Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 953: Trap

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M26 ‘Pershing’, a tank that is out of season. When it was produced, World War II was all over, and its original target of war had reached its end. It was difficult to get to the North Korean battlefield, and soon found that he was not very suitable for the rugged mountains of North Korea.

However, the "Pershing" artillery is thick and maneuverable, and it is also difficult for the volunteers to deal with enemy equipment. When this thing rumbling out, the volunteer soldiers responsible for enticing the enemy were all tense.

Because the terrain is flat, the temporary patchwork battalion does not dare to be too close, and the main force is located one kilometer away from the US military airport. A small number of reconnaissance personnel approached within two to three hundred meters and used a walkie-talkie to send back to the enemy. The mortar in the rear will hit the flares to indicate the target.

U.S. tanks attacked with two pincers. The leading ‘gray dog’ was fast, and the four wheels turned. The 37mm artillery equipped with it fired nonstop, trying to find out the enemies.

The "Pershing" in the rear also fired several cannons from time to time. The dazzling bullet marks of the shells left a strong visual impact in the human eye.

The grenade exploded a bunch of mud flowers on the ground, and the soldiers near the impact point had to bury their heads in bitterness. Because the radio kept sending instructions from the superiors-wait for the enemy to come up, and don't act lightly.

A grey dog ​​rushed forward and finally touched the defense line set up by the special battalion. The eight-ton car body suddenly burst out violently and was swallowed by a burst of fire on the ground. This sudden explosion attracted the attention of the U.S. military, and even the chief of staff of Holmes who was staying at the airport was paying attention.

"Where is the enemy?" Your Chief of Staff asked after holding the binoculars behind the position. He also held a howitzer company. A 105-caliber shell was enough to destroy any opponent who dared to appear in front of him.

The regiment officers followed, holding binoculars to observe, "It seems to be anti-tank mines or explosives buried on the ground."

"It seems that our opponent is very cunning and ordered the tank detachment to leave the road. It is impossible for anti-tank mines to be buried everywhere." Your Chief of Staff ordered.

At this moment, the two tank rows attacked by the pincers are focused on the ‘Grey Dog’ that has just exploded. The infantry that followed them was getting off the car, because they had probably touched a temporary line of defense against the enemy—a dirt road beside the farmland.

"Open fire and kill those yellow monkeys."

"Stop moving, the enemy is two hundred meters away."

"Let the yellow monkeys on the tank have no weapons to deal with them."

"Let‘ Grey Dog ’detour to beat the native ass.”

The temptations of both sides finally ended, and the exchange of fire began on the front line hundreds of meters wide in an instant. But in the messy environment where the guns were sounding, Zhou Qingfeng hiding in the dark waited for the command he wanted-hands on, the soldiers had already attracted the attention of the enemy.

Zhou Qingfeng is already ready, the M1 76mm tank gun he controls is facing the side of a Pershing. Stepping on the launch pedal with one foot, it was an armor-piercing projectile that flew out of the cannon.

The backside of any tank is a weak zone, and ‘Pershing’ is only **** the front. The side armor is only a few tens of millimeters. It is easily penetrated by the cap armor-piercing projectile into the target ’s hull, wreaking havoc inside it.

Hot shells left a clear trajectory in the night sky, especially when it blasted off a Pershing armor, the chief of staff of Holmes, who was watching behind him, immediately woke up, "Oh ... **** it! It ’s a trap, the enemy has anti-tank guns. "

The regiment officer at the side immediately turned his attention to the spot where the bullet marks appeared. He grabbed the wired telephone on his hand, contacted the howitzer company of the airport, and ordered: "Immediately shot the woods about a kilometer north of the airport. , Where there are enemy artillery ambushes. "

The busy howitzer hurriedly shifted the muzzle to estimate the shooting elements, and just before they were calibrated, the second armor-piercing projectile also exploded out of the gun barrel, and another "Pershing" was hit and Martyred.

The martyr ’s tank ignited and became the best light source at night. Other tanks also realized that they were not safe, and quickly turned their muzzles to find their opponents who attacked them in the dark.

Even the ‘gray dog’ armored vehicles running around felt threatened, but instead of flinching, they rushed up to bite, directly hitting the defense line laid by the special camp, trying to use their speed advantage to achieve a breakthrough.

The Zhou Qingfeng with two shots is shifting positions. The enemy responded quickly. The small bush he had just stayed on had been set on fire. It was also a flare bomb, a grenade, and a Pershing armor-piercing shell. With ‘Sherman’, who is not very reliable, he will be finished if he is hit.

And just as the attention of the US tank squadron moved to Zhou Qingfeng again, the special battalion that had been fighting with the enemy finally began to show power.

An old man who was previously suspected of combat effectiveness by Zhou Qingfeng is playing with a US M1 mortar. His eyes are put on the mortar ’s sight. After fine-tuning the muzzle, he said: "Six shots of rapid fire, knock them out first Leading iron guy. Can't let that Zhou Xiaozi look down on us. "

One hundred and seventy-millimeter shells were poured into the gun barrel, and they were quickly sprayed out. Every time he hits, the old man fine-tunes one or two in the sight to ensure that the shot points are consistent. After six rounds, it flew over hundreds of meters and landed in the middle of the enemy's tank.

A Pershing is aiming sideways with its turret tilted, and the muzzle is the M4 driven by Zhou Qingfeng. Its captain has found the target and is directing the gunner to fire. However, just as this "Pershing" tried to kill Zhou Qingfeng, one round of shells fell next to its body.

The blasting sand formed a cloud of smoke, both the captain and the gunner were scolding and could not see the outside. Just when the captain yelled the driver "back 20 meters", a mortar shell came down from the sky, hitting the top of the fragile turret and pouring in.

The violent martyrdom appeared again on the battlefield, and the lead ammunition rack was detonated. The American infantry who followed the tank were injured by flying shrapnel and flames, and fell several times in an instant.

The task battalion brought six large-caliber mortars, all of which were controlled by experienced veterans, and the regiment ’s knowledge of driving specifically drove them and artillery everywhere. Now these artillery are staring at American tanks. They can't penetrate the enemy's armor in the front. You can still try it.

Each vehicle carries hundreds of shells, and the firepower continuity is much stronger than that of manpower. Seeing that they can really destroy the enemy's tanks, all the artillery units are pushing hard into the gun barrels.

Looking at the shells exploding on the battlefield, the chief of the Holmes chief of staff was frightened. However, he could not order the tank unit to retreat at this time. At this time, the retreat would only be passively beaten, and he could only devote himself to continue to invest his troops.

"Introduce two more tank platoons and attack the enemy's flanks from the west. Order the howitzer company not to limit the ammunition and hit me all the shells to the yellow monkey positions. And ..., contact me immediately The remaining regiments in Yunshan City are troops, and we hope that they can attack from the side. "

Your chief of staff is a little anxious. I thought it was only the enemy ’s attack, but I knew it was a trap waiting for him. The opponent actually killed several of his tanks in a row. The only thing you can count on now is to eat this enemy force at a price.

But who is eating now?

Withdrawing two hundred meters of Zhou Qingfeng, but once again stabilized his turret, facing the already heated battlefield, he locked a "gray dog" that was crushing the special camp position, sneered and said: "Now just No one bothers me with black guns. "

Boom ..., the sound of gunfire is booming!