The Taliban tank men under the valley didn't turn their heads for a moment.
At first, when they saw the shells falling on the hillside, they thought that maybe it was a misfire, and that the Americans often misfired the Allies on the battlefield, which was nothing new.
However, when they saw the raindrops of shells begin to cover the entire hill, the tanks were dumbfounded.
The T9O tank, the star equipment of the Soviet tank, had a 125-caliber smoothbore gun, and soon, the command commanded to reach each tank and shoot at the explosion point on the opposite hillside Cover shooting Tank crews sitting in the turret, you look at me, I look at you, everyone is like a dream.
The hillside is densely packed with their own people, and this is not a festival of slaughtering their own people "Command, I ask you to repeat the order once" "Aim at the opposite hill and shoot covering" "It's all our people there," the commander was so shocked that his jaw fell to the ground, and his long Arab beard trembled one after another, and his voice trembled in shock.
"Obey the order, I'll repeat the cover shot, cover shot," the commander on the radio roared like a rampaging lion.
The commander was not an Afghan, and the Taliban soldiers knew it, but they were all so afraid of him that they privately called him "The Wizard", and it was said that his voice and eyes had the ability to control people, and he would lose his mind by looking at or listening to a word.
Just like he roared on the radio just now, even through those invisible wave frequencies, he still felt his heart beating.
"Yes, obey orders" The T9O tanks began to join the ranks covered by artillery fire, and before they fired a single shot, they all seemed to hear the miserable screams of their accomplices on the hillside, and the whole hill seemed to be lit by fire, and the smoke covered every inch of the land, and it was impossible to see anything, and no one could survive in that purgatory-like environment.
"It's all over the people on the mountain, it's all over" The commander couldn't help but close his eyes.
"Look what that is," shouted the gun commander, with his eyes on the observation glass, "someone is rushing over." ” "What" the Taliban commander simply couldn't believe his ears, there were still people alive in this situation covered by artillery fire He leaned down on the commander's observation mirror and looked at it, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.
"It's the enemy, it's the damned enemy," he said, "why can't these guys be killed, how did they come to the valley so quickly" Of course, the commander did not know that under the fog of Lanstrlo, the entire squad was already lurking in the invisible air, passing by the armed Taliban soldiers who were searching for him, and quietly touched the foot of the mountain, but the sudden artillery fire disrupted their position, and they were forced to appear and charge.
"What do they want to do?"
said the commander, as he stared at the enemy who were charging and taking out the Taliban soldiers who stood in their way.
Soon, a flash of light crossed his mind.
"They want to grab the tank" The commander jumped up from his seat in shock, and slammed his head into the top armor of the cockpit, if he wasn't wearing a hood, he would have crashed into a bloody hole.
The commander of the command vehicle of "Attention of Vehicles" began to convey the order: "If the enemy wants to seize the tank, immediately intercept it with machine guns" The T9O tank has a 127 mm anti-aircraft machine gun on the right side of the top of the ball turret, and the magazine contains 500 bullets.
There are a total of 15 T9O, that is, 15 127-mm anti-aircraft machine guns, forming a crossfire, let alone a combat squad, even a regiment of infantry can only rush up as a live target "Kill Them" "These Yankees think they're Rambo" "Sweep them into meat sauce and make them cry and cry for their mother's help" On the radio, the Taliban soldiers in the T9O tank were all absolutely ignoring and contemptuous, except for surprise. 9o, this is not a turtle shell, this is a walking big killer.
All of them The fast-moving T9O turret was already bursting into flames, and immediately after, several T9O's fired one by one, and in the dark night, the fire nets brought out by the burning bullets looked dazzling in the night, and the intertwined fire nets were like the scene of a laser concert.
"There's a problem," Blackfish squinted at everything in the valley from the distant hills, "these tanks are going to be finished." ” "Why do you say that 15 tanks and 15 anti-aircraft machine guns can't stop these Moria people who only have assault rifles?"
"yes, I can't stop it.
I can't stop it.
Blackfish said, "If they can stop it, they won't be called Moria." ” "Dove."
The blackfish turned his mind and stared at the dove for a long time without speaking.
The dove was a little furious by the bird-like creature who opened and closed his eyes.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Oh" Blackfish seemed to wake up from a dream, "I'm thinking, the place covered by artillery fire should be set in the valley, and besides, all the rocket artillery mortars should be replaced with white phosphorus shells, how many are red, don't save shells, it is the key to kill Moria people." ” "What," the dove was stunned for a moment, "it's our people in the valley." ” "It's on the hillside too."
The black fish said expressionlessly: "But you haven't fired the same cannon."
"Those are just infantry, and in the valley are T9O tanks, which Mr.
Haines spent a lot of effort to get."
"There is an old saying in the Chinese that I appreciate that if a child can't trap a wolf, the risk is great, and the benefit is great."
Blackfish turned his attention to the valley, as if he had expected the dove to listen to him, and had no choice.
The commander of the T9O tank command vehicle saw a scene that made him unbelievable.
In the fire of the anti-aircraft machine guns, a black image and an explosive beast almost ignored all anti-aircraft machine gun bullets, and rushed towards the defense line of the tank with an unstoppable spirit.
The bullet is shot on this guy's body, and each bullet will explode a string of sparks, and the black shadow will be slightly blocked when it is impacted, and the degree will be reduced suddenly, and then it will immediately return to its original state.
"Sir, this guy can't kill us, our machine guns can't kill us," finally someone realized the problem, and an exclamation came from the tank's radio.
"They're not people" "Allah, this is the devil appearing" "Get back into the car, close the top door, and don't go out," the commander finally gave the right instruction after a moment of consternation.
But it's too late, it's really too late.
The Shadow had already rushed to the front of a T9O, and a tiger leap jumped onto the armor above the tracks.
The tankman who had no time to retract into the turret was grabbed by the collar with one hand by this guy and lifted it up like a chicken
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