Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 967: Start slaughter

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War is not only about fighting for equipment and morale, but more about making fewer mistakes than anyone else. People will make mistakes, and the complex battlefield environment will magnify tiny mistakes indefinitely. During the Battle of Changjin Lake, both sides of the battle committed countless errors, large and small.

When the Volunteer Army tried to encircle and destroy the 1st Marine Warfare Division, its 60th Division ’s mission was to intercept the enemy ’s road to the south and escape to the north. Its three regiments were stuck on the hills on both sides of the road north of Gutuli. Passively wait for the enemy to hit the door. The Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon is one of them.

And in order to get through this road, the U.S. military in Gutu organized a reinforcement of about 1,000 people. Because the commander is Lieutenant Colonel Driesdale of the 41st Division of the British Army, this support force is also called ‘Driesdale Detachment’.

This is a fairly powerful detachment, with nearly thirty tanks, more than 140 vehicles, and a lot of aviation and artillery support. When it launched an attack on the north, it had a fierce exchange of fire with the three regiments of the 60th Division. This detachment is quite confident to break through.

To be honest, both sides are a bit silly!

And now it ’s dying, because the butterfly Zhou Qingfeng **** its wings, the infantry of the ‘Dresdell’ detachment set off one day earlier. Immediately after he disturbed the U.S. military position in Gutoli, some of the armored vehicles and infantry attached to this detachment were behind his buttocks.

In order to stop this detachment from strengthening the 1st Marine Division in the encircling circle, the 60th Division of the Volunteer Army paid a considerable price. After all, tanks are not so easy to deal with, the US Marine Corps is still very combative.

In the early morning of the 30th, because of the anger of Colonel Puller, the US military commander of Guturi, the armored detachment attached to the 'Drysdale Detachment' was asked to leave immediately to catch up with the volunteers. The infantry detachment came to kill the fateful night attackers.

This armored unit includes 17 tanks, more than 50 armored vehicles and trucks, and more than 300 accompanied by infantry, which is equivalent to a powerful armored battalion. Now, when the temporary armored battalion is running along with Zhou Qingfeng, it hits the ‘Telephone baby’ who came to rescue it.

IS-7, ‘Stalin’ ’s last swan song, is also the most powerful. After the continuous strengthening of Zhou Qingfeng's boldness and money, it has become a Tyrannosaurus first-level presence on land.

However, due to several prominent radio antennas erected on the round turret, ‘IS-7’ was nicknamed ‘Telephone Baby’ by Zhou Qingfeng. However, this baby's temper is not so good!

Seeing his trump card appearing on the battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng, panting, hurriedly ran the first few steps. The hatch of the ‘IS-7’ turret was also opened, and the platoon deputy responsible for staying protruded and shouted, “platoon leader, I can find you!”

“Do n’t say anything, I ’m chasing Yankee ’s tank behind my buttocks.” The Zhou Qingfeng, who was already so soft-footed, was pulled into the turret, and when he was emboldened, he immediately scolded: “Grandma bears, put Laozi The chase is to die or to live, I have to avenge this revenge. "

The enhanced ‘IS-7’ has facilities added for the severe cold weather. The platoon deputy looked at Zhou Qingfeng's and knew that he was tired and hungry, and quickly handed him hot water and food.

Heating was turned on inside the tank. The Zhou Qingfeng who sat in the position of the captain did not wait for his breath. While eating and drinking, he leaned in front of the captain ’s peripheral mirror to observe, and asked the deputy: "How many people did you bring?" ? "

"Just this car." The deputy smiled awkwardly.

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng stunned.

The deputy platoon explained: "The platoon leader, you have stolen too little diesel, I filled each tank with a barrel, and hurriedly came out to save you. I defy the military order for this matter, You will be criticized when you go back. "

"Dry, just one car, I ’m still afraid of it? As long as you can defeat the enemy, criticism will become a reward." Zhou Qingfeng's's eyes looked around in the mirror, and he found that the white mist in the morning was more comparable Thick, will not be able to spread out in a short time.

"There is fog, the artillery observers behind the enemy cannot see us, and the line of sight is limited to three or four hundred meters. It is just a tank battle. I want to kill it without leaving a piece of armor!"

Even after eating a few boxes of canned food, Zhou Qingfeng's's courage followed. He viciously ordered: "Leave the road, the infrared night vision is turned on at full power, and the enemy is directly in front of us."

Although the old infrared night vision device has a detection distance of five or six hundred meters, infrared rays can penetrate rain and fog, and can also be used during the day. Moreover, the Zhou Qingfeng is willing to spend money, the caliber and power of the night vision device attached to its tank are particularly large, and the field of view is extremely wide.

With the Zhou Qingfeng's command, more than sixty tons of steel monsters began to deflect the car body. This obviously powerful Tyrannosaurus resigned to the side of the road extremely vainly. Its 130mm caliber main gun was directly in front of the road, waiting for its prey to be caught.

"Six rounds of sub-caliber armor-piercing ammunition for me on the bomber ’s rack." Zhou Qingfeng commanded the meat jerky, and the loader in the car immediately put six rounds of pointed warheads on the semi-automatic loader. Shells.

"Fire control turned on, and a target was found in front of it. Ranging, five hundred and fifty meters, crosswind four." Zhou Qingfeng began to indicate the target to the platoon deputy who served as the gunner. In his periscope, American tanks have appeared continuously.

Dresdell ’s armored teams are still driving very carefully, not fast. After all, not long ago they just lost a Pershing. The infantry who got out of the car protected the wings of the tank and moved forward with extreme caution.

Waiting for the appearance of six obvious tank outlines in the white fog, Zhou Qingfeng shouted unkindly: "First hit the last one to break their back path, then shoot forward in turn, and fire!"

Boom ..., the 130-millimeter main gun gave a roaring sky roar, and the violent firepower sprayed out like a sabre killing a chicken. In the blazing flames, the sub-caliber armor-piercing projectile flew over a distance of five or six hundred meters in an instant, hitting the sixth in the queue of US tanks.

This is also a ‘Pershing’. Although it is no longer the world ’s most advanced tank, its performance is not to be underestimated. The US military had carefully built it and had high hopes. In front of its ninety-millimeter main gun and more than one hundred millimeter main armor, the infantry of the Volunteer Army broke the head without breaking the head.

However, all this became **** in front of the 130mm caliber gun. When a shot hit, Pershing ’s armor was as fragile as a piece of paper. The armor-piercing warhead easily penetrated its front main armor, shattered the gearbox into the body of the car, and the cracked fragments instantly hanged the occupants in the car.

The advancing warhead seemed to be unimpeded. It penetrated the car to kill the occupants and then entered the engine at the rear of the tank, which instantly ended the surging output and burst the engine.

Although there was no martyrdom, the power of this shell was extremely amazing. The hit "Pershing" became a pile of scrap iron on the spot, and the US infantry on both sides watched it as it was hit hard in the loud noise, emitting black smoke.

The main gun of IS-7 roared. After the first launch, another shot was sent into the gun chamber by the loader. Everything seemed extremely fast. The turret turned slightly, followed by the gun body again in the back seat, the continuous loud noise accompanied by the impact of steel and the cry of death.

The sixth car "Pershing" was hit, then the fifth car went up to heaven, and the fourth car finished with it. The third captain turned his head and watched his companions explode, and he also had a fatal blow in a horrified and desperate yell.

The first two tanks ca n’t retreat, ca n’t dodge, and ca n’t even fight back. Their captain only heard roar from the front, but he didn't even know where his opponent was.

After six quick and efficient shots, the accompanying infantry lying down on both sides of the road found that they were surrounded by various shrapnel and twisted parts. Steel coffin.

And the massacre has just begun!