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How to destroy a Renault ft17? People with a little military common sense will definitely say that the track is broken, but the problem is that if on the battlefield, destroying the track of a tank will make the crew abandon the car and run away. In a non-war state, breaking the track is nothing but It puts a little more burden on the enemy, and a piece of crawler is too heavy, and it is impossible for a strong man with a big waist and a big waist to play.

So Fisher didn't hit the tracks. He chose to move his hands and feet in the car, extended his mind power, and opened Renault's armor plate. Then Fisher, like a nimble monkey, got into the car, without a trace. make any noise.

The interior of the Renault tank is actually very small, compared to the British Mark, the French St. Chamon, the 2c, and the a7v heavy assault that will appear later in Germany, like a boxing lightweight boxer standing next to Tyson, Fisher first I took out my em1 plasma rifle, sawed off the two operating levers that operated Renault, and then lightly welded the outside together, so although there seemed to be no difference, when the driver started the tank, then the operating lever It will be disconnected directly because of his action, and then Fisher will drill into the gunner's position, sights, smash, shells, this one doesn't need to be smashed, Fisher shoved all these 37mm high-explosive shells and shrapnel into his own. Warp took out the 37mm wooden cannonballs he had made by the women of the Ali tribe to fill the vacancy. These cannonballs were all painted with brass paint. Although they seemed to be very flawed, once a battle broke out, the gunners would not After careful inspection, the most curious thing is why the shells he took out were not only so light, but also wet, because the time in Fisher's own warp was stagnant, so the paint on these fake shells hadn't dried yet!

After finishing the artillery, Fischer drilled into another machine gun armored vehicle, the mg08 Maxim, this thing is a rare thing in later generations, and it was produced by the original German factory in World War I, take it away, and then go home and build it again. a museum!

In short, when Fisher slipped back into the tent, the Ottomans’ armored vehicles had become armored toys, and they could be activated when they were activated, but there was bound to be a problem, and the guns and guns didn’t even matter. Fisher had already thought, The moment the Arab guerrillas attacked tomorrow, Ottoman's popular jumping feet.

As for why not to destroy these things, because tanks are considered a rarity at this time, when the Mark tank first appeared on the battlefield, it surprised Germany, so later I tried every means to get a lot of British tanks back. Draw an iron cross for your own troops (these captured Mark tanks were also taken out of the museum by the Germans during the Battle of Berlin, and then flooded by the Soviet Red Army with heavy artillery)

So if he can seize it, he will seize it. Fisher also expects that after taking the Ottoman stronghold, he will repair the tank and use it to deal with the armored train!

"Brother, your car is fueled!" The Ottoman soldier who was standing guard when he entered the door opened the curtain and whispered.

"Oh, thank you!" Fisher, who was wrapped in a headscarf, nodded and was about to go out. As a result, the soldier saw the untouched can on the table and reached out to pull Fisher.

"Brother, take your food with you!" The sentinel grabbed Fisher's turban and pulled it down.

"Gan!" After the two looked at each other for a second, Fisher's heavy fist slammed into each other's head with a lingering sound of wind.

Picking up the fainted sentinel and throwing it on the camp bed, Fisher left the armor repair yard without looking back.

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"Zara, right!" Fisher, who was standing on the machine gun position of the kft reconnaissance vehicle, just finished speaking when a grenade fired by the Ottomans wiped the edge of the reconnaissance vehicle and flew to the rear.

"Turn into the alley! Don't give them a chance to aim!" Mark Qin threw down several Ottoman soldiers, and then Fisher flicked his left hand, and seven or eight bullets shot from the rear fell to the ground out of thin air. , in the chaotic battlefield environment, no one noticed this situation at all.

Several Ottoman cavalrymen who mounted to chase Fisher had just rushed over the corner, and encountered several other Arab cavalrymen. Just as the two sides were about to encounter each other, the Arab soldiers took up the Louis light machine gun mounted on the horseback.

The entire Ottoman fortress was filled with smoke and smoke. Relying on Fisher's reconnaissance route, the Arab guerrillas who arrived in the early morning took advantage of the sandstorm that blew into the Ottoman fortress. When the Ottoman officers understood what had happened, the Arabs The machete has already slashed.

So the leaderless Ottoman soldiers and Arabs fought together in the streets of the fortress, but the result was obvious, the Ottoman army without command could only fight on their own.

Two Ottoman soldiers had just picked up the knocked-down Maxim machine gun, and then an Arab cavalry passed by, leaving only a smoky grenade.

Once the Ottoman soldiers retreated into the barracks and tried to resist, the Arabs would drop burning cow dung, and the billowing smoke would guide the infantry artillery that Fisher had painstakingly brought up on the hillside. There were even Arabs. The cavalry was more direct, throwing out the grappling hook, hooking it on the wall, and pulling the house down.

Explosions, gunshots, and fierce shouts of killing were intertwined, and they were heard far and wide in the desert.

"Why haven't the armored troops arrived yet? They should have arrived at this time!" The remaining Ottoman soldiers could not wait to rush those unreliable friendly forces, but unfortunately, they couldn't do it, because their friendly forces were already full. Surrender.

The Ottoman armored troops who were going to rush to reinforcements were already stupid. The driver pulled the operating lever, but the operating lever broke. The gunner picked up the cannonball and found that the cannonball was also lost. And the accelerator pedal was missing. When they were about to walk over to support the friendly army in a mess, a group of Arab cavalry emerged from behind their buttocks, and the commander immediately dropped their weapons, fighting? How do you fight cavalry on the plains without a machine gun? Take a bolt action rifle?

Half an hour after the raid was launched, the last remaining Ottoman army was bombed into the sky by a group of Arab soldiers with anti-war artillery and bunkers. Now, this fortress belongs to Fisher!

"Ali, where is the pigeon I want, I didn't kill it!" Before the car stopped, a beautiful harrier rolled over and jumped out of the car. Fisher looked at Ali with a dark face, who was in his arms. Holding a cooing Ottoman pigeon.

"I'm here, you don't know, the pigeon cage was almost caught by a grenade, but fortunately I responded in time!" Ali smiled and touched the cooing pigeon and handed it to Fisher.

"Then what, after you use up, these pigeons will not be used anymore!"

"Do you really want to eat this??"

"No, I'll take it back to the tribe and play with it!"

"Come on, you're just a lot of shit, go and put all the cannons that can be used, and have the explosives been arranged? If you don't have anything to do, go and repair those houses near the railway. We will have to rely on this later. Come to the Wolf King!"

"Yes! Go right away!"