The remaining American MSEP main battle tanks and British Challenger main battle tanks were running at full power and retreating crazily.
And an Apocalypse tank that was all lost was like a cold and bloodthirsty hunter, calmly following those iron lumps and sending those guys into the sky one by one with its thick twin main guns.
Bang bang.
Boom, boom.
Those fleeing guys have no power to fight back at all. They can't do anything but run away. It feels like a child holding a knife and fighting a special soldier who is armed to the teeth. What else can he do except run away?
?
However, what frightened them infinitely was that the distance between the two sides was constantly shrinking, and the aura of despair had completely enveloped them. They were driving the strongest tanks in each country, but they were killed like this. How could they not let them go?
Are they desperate?
Boom, boom.
Wow.
Another British Challenger main battle tank that was retreating quickly had its rear armor torn apart. The huge and heavy tank couldn't help but pause. Then, with a bang, the big guy stopped, with a thick
Black smoke kept pouring out from inside.
Clang.
The cover that was being targeted was opened, and two British captives with blood on their faces came out, still coughing.
Whoosh.
Hearing the scream, the two guys couldn't help but raise their heads, and a look of despair immediately appeared on their faces.
"No"
boom.
The screams suddenly stopped, a pile of blood was mixed with the stumps, and the pieces of meat continued to scatter in all directions. The two British guys had completely disappeared from this world.
"The latest generation fire control system is so accurate?"
"Okay, okay, with such a powerful gun, I want to see who can withstand our torrent of steel."
"Hey, hide the good news. When this new type of tank is unveiled, it will definitely be the time for us to win a big victory."
"It's perfect for dealing with old men."
Seeing the Apocalypse tank formation crushing the main battle tanks of various countries, the Chinese generals who were watching the battle couldn't help but show excitement on their faces. Although the little devils can't taste this kind of despair, Lao Maozi and the Yankees
sure.
As generals of the Chinese Armored Forces, they know very well how hard life in China has been over the past few years. In order to guard against the rolling torrent of steel from the polar bear in the north, China has spent a lot of money on the development of armored weapons over the years.
The construction is also being carried out sparing no effort.
Although the Type main battle tank is also very powerful, there is an undeniable fact that the Type tank also borrowed a lot of technology from Lao Maozi. However, this brand-new main battle tank is different. It was independently designed and built by China.
The scene in front of him has fully proved his powerful actual combat ability and he is the absolute king of land combat.
The pursuit battle had turned into a one-sided massacre. No matter how hard those guys tried, the distance was still shrinking. Main battle tanks from various countries were blown up one after another, and then turned into a pile of scrap metal.
.
"Quick, turn."
"Those damn Chinese generals are over there. Kill one and you'll get enough. Kill two and you'll make a profit."
"Rush over."
The remaining three American MSEP main battle tanks and two British Challenger main battle tanks suddenly turned around and rushed towards the senior Chinese general He Zhenzhong who was standing aside.
Woo woo woo.
Kaka.
The five steel monsters exuded a decisive aura of death, their ferocious and terrifying gun barrels were raised high, and they rushed towards He Zhenzhong and others.
"Quick, protect the marshal."
"Quickly, kill them."
Deng Deng Deng.
The sound of rapid footsteps sounded, and the generals and guards rushed out immediately, immediately surrounding He Zhenzhong.
"It doesn't matter." He Zhenzhong's expression did not change at all, "They can't rush over."
Although He Zhenzhong said this, the anxious and worried expressions on the faces of those Chinese soldiers did not weaken much. After all, He Zhenzhong is now the spiritual pillar of millions of troops in China. If anything happens, what will happen to those present?
Everyone will become the eternal sinner of the country and nation.
"Yeah, those prisoners are heading towards the marshal. Quick, kill them."
"Grass, aim at their tracks, capture them alive, and cut them to pieces with a thousand swords."
The Chinese tank soldiers driving the Apocalypse tanks also went berserk, with murderous intentions on their faces. If the prisoners hurt the Chinese Generalissimo and others under their noses, then what kind of elites would they be? I'm afraid they could just wipe their necks.
.
Woo woo woo.
Bang bang.
At full power, the Apocalypse tanks went completely berserk. Driven by four tracks, they quickly pursued those guys.
"Lock the target."
"The two cannons are ready."
"fire."
Bang bang.
The thick barrels spit out angry flames, and two of them tore through the sky in an instant, roaring towards the front with a harsh scream. The huge body of the Apocalypse Tank couldn't help but step back, and then, again
Driven by powerful horsepower, continue to move forward.
Boom boom.
A huge explosion sounded, and both rounds hit. The right track of the msep main battle tank rushing at the front exploded instantly, and the broken steel splashed around Si Zhaoma like rain, hitting the side.
There was a clanging sound from the tank.
Woo woo woo.
A British Challenger with a prisoner posture just passed by the msep main battle tank that was forced to stop. It pounced on it after a few rounds, followed by a violent explosion and a lot of smoke rising. It was relatively unlucky.
, was targeted by several Apocalypse tanks at the same time. Originally, I just wanted to blow up its tracks, but the relatively weak side armor was directly torn, and then the ammunition compartment was detonated, and the impact was from the inside to the outside.
Just let it fall apart and completely disintegrate.
"Quick, hurry up."
"It's still three hundred meters away from reaching the maximum range."
"Fight."
The remaining three or two main battle tanks continued to rush towards He Zhenzhong and others with all their might.