Automotive Black Technology Chapter 523: : The Defense of Arab Cunzan (Four updates with 10,000 words, please subscribe!)
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After Colonel Moken gave the order, the entire formation quickly deployed into a battle formation. The infantrymen who were originally sitting on the tank also jumped off the vehicle and quickly moved forward in units of ten to prevent the opponent from using RPG to destroy the tank.
But just as they were gathering and before they could gain a firm foothold, a hail of bullets came pouring out.
The soup is hot!
With the dull sound of a .50 machine gun, the two groups of Fanshiche soldiers in front of the battle formation were instantly torn apart by bullets!
But this is just the beginning.
Forty pickup trucks equipped with machine guns paid no attention to the tanks. The entire convoy seemed to have rushed into a creek of boulders, branching out to surround the array of Van Hetsch's armored troops, and launched a unilateral massacre of the infantry who were still in a state of ignorance!
40 .50 rifles, plus four soldiers armed with submachine guns mounted on the bed of the pickup truck, formed forty high-speed moving firepower points!
The few infantrymen were instantly knocked down like wheat under hail.
Seeing this scene, Mo Ken took off the sunglasses that never left his face, and his eyes were about to burst.
"Quick! Destroy these **** cars for me!"
In fact, he didn't need to say anything, the tanks had already opened fire. But there is no way, these pickup trucks are too fast! At such a close range, the turrets of these old tanks can't even keep up with the speed of the car!
In this round of confrontation alone, the infantrymen who came with the armored forces had already suffered heavy casualties!
The terrain is too empty, and there is not even a decent bunker in the Gobi. After leaving more than seventy corpses behind, the remaining soldiers could only flee in a hurry and hide behind the tanks to save their lives.
"Idiot! Don't hide behind the tank, infantry! Charge forward, charge forward!
Don't stop, keep moving forward, don't let them become their target! idiot! Don't use main guns and heading machine guns, use anti-aircraft machine guns! ”
Thud, tug, tug, tug!
Following his order, the gun loaders of each tank opened the hatches one after another, operated the heading machine guns installed on the top of the tanks, and started shooting at the pickup trucks.
I have to say that Moken’s command was correct. Under the simultaneous firing of sixty tanks, the pickup truck was immediately suppressed, and many shooters on the pickup truck were killed by anti-aircraft machine guns.
But! However, the pickup truck that was hit did not stop, but quickly distanced itself from the tank with its speed.
In the midst of this intertwined movement of machine guns, the second batch of pickup trucks is in place! At this time, the tanks were all aiming at the pickup trucks harvesting the infantry. They saw the second convoy approaching quickly from the side and had no time to react.
It wasn’t until the unique sound of rocket warheads piercing the air that the commander of the vehicle exclaimed, “Three o’clock, RPG!!!”
Before the exclamation ended, a loud noise came from the radio stations of each vehicle, followed by a scream - the tank that had just issued the alarm had been destroyed!
From the lookout, Colonel Moken saw a large number of soldiers holding RPGs on the backs of pickup trucks, aiming at his armored units. At this time, his heart was turned upside down.
"Quick! Quick! Put the target on those trucks carrying rocket soldiers! Don't let them get close! Destroy them! Destroy them!"
"Colonel, there are too many targets!"
"Damn it! I was hit, I was hit!"
"Car No. 15, what are you doing? Get out of my shooting range quickly! You're blocking me!"
"Car No. 3, watch your right side! RPG!!!"
"Ah!!! Car No. 3 was hit! They are finished!"
Listening to the wailing from the radio, Colonel Moken hammered the lookout and shouted: "Don't panic! They don't have many RPGs, and their shooting is not accurate! Don't get together, Get moving, don’t let them succeed so easily! Spread out and find your targets to destroy them one by one!”
"But Colonel, if we spread out, our infantry will have no cover!"
Listening to the reminder from the commander of the No. 22 car, Colonel Moken gritted his teeth, "These infantry have been suppressed and can no longer protect us. What's the use of them? They are now Became a burden! Follow my orders, spread out and move to the rear to meet up with the infantry behind!"
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Seeing that the cars did not carry out the order, Moken shouted again: "Don't you want to go home alive? Don't you want to die here!"
"Yes! Received!"
"Received! Disperse!"
As each vehicle increased its horsepower and maneuvered quickly, the Vatican infantry let out a burst of exclamations! Even if the tank's speed is only fifty kilometers per hour, it is still much faster than human legs. Being abandoned by the tank meant that they were exposed to the firing range of the pickup truck and faced the fate of being massacred in minutes!
In the midst of hard pursuit and wailing, these infantrymen ushered in the end of their lives.
But this war is still going on!
After the first round of attacks, the pickup truck troops relied on their maneuverability and flexibility to successfully destroy five tanks and more than 200 infantrymen.
Seeing the tank fleeing eastward, the convoy immediately adjusted its direction and pursued it.
How can a tank with a speed of 50km/h outrun a pickup truck with a speed of 100km/h?
Although the distance between the tanks is wide, they cannot withstand the high maneuverability of the pickup truck! After adjusting the direction, the pickup trucks immediately formed a group of three, ignoring the tanks in front, and fiercely bit the tanks of the Van Armored Corps that were lagging behind, forming a situation where more were fighting against fewer. Although there is no artillery, the RPG's accuracy is limited when moving at high speed, but in this situation, the pickup truck has a numerical advantage!
A group of three pickup trucks relied on flexible operations to avoid tank fire while continuously firing rockets.
The explosion after the shelling, the sound of rockets piercing the air, and the sound of machine gun shooting merged into a tragic symphony on the Arab Cunzan Desert.
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In just over half an hour, Moken discovered that only half of the armored force that originally had 60 tanks survived! But those **** pickup trucks are still surrounding the troops like flies, constantly shooting at their own troops.
"Each vehicle reports its results. How many targets did you eliminate?"
"Report to the colonel, they are too fast and agile! I only destroyed one!"
"My loader was killed! No one operated the directional machine gun and the target was not destroyed!"
"I destroyed two! Ahhh! I was hit! Ah!"
"Hold on a little longer! According to the estimated distance, we will meet our infantry unit soon!" Moken gritted his teeth and roared in a low voice.
"Useless colonel! Even if our infantry arrives, they will still be massacred by their vehicle-mounted machine guns! It's too empty here! I finally know why they didn't set up defenses before. They were just waiting for us to arrive. In the desert in front of Arab Cunzan! They are just waiting for us to jump into their trap! Colonel, I can't stand it anymore! I want to surrender, I want to live!"
"I also want to surrender!"
"I also want to surrender!"
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Half an hour later.
When the follow-up infantry of the Fanshiche Army arrived, they found that what greeted them was not the conquered city, but white flags hanging on the roofs of their own tanks.
And more than 70 pickup trucks with machine guns mounted on them, charging towards them...