The T6 had an automatic loader inside, and a second reload was performed shortly after one round, followed by another round of shelling at Curtis's building.
Although the gunner and commander of the T6 had no idea where Curtiss was hiding in the building, the building was only that big, and it was old and in disrepair, and it was already crumbling, and now after being bombarded by two 125mm smoothbore guns, the weighing beam of the main body had long been finished, and the roof of the entire house began to collapse from one side, like a building that had been demolished by blasting.
Soon, two-thirds of the main body of the building collapsed to the ground, and a good building was reduced to rubble under the powerful 125-mm smoothbore artillery shelling, kicking up a thick cloud of smoke and dust that covered the entire place, making it impossible to see inside.
"Curtis" Long Yun shouted loudly into the radio, hoping to hear Curtis's reply, "Curtis, please answer me when you hear it, how is your situation" More than ten seconds passed, there was silence on the radio, there was no response, and Long Yun felt an ominous omen rise in his heart.
"I'll go back and see" Lanstrow, who had a better relationship with Curtiss and Michelle, saw that his best friend's life and death were unknown, and desperately wanted to run back to the building to see how it was.
As soon as he had taken a few steps, the situation of the paratrooper unit on the opposite side began to fire cheerfully, and the first person to shoot used tracer rounds, which was a machine gun specially responsible for indicating targets, and soon other light and heavy weapons were also rained down on the place where Lanstrand was, and he was beaten to the ground without daring to rise.
"You guys killed garbage these days, I'll kill you all when I come back" Lanstrlo's face was covered in gravel and dust, the wall where he was hiding was broken by bullets, and some of the bricks that fell fell fell on his body and steel helmet, fortunately he was wearing stealth armor and bulletproof helmet, which was not very troublesome, but it was depressing on his head.
He quietly unleashed the "Fog Shadow", waited for the gunfire to pause slightly, flashed out of his hideout, and ran towards the sniper position where Curtiss and Michelle were staying in the distance.
Should you blow up your talent?
Countless thoughts flashed in Long Yun's heart in an instant, it had reached a critical juncture, if he was now combined with Haila, with the help of this girl's underworld power, I am afraid that he would be able to easily kill the more than 100 Russian troops in front of him.
It's just that in this way, with Gege's vicious eyes, I'm afraid I'm going to cause trouble again.
In the current team, the only ones who have the strength to do all the Russian paratroopers in just ten or eight minutes are themselves and Fenrir, either by themselves or by Fenrir.
However, no matter who it is, I am afraid that the consequences will not be good, especially Fenrir, once exposed, the consequences will be unimaginable.
What's more, Fenrir stayed with Fan Jian, Michelle, and Curtis just now, and now he doesn't know life or death.
For that guy, Long Yun didn't know whether the T64's 125 smoothbore gun would work for him, but one thing was certain, if he was one of the Seven Great Sect Masters, then the threat of the smoothbore gun of this main battle tank was simply a drizzle for him, the original Favinir, that damn red dragon was directly hit by the terrifying B82 thermobaric bomb, and it didn't completely die in the end, as Fenrir whose strength was above Favinir, I'm afraid it didn't matter at all.
Long Yun was very irritable in his heart, he didn't expect that these paratroopers would come over with T64 main station tanks to trade, and now they are entangled here, and the time has been delayed a lot, I am afraid that the reinforcements are getting closer and closer, and the consequence of not solving the battle quickly is that the mission will fail.
Thundered Taking advantage of the fact that Curtis's hideout was blown into ruins, Yuri finally seized the opportunity to escape, and for an excellent top middleman who has been mixed in black and white for many years, the greatest ability is to be good at seizing opportunities.
Now that the enemy snipers have been killed, there is no better chance of escape.
He slammed the accelerator to the floor, and the driving wheels of the Ural truck began to spin wildly, stirring up mud in all directions.
After a thick puff of black diesel smoke from the exhaust pipe, the truck finally turned around and began to flee for its life in the direction Nikolai had specified.
"Long Yun, the truck is going to run," Julia couldn't help but remind.
"I know I know" Long Yun interrupted Julia irritably, "Sailor, you help me attract firepower, I'm going to go over and take out their tanks" "What" Gege was taken aback, "the tank is surrounded by their paratroopers, you used to be swept into a hornet's nest" "It's okay, don't forget, I killed a regiment alone in Afghanistan, and it's still the kind of pursuit."
Long Yun has now completely let go, regardless of whether he doubts it or not, anyway, his identity is now confusing, the people of the Presbyterian Council can't understand it at all, many people think that he is Charlemagne's illegitimate son, since this is the case, it is better to simply use this disguise, Old Habs has always favored him, and it is expected that without his consent, no one in the Presbyterian Council will dare to hunt down him, including the Ross family.
Hela appeared, and she sat on top of the ruined rubble, staring at Long Yun quietly with big black eyes, holding the endless wave candy in her hand forever, and a weird smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
"Need my help" her smile was completely innocent, yet so hair-wrenching.
"Yes," Long Yun gritted his teeth.
Black smoke began to emerge from the ground around Long Yun, curling into the air, slowly wrapping around Long Yun's body, and his pupils began to gradually change color, first blue, then black, and finally red, all the while.
The whole field suddenly became darker, and the snow that was originally a little reflective seemed to be covered with a layer of black fog at the moment, and even the paratroopers of the 1O4 Regiment of the Russian Army on the opposite side felt a sense of fear unconsciously clouded by Mo Min.
A strange aura began to permeate the surroundings, everyone was a little uneasy, and there were bursts of sounds from the paratrooper position, and some people couldn't help but move their bodies, as if something terrifying would appear around them at any time.
"There is something wrong with the general" Major General Ivan's adjutant felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cellar, and suddenly felt extremely cold, the kind of cold that penetrated into the bone marrow, and a terrible sense of fear seeped out of his heart like a poisonous snake slowly crawling out, burrowing into the veins, and then crawling all over his body.
Ivan himself is well aware of this strange feeling, but as a manager, he cannot afford to be distracted or wavered.
He poured all the liquor from the silver flask into his throat, and the burning sensation of high vodka slid down his throat and into his stomach, and the burning sensation gave him great courage.
"It's okay, what are you doing, my boys, we are paratroopers, even if there are thousands of enemies, we will not frown, your company has a glorious tradition, you are the warriors of the 1o4 Chirkhosky paratrooper regiment, your ancestors proved your will with blood on the 776 heights in the mountains of Uruskelt, and in Grozny, Chechnya, the honor of your regiment was forged with their lives, so we cannot be afraid, no matter who the opponent is" He pulled out the pistol in his waist, fired a shot into the air, and yelled: "Ula" Then, from the positions of the paratroopers came a resounding and uniform answer: "Ula" "Ulla" "Ula":