Chapter 13 Anti-Athletic: The Spectator is a Hostage

The training method of Hessian, and the inevitability of using strong armor and heavy artillery to win only by fighting steadily, caused Hessian's battle-lane girls to not think about accidents on their own, because as long as the opponent could not penetrate their own chariot normally, there would be no accidents.

In the practice match between Hessian Peak and Continuing High School, Hessian's troops continued to be surrounded, but a bunch of tanks dominated by 45 anti-tank guns could hardly hurt Hesse's Hesse Peak, the lowest-level combat vehicle that fought at that time, was the Hessian Peak of the Panther tank. There have been such situations.

It's not that I don't understand this truth, but I didn't expect that Hesse's training method would train people to this extent.

Miho understood that her teammates were really dull to this extent, so she had to throw off the chariot and jump into the water to save people.

"Do you think this little trick can defeat the truth?" Nina's voice, which was beginning to become composed, rang out over the radio, "All vehicles, pull smoke, stall for time!" ”

Since the opponent is so shameless to take the audience as a "hostage", then this side is not polite, the smoke is shrouded, there are people here, do you dare to continue shooting?

"Hehe, one of the expected reactions...... I'll leave it to you. Anchubi said to Ansan.

"That's right, assault!" Aung Sang began to direct his Type 95 light tank unit to break through to the center of the enemy vehicle ranks, intending to divide them.

Of course, the combined convoy of Truth and Hesse will maintain a certain distance, and although the spectators will run around the chariots on the road, they will still be able to find space to travel by breaking through from the vertical direction of the road.

The chariot of truth pulled smoke on the spot, it was also in place, and the smoke was not so easy to use without marching, not to mention that Hessian did not coordinate to pull the smoke.

"There it is!" At the critical moment, Hesse finally thought of a way, and Akashi Xiaomei climbed out of the turret and shouted to the surroundings, "Audience, get into our car!" Take you out of the fire! ”

Tank No. 2 was flat and more suitable for carrying people outside than other vehicles, and the spectators, who had been running in panic just a moment ago, scrambled to climb the tank marked with the black iron cross, and soon the crowd was full of tank No. 2 clusters.

This is enough to leave calmly, because surely no one will dare to shoot at the audience, although it was not considered so at first, but the chariot carrying the audience is obviously "invincible", and the so-called "human armor" is such a thing.

However, it is not a long-term solution, because considering the high temperature, smoke and flames generated when the artillery is fired, and the spectators do not have the quality of the soldiers on board, in order to ensure the safety of the spectators, the chariots carrying the spectators cannot be attacked.

Although it was not intentional, it seems that the audience's word-of-mouth has also been earned. In fact, this is the case.

It's just that Xiaomei didn't think of this level, she was just thinking that Miho would probably do this, so she did it.

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Regular Auditorium——

"Lord Darjeeling, it doesn't feel like a competition anymore." Orange and Huang Baihao put the teacup aside for the time being,

"Do you know the adage?" Darjeeling also put down his teacup and said gracefully, word by word, "The victor of war is often the more ruthless side—"

"I don't know, who is it?"

"It's the words of some battlefield photographer who is sick."

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Arena, fire area –

Carrying her weight, she struggled to climb on the hill next to the road where she was ambushed, and while holding down the microphone attached to the headset that was still within the range of her tank's radio signal, she said, "Comrade Summera, can you help me transfer to the public channel?" ”

"Huh? Good. ”

After confirming the connection, Hui Lisha immediately shouted in a gloomy tone, "Guys of the weak school union, you guys have gone crazy for victory?" ”

Originally, Willisa didn't plan to call it that, after all, they also have strengths, but now Willisa is angry, and she doesn't let people have a good time? Obviously, I came to the chariot competition to play, but when did the game become so dirty?

"So, the battle lane is too naïve. Know such an adage? If you want to know the taste of pears, you have to pick them and eat them yourself. And true knowledge is all produced through direct experience—"

Maybe because of leaving the chariot, the signal was not very good, and Dressa also replied-

"Mao ○ Dong, to be honest, I don't like it. So what? ”

"The battle lane is just a pear painted on it." The other party said.

"Really? I thought that the chariot race and the battle lane were all drawn, but because they were drawn, they would never be. If you have to say, war is the real pear, and in that case, let me show you the war. Willisa said gloomily.

This catastrophic scene woke up a little bit of the battle in Huilisha's previous life that had long been sealed in the corner of her memory, compared to dealing with the white hair who casually reflected the attack, this was simply pediatric.

"See." Willisa pulled one of the grenades from the row of grenades that she had prepared to trap on her waist, pulled the bolt, and threw it at CV33, which was in the attack range!

Of course, it is an anti-tank grenade, which weighs quite a lot, because considering that the opponent has a light tank with fairly thick armor, such as the Renault R-35, so Willisa also specially received the RPG-43, which is not a bazooka, but an abbreviation for a hand-held anti-tank grenade.

The total weight of the real thing is 12kg, which is twice as much as a normal grenade, and after competitive weight reduction, there is still 900g left, which is not as good as anti-tank guns, iron fists, and RPGs (this time referring to bazookas), so it is not popular.

And the numerical penetration depth of 75 can be used to blow up some heavy tanks. Wairissa, who had hung a circle around her waist, rushed up the hill, already covered in sweat.

However, the numerical penetration is a grenade directly hitting the armor, or the moment of explosion still stays on the armor, Willisa is very confident in her weapon proficiency force 100, but she doesn't dare to hold it up, and it needs to rely on the aftermath to penetrate the chariot with a high-power weapon, so it is not excessive.

Although there are grenades similar to lollipops stuck to enemy chariots in war, it is forbidden to use them in competitions, because even if you lose weight and lose weight, there is no shrapnel, and there are many special effects similar to fireworks mixed in the explosion, but the explosion itself is still real and can kill and injure the human body.

In fact, in the actual combat of World War II, there were really cases of soldiers accidentally pulling the bolt of this "lollipop" and sticking it to themselves before throwing it out. Second, dance a striptease on the spot. None of them ended well.

(To be continued)