Chapter 196 It's New Year's Day Again (10) [For Shi Polu 2/2]
The two sides seemed to have a clear understanding of each other, when they were about a hundred meters away from a Type 97 medium tank led by the Japanese.
Yang Dongli and the driver of the Type 97 medium tank stopped the tank almost at the same time.
Then, the gunners on both sides took advantage of this opportunity and desperately adjusted the barrels of the tank guns to lock on to the target in front of them.
And during this process, Xu Feng also went crazy.
He simply couldn't care less about the fact that continuous long-term firing would cause the barrel of the machine gun to turn red, become useless, or even directly explode the barrel.
After pulling the trigger of the vehicle-mounted machine gun between his fingers, it seemed that he had no intention of letting go until all the bullets were fired.
The main reason is that they are now no more than 30 meters away from the Japanese infantry position.
In such a position, the Type 92 infantry cannon, which was the most numerous in the hands of the Japanese, became a display because it exceeded the minimum range.
But it still doesn't mean that these Japanese infantry are no threat to our own tanks.
On the contrary, after reaching the current position, the threat of the Japanese infantry to the tanks reached the extreme level.
Those Kwantung Army soldiers, holding various explosive packets and anti-tank mines in their arms, rushed towards the tank that had just stopped, trying to destroy such a terrifying tank with meat bombs.
It was the kind of thunder that Hu Biao was extremely familiar with, like a toilet plunger.
This is because the reason why the Japanese soldiers were brutally beaten by Sherman on the Pacific battlefield has not yet emerged.
Otherwise, at such a time, you would definitely see a lot of Japs rushing up with toilet bowls in their hands and screaming like they were killing pigs.
But even if there is no stabbing thunder, as long as you are attacked by these other devils, it is still not a good thing.
Or to be more precise, the Japs didn't need to blow open the hard shell of the T-34/76 tank; they just blew up the tracks and lost their ability to maneuver, and they were finished.
For this reason, Xu Feng could only use crazy machine gun firepower to knock down the Japanese who were coming towards him.
The problem is that often a Japs are knocked to the ground, and the Japs behind them pick up the explosive packs again and continue to rush towards this side.
Therefore, just relying on the firepower of a vehicle-mounted machine gun, Xu Feng cannot stop these people for how long. It depends on how long it takes Bian Po to fire.
If they were faster, they could still make the transition in time.
Facing the Japs like moths rushing to a flame, Xu Feng's adrenaline surged, and he was extremely excited.
Fortunately, for about seven or eight seconds, the body still had some unsatisfactory bacon, and was ready to fire everything.
However, it is still not as fast as the opposite, the Type 97 medium tank.
Before Bianrou and the others opened fire, the Type 97 57mm short-barreled tank gun on the Type 97 medium tank had a flash of fire at the muzzle.
Instinctively, Bianrou fixed his body and prepared himself for the violent shaking of the tank.
Then, he leaned back sharply; it wasn't that he didn't want to fire, but mainly because he was thinking about the possibility of missing the gun when the muzzle shook violently.
Due to the lack of sight, after taking this shot, the three crew members could not see clearly how much damage their T-34/69 tank had suffered.
But since the tank didn't explode, just keep going and be done with it.
After feeling the shaking of the tank subside, Bianrou immediately fired a 76mm-caliber artillery shell.
At the same time, when he felt the body of the car shake due to his own firing, Yang Dongli didn't care about the result of this shell or whether it hit the opponent.
Driving the tank, which had never been turned off, it immediately started maneuvering to the left.
The main reason that made him so anxious was that when he received a 57mm artillery shell from the opposite side, the car body shook violently, and Xu Feng's head, which was busy firing machine guns, was hit hard again.
Even if he already had a tank cap on his head, the impact was still a bit harsh.
Under the eyes full of dangling stars, the continuous machine gun fire suddenly stopped.
When the crazy Japs saw this, they immediately accelerated their pace and rushed over, not even paying attention to the shrapnel and shock waves that had not yet dissipated.
If Yang Dongli doesn't drive the tank away, everything will be over.
And his choice was extremely correct. When the tank, which had stopped for a while, rushed out again, the nearest Japanese soldier was less than 8 meters away from them.
But the greater threat is a Japanese anti-tank gun shell.
After the current Japanese Type 92 infantry artillery was unable to fire because it was too close, this 36mm caliber thing could still continue to fire shells.
It can be said that such a shell was only a little slow, and it landed where the tank was just now; it almost hit the track and left them behind.
Yang Dongli and others were naturally unable to see the above things in the tank.
But for them, they can hear a huge explosion in their ears, accompanied by many sharp screams; it is good to know that you should be a Type 97 medium tank on the opposite side, and it will be intoxicated by one shot.
When faced with hard steel, you can kill your opponent, but your opponent cannot kill you.
By the way! What could be more exciting for them than something like this.
"Little Chi, you did such a great job~"
"Bacon, you are born to have sex. If you don't die in the mission world this time, next time I go to the apocalyptic world, I will bring you some good wine and treat you to a good meal~"
The above shouts, full of excitement, came from the mouths of Yang Dongli and Xu Feng, who had recovered their strength.
Then, under repeated attacks, the T-34/76 tank, which had already been pitted like a dog gnawed, came in a variety of colors such as red, black, white, and gray.
Under the driving of Yang Dongli, he directly knocked over a Japanese truck, killed at least five or six Japanese, and then rushed into a roadside store with a banner in Taiwanese Mandarin.
As soon as he crashed into it, Yang Dongli's vision immediately went dark due to the sudden loss of light.
But in order to maneuver better, I could get rid of the suicide bombs that the Japanese were chasing after me.
This guy just relied on his memory, turned and broke through several walls in succession, and then moved forward in an extremely rough manner.
Finally, after hitting several buildings in succession, he turned around and rushed towards the street again.
Therefore, the crew members of a Japanese Type 95 light tank were horrified to see a terrifying tank.
Compared to their 47mm tank gun, it had a long barrel that was much thicker, and it suddenly crashed through the wall and appeared wearing a pair of what must have been a woman's red panties.
I just thought about the scene where the opponent's one shot completely destroyed all the Type 97 medium tanks.
How could their little brother-level tank have any chance of survival?
In great panic, the commander yelled frantically: "Quick, start maneuvering, don't let them take aim."
It's just that the commander was obviously overthinking. For such a 6.7-ton gadget, Yang Dongli would stop the car and let the bacon take aim before firing.
This creates the possibility of being hit by the enemy's firepower and of being approached by suicide bombers.
"Hold on tight~" he reminded me again.
He stepped on the accelerator, and the tank, which was originally moving, surged to its highest speed.
Facing a small Type 95 light tank in front of me, it hit it directly.
After a loud bang, Yang Dongli was hit on the head by the huge impact and a bag was knocked out.
However, these little things above are not important.
The important thing was that the Type 95 light tank was knocked over by them; the force of the huge impact caused it to slide far on the ground.
Even from a perspective that they couldn't see, he managed to knock over another car that was being chased by the Japanese.
Yang Dongli, who had accomplished such a glorious victory, ignored the slightest celebration and continued to increase the accelerator and rushed into a sushi restaurant across the street.
Maneuver, maneuver again, this is their greatest magic weapon.