After the six shells were fired, there was already a pile of steel garbage in front of him. The guns of the IS-7 have also become extremely hot, and the semi-automatic loader's ammunition belt is empty, requiring a long long reload. And after spewing out furious firepower, the location of this giant beast was naturally exposed.

Killing six tanks in one go is a thrill that can be compared to the climax of love! And for the US military that has been hit by the artillery, it is a hellish nightmare. The lying American soldier found the radio he was carrying in the midst of the screams and reported the situation to the superior commander in the rear.

"Support, request for support, we are under heavy enemy artillery."

"The enemy's fire was so strong that we lost six 'Pershings' in an instant. Now the road is blocked, and it is difficult for tanks in the rear to advance. ”

"The enemy is hiding on the hillside by the road, the coordinate position is ***.***, we need fire support from howitzers. Oh ......,! ”

On the top of the hill around Gutuli in the rear, US artillery observers were staring intently at the road two or three kilometers away, but the sudden appearance of white fog in the early morning obscured their vision.

I thought that a powerful armored force would attack with all my hands, but now in the thick fog, I saw six smoking bonfires and a chaotic cry for help on the radio.

There were six 105-millimeter howitzers in the ancient soil, and after receiving the coordinates transmitted from the front, the artillery reacted quickly and immediately opened fire to support them. The artillery commander repeatedly asked on the radio about the effectiveness of the shooting, hoping to hear some useful information, but in fact it .......

"It rushed out, it rushed at us."

"Help, who's going to stop this guy?"

"My leg, my leg is broken, I need a medics."

Hearing these tragic calls, many officers in Tuguri had a question in their minds: What did the armored detachment that had just gone out encounter? They are a powerful armored battalion, who can beat them so badly?

At this moment, Zhou Qingfeng is driving his steel mount forward quickly, the 130 mm main gun is cool to use, but the shell is clumsy and heavy. It is impossible to reassemble the chamber and the cartridge belt in two minutes.

Two minutes was too long, enough for the enemy's artillery to plow Zhou Qingfeng's position two or three times with shells. So he decided to rush out and give the enemy a blow!

The original IS-7 was an extremely powerful tank on the outside, but rather cramped on the inside. The woolly bear has never cared about ergonomics, and the running tank shakes violently, and basically nothing can be done.

However, Zhou Qingfeng's 'Teletubbies' is quite spacious, not to mention the space and weight freed up by electric transmission, the American radio station alone is smaller than the Soviet-style radio station. A variety of ingenious subsystems replace the stupid and clumsy ramming of the bear, which is easy to use, convenient and comfortable.

A 1,200-horsepower diesel generator provides the power and torque to propel the 60-ton tank all the way. Since the road had been blocked by the destroyed 'Pershing', Zhou Qingfeng took advantage of the excellent suspension of his tank to drive on the rugged hillside.

The American soldiers scattered on both sides of the road were suddenly in a catastrophe, and by the time they heard the sound of the tanks coming, the steel behemoth had already run in front of them. Some people panicked and fled, but others were killed and injured.

An IS-7 crew member emerged from the top of the turret and operated an M2HB heavy machine gun to continuously strafe the American soldiers who fell behind the tank - yes, Zhou Qingfeng used an American machine gun to facilitate the use of captured ammunition.

And the IS-7 rushed all the way forward, and there was a string of American tanks and armored vehicles behind the road. Seeing that this domineering tank actually came out of the fog, a bunch of chirping screams rang out on the radio again.

"Discover the target."

"Fire!"

"Well played!"

"Hit."

"It seems to have penetrated!"

"One more shot and they're finished."

"Hit the target hard."

"We struck the enemy."

"Ricochet!"

"We failed to penetrate their armor."

"The target disappears."

The first six 'Pershing' were destroyed, and the tank commanders behind were already frightened and nervous. As soon as the IS-7 appeared, a bunch of guns were aimed at it. It was just a bunch of shells that hit the bells, and the mood of the American tank crew fell from the crest of the wave to the bottom of the wave. The heavily armored tank didn't have a, and went on like crazy.

The shells clanged on the hull of the IS-7, basically hitting the wedge-shaped main armor on the front. Because Zhou Qingfeng took the night vision device and other equipment back into the car before the impact, the US artillery shells did not catch anything cheap except for leaving white spots on the main armor.

The U.S. tank reloaded and tried to fire a second shot, only to find that the furious tank had run behind itself in the blink of an eye. Even if someone is quick and waits for the IS-7 to pass by, he wants to hit the side armor, but finds that his artillery can't reach the enemy tank that is close to him.

There were eleven U.S. tanks left on the road, and behind them were all armored vehicles and trucks. When Zhou Qingfeng commanded the IS-7 to cross the tank in front, the thin-skinned little pitiful ones in front of him were like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, which were extremely delicious.

"Don't hit armored vehicles with main guns, with secondary guns, with machine guns on trucks and infantry." Zhou Qingfeng will be crazy and laugh so hard that he can't close his mouth. He rushed into the enemy line not only to avoid the enemy's howitzers, but also to eat the weak scum behind him.

The modified IS-7 has a large interior space, but the main gun shells can only survive 60 rounds. The 40-mm secondary gun was fed by a chain, with 300 rounds of shells, and more than 2,000 rounds of machine gun ammunition, so the fire power was extremely sustained.

Compared with the main gun that is slowly loaded, the platoon deputy who acts as the gun commander also has a soft spot for the secondary gun that fires rapidly in bursts. He aimed at a 'Greyhound' armored vehicle in front of him and saw that the little guy was shooting at him with a small 37mm tube.

The clanging sound was a wail before death.

The platoon officer pressed the button to hit the electric generator, and the 40-millimeter semi-armor-piercing grenade easily penetrated the thin armor of the 'Greyhound', and the power of the explosion was just right, killing and injuring the internal crew.

The IS-7 easily penetrated the enemy, sweeping through all obstacles with its sharp fire. After taking out a few armored vehicles and personnel carriers, it could not even use secondary guns, and the turret and machine guns in front of the vehicles were enough to deal with those unprotected transport trucks.

The motorized U.S. infantry had to jump off one after another, scrambling to find cover on the side of the road. When the machine guns of the IS-7 turret began to strafe them, the hull itself even hit the truck that was blocking the road.

A sturdy tank of more than 60 tons hit a truck weighing two or three tons, and this was a hearty ravage. Zhou Qingfeng killed all the way down to the US military, which was completely unexpected by the US military, and no one expected that he would face such an unreasonable super tank.

When they rushed to the rear of the armored detachment, almost all of the more than 50 armored vehicles and trucks were smoking, the materials loaded on the vehicles were completely lost, and all the personnel fled, causing great casualties. Several trucks transporting fuel even caught fire, causing flames.

The U.S. troops on the Gutuli Hill in the rear were in a collective daze, they were watching the fire constantly rising in the fog, and they also listened to the cries for help on the radio, but they couldn't do anything, and they didn't even know what their comrades-in-arms were facing.

And the IS-7, which had already rushed to the rear of the enemy, finally completed the loading of the main gun, this time including one in the chamber, which could spray seven shells in a row. Zhou Qingfeng ordered the tank to turn around and shouted to the driver: "Kill back, kill until the enemy's soul is gone!" ”