Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 977: Who designed the exotic tank?

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The rapid column of the 178th regiment successfully broke through the interception of US tanks and reversed into the enemy ’s attack front. In fact, this front does not have any trench work, but a firepower line composed of light and heavy weapons. Push it all the way, the Yankees are virtuous.

Even if you push all the way, the position needs to be occupied by infantry. In front of it is a tank company attacking the hill. Is there someone behind to stare? That is inevitable, Colonel Poehler of the Marine Corps is overseeing the war himself.

However, the tank company at the front was killed by the rapid column of the Volunteer Army, but the American infantry on the road and the hilltop could not help at all. They are thinking about how to get rid of the three IS-7s that were in front of them.

Looking at the 130-millimeter thick tube approaching his eyes, Colonel Puller, who went to the front line himself, also felt trembling. Had it not been for the US Marine Corps to be known for its bravery, it had long since retreated for the army ’s old soldiers.

"'Bazuka', call me 'Super Bazuka'." Colonel Puller ordered his heartbroken adjutant from behind, wearing a full-blown military uniform, he couldn't restrain the chill that kept rolling . Infantry hitting tanks has always been a problem, and ordinary guns are not easy to use.

Fortunately, praise the military industry of Great America. The infantry of the Marine Corps also has rocket launchers for individual soldiers. This allows ordinary infantry to regain confidence when facing the tank, so that they will not be able to fight back.

There are two types of Bazooka rocket launchers. The old version is only 60 mm in diameter, and the power is not even able to kill the T-34-85 tank. The "Super Bazuka" uses a 90mm warhead, and its armor breaking power is very good.

In response to Colonel Puller ’s urgent order, the infantry carrying the bazooka was rushed up. They divided into several teams to form a multi-layer firepower network, trying to ensure the destruction of the IS-7 rushing up. The US military is still stuck on both sides of the road, and it has enough firepower to prevent any enemy from passing in front of them.

Hurrying to the front line, the imposing IS-7 has already appeared in the field of vision, and the American infantry carrying the ‘Super Bazuka’ at the head ca n’t help but swallow the water. They held their breath with their breath and pulled the trigger.

The process is very simple, the rocket fired by the electric shock is ignited, flew out with a swish, and hit the target accurately.

Yeah, looking at the first group of anti-tank infantry had a good score of three hits, Colonel Puller who retreated 200 meters immediately cheered for his calm and calm command, "Yes, that's the way. Kill those Damn the tank. "

It was only the colonel who cheered, but the adjutant beside him couldn't help but remind: "Sir, those rockets did not explode."

Eh ... yes! Why not explode?

The colonel and the lieutenant looked at each other, and the lieutenant gave an awkward guess: "Maybe the low temperature made the rocket ineffective, we should play more shots."

What is the reason?

The Colonel raised his binoculars and looked again. The leading enemy tanks had already rushed past the first ‘Bazuka’ squad and killed all those brave soldiers with a machine gun.

The Marines on the second line of defense were not discouraged. They once again decisively leaned out of their respective hiding places, or stood or squatted, and attacked the enemy without fear.

Shoot ..., shoo ..., swoot ..., the rockets that flew out this time are more and denser, a few shots that did not hit the tank all exploded normally, but the one that hit the tank did not explode, but instead ... , Stuck on the tank.

God, what is the situation?

Killing and being killed are relative. The danger was imminent, Colonel Puller felt his heart tighten and his breath was not good, because the three undead tanks gave him a great visual impact. The adjutant had to forcefully take the colonel away to prevent him from being accidentally killed by stray bullets.

As the cat waist fled, the embarrassed colonel, Lord, was puzzled. He kept asking aloud: "Why? Why don't our rockets explode? This is not scientific! As long as there is another explosion, we won't have to escape."

Not to mention that the colonel feels unscientific, the Marines who launched "Super Bazuka" in front of them feel even more unscientific. They took great risks, paid their lives, and defended the dignity of the United States with a dauntless spirit.

But why does his mother-in-law rocket just not explode?

Not only do the rockets not explode, they also get stuck in the tank. It's really stuck ..., wait, not on the tank, but on the iron railing around the tank.

The American soldiers discovered that the three heavy tanks were surrounded by an iron railing with large gaps around them. There have been more than ten rockets fired in the past, mostly stuck in the gaps between these railings.

It's like an ancient horse-riding general who killed countless enemies but was unscathed. At most, there was a circle of arrows that didn't wear armor, and it was extremely powerful.

When you see that the enemy is heavily plugged with dozens of rockets, it ’s immortal. The American soldiers besieged and wondered why this happened? Shooting rockets across tens of meters is already the limit of their bravery, and it is impossible for them to risk their machine guns to throw explosive powder.

U.S. troops on both sides of the road were fleeed by IS-7 machine guns and secondary guns, causing heavy casualties. The fast column behind them also tried every means to push the wreckage of ‘Pershing’ out of the road and speed up to keep up. Colonel Pooler shouted helplessly, only retreating into the hills on both sides of the road, thinking of fighting the whole army again.

A clear hit is undead, which is the most detrimental to the morale of the army. It is actually very simple to say this in plain terms. This situation is very common in armored vehicles in later Middle East regions. In order to deal with the RPG rockets that are difficult to prevent in the city's public security battle, an iron railing will be welded around the vehicle.

The rocket's flight speed is slow, and the killing target relies on the metal jet formed by the explosion of the cone-shaped charge in the warhead. But now the warheads are stuck in the gap between the deliberately set iron railings, and they will not explode at all!

Even if a bullet hits the iron railing itself, it will at most blow up the railing, the metal jet is detonated in advance, and it will collapse if it does not reach the main armor. This is still no way to get the tank.

Zhou Qingfeng had long thought that he would face a close-range U.S. rocket, and he also prepared a removable iron railing. He moved left and right on the battlefield, and the US military killed with fierce fire stepped back. It was just mocking the enemy to take him.

The extremely depressed Colonel Puller could n’t run but could n’t beat, and was forced to lead his men back into the mountains. He also wanted to control the hills on both sides of the road to prevent the volunteers on the road from passing through, and even act as an artillery observation post to guide the howitzer company in the ancient soil.

"Do n’t be afraid, the main gun of the tank does n’t have an elevation angle, it ca n’t hit us climbing up the mountain." Colonel Puller slightly gathered his troops, and the result was very sad. He came out with more than a thousand people. As a result, he was now fragmented and cut by the enemy. There were countless deaths and injuries, and there were fewer than three hundred people following him.

And when the Colonel swears that there is still a chance to attack the tank, continuous shells are dropped from the air, and the crying father who will try to regain control of the road suddenly blows up.

Captain Puller really felt that God must not have blessed himself today. He was lying on the edge of a mountain, suffering from the pressure of shrapnel, and raised binoculars to see where the artillery shells came from.

Do n’t look at it, do n’t worry, it will distort the Colonel ’s nose, and the three enemies will shoot heavily. This terrible heavy tank is equipped with a super thick main gun, a flexible secondary gun, a creative iron railing, and a mortar that can be curved and attacked.

Who designed this daddy tank? Really super pitman!

Looking at the mortar shells flying out of the heavy tank turret, Colonel Puller had to retreat from the mountain ridge. Because if you don't retreat, the fast column that follows will teach him how to be a man with more powerful firepower?

"This is too shameful, too rogue, and too unreasonable. Who designed the wonderful tank?" Forced mortars and killed dozens of others, Colonel Puller was seriously injured. The sun is now the most glorious thing left, and the US military cannot fight after nightfall.

Looking at the U.S. forces that the enemy tanks did not retreat into the mountains at all, they ran directly into the ancient soil a few kilometers away. Colonel Puller realized that he was in trouble--there were only some left in the ancient soil Technical arms are almost empty nests.

It ’s over, and the ancient soil is bound to fall behind!