Following the commander's order, the pursuing new Russian main battle tanks all stopped and formed a pincer-shaped attack formation.
Woo woo woo.
The roar of tanks continued to sound, and the snow on the ground continued to be melted by the heat, turning the ground into mud.
No one was worried that the Chinese tanks could escape. There was a slope in front of them. Normally, the tanks would definitely be able to climb up it, but now that it was full of snow, it became a problem.
Boo hoo hoo.
The sound of screaming piercing the air kept coming, and the horizon was even lit up.
Bang, bang, bang.
Many Russian tank soldiers opened the hatch cover and got out. They looked at the rockets coming with a look of genuine excitement on their faces. Many "577" people were even waving their hands.
Screaming heartily.
"Come on, blow up those damn Chinese."
"Oh, what a grand fireworks, the Chinese are doomed."
"Hahaha, if you dare to fight us, you are simply seeking death."
The major general commander of the Russian tank division also came out. He did not stop the cheers of the tank soldiers. He looked at it all with a smile on his face. This is a happy moment, isn't it? These Chinese people have been dancing in recent years.
It's so powerful, but if you jump again? What's the use? Aren't you going to be completely wiped out in front of their powerful Russian army?
Huh, huh. Interesting book. First published by the Academy.
An old man stood on the roof of the car, took off his heavy military coat, waved a Russian flag with both hands, and kept shouting, "Go ahead and kill those who should, should, should"
His voice became a little trembling, and he couldn't say a word anymore. Standing on the top of the tank, he stared directly at the rockets coming rapidly, and a look of panic gradually appeared on his face. The situation was a bit...
No, the Chinese are still in front. How come the rocket has already entered a dive orbit?
Gradually, the old men around also saw this situation.
"what happened?"
"It's getting lower and lower, so we can't hit those Chinese people."
"Damn it, those guys are fucking all day long, are they being soft?"
Some guys were muttering, and after a few minutes, the discussion turned into roars of extreme horror.
"Oh my god, they are coming for us."
"Damn it, start the tanks and run."
"Damn it, when I go back, I will cut up those artillerymen. Why did the drafts fall on us?"
The old tank commander was also dumbfounded. He stared at the rockets that were getting closer and closer, his body shaking constantly. He couldn't figure out why the rockets were flying towards them.
A second ago, they were cheering and celebrating the upcoming victory, but now, they seemed to have turned into bereaved dogs, constantly screaming in fear, and even some family members