The three thousand cavalry of the Ma Jiajun, led by Ma Zhanying, launched wave after wave of attacks on the dozen tanks of the forward company, but the forward company stood there like a hard rock, no matter how big the wind and waves were.
Nothing could make him waver.
At this time, everyone in the forward company had only one thought: shoot, shoot, shoot again
With a groan of "Ah", Du Jingtao found that the M2 large-caliber machine gun on the turret that was firing happily was mute. The loader's body also collapsed. He hugged the loader and took a look, only to see that his chest was full.
Behind the small round hole was a fist-sized hole, and the dark green military uniform had been dyed red and black by blood.
"Fuck" Du Jingtao cursed, it was a damn thing, these frivolous Ma Jiajun dared to use something that was expressly prohibited.
Du Jingtao, filled with grief and anger, put down his loading hand, jumped out of the turret cover, grabbed the heavy machine gun with both hands and pushed hard, and the M2 heavy machine gun began to roar again.
The firing speed of m2 is not very fast. The actual firing speed is only about 200 to 300. However, it has the advantages of strong vitality, smooth trajectory, and long range. Its effective range reaches 1,800 meters. It is a weapon that can be dealt with
Low-flying planes and thin-skinned armored vehicles are great things. Now, if you use them against cavalry, they'll be dead in one hit.
But now the cavalry are surrounding the forward company and attacking from all directions. The forward company has to deal with attacks from several directions at the same time, and the firepower must be dispersed. Moreover, the personnel operating the heavy machine guns on the turret must expose half of the machine gun when firing.
The target was obviously too big. After a while, Du Jingtao found that several more people operating machine guns on the turret had been shot and fell.
In order to reduce casualties, Du Jingtao ordered all the tanks to close something. Suddenly he felt a vibration on the ground, followed by bursts of roars and "squeaking" sounds from metal friction. Looking to the east, he could only see that side
Dust and smoke billowed straight into the sky, and a bitter smile appeared on Ma Lu's face: "Now you don't have to withdraw your artillery. Hurry up and abandon the artillery. Their large troops are coming."