War is not only about equipment and morale, but more about who makes fewer mistakes.? People will make mistakes, and the complex battlefield environment will infinitely amplify small mistakes. In the Battle of Changjin Lake, the two sides made countless mistakes of all sizes.

When the Volunteer Army tried to encircle and annihilate the 1st Division of the 6th War, the task of its 60th Division was to intercept the enemy's way to escape from the south and north. Its three regiments were stuck on the hills on both sides of the road north of Gutuli to build positions, waiting for the enemy to come to the door quite passively. Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon was one of the squatted pits.

In order to open up this road, the U.S. army in Gutuli organized a reinforcement of about a thousand people. Because the commander was Lieutenant Colonel Dresdale, the British 41st Detachment, so this reinforcement was also called the "Dreisdale Detachment".

This is a very powerful detachment, with nearly thirty tanks, more than 140 vehicles, and a large number of aviation and artillery support. When it attacked the north, it exchanged fierce fire with three regiments of the 60th Division. This detachment was quite confident that it could break through.

To be honest, both sides are a little stupid!

What's so dying now is that because Zhou Qingfeng, a small butterfly flapped his wings, the infantry of the "Dreisdale" detachment came out one day in advance. Just after he disrupted the U.S. position in Gutuli, the ones chasing him were some of the armored vehicles and infantrymen who were assigned to this detachment.

In order to stop the 6th Division of the 6th Division in the encirclement, the Volunteer Army paid a considerable price. After all, tanks are not so easy to deal with, and the US 6th Team is still very combat-effective.

On the morning of the 30th, due to the rage of Colonel Ple, the commander of the U.S. Army of Gutuli, the armored team of the "Drysdale Detachment" was asked to go out immediately, and to catch up with the infantry in the detachment that was fighting fire with the volunteers, and to kill the terrible night attackers who were fleeing.

This armored team includes seventeen tanks, more than fifty armored vehicles and trucks, and more than three hundred accompanied by infantry, which is equivalent to a powerful armored battalion. Now, when this temporary armored battalion was running away, it hit the "antenna baby" who came to rescue the car.

is-7, the last masterpiece of "Stalin" Chongtan, and it is also the most powerful one. After Zhou Qingfeng's bold and prosperous spending, it has become a Tyrannosaurus Rex level on 6 grounds.

However, because there are several conspicuous radio antennas on the round turret, the ‘is-7’ is nicknamed ‘antenna baby’ by Zhou Qingfeng. However, the baby’s temper is not very good!

Seeing his ace appear on the battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng, who was panting, hurriedly ran forward a few steps. The hatch of the turret of the 'is-7' turret was also opened, and the platoon deputy in charge of the staying behind poked his head and shouted: "Plane leader, I can find you!"

"Nothing, I'm chasing the American tank behind my butt." Zhou Qingfeng, who was already weak, was pulled onto the turret. With confidence, he immediately cursed: "Grandma, I'm chasing me to death, I have to take revenge."

The enhanced ‘is-7’ has facilities for the severe cold climate. The deputy of the board knew that Zhou Qingfeng was tired and hungry when he saw that he was tired and hungry, so he quickly handed him hot water and food.

The heating inside the tank was turned on. Zhou Qingfeng, who was sitting in the captain's position, waited to calm down. While eating and drinking, he came to the captain's Zhou's vision glass to observe. At the same time, he asked the platoon deputy: "How many people have you brought?"

"It's just this car." The platoon smiled awkwardly.

"What?" Zhou Qingfeng was stunned.

The platoon deputy explained: "Platform Commander, you stole too little diesel, so I poured a bucket of each tank and hurried out to save you. I disobeyed military orders for this matter, and I would be criticized when I returned."

"Do it, just one car, I'm still afraid? As long as the enemy can be defeated, criticism will become a reward." Zhou Qingfeng's eyes looked around Zhou's glasses, and the white mist in the morning was still thick and could not dissipate for a while.

"It's foggy, and the artillery observers behind the enemy can't see us. The sight range is limited to three or four hundred meters, and it happens to be a tank battle. I want to kill it without leaving any armor!"

Even after eating a few boxes of canned food, Zhou Qingfeng's courage also came up. He ordered viciously: "Leave the road, the infrared night vision device will be turned on at full power, and the enemy is right in front of us."

Although the old infrared night vision device has a detection distance of only 500 or 600 meters, infrared rays can penetrate rain and fog and can be used during the day. Moreover, Zhou Qingfeng is willing to spend money, and the night vision device installed on his tank is particularly large in diameter and power, and the field of view is extremely wide.

With Zhou Qingfeng's order, the more than 60-ton steel giant beast began to deflect the body of the car. The obviously powerful Tyrannosaurus Rex hid on the side of the road in an extremely vulgar way. Its 130 mm caliber main gun was facing the front of the road, waiting for the prey to be arrested.

"Pack me six caliber armor-piercing bullets on the loader's bullet rack." Zhou Qingfeng chewed the jerky meat and ordered, and the loader in the car immediately placed six-pointed bullets on the semi-automatic bomb loader.

"The fire control is turned on, and the target appears directly in front of me. The distance is 550 meters, and the wind is four." Zhou Qingfeng began to indicate the target of the platoon who acted as the gunner. In his Zhou vision mirror, US tanks have continuously appeared.

The armored team of "Drysdale" was still relatively careful and unhappy. After all, they had just lost a "Pershing" not long ago. The accompanying infantry got off the car protected the wings of the tank and advanced forward with great caution.

Waiting for the six obvious tank outlines to appear in the white mist, Zhou Qingfeng shouted without hesitation with a grim smile: "First hit the last one that cuts off their rear route, then shoot forward one by one, and fire!"

Boom..., the 130-mm main gun roared in shock, and the violent firepower was like a slaughter that killed a chicken. In the scorching flames, the sub-caliber armor-piercing projectile flew over a distance of five or six hundred meters in an instant, hitting the sixth in the US tank queue.

This is also a "Penshing". Although it is no longer the most advanced tank in the world, its performance cannot be underestimated. The US military had high hopes for it carefully crafted it back then. In front of its 90-mm main gun and more than 100-mm main armor, the Volunteer Army's infantry touched the heads and bleeding a lot.

However, all this turned into a slag in front of the 130 mm caliber main gun. With one shot, the armor of "Penxing" was as fragile as a piece of paper. The armor-piercing warhead easily penetrated the main armor on its front, tearing the transformer into the car body, and the cracked fragments instantly hanged the occupants in the car.

The forward warhead seemed to be unhindered. The motivation to penetrate the vehicle body and kill the occupants and then enter the rear of the tank instantly ended the surging power and exploded the entire motivation.

Although it did not explode for death, the power of this shell was extremely amazing. The hit "Penxing" turned into a pile of scrap iron on the spot, and the US infantrymen on both sides watched it suffer a heavy blow in the loud bang and emitted black smoke.

The main gun of is-7 roared, and after the first shot, it was sent into the barrel by the loader. Everything seemed extremely fast. The turret turned slightly, followed by the gun body back seat again, and continuous loud noises accompanied by the impact of steel and the howling of death.

The sixth "Penxing" was hit, and then the fifth one went into the sky, and the fourth one followed him with the end. The third leader turned his head and watched his companions explode constantly. He also received a fatal blow in his horrified and desperate scream.

The two tanks in the front could not retreat, dodge, or even fight back. Their captain only heard a roar from the front, but he didn't even know where the opponent was.

After a quick and efficient six-shot shooting, the accompanying infantry lying on both sides of the road appeared around them with various cracked shrapnel and twisted parts. The tanks they were trying to protect had become six piles of smoke-burning steel coffins.
Chapter completed!