It is much easier to get the 65-ton MK4 out of the pit than for the maintenance crews to operate the Merkava MK4 for combat duty, which is their job. Yu Hu felt unprecedented optimism about the current situation, even if a "Merkava" main battle tank stuck on the official road was operated by a group of maintenance workers, in this era when even the war defense gun was not invented, it was simply a BUG-level existence.

The tanks were equipped with radio communication equipment, and they were soon able to get in touch with the Green Paint Zone troops who had come to support. For the green paint area with high-end goods like F-35B, even if the Qing army gathers more infantry, it will be in vain, at least now Yu Hu thinks so.

"There are gunshots! It's a pistol! The 9 mm Parabellum pistol cartridge was supposed to be used. When the maintenance workers kept piling up the equipment that had been snatched from the Qing army on the "Namira" armored repair vehicle, Chen Ze, who was arranged to be on guard on the periphery, heard gunshots in the distance.

"Damn, and the pigtailed Manlicia rifle! Our people and the Qing army are in fire again!? Just a few seconds after the sound of the pistol gun, Chen Ze heard the gunfire characteristic of the black powder bullet of the Manlisa rifle.

"Damn, there's a girl! Look at their costumes, they should be Israeli air crews! The N3 commander on the turret of the "Merkava" MK4 was always unable to grasp the point, and he opened his mouth with a telescope to leak important information such as direction and number of people.

"Grass mud horse! It's too much, the 'director team'! A lineup of pure girls! Yu Hu, who climbed the turret with a domestic telescope, was also led astray by the commander of the N3, and his eyes were all girls in ground uniforms.

In fact, the "director team" is not so unbearable, this team of ground staff who have just been transferred are not all girls, there are still five men among them, but the people who are using the Israeli Jericho IMI9 pistol to stop the Qing army are these boys, so Yu Hu and they didn't find them. Well, even if this male ground crew and the girls go side by side, there is no one for them in the eyes of Yu Hu and the maintenance worker.

"Quick, drive to the flank of the Qing army!" Yu Hu shouted to the N3 commander who was still stunned and looked at his sister with a telescope.

Yu Hu didn't dare to let these girls who spread their legs and fled for their lives relive the encounter between themselves and Chen Ze in the bushes again, these long-legged girls in an upright form were no better than their Voldemort form, which was actively smaller than their bullet surface, if they didn't open up a fire channel, as long as the machine gun rang out, a large area would be properly GGed.

The Merkava MK4 main battle tank is still maneuverable, and the German-made MTU833 turbodiesel engine and advanced suspension system allow it to advance at speeds of up to 60 kilometers per hour, even on the rocky river beaches of the Golan Heights. It didn't take a few minutes for the N3 to break through to the left flank of the Qing army, and this time the maintenance workers under the command of Yu Hu used the two machine guns of the "Merkava" MK4 to suppress the Qing soldiers who were pursuing the ground crew.

Even in the 21st century, when the infantry encounters such a big guy as the "Merkava" MK4 and suddenly appears on their flank, they only have to retreat quickly. Don't tell me anything about individual anti-tank weapons, it's hard to get a chance to fire when the tank knows your exact location in advance.

So the scum of the Qing patrol battalion quickly collapsed under the power of the 12.7mm and 7.62mm machine guns, and the slower guys were even lucky enough to taste a 120mm multi-purpose high-explosive bomb after the ground crew girls pulled away.

There was no criticism of the gunners and loaders wasting a tenth of their shell reserves in order to show off their might in front of the girls, after all, everyone was optimistic that the rescue from the Green Paint Zone was about to arrive.

"Three of us had gunshot wounds and two of us had broken feet. Also, our tractor was still over there, and it landed near the Qing army camp, and there were many maintenance tools on the truck. A girl with a little natural curly hair walked up to N3 and said to Tiger.

"You still use your feet to run away with a car?" Yu Hu asked puzzled.

"Big brother, that's a tractor at the airport! The small wheels and the chassis, it's better to run with your feet on this kind of rotten road! The curly-haired girl said.

"What are the tools for maintenance?" Yu Hu wondered if those things were worth the risk.

"Most of it is general aircraft maintenance equipment, oh, and there are some special maintenance equipment for the F-15 and F-35." The girl said.

"Hey, your uncle! This Nima can't be saved, and it's a bunch of artifacts! After learning that the tractor was not just a low-end goods like a wrench hammer, Yu Hu gasped.

It is unrealistic to leave the wounded in place and drive a tank to grab a tractor, but fortunately, the Qing army's transport team left two usable ox carts. The scalpers who pulled the cart were hanging, but the "Nanola" armored repair vehicle, which also used the German-made MTU833 turbodiesel engine as the power, could easily tow two bullock carts strung together.

In the end, the body of the "Namira" armored repair vehicle was full of equipment, and the large crane was still hanging two killed oxen, and two ox carts full of girls were dragged behind them towards the hill occupied by Zhang Zhiqiu and them.

Yu Hu's plan is still relatively stable, Zhang Zhiqiu and the one they occupy has only one road into the mountain, and after the "Namila" armored repair vehicle takes the girls and some maintenance workers to meet them, they can at least rely on the "Namila" to block the road and hold on until the "Merkava" MK4 defense or the arrival of reinforcements from the green paint area. Those two cattle are the rations of these people in case the reinforcements from the green paint area cannot arrive in time, even the raw beef can be kept for a relatively long time in Shandong in late autumn, well, everything seems to be foolproof.

Yu Hu took 10 other maintenance workers who had drawn a short initials and squeezed into the "Merkava" MK4 main battle tank and set off towards the Qing army camp pointed out by the curly-haired girl, and the five rough embryos that could not enter the N3 crew compartment could only be hung outside the tank, which added a strong red iron fist flavor to this flying saucer tank.

The defenders of the Qing army's camp soon collapsed, and the maintenance workers had a water of Tavor assault rifles and a "Merkava" MK4 tank, and there was no suspense in this battle at all. Now Yu Hu's biggest headache is how to drive these ridiculously low tractors to meetings and locations.

In the end, the maintenance workers drove the tractor to fill in the pit and move in the direction of Zhang Zhiqiu, they thought to themselves that it was unlikely that the Qing army would come to pursue it anyway with MK4.

"I seem to have seen reinforcements from the Qing army, ah, oh, it seems that there are artillery, we may meet the Qing army that Zhang Zhiqiu said they said!" Yu Hu, who was standing on N3, found the Manchurian fresh army that had been dispersed by "fat electricity" from the telescope.

"I'll see, I'll wipe it, the Qing army is setting up artillery, damn it, their infantry artillery can hit us like this, how can it be five kilometers over there, right?" The commander of the N3 said.

"I seem to have heard Zhang Zhiqiu say that the maximum range of this kind of cannon is about five kilometers." Yu Hu replied.

"Rub, then the artillery of the Qing army has that technology, what is the difference between them and Meng at the maximum range of their level?" The commander of the N3 complained.

"But you have to think about the difference between our three tractors and climbing, this Nima and the fixed target are all at the same level!" Yu Hu didn't dare to use the speed of these tractors to gamble on the Qing army's archery skills.

"Damn, you're going to get us on top, huh?" The commander of the N3 knew very well that his 120 smoothbore gun was a direct-fire gun, and it was unlikely that the gunner would be able to hit a target five thousand meters away with only nine shells in the fire control computer's parameters for a large angle of warp.