After the penguin captain was pulled out by Wang Yonghao, he threw it into the sky, when it was about to fall to chest level.

Holding the muzzle of the carbine-length automatic rifle in his backhand, he whipped the penguin commander with the thick handguard at the end of the rifle like playing baseball.

The short, stocky penguin commander spun and rushed down with the force of the blow, all the way into the infantry camp that was slowly following.

With the sound of ping-pong banging, the penguin captain actually ploughed a blank passage from top to bottom.

The entire infantry camp was split in two by him.

The Penguin infantry weren't really killed or seriously wounded.

Penguins have a thick coat of fur and fat, which is a good buffer for them.

Most of them were knocked down the slippery slopes, and even the infantry on both sides of the straight road were knocked into a large area.

The infantry also saw a giant taller than a tank emerging on the top of this slope, and they were all so shocked for a while that they couldn't organize an effective attack on Wang Yonghao in a short period of time.

And the other two members of the tank who were dragged out of the commander were also stunned!

The two members of the car couldn't see what was going on outside, but they also understood that their captain had been dragged out and thrown away.

The gunner's periscope was coaxial with the turret, and the sight window in front of the driver also did not see a "giant" standing to the left of the tank.

And they stopped, but Wang Yonghao didn't stop.

Wang Yonghao relied on his height and long arms, and stepped onto the body of the tank in one step by holding the frame of the tank turret.

"Oh my God! He's in the car! ”

The group of penguin riflemen below who had managed to stabilize their camp and were getting up one by one were stupefied.

"Oh my God, I saw that tank got stuck in the snow......"

In the horrified and inexplicable vision of the penguin riflemen, the giant leaned over and reached for the driver who controlled the forward and backward joysticks inside.

The same grabbed the head, which was not much bigger than the Big Apple, and pulled out the driver like a turnip.

"Oh my God, this devil...... He pulled the driver out! ”

"Hide ......"

The experienced squad leaders suddenly remembered what had just happened, and immediately shouted and ran to the side.

Sure enough, the driver was also thrown off the top of the hill by Wang Yonghao.

This group is probably only a little penguin driver of more than ten pounds, for Wang Yonghao, it is really easy to throw.

"Ahhh......hh

Seeing this guy let out a heart-rending roar once again smashed the infantry camp that was so easy to reorganize.

The penguin riflemen were terrified, not to mention that the distance between the two was beyond the effective range of their rifles.

The penguin riflemen were completely unable to form an effective threat to Wang Yonghao, and their first job was to get up from the ground, especially the penguins with low slopes on all fours.

Concocted it in the same way, in the gunner's struggle to resist, Wang Yonghao easily pulled it out and threw it down again.

The gunner didn't expand his gains too much, because the penguin riflemen had been smashed to pieces, completely widening the distance between them.

So the gunner just smashed two unlucky eggs who couldn't dodge, and slipped all the way to the bottom of the slope in a long roar.

"This doesn't look like seven or eight hundred meters long, penguins are penguins, and they can't fall to death?"

Wang Yonghao began to study the new toy he had captured, and he was a little dissatisfied with just pushing the tank down and then shattering it with a single shot.

Looking at the diameter of the hatch on this turret that seemed to really accommodate him to sit in, Wang Yonghao, who was squatting on the hull behind the turret, gritted his teeth and stepped into this "small" heavy tank.

If you insist on how big this "small" tank is, intuitively speaking, this tank is about the size of an electric tricycle that illegally operates and carries passengers, not counting the long barrel that sticks out of the hull.

If he insisted on comparing this tank with the tanks he had seen on Earth, even if it was with the lowest-end and most rudimentary R-series Renault Light Combat in the World of Tanks game.

The Penguin heavy tanks are considered "compact", and the R-series Renault Light Combat is also a full-size, all-terrain multi-purpose SUV.

If you compare it like this, it may be intuitive.

Wang Yonghao, who was even more cramped inside the cabin, could only sit on the platform where the commander TPT3740 was standing, exposing his shoulders and head to the observation port.

If you touch down with your left hand, you can feel the forward and backward joystick, and if you touch down with your right hand, you can feel a box of tank shells, the lever that controls the rotating turret, and the fire control button on it.

"This little tank, I'm just playing alone!"

Wang Yonghao, who was curious, pulled the drive gear lever to the right rear, and sure enough, the left track was rear-driven, and the right track was forward-drive, and the entire tank rotated to the right rear.

Half a circle, the tank was already facing the group of infantry under the hillside.

The group of infantry below saw that this devilish giant was actually able to drive a "heavy" tank that only three crew members could drive, and suddenly they had no intention of daring to stand.

Without waiting for Wang Yonghao to fire at them, one by one the crazy sassers ran down, as if they were close to the huge enemy, which was a huge ordeal.

Looking at these little penguins running wildly, Wang Yonghao sighed for a while: Fear is indeed the biggest drawback of controlling life and making wrong judgments.

So much so that the rifles in the hands of these penguin riflemen have become completely useless waste, and the power in their hands is worse than a burning stick, and they are thrown away in the escape route.

Wang Yonghao remembers that when he was on Earth, he once read the famous writer Kong Ergou's "20 Years of the Underworld" and had such a point of view: Guns, as long as one person dares to shoot in a conflict, then others dare to shoot, and vice versa, it is really not as lethal as a fork.

This should be regarded as a kind of herd mentality, just like Wang Yonghao would attack from both sides as soon as he appeared twice before.

But when he twice dealt with these "heavy" tanks that the Penguin Riflemen considered invincible mass killers, the riflemen simply collapsed.

Wang Yonghao is not in a hurry.

Because he clearly saw that there were nearly 20 tanks on the relatively gentle ground in front of this hillside, stationed on the ground at intervals of several hundred meters.

This high slope can be regarded as a relatively high slope, and Wang Yonghao can clearly see that the group of retreating infantry was stopped by a patrol stationed a few hundred meters away from the slope.

Then he hilariously repeated what happened on this side of the hill before Wang Yonghao came into contact with them......

With the sound of "ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong, ping-pong" queuing and shooting, these rout escapees were actually shot en masse again.

No matter how they explained in the direction of Wang Yonghao, what they described was not recognized and believed by the patrol team that shot them.

The patrol may have heard the heavy exchange of fire on this side of the hill and the shooting of deserters on the hillside, but they were not sure what they had not seen with their own eyes.

After shooting the deserters, the patrol led a "compact" heavy tank towards the hillside.

Maybe the thoughts in the heart of this commander are exactly the same as the thoughts of the commander who was used as a baseball by Wang Yonghao before.

The previous two tank commanders were just not cautious enough, and if he was cautious enough, he could defeat the giant invaders that the cowards call them.