At this time, Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei were standing on a hill on the same side as the tank. The relative position is closer than the tank to the large spike group under the mountain.

As far as the eye can see.

The rioting Dajian group as a whole still maintained the momentum of rushing towards the river, but the speed was not as good as before, and it seemed to be distracted and delayed by the interference of the shells.

In the distance ahead, in a straight line with the big sharp group, there were more than 100 blue ordinary squad fighters lined up with their backs to the river. Five defensive battle formations lined up across the river, and the knife bushes reflected the light of the early morning.

Behind them, dozens of highland residents are moving downstream along the river.

The ground is shaking, and the distance is getting closer.

The rumbling sound of the river kept coming to my ears.

The collision is on the verge of breaking out......

And on the side of this straight line, at an almost vertical angle, the lonely old dilapidated tank, still moving on the undulating grassy slope.

Not fast, occasionally walking crookedly due to the terrain, but always moving forward.

The fourth shell fell into the big spike group.

There was a bang.

"It should be the people left behind by the regular army who saw it and came to help. At this time, Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei's consciousness judgment was still the same.

Previously, the local regular garrison had been evacuated overnight on the night of the start of Dajian, and their main task at that time was to take away the residents from all over the place. Because the whole process was so hurried and difficult, it seems understandable that there were a few people in the station who stayed after Teal took over, or some things were not taken with them.

Han Qingyu wanted to shout, but he estimated that the other party would definitely not hear it.

"Aoko...... Colts. Wen Jifei suddenly muttered into the distance.

Han Qingyu followed his gaze and looked up, looked over the five battle formations, and saw the herdsmen lined up in a cavalry rank. Liu Shiheng had also returned to his horse, holding his knife and standing at the front of the horse team.

...... The scene was critical and chaotic, and Han Qingyu was also a little chaotic.

At this time.

"Tom!"

The old tank fired the fifth shell.

The cannonballs whizzed, striking in an arc towards the large spikes.

A large pointed body jumped up from the group, and the two-handed pillar sword slashed immediately, "Boom!" The cannonball was cut through the air, and the big pointed body only flew upside down a little distance in the air, fell back into the group and stood still.

"I ...... What the fuck am I going to do?!"

In the cockpit of the tank, Old Man Tian cursed woodenly, his body stiffened for a while, and he finally saw the effect of the shell clearly for the first time...... The eyes were stunned and shocked.

All this in front of him is far beyond the veteran soldier's understanding.

At the same time, the attention of the big spike group was finally attracted by the tank, and it quickly diverted a stream, about a third of it, and roared and pounced in this direction.

Between the uphill and downhill slopes, the tank jolted in the process, and Old Man Tian came back to his senses...... Looking up, I saw a group of black armor spikes rushing towards me in the distance...... There was some trembling in the body and hands uncontrollably.

He took the soju he had brought with him, tilted his head and took a few sips and put it down.

After thinking about it, the corners of his mouth showed not fear, but a smile of relief.

"Tian Jiao, you stinky boy, you old man, you really killed this kind of thing?!"

"Well, my son, amazing. ”

At this moment, there was no hideousness, grief and indignation, not even any too intense emotions, there was only relief and determination in his expression, and Old Man Tian's gaze sank...... Sit in the driver's seat and lock the steering.

There were only two shells left, and Old Man Tian completely left the driver's seat, reloaded, and then turned his head to look at a large stack of grenades beside him...... He was going to do it today.

"It's good that I didn't brag to you beforehand...... Dad doesn't seem to have anything else, Tian Jiao...... In the past, I tried my best to kill one, even if it was revenge for you. ”

"What's that, the army gave a big bereavement pension, and left a newsletter, saying that they would always take care of us, Zhifan and their father have arranged it, you don't have to worry about ......"

"Forget it, Daddy will come down and tell you. ”

The sound of tracks rolled, rolled rapidly, and the lone tank rushed forward in a straight line.

"Tom", another shell fired.

"If you don't die, you have to do it!" The veteran skillfully reloaded, thinking that in the past, it was also the enemy's tank armor that was better, and one shot could not be blown up, and two shots could not be blown up...... It's okay, if I continue to do it, I can always kill you.

Han Qingyu and Wen Jifei looked at each other, and the old tanks below the mountain suddenly accelerated, and they were rushing straight towards the Dajian group.

This moment.

The last shell fired.

The tank, which had been moving forward, also climbed another dirt slope.

It was about to be overwhelmed by the oncoming swarm of large spikes.

At this time, the people on the bank of the river finally saw the lonely tank.

Exclamations exploded.

"Song!" A majestic source energy exploded, coming from the distant mountain, and the momentum suppressed all the voices present.

Like everyone else, Liu Shiheng turned his head to look.

"Aoko?!"

Young Master Liu almost cried for a moment.

The herdsmen's cavalry raised their swords behind him and roared.

"Who is it?!" the person in front asked.

Who is it? Liu Shiheng thought about it, and said with some confusion: "Qingzi...... 1777, Han Qingyu. By the way, what is Major Theon, do you know? Have you ever heard of it...... Anyway, it's that goods. ”

The five battle formations were silent for a second.

"You have to fight! brothers. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Ready!"

"Roar!"

The change in the mood of the battlefield was clearly revealed at this moment.

In their line of sight, on the side of the hill in the distance, the hillside is down.

A swishing blue starlight pillar sword was running straight down in a posture parallel to the hillside, ahead of the people who were running.

"Aoko's running seems a little wrong. Liu Shiheng discovered.

Soon, everyone found out.

His left arm was bandaged.

"He ......"

"Boom!"

The pillar sword smashed into the path of the tank, and smashed into the large spiky group that was running at the forefront.

Four large spikes were shaken into the air.

"Song!" again, approaching the foot of the mountain, Han Qingyu jumped directly towards the tank.

At the same time, the tank "clicked".

The turret door opens upwards.

Half of a man's body emerged from it, holding a whole stack of grenades in his hands, supported by his elbows, trying to crawl out.

His hair was gray.

"Uncle Tian?!" Wen Jifei muttered behind the sniper scope, and then became dumbfounded.

He couldn't have imagined this scene, but when he really thought about it, he found that he was not so surprised.

Han Qingyu was in the air at this time, closer, and he could see it very clearly and with certainty.

It's Brother Tian's father. The old man who didn't shed a single tear when he sacrificed himself, but poured them wine during the meal and asked them, "Do you want to be a veteran?"

When they finally separated, he made a pistol himself, silently and diligently showed the assassination to Han Qingyu and the others in the courtyard, and climbed over the wall...... said silently, he, a veteran, can actually fight.

So this stubborn old man, a Chinese veteran, finally came to avenge his son.

He drove a tank.

"Tian ...... Uncle!" For a while, Han Qingyu's eyes were red, and he shouted in the air.

Old man Tian turned his head to look at it in confusion.

recognized, "you...... Don't come down, petty officer. ”

"Uncle, you ......" Han Qingyu stepped into the tank in one volley, stretched out his hand, and directly picked up the old man Tian, and then took another step, "Song", and went to the side of a hillside, "Go!"

"Hey, hey, hey. Old man Tian was carried in the air, a little flustered, but the large stack of grenades bundled together in his hand still did not let go, "Little officer, don't worry about me, I saw that you were injured...... You go first, I'm going to blow them up. ”

In an instant, emotions rushed up again, Han Qingyu sighed helplessly, stopped on the side dirt slope, and turned around to help Uncle Tian stand firm...... Say:

"Throw!"

"Huh?"

"Bomb, can you throw it from here, veteran!" Han Qingyu asked loudly.

"Yes!"

Old man Tian turned around and gritted his teeth, opened one of the grenades, and then with his two arms, he used all his strength to make a semicircle...... Throw the bundle of grenades at the large spiked group below.

"Ah...... Lose my son's life!

"Boom, boom......"

In the continuous and violent explosions, earth and rocks splashed, and smoke rose.

In the dust mist, a blue starlight pillar sword broke through the air.

Han Qingyu stretched out his hand to catch it.

Below, five or six large pointed bodies fell to the ground.

One of them was disintegrating, a third of its body shattered, apparently dead.

Uncle Tian stabilized his body and looked at it, and saw it...... Stunned, it seemed a little incredulous, "It's dead...... You see, Dad seems to have killed one. ”

"Look, it's blown up! Kill one!"

"Awesome, Uncle Tian. ”

On the side, Han Qingyu had red eyes and said excitedly.