Arc of Gunfire

Wang Zhong shouted to No. 67: "Hit that No. 170!"

Afraid that the tank could not see where No. 170 was, he pointed in the direction of No. 170.

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Tank No. 170, commander Hoffman temporarily changed the order: "The target is that big tank! Don't be afraid, the tanks of the Anters are all good, and we happen to be equipped with armor-piercing ammunition! Kill it!"

In order to carry out the order not to harm the horse, Hoffman ordered hand-loaded armor-piercing rounds to be loaded.

Although the armor-piercing bullet has an explosive charge, its fuze will not activate when it hits a person.

The root of this design is the experience summed up by the Prosin Empire during the Castilian Civil War and the Carolingian Campaign. Armor-piercing bullets should have the ability to penetrate some soft targets without detonating, so that they can penetrate through wooden houses. Class targets hit enemy armor hiding behind.

Therefore, a gunner with superb gunnery skills can naturally use armor-piercing bullets to accurately kill people on horses without damaging the horses.

Now, this armor-piercing bullet naturally assumes the task of sending the enemy's behemoth into the sky!

Hoffman was full of confidence. The moment the enemy fired first, he felt that he had won.

The shell hit the huge tank like lightning, leaving a trail of sparks on the gun mantlet.

The huge tank continued to move forward as if nothing had happened, and pointed its gun at Hoffman as it moved.

It fired directly!

Because it was fired while moving, the shot hit the ground directly.

But before Hoffman could breathe a sigh of relief, the shell bounced up and hit Tank No. 170.

Hoffman: "Quick-"

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Wang Zhong looked at the turret No. 170 flying into the sky and laughed.

This kind of ace car crew, if the tiger and leopard were replaced at the back, I don't know how many soldiers of our army would be killed.

At this time, three enemy tanks stopped and looked like they were about to shoot.

Wang Zhong immediately turned the horse's head and started to run!

When passing the No. 67 vehicle, he patted the roof of the tank turret and said a blessing.

Then he burst into the smoke.

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In car No. 67, the driver Ashka on the inside asked: "What is the count here for?"

Second Lieutenant Seryosha: "You don't understand, don't you? We were sent to carry out such a suicidal mission, so he came to the battle in person to show that he will live and die with us."

After saying this, Seryosha smiled: "The count probably doesn't know that we can't die at all."

The gunner also laughed: "I still think the enemy is not killed enough!"

Loader: "Armor-piercing bullet, okay!"

"Emergency stop!"

The tank braked, and the violent shaking caused everyone's heads to hit the armor. Even with anti-collision tank caps, the tank soldiers of the Ant Army were prone to bruises and swollen faces after driving for a day.

Seryozha: "Look for the target nearby! Just No. 171! Release it!"

The loud noise of the main gun firing shook everyone's ears, and the entire battle room was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Brass bullet casings clattered to the floor of the fighting room.

Through the commander's narrow field of vision, Seryosha saw No. 171 stop.

At this time, the enemy's counterattacks also followed one after another. All the enemies in the vehicle could hear the thump of the enemy's armor-piercing bullets hitting the armor.

Ashka shouted: "How enthusiastic!"

The driver had nothing to do at this time, so he fired up the directional machine gun and fired at the skirmisher line of infantry.

Seryosha: "Load high-explosive bombs! I feel like the enemy tanks don't need armor-piercing bombs! High-explosive bombs can also kill the surrounding infantry."

The loader pushed the high-explosive shell into the barrel and closed the breech with his backhand: "High-explosive shell, okay!"

Seryozha: "Turn the turret to the left six degrees, no, seven degrees! Release!"

Although the commander's observation hole was very small, Seryosha still saw the enemy tank being engulfed in flames, and the Plosin tank crew crawled out of the tank with a body of fire and fled in all directions.

"High-explosive is effective! Keep filling in high-explosive! Keep turning the turret left!"

"High explosive, okay!"

"put!"

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Schlieffen put down the telescope and asked the chief of staff eagerly: "What kind of tank is this?"

The chief of staff and several staff officers were flipping through the battlefield identification atlas issued by the staff department: "Wait a minute, we are looking for it!"

"Waste! Hurry up!"

After scolding the staff officer, Schlieffen picked up the telescope again.

The tank with tactical number 67 was parked on the road, and Schlieffen's most elite tank crews were called out one by one.

The armor of the Prosen tank was as if it didn't exist in front of that big pipe, killing every one it hit.

As for Proson's attack, hitting the enemy is like scratching an itch. It has no effect except sparks.

In an instant, half of the tank company was reduced to scrap metal, and the infantry were even worse. There was not even a bunker in the wilderness, and they were slaughtered wantonly by enemy machine guns.

Fortunately, the wheat in the wilderness was very high, so the infantrymen could disappear after lying down.

But Major Schlieffen was not happy at all. His armored troops could not lie in the grass!

Prosen's armor advantage was suddenly gone?

Why are there such tanks?

At this time, the chief of staff finally turned over a tank and shouted: "It's over! It's a Special 34 tank! The frontal armor is 60 mm!" (In real history, the German army always regarded KV1 as T34 from the beginning)

Shrifen: "Then it's a fucking sixty millimeter? How can a sixty millimeter block our armor-piercing bullets?"

Chief of Staff: "Wait a minute, here is a line of explanation: This type of tank uses sloped armor, and the equivalent thickness cannot be regarded as 60 mm when shot from a flat surface..."

Schlieffen was anxious: "What the hell should we do?"

"It's not written here. The General Staff has no information either..."

Shrifen cursed.

At this time, Major Franz suggested: "Release smoke to cover the remaining tanks to retreat, and let the infantry engage in close combat."

Shrifen thought about it and nodded: "This is the only way."

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Wang Zhong found that the other side began to release smoke.

There were only two tanks left in the attack, and all began to retreat.

And the enemy's infantry began to approach vehicle No. 67 under the cover of smoke.

I am not afraid of smoke, but Seryosha is not.

At this time, Wang Zhong suddenly had an idea. He rode Bucephalus to the front of the Boye manor building, which was the focus of Yegorov's defense.

"Egorov! Are there any enemy half-track vehicles intact?"

Egorov poked his head out: "There is one, what's wrong?"

Wang Zhong: "Find someone to bring the flamethrower seized yesterday, put on the enemy's breastplate, get on the half-track and follow me!"

Seven minutes later, a half-track vehicle was fully armed. On the vehicle sat a sergeant with a flamethrower, two corporals wearing armor and holding submachine guns, a private first class operating the front machine gun, and a second lieutenant from the baggage company driving.

Wang Zhong still rode a white horse, but he asked for a submachine gun, hung the bullet belt on the saddle, and glanced at the small unit.

"Follow me, and I will spray fire wherever my submachine gun is pointing." After a brief explanation, Wang Zhong galloped again.

Busifalas is indeed a good horse. He ran back and forth for one or two kilometers, but he only broke out a thin layer of sweat and was very energetic.

It carried Wang Zhong and rushed out of the village first. The half-track vehicle behind him had to work hard to catch up.

Wang Zhong galloped on his horse while looking at the bird's-eye view. He first passed through the smoke and came to the side of the No. 67 tank, patting the hatch.

Seryosha opened the hatch and came out: "The enemy released smoke, so cunning!"

Wang Zhong: "You retreat! I will set fire to the upwind direction with the infantry and burn them all to death!"

Seryosha smiled: "This is a good idea!"

As he spoke, the half-track also passed through the smoke, and Wang Zhong immediately ordered: "Turn to the upwind direction! Follow me!"

He turned his horse's head and kicked the horse's belly, and Busifalas ran lightly and elegantly.

Tank No. 67 started and backed into the smoke that had not yet dispersed behind. The half-track followed Wang Zhong to the upwind direction.

Wang Zhong galloped against the wind until he was about to run into the enemy's advancing scattered soldiers.

Then he picked up the submachine gun and started to splash water in the direction he was looking at. No matter whether he could hit it or not, the most important thing was to indicate the direction.

The half-track followed, and the machine gunner fired green tracer bullets in the same direction.

The flamethrower stood up and sprayed fire in the direction of the tracer bullet.

Wang Zhong: "Start, start! Burn as you go! No need to see the enemy!"

He could already hear the enemy's screams in the smoke.

Wang Zhong: "Burn them to death!"

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Major Franz put down the telescope, unable to bear to watch any more.

The grasslands in summer burn very quickly. Wildfires start from the upwind direction and soon sweep across the grasslands.

The troops staying in the grass are at risk of being burned to death.

He didn't bother to ask Schlieffen for instructions, and directly ordered his adjutant: "Send the signal flare, withdraw the troops! Also, have someone immediately open a firebreak in the grass, otherwise we will be burned to death."

Schlieffen: "I am the commander of the battle group!"

Major Franz turned to him: "Then, please give the order. If we don't retreat now, the troops will just become fertilizer for the grassland in the fire."

Major Schlieffen frowned and tensed for a second before ordering: "Withdraw the troops and open a buffer zone in the grass at the same time. Damn enemy, why didn't he set fire to the grassland yesterday?"

"Maybe he didn't have a flamethrower." Major Franz said, "Such a smart general can't fail to think of this."

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Wang Zhong returned to the village entrance, looked at the fire sweeping the grassland, and slapped his thigh: "Damn it, I should have set fire at night last night!"

There are so many fire attacks and night attacks in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and there are also night attacks and fire attacks. How could I forget it!

I failed in my duty as a Chinese!

Wu Hou, Wu Hou, I embarrassed you!

The others didn't know what he was thinking, and they were all cheering: "Ura!"

"Burn them to death!"

"This is so exciting!"

"Ura!"

The repeated "Ura" sounds made people feel that the soldiers' fighting spirit was even stronger than the flames sweeping across the grassland!