Seeing the malfunctioning tank left behind alone, Owen's eyes lit up. After waving his hand, the team retreated into the grass and gathered together.
"Which of you knows how to shoot a tank gun?"
Owen asked, looking around.
"I……"
Several people raised their hands at the same time. Even with the paint on their faces, these guys could tell they were eager to try. They already knew what Irving was going to do.
"Boss, boss, choose me, you must choose me. I am a retired special forces member. I have learned how to use tank guns, and I can shoot very well..."
Fred recommended himself shamelessly, almost raising his hand to Owen's face. The ghost next to him had a look of disdain on his face, as if he was not from the special forces. I am still a sas, he is more awesome than your grom.
OK……
I wanted to raise my hand in my heart, but after a moment of hesitation I gave up. Mud, bullying, what's so great about the special forces, but it seems like I really don't know how to shoot a tank...
Owen slapped Fred's hand away, glanced at everyone, and finally said: "Grab that malfunctioning tank and help the guerrillas kill these enemies. The fortune teller performed well today. I'll give you a chance. Come and shoot. Ghost himself."
I'll reload the bullet for you, if you can't hit me, get out of here..."
Fred cheered in a low voice, with a proud look on his face.
Owen then said: "Night Owl, I leave the machine gun to you..."
"no problem."
Bayev agreed.
"Bullseye, the two machine gun shooters are left to you. Heartbeat, you and I are ready to support you at any time. Herman, you find a way to tell your people not to accidentally hurt us..."
Everyone agreed and performed their duties. Heman got into the grass as quickly as possible and disappeared in the blink of an eye. His brothers and sisters were bleeding every second every night.
Feeling that time was almost up, Owen made a gesture of action and the action began.
"Puff puff puff~"
There were a few muffled sounds, and several people working around the tank were killed by bullets flying from behind without any investigation. Everyone's attention was focused on the front, and no one knew that there was a situation more than ten meters behind them.
.
The machine gun shooter only felt that there seemed to be a figure on the side. Before his head could be turned around, a bullet penetrated his head. Blood mixed with white liquid spurted out from one side, and the body lay on the roof.
At the same time, Fred, Ghost and Bayev quickly approached with guns. So far, no one has noticed their situation here.
The three of them approached silently, with Owen and Heartbeat following behind to provide support. When they got closer, Owen and Heartbeat put their guns on their backs, and then the weapons thrown by the three of them.
If Ghost and the others wanted to get into the turret, it would be impossible to carry long weapons on their backs.
The track on this side of the tank was broken, and the three ghosts climbed onto the tank with great difficulty. Owen and Doki were responsible for refilling the guns for the guys on the ground.
The strong Bayev dragged the machine gunner's arm out and dragged the body out. The loader in the tank was wondering, as if some liquid was dripping on him. He touched it and found it was a little slippery. He then put his hand to his nose and asked.
After asking, there was a smell of blood.
“*&&%&￥*((*……”
Amidst the shouting, the loader took out his self-defense pistol. As soon as he raised his head, he was dizzy by a strong light, and then felt pain all over his body.
On the top cover, Fred held a strong flashlight and turned on the flash mode and started swinging around inside, while Ghost and Bayev held pistols and fired at the inside.
The loader was blinded by the flashlight, and then hit by random shots. The gunner and driver below just wanted to come over to check, but they immediately lost their vision and were hit immediately. They left before they could figure out what happened.
Saw God.
It was not until he was sure that everyone inside was killed that Fred got in. Carrying corpses inside a small tank was not an easy task. Fred had to use all his efforts to remove the three corpses inside one by one.
come out.
"Sukabulie~~"
Bayev cursed, threw the last corpse off the tank, got into the turret, held the twin machine gun, and felt the cold touch. At this moment, his small universe was burning and his chakra was full of energy.
With both hands, he wanted to shout something like "Zhong Er" - "One scene in Lhasa..."
Until this moment, no one noticed that there was something wrong with the malfunctioning tank behind, and the sound of pistols mixed with the explosion did not cause any abnormalities at all.
Ghost and Fred got inside the tank. Ghost pulled out a shell from the ammunition box and stuffed it into the loading port. After adjusting the angle of the turret, the two of them cooperated well.
Prepare, launch~~
The body of the malfunctioning tank shook, and a shell roared out of the barrel, but missed the target and flew out, grazing the side of the mine-clearing tank.
"What? What are you doing?"
Owen yelled on the walkie-talkie, and at the same time, the twin 7.62mm machine guns controlled by Bayev opened fire. The shells were empty, but the machine guns began to harvest wildly, and dense rain of bullets flew towards the infantry behind the two tanks in front.
As they left, the infantry fell in pieces.
At this moment, those guys also felt the mood of the guerrillas just now. Because there was no preparation, Bayev's strafing caused huge casualties.
The sound of those bullets entering the flesh is chilling, but it also has a strange magic.
In the tank, Fred didn't dare to reply after being scolded by Owen. The ghost unhappily ejected the empty shell and then pushed in a new shell.
"If you don't hit again this time, it will be me..."
Feeling the ghost's contemptuous eyes, Fred felt very unhappy. He silently corrected the angle again, aimed, and pressed the trigger.
The gun barrel roared again, and the car body shook. Ahead, the minesweeper tank that reacted had just adjusted its turret when the machine gun shooter on the turret suddenly tilted. Swagger shot him first, saving him from pain.
The next second, the car body shook violently. The shell fired by Fred hit the minesweeper tank. The warhead broke through the armor, and the torrent of metal inside tilted in. The high-temperature torrent instantly burned the inside of the tank into a pot of porridge. The tank members did not know what was happening.
Those who were burned to death or those who were shocked to death, in short, lost their lives without saying a word.
Then the high-temperature jet detonated the ammunition in the ammunition compartment, the tank exploded, and the turret blew into the sky.
"Hahaha~~~"
The two people in the car laughed and high-fived as they looked at the gorgeous sparks outside. The ghosts filled with them were not the ordinary shells used in the tank before, but armor-piercing shells specially used for attacking fortresses.
The attack part of the armor-piercing shell is wrapped with high-explosive material pressed into a cylinder. A conical pit is dug at the top of the cylinder, and a lining made of copper or other metal is pressed on the wall of the pit. When the projectile hits
When hitting the target, the explosion comes from behind the cone, and the shock wave hits the metal lining at a speed of 8000 meters/second and is concentrated on the apex of the cone. The entire lining is then compressed toward the bottom of the cone, and the pressure is concentrated on the center line of the cone. It is compressed
The metal linings are piled together and then pushed outward from the center of the cone bottom. Because the pressure generated by the blast shock wave is very huge, the metal is ejected in a straight line outward at a speed of 8000 m/s-9000 m/s. Such high temperature
The metal jet penetrates armor and kills personnel and equipment.