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This is of course a normal operation!
For Americans, this wave of tactics has long been perfect in training. Now, it is time to test their tactics on the battlefield.
The American tank soldiers hung in reverse gear, causing the tank to reverse backwards in the desert. The gas turbines originally had high speed, and the reverse gears of the fully automatic transmission were many, so now, in the process of reversing, they advanced the same speed as the tanks on the opposite side.
At this time, Company Commander James was sitting steadily on his commander's seat, shouting at Uncle Black behind him: "829 armor-piercing bullets, load them!"
As he shouted, Uncle Black waved his hand and held the heavy 120mm armor-piercing bomb in the bumpy tank, stuffed it into the cannon chamber, and then shouted loudly: "Reloading is complete!"
Their tanks were still old models before they arrived, but within this month, they were directly improved on the battlefield, not only adding armor protection, but also changing the barrel to 120mm.
At this time, the engine at the rear was working smoothly. Since it was replaced with imported special desert air filters, the problem of the tank's power system has also been solved. They don't have to think about when to change the air filter element at all times. After this battle, they don't have to change it at all.
"The target, right ahead, T-72 tank, open fire." Company Commander James shouted.
"Boom!" Just as the reversing was in the car, the M1 tank opened fire, and the excellent fire control system had already calculated all the elements, especially during this period in the desert. They made new adjustments to the desert meteorology. At a distance of 2,000 meters, the shooting rate was quite high.
The warhead threw away the bullet holder, and a beautiful piercing rod was flying forward at a high speed. It took only more than a second to hit the main armor of the tank opposite.
It hit the reinforcement ribs on the T-72 tank's iconic V-shaped waveproof groove, which is already the strongest place for the tank's protection.
The pointed warhead pierced hard. Its surface rubbed against the tank's armor. The high temperature made the warhead burn, which accelerated the speed of melting the armor. It continued to move forward and pierced into the place of composite armor. Here, it was only a little slow, and with a sharp whistling, pierced through these layers of protection, and then penetrated to the inside.
During the process of piercing the armor, debris kept falling from its tip, as if it was sharpening a knife, making it sharper. Its whole body was burning, and countless dust floated into the air as it burned.
The warhead drilled in and continued to hit the ring loader of the T-72 tank.
"Boom!" The next moment, the ammunition to be fired on the T-72 tank's loader was instantly ignited. A huge fireball rose inside the tank, tilting the turret on the top, lifting the turret more than one meter high. When it fell, it had turned over, turned down, and landed one or two meters away on the side of the tank.
The inside of the tank was in a mess, with dead gray colors everywhere.
At this time, such a tragedy was happening on the T-72 tanks one after another. Tanks were constantly hit and tanks were constantly blowing off the turret. At this time, the tank troops of the T-72 of the charge in Iraq were unable to do anything to the American tanks on the opposite side.
The distance is too far. Although they are also firing, their shells cannot hit the American tanks at all. Even if they can hit them occasionally, they cannot wear American armor at all!
In the past, they had never encountered such a situation. The enemy and us would quickly approach, or even reach a distance of hundreds of meters. The gunner would directly aim at the sight of the eyes to open fire. Now, the battle will actually break out at a distance of two thousand meters!
This made them unbelievable, and a sense of powerlessness emerged in their hearts.
They cannot threaten American tanks, but American tanks are constantly destroying their tanks. This is not a close-killing battle they expect, it is simply a one-sided massacre!
A despair surged in Armor Ali's heart.
Even if he can't penetrate the opponent's main armor, he is not afraid. As long as he can rush up, no matter how much sacrifice he makes, he can accept it. They will rush to the side of the enemy, even the rear, and then strike the enemy's fragile side and rear armor.
But now, even if they charge with all their might, they cannot catch up with the speed of the other party's retreat. While retreating, the other party opened fire to destroy their tanks, but they had no choice but to take the other party because they did not have enough range.
"Stop moving forward!" Armored Ali shouted loudly.
He can't move forward anymore. This kind of charge is meaningless. Those cowards don't even get close to them and will only shoot cold guns from afar!
All the tank soldiers stopped. At this moment, they felt humiliation, helplessness, anger, and more of a sense of powerlessness. In front of the Western Front, they would not fight at once.
Armored Ali frowned at this time. He had stopped. What should I do next?
Seeing that it stopped here, the American tanks on the opposite side also stopped, and continued to fire and shoot at a distance of two thousand meters.
"Reversal!" Armored Ali shouted. Since this battle is no longer possible, he is looking forward to quitting the battlefield.
Unfortunately, he no longer has the chance to withdraw from the battlefield. The T-72 tank only has one reverse gear, and the reverse speed is very slow.
Armor Ali knew that he could not turn around. If he turned around, he would leave the most vulnerable tail to the other party. At the same time, they could not turn around in place, so it would take time to turn around. They could only slowly reverse the car. At this time, just after they found that they began to retreat, the American tanks began to advance.
The distance remains two thousand meters, and the American tanks are still strolling in the garden and are still calling out at a distance. T-72 tanks are continued to be hit and then exploded.
"Damn it!" Armored Ali knew that although his tank troops had a numerical advantage, they could not do anything to the other party. If this continues, his tank troops would always be destroyed by the other party for a moment.
what to do?
"Order, the first and second battalions retreat, the third battalion attacks with me!" Armored Ali issued the most cruel order, and what was left was destined to be sacrificed, and only part of the troops could be preserved.
They move forward, others retreat, and see if the Americans move forward or backward this time!
However, at this moment, the roar of planes had already been heard in the sky, and the special tank killer, the A-10 attack plane had arrived!