"Here I go, this executioner actually killed another tank."
Niu Ziqi, the commander of another tank slightly closer to Tang Yong, couldn't help but cursed.
Although the fight had only taken place not long ago, he also disabled a Japanese tank. , before he had time to replenish his gun, he was killed by another tank.
Now he didn't have a single victory in hand, and he couldn't help but feel shocked and envious.
"I'm telling you, boss, don't just be envious of others.
It's forbidden for us to try to kill a few Japanese tanks.
Their record is about to break ten, and we are still a pitiful second."
The other members of the crew couldn't help complaining.
It has to be said that even the same tank looks different in the hands of different people.
Just like the same supercar, in the hands of a person who has just learned to drive, it may not be much better than a van costing tens of thousands, but in the hands of a professional driver, it can drive at lightning speed and throw off Coquettish drift.
The same tank fell into the hands of Tang Yong's crew and played a role that also made the Japanese army grit their teeth and hate it to the bone.
"Bastards" What are these China Army tanks made of?
If Ichiko Ano and those dozen tanks were chasing the Northeastern Army deserters, they were extremely panicked, but in the end it had not spread completely.
People are always like this.
When facing an opponent who has always been much weaker than themselves, when they fight for the first time and suffer a loss at the opponent's hands, they will always find various reasons.
Although they are wary, they don't pay much attention to it.
It was not enough, and all the Japanese opponents who had directly fought against Tang Yong's tanks had been killed.
The armored soldiers, who usually put their eyes high above the rest, didn't quite believe the inflammatory rhetoric of those infantrymen.
But at this time, the torrents of steel from both sides collided without any scruples.
The Japanese tank army, which originally had more than a hundred tanks and armored vehicles, saw an enemy force that was only half as strong as its own, and immediately became convinced that even if the opponent's tanks were more powerful, even though the Japanese army did not want to believe it, since previous tank battles , which fully illustrates this point.
Even in the battle in Langfang, the Japanese army suffered several losses.
After all, the Avengers' performance and defensive capabilities were slightly better.
But at this time, the dozen or so tanks leading the enemy army had completely subverted their understanding of tanks.
There were a lot of tanks on both sides, scattered around the Japanese army's original dilapidated camp.
The roar of the tank's engine suppressed all surrounding sounds.
The rumbling sound of artillery came one after another, but what frightened the Japanese army was that each of the dozen or so big cars led by the opponent took at least one shot.
After all, their gunners were not vegetarians, and some of them were very accurate.
The enemy hit the enemy tank even 800 meters away, but the opponent's tank only shook a few times and there was no explosion as they expected.
In front of the enemy's burly figure, even the slightly larger Shiki inside them still looked like a dwarf.
After advancing to five or six hundred meters, many tanks on both sides had already opened fire.
After all, this distance was considered to be enough to penetrate the opponent's armor.
But reality taught them a vivid lesson, that is, past experience is often unreliable on the ever-changing battlefield.
This was the current situation.
On a very threatening battlefield of five to six hundred meters, they failed to destroy even one of the opponent's huge tanks.
As the opponent slowed down slowly and turned the muzzle, almost every time the opponent fired a shot, as long as it didn't miss, almost all of them, whether it was a Type 95 light tank or a Type 95 medium tank, were destroyed directly.
The few that failed to hit their vital points were smashed to the side by the torn tracks, and the wheels of the tanks were blown off.
Although the Japanese army also destroyed two Avengers, this was not the result they wanted, because the burly steel bodies of the dozen Tomahawks were still like mountains, weighing heavily on their hearts on the battlefield.
Facing a superior enemy force is not scary.
People with a stronger fighting will can always grit their teeth.
They persisted, but what was happening in front of them made them feel frightened from the bottom of their hearts, because the crew members with sharper eyes had already seen that the tanks on the opposite side had received two shots from them in succession, and some of them were still able to continue fighting with three shots.
Yes, this ability to withstand strikes has completely exceeded their expectations.
It seems that the opponent's tanks cannot be destroyed.
This is not only a matter of defense, but also causes great psychological pressure and panic to the Japanese tank drivers.
Once you become mentally panicked, your performance will be even worse than usual.
"It's so hot and exciting, it kills."
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In contrast, the Tomahawk is even better than European main battle tanks.
Its heroic performance on the battlefield directly makes all the tank crew members of the Northwest Army feel like Even though they had to face nearly twice as many enemy troops, the ratio of casualties displayed by both sides was rapidly widening.
"For God's sake, if I were a girl, I would marry those guys from the tank factory."
A tank gunner with a big beard roared excitedly.
"I'll go."
Hearing the bearded man's words and thinking of the virtues of this guy, the tank driver almost drove the tank over into the gutter.
The tanks on both sides were like two ferocious steel behemoths, fighting hard in the flat and open area.
In this scale of tank melee, even the grenadiers of the Northwest Army were of little use.
As for the Japanese infantry, they were no longer able to match them.
However, the accompanying infantrymen on both sides were not idle either, and began a war that, although not as fierce, was not less bloody.
"Kill all these Chinese infantry and then deal with their tanks."
At this time, the Japanese infantry went crazy and followed the infantry of the Northwest Army to death, but the opponent's infantry was as intrusive as their tanks.
With their excellent training, the Japanese army did not want to fight forward, but they found that they could only fight equally and could not do anything to the other side.
However, when the Japanese commander in charge of infantry operations looked at the tank battlefield, his heart suddenly dropped.
At this time, there were burning tank wrecks everywhere in the wilderness, with thick black smoke rising.
There were tank wrecks from both sides.
At this time, the Japanese army still had the advantage in tank numbers, but he was horrified to find that their tanks were on the battlefield.
They are all in a mixed group, fighting on their own.
It's like a plate of loose sand.
At this time, the enemy's tank broke through what they knew and formed two arrows, like two huge and powerful fists swinging at a strong man who only knew how to be reckless.
It may not be appropriate to call him a strong man, because their tanks , in front of those burly big guys, like a weak woman facing a burly man
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