The fast column of the 178th Regiment successfully broke through the interception of the American tanks and reversed into the enemy's attack line. In fact www.biquge.info this front does not have trenches and fortifications, but a line of fire composed of light and heavy weapons. Push all the way, the Yankees are so virtuous.

And even if you push all the way, the position needs to be occupied by infantry. There's a tank company attacking the hill in front, and someone has to keep an eye on it in the back, right? That is inevitable, and Colonel Puller of the 1st Marine Regiment is personally supervising the battle.

But now the tank company in front was killed by the rapid column coordinated by the volunteer infantry tank, but the American infantry on the road and hill behind could not help at all. They were in a hurry to figure out how to kill the three IS-7s in front of them.

Seeing the 130-millimeter thick pipe approaching his eyes, Colonel Puller, who had personally gone to the front line, also felt his heart tremble. If it weren't for the fact that the U.S. Marine Corps has always been known for its bravery, the old soldiers of the Army would have retreated a long time ago.

"'Bazooka', tune me 'Super Bazooka'." Colonel Pooler gave a heart-rending order to the adjutant behind him, and he couldn't restrain the constant chill in his heart while wearing a full set of cold-proof military uniforms. Infantry fighting tanks has always been a problem, and ordinary guns are not easy to use at all.

Fortunately, praise for the military industry of Greater America. The Marine infantry also had individual bazookas in their hands, which allowed ordinary infantry to regain confidence in the face of tanks and not be defenseless.

There are two types of bazookas, the old version is only 60 mm in diameter, and the power is not even that of the T-34-85 tank. And the 'Super Bazooka' uses a 90-millimeter caliber warhead, and the armor-piercing power is very good.

Receiving an urgent order from Colonel Puller, the infantry carrying bazookas was urgently transferred. They split into teams to form a multi-layered network of fire, trying to ensure the destruction of the IS-7 that rushed up. Now the U.S. forces are still stuck on both sides of the road, and they have enough firepower to prevent any enemy from passing in front of them.

Hurriedly rushed to the front line, the imposing IS-7 had already appeared in view, and the American infantry carrying the 'Super Bazooka' at the front couldn't help but swallow the water. They held their breath and took aim and pulled the trigger.

The process was simple, the electric rocket was ignited, flew out with a whoosh, and hit the target accurately.

Ye ......, seeing that the first group of anti-tank infantry had three hits, Colonel Puller, who had retreated two hundred meters, immediately cheered for his calm command, "Yes, that's it." Kill those damn tanks. ”

It was only the colonel himself who cheered, but the adjutant beside him couldn't help but remind: "Sir, those rockets didn't explode." ”

Hey...... yes! Why not explode?

The colonel and the adjutant looked at each other, and the adjutant gave an awkward guess: "Maybe the low temperature has disable the rockets, and we should fire a few more shots." ”

What kind of broken reason is this?

His Excellency the Colonel raised his binoculars and saw that the leading enemy tanks had already rushed past the first line of 'Bazooka' and killed all the brave soldiers with machine guns.

The Marines of the second line of defense were not discouraged, and once again they resolutely leaned out of their respective concealments, standing or half-crouching, and fearlessly attacked the enemy.

Whoosh......, swish, ......swish, swish...... more and more rockets flew out this time, and a few of the shots that did not hit the tank exploded normally, but the one that hit the tank did not explode, but ...... stuck on the tank.

God, what's going on?

Killing and being killed are relative. The danger was imminent, and Colonel Puller felt his heart tighten and his breath was not good, because the three unkillable tanks gave him a great visual impact. The adjutant had to force the colonel away to prevent him from being accidentally killed by a stray bullet.

In the process of fleeing from the cat's waist, the embarrassed Colonel was puzzled. He kept asking loudly, "Why?" Why don't our rockets explode? It's not scientific! With another explosion, we won't have to run away. ”

Not to mention that the colonel felt unscientific, the Marine Corps soldier who launched the 'Super Bazooka' in front of him felt even more unscientific. They risked great danger and paid with their lives to defend the dignity of America with a fearless spirit.

But why don't the rockets explode?

Instead of exploding, the rockets get stuck in the tank. It's really stuck in the ......, and so on, not on the tank, but on a ring of iron railings around the perimeter of the tank.

Closing the distance, the American soldiers realized that the three heavy tanks were surrounded by a circle of iron railings with large gaps. There were already more than a dozen rockets fired in the past, most of which were stuck in the middle of the gaps in these railings.

This is like a fierce general who rode a horse and rushed into battle in ancient times, killing countless enemies but unscathed, at most with a circle of arrows that could not shoot armor, it was simply powerful and domineering.

Seeing that the enemy is sticking more than a dozen rockets, he is not dead, and the American soldiers besieging him will not be able to figure out why this is for a while. Firing rockets from a distance of several tens of meters is already the limit of their bravery, and it is really impossible for them to risk machine gun fire to throw explosive packets.

The U.S. troops on both sides of the road were hit by IS-7 machine guns and secondary artillery, and suffered heavy casualties. The fast column behind also tried their best to push away the wreckage of the 'Pershing' blocking the road and accelerated to keep up. Colonel Puller was even more helpless, so he could only retreat into the hills on both sides of the road, thinking of fighting again with his whole army.

Obviously, if you hit, you can't kill it, and this is the situation that most hits the morale of the army. And to put it bluntly, this is actually very simple, and this situation is very common in armored vehicles in the Middle East in later generations. In order to deal with RPG rockets, which are difficult to guard against in urban security battles, a ring of iron railings will be welded around the vehicle.

The rocket flies slowly, and the target is killed by a metal jet formed by the explosion of a conical charge in the warhead. But now the warheads are stuck in the gaps of the deliberately set iron railings, and they won't explode at all!

Even if a warhead hits the iron railing itself, at most it will blow up the railing, and the metal jet will be detonated in advance, and it will collapse if it cannot reach the main armor. This is still the slightest way to take the tank.

Zhou Qingfeng had long thought that he would face the US military rockets at close range, and he also prepared a detachable iron railing. He moved left and right on the battlefield, and the American troops he killed with ferocious firepower retreated step by step, which was simply mocking the enemy that he had no way to take him.

Extremely depressed, Colonel Puller could not run away, could not fight and could not fight, and was forced to lead his men to retreat into the mountains. He also thought about controlling the hills on both sides of the road to prevent the volunteers from passing through, and even used as an artillery observation post to guide the howitzer company in Gutuli to carry out artillery bombardment.

"Don't be afraid, the main gun of the tank has no elevation angle, and it will not be able to hit us who climb the mountain." Colonel Puller slightly retracted his forces, and the result was very sad. He came out with more than 1,000 men, but now he was cut to pieces by the enemy, with countless dead and wounded, and there were less than 300 people with him.

And just as His Excellency the Colonel swore that there was still a chance to attack the tanks, a continuous stream of shells fell from the sky, and immediately blew up the crying father and mother of the American troops who were trying to regain control of the road.

Colonel Puller really felt that God had not blessed him today, and he lay on the ridge of a hill, enduring the pressure of shrapnel, and raised his binoculars to see what the shells were flying from.

Don't be anxious if you don't look, if you can make the nose of His Excellency the Colonel crooked, it is still the three enemy heavy tanks that are shot. This terrifying heavy tank is equipped with a super-thick main gun, a nimble secondary gun, an inventive iron bar, and a mortar capable of curved fire.

Who the hell designed this pit daddy tank? What a super trick!

Looking at the constant flow of mortar shells from the heavy tank turret, Colonel Puller had to retreat from the ridge of the hill. Because if he doesn't retreat, the fast column that keeps up will teach him how to behave with more powerful firepower?

"It's so shady, so scoundrel, so unreasonable. Who designed the bizarre tank? "The mortar killed more than a dozen of his men, and Colonel Puller was really sad. Now the sun is the brightest remaining light, and the American troops will not be able to fight after nightfall.

And watching those enemy tanks ignore the American troops who retreated into the mountains and directly kill the ancient soil a few kilometers away, Colonel Puller realized that he was in big trouble - there were only some technical troops left in the ancient soil, and it was almost an empty nest.

It's over, and the ancient soil will definitely be lost!