In the night, the Burmese army officer stood in the barracks with his hands behind his back, he puffed his stomach and pursed his lips.

In front of him was a camera, and behind him were tanks and armored vehicles driving out of the mountain road.

"Division commander, I heard that there are also tanks in Wa State, and some people even took pictures of Mengmao about tank training some time ago, is this true?"

The division commander glanced at him and turned away without saying a word.

Seeing this scene, the reporter continued to ask: "Division commander, if we say that we have won the battle on the Mengmao Plain, will you really drive the tank into Mengmao to fight street battles with the Wa troops who may hold on?" ”

This time, the division commander glared at him viciously and turned around again.

"Division commander, is it possible to hurt civilians like this?"

Touch!

The division commander snatched the microphone and slammed it on the ground, due to the excessive movement, the military hat was lifted off, and the Mediterranean hairstyle appeared in the camera.

He glared at the reporter and asked, "Are you Burmese?" ”

"We are fighting for this country, and you tell me that the enemy has the same equipment?"

"We're regaining lost ground for the country, and you're asking me if I'm going to fight in the streets?"

"It's really a street fight, I don't know how many of these people under my command are going to die in the county town in front of you, and you ask me if it's possible to hurt civilians?"

The division commander's lips trembled and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you......"

"I don't care if they have tanks or not, if they don't have to fight, if they have, they have to fight, because this is the military order that Lao Tzu received!"

"Whether we need to fight street battles is not up to me, if the enemy army can surrender immediately, of course we don't need to fight street fights, but if they don't surrender, let alone street fights, white-knuckle battles have to be fought, just because we are soldiers!"

"And what do you want to ask about civilians? Who do you want to think of us soldiers? ”

"You're the only one who the thinks about humanitarianism, right? I'm telling you, this uniform taught me only one thought, and that is to obey orders! ”

The reporter was scolded for being stupid, standing still and not knowing what to say, so he could only take out the uncrowned king and say: "We have the freedom to interview......"

"Guard!"

The division commander angrily poked his finger directly in the face: "I'll let you be free." ”

A group of heavily armed soldiers ran over and shouted: "Division commander! ”

"Come, send the reporter out of the mountains, send him to Mengmao to interview our enemy, and let this reporter ask our opponent why he must fight this battle!"

The reporter explained with a bitter face: "No, I didn't mean that......"

The division commander no longer listened to what he was saying, and immediately rushed over to the roaring tank, shouting: "Remember, go out of the mountain after dark, do you understand?" Others don't take your lives seriously, I have to take it seriously, everyone is raised by my mother's father! ”

"Division Commander ......"

Click!

Countless officers and soldiers raised the muzzle of the gun, pulled the bolt, and the black muzzle of the gun was suddenly pressed in front of the reporter, and he could only be forced to retreat backwards in front of the camera.

Eventually, the soldiers kicked the camera down, grabbed the photographer by the collar, and drove him out of the mountains.

At this second, the remnant sun fell, and there was no sunset in the sky.

At the turn of day and night, it was as if the world, which should have been completely separated, completely opened the barrier, and the entire sky showed the darkness of day and night.

When the night is about to fall......

Gala la la la la la la

The three tanks drove out of the valley side by side, heading straight for Mengmao and moving at full speed.

It was three T-72 Soviet-style main battle tanks, with a 'V' shaped bulletproof plate on the front armor plate of the hull, and a turntable automatic loader in the cabin, so the loader was eliminated, and the fighting compartment was arranged around the loader.

What's more interesting about the T-72 is that the top deck of the hull is tilted forward by 1°36', which increases the depression angle of the gun forward to -6°, and the depression angle is automatically raised by 3° when the gun is turned to the rear.

The main battle tank produced in the 70s of this tank was already very advanced at that time, and it even appeared in Li Banen, and the results were okay, and many vehicles were destroyed by Tao anti-tank missiles, anti-tank guns, artillery, and American-made cluster bombs launched by helicopters, well, the results were okay.

So why does the Burmese government still buy this tank, knowing that it has been eliminated by the times?

In fact, this is normal, they want to catch the line of the woolly bear, they have to pay a price, now you have to buy a luxury goods and have to match it, women want a bag and get back a bunch of dishes and chopsticks printed with luxury logos, not to mention tanks.

Fortunately, the forces of all parties on the battlefield in Southeast Asia are generally poor, the equipment is old, and everyone in the world knows that Mengneng has changed the master, and he has no strength, so he has the opportunity to make his debut.

"Boss!"

In Mengmao's office, Yang Rong stood in front of the window and pondered, and at this moment his subordinates reported: "Three tanks have come out of the mountain!" ”

"How much?"

Yang Rong turned his head fiercely.

The subordinates replied without changing the answer: "Three!" ”

"Your grandma's!"

Yang Rong gritted his back molars and scolded: "You didn't treat me as a person?" ”

Of course, he knew what the other side meant by sending only three tanks!

It's fishing.

If you dare to fight, I'm afraid that there will be no way to drill out of the ravines and ravines outside Mengmao County.

But if you don't dare to fight, then these three tanks will go straight in.

Yang Rong closed his eyes at that moment, and after thinking about it for a while, he continued: "Pass the order, when the enemy tanks are more than halfway through, let our tanks gather fire on one of them, and then the tanks will come out together!" ”

"Boss!"

Yang Rong's subordinates looked at him dumbfounded: "The other party only has three tanks, are we going to play all the cards in our hands?" ”

Yang Rong didn't even have a word of explanation, and reminded him: "Obey the order!" ”

There was silence in the office again, but a moment later, on the plain, there was a rumbling cannon!

Under the cover of night, three T-72 main battle tanks drove towards Mengmao County, which had no walls, when the moonlight opened the road, the roar of the tanks was like the shouting of thousands of troops, and the three tanks were like three generals wielding long knives on horseback, all the way bravely.

In the night wind, the tank hidden in the ravine was moving the muzzle of the most prominent tank among them, calculating the speed of the opponent's movement to make a good advance, and the soldier sitting in the tank shouted about twenty seconds after the enemy tank appeared in view: "Lock!" ”

Not a word of nonsense followed, and a shout came from inside the tank: "Put!" ”

Tong!

In the valley, which had been completely covered by darkness, a burst of fire suddenly erupted, and then a tank broke through all the camouflage and rushed out of the grass, although it was not fast, and it was a bit like a fat man with a snort when it started, but as long as a punch under this physique could be accurate, it was enough.

Swish!

After a flash of fire burst out along the muzzle of the IS-3 heavy tank, it flew towards the front edge of the nose tip of the enemy tank, and the enemy tank pierced out its head like a fierce pursuit of the landing point of a shell - boom!

The sound of the impact and explosion of the shell hitting the tank was mixed in one place, and the entire T-72 tank was blown up by this cannon like a turtle with a shrunken head, lying on the ground and shaking violently.

But that's not all!

Boom, boom!

In the mountains, two more shells were fired out in a row, and the other two antique-level IS-3s re-entered the battlefield with a posture out of the times.

The T-72 seemed to be hit by two more heavy punches in the jaw, and the flank of the main gun was hit, as if the wound that had just been torn open was strongly ripped open, causing the main gun to rise slightly; At this moment, another shell came from the other side, and the shell hit the gap between the main body of the tank and the barrel at a slight angle along the main gun muzzle, and plunged headlong into the distant mountain, and after a loud bang, a ball of fire rushed into the sky.

Since then, all five IS-3s have been unveiled!

The division commander of the Burmese army waved his arm vigorously in the mountains, took out the walkie-talkie and shouted: "All tanks are dispatched, all tanks are dispatched!" ”

Putting down the walkie-talkie, the division commander shouted with arrogance and confidence: "Before dawn, take down Mengmao!" (End of chapter)