Another Yankee msep main battle tank was hit by several bullets and stopped there, unable to move.
"Two hundred meters more."
"One hundred and fifty meters."
The remaining msep and challenger were still rushing past desperately.
"One hundred meters."
"Fifty meters."
At this moment, the prisoners on the two tanks became nervous, sweating profusely, their mouths felt dry, and even their eyes were bloodshot.
They will make history soon. Once they kill the Chinese God of Death, even if they die, it will be worthwhile. Moreover, they will definitely leave their names in history and become the peerless heroes of their respective countries.
"Twenty meters, main gun ready."
"They're retreating."
"Back off? Is it still useful? Get ready."
The voices of these prisoners were trembling. In this world, there were too many people and countries who wanted to kill the God of Death. However, in the end, the God of Death survived. Those people were all dead, and even several countries also
Perished, and now, they are about to kill the God of Death, how can this make them not excited?
"five."
"Four."
"three."
Clang.
A tank commander was counting down the time, but the sound in his mouth suddenly stopped. The huge impact of steel made his ears instantly deaf, and only the buzzing sound was heard. Then, he felt that the world was turned upside down, and everything inside the tank was turned upside down.
Things kept falling, raining down on him.
What happened? The car overturned?
Bang, bang, bang.
The huge impact sound continued. Several Yankee prisoners were so shocked that they vomited blood. Their eyes were as big as bull's eyes. They looked around in horror. They were deformed. They were deformed by the impact? Is this him?
A steel monster weighing dozens of tons was actually hit like this?
At this moment, these Yankee prisoners were completely desperate. With such a tank, who could stop these damn Chinese on land? They wanted to report this information so that the US government could prepare for a response, but,
They have no chance because they are going to die soon.
The last British Challenger tank had already entered the range. However, the moment the gunner pressed the launch button, a large shadow shrouded their sight, as if a sheet of steel suddenly rose in front of them.
Like a city wall, all sight lines are blocked.
"No."
A British guy roared sadly and desperately, with a look of pain on his face. They would be able to kill the Chinese God of Death soon, they would be able to create history, and they would soon become a figure remembered by history. However, now they have failed.
.
Bang.
Clang.
The Challenger's main gun fired, but the shell barely flew a distance of two meters. Before it reached the maximum kinetic energy, it was stopped by the huge body of the Apocalypse Tank.
boom.
A ball of dazzling flames exploded on the side of the Apocalypse Tank. However, under this violent impact, the Apocalypse Tank was like a boulder in the river. No matter how big the waves are, I will not move.
"Damn, how could this happen?"
"Ah, I'm not willing to accept it."
"How can there be such a bloody tank in this world?"
Inside the Challenger main battle tank, the three British guys howled hoarsely, their hearts completely despairing. This new Chinese tank was too powerful. It was so powerful that anyone could compete with it.
Everyone who faces it will be in despair.
Woo woo woo.
Clang.
Another Apocalypse tank chased from behind and blew out the Challenger tank's anus.
The three British guys inside were immediately dizzy by the huge shock. Their whole bodies seemed to be falling apart. Blood was already flowing out of their mouths. However, before they could take a breath, there was another clang, and a huge force came from in front of them.
Power surged over suddenly.
The three British guys were almost crying. Is this a main battle tank weighing dozens of tons and not a toy? But now, they are like toys. They are bumped into and over by others, just like kicking a ball. Is it?
Is this how you play?
Total destruction.
It was really all wiped out.
The Chinese generals who were standing aside to watch the battle were all shaking with excitement. Fifteen new tanks actually destroyed a formation of forty-five main tanks from various countries. There was even a formation of anti-tank armed helicopters assisting.
.
powerful.
Too strong.
Seeing the scene where several Apocalypse tanks were surrounding the last Challenger tank and colliding with each other, all the Chinese soldiers present couldn't help but gasp. It was so fierce that they smashed a main battle tank weighing dozens of tons.
It was deformed by the impact and was scrapped. It was too violent, but they liked it.
"Marshal, this kind of tank?"
"Dragon type." He Zhenzhong kept his eyes fixed on the Apocalypse tanks in the field and said in a deep voice: "From now on, it will be called the Dragon type main battle tank. Named after my Chinese totem, it will surely lead the Dragon Army.
The descendants are invincible in this world, opening up new territories and reviving the majesty of the Han and Tang Dynasties of our Chinese nation."
Dragon main battle tank.
All the generals are meaningless. With the powerful power of this tank, it deserves this name.
"The information is blocked. If anyone dares to leak even a little bit, he will be executed on the spot once verified."
"yes."
After issuing the gag order, He Zhenzhong once again set his sights further to the north. Every powerful weapon that comes out requires blood to build its reputation.
The original prestige was forged by hundreds of thousands of Japs back then. The prestige of the Thunder Ghost fighter was forged by the destruction of the Yankee prestige. The prestige of the maritime war fortress was forged by the destruction of two Yankee aircraft carrier formations. The orbital laser cannon's
The reputation was forged by the destruction of Vietnam, and the reputation of the Dragon main battle tank naturally needs to be forged with the blood of Lao Maozi, because it was originally a big killer weapon tailor-made for Lao Maozi.