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Chapter 954 Tanks (seeking a monthly pass)

That's right, it's the sound of the chain track. Flash dance

Fang Buwei breathed a hard sigh.

I was so excited that I actually forgot that there were weapons like tanks in the Japanese landing troops?

There were also some in **, which were imported from the UK. Although there was only one tank battalion, at the beginning, they were equipped with the Ninth Legion of Zhang Zhizhong and set off to the sea.

Unfortunately, even teachers like the 87th and 88th Divisions who have received German rituals do not know how to coordinate with the stairs and tanks. They only know how to dodge bullets behind the tanks, but they do not know how to protect the tanks.

Only when the tank is blown up by the Japanese anti-tank guns will they fill it with their lives.

Just one month later, a tank battalion was beaten to a few moves.

The rest are light chariots, which the Japanese army can solve by using heavy machine guns.

"Look for grenade bundles or explosive packs, speed up!" Fang Buwei roared and jumped out of the trench.

Ye Xingzhong was stunned for a moment, and asked with a pale face: "Is the Iron Tortoise here?"

"What are you talking about?" Fang Buwei kicked Ye Xingzhong, "It's better to have a grenade bundle, explosive packs, but they must be big enough!"

The explosive packs in ** are all black gunpowder, with limited power and insufficient weight, and the chain rails of Japanese tanks will be blown up.

Ye Xingzhong was kicked and turned around. When he got up, his face turned pale. 35xs

It's not the first time I've seen a Japanese tank, Ye Xingzhong isn't afraid.

I am still afraid of what Fang Buwei said.

Fang Buwei asked him to prepare explosive packs, which means that Fang Buwei wanted to blow up the tank himself?

I'm fucking your mother, I'm really desperate?

Ye Xingzhong got up, not even his waist, and rushed towards the corner of the trench like a gust of wind.

Fang Buwei thought Ye Xingzhong had gone to find a grenade or explosive pack, so he cursed him stupidly.

There were clustered thunder and bundles of explosives under the feet of the soldiers next to them. Check it out, tie it tightly and use it.

Ye Xingzhong, this bastard, is seeking farewell?

Fang Buwei shouted a few times, not knowing that the shells exploded too loudly, but he didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it. Fang Buwei shouted, but he ran faster.

Son of a bitch.

Fang Buwei cursed again.

The tank is still far away, and the smoke and dust are too heavy. It will take a few minutes to rush to the range that Fang Buwei imagines. Fang Buwei is not too anxious.

He felt a slight dizziness as he rose rapidly.

Fang Buwei knew that he was really the head.

In the past, it was all small scenes, and this was Fang Buwei’s real first battlefield. It would be strange if he was not excited.

Fang Buwei exhaled heavily, forcing himself to calm down.

He knew very well that it was necessary to maintain proper excitement, but if he was too excited and couldn't hold back a dozen excitements, it would be no different from dying.

Fang Buwei exhaled, while holding guns, lying on the side of the mud wall, waiting for the cannon to stop, the soldiers rushed out walked over.

"Show me the gun!" Fang Buwei said.

Fang Buwei was wearing military uniforms, and the soldier knew that he was a high-ranking official just by looking at the epaulette.

The highest commander of this position was a lieutenant colonel battalion commander. He was not as high as Fang Buwei. After his request, the soldiers dared not be negligent and subconsciously handed over the gun.

"The gun chamber is so sharp..." Fang Buwei took a look and threw it back.

Fang Buwei wanted to find a handy sniper rifle.

He didn't expect that he could fight before he could report to Song Yuanliang?

He asked Chen Sunong to bring all the guns specially used for sniping back to the division headquarters first. Except for Ye Xingzhong's bag, there was only a fast and slow machine and two magazines on his waist.

“The sight is too bad…”

"I'm going to... the barrel is not very straight... aren't you afraid of blowing up the chamber?" Fang Buwei was shocked and sweated coldly.

I have been working for a month and haven't repaired it much. The poor ones are the ones that deserve it.

After watching seven or eight shots in a row, Fang Buwei finally found a relatively satisfactory shot.

Not to mention the newest gun, it is still 98k.

nice one!

Fang Buwei grinned, ran back to his original position with a gun, and quickly installed a scope.

Ye Xingzhong had just run back to the position of the fort.

Two officers and several soldiers were fiddling with a mountain cannon.

Ye Xingzhong suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, if you have this thing, don’t worry about Fang Buwei bringing an explosive bag to blow up the tank.

Although he is not a professional artillery, after being in the Tax Police Corps for so long, Ye Xingzhong has more or less aware of heavy weapons.

The cannon in front of me should be imported from Sweden and is standard for the third gun regiment. In addition to its powerful force and long shooting, the key is that it can shoot flat and can be used as an anti-tank gun.

When Ye Xingzhong walked closer and looked at him, his smile seemed to be frozen.

The axles and gun mounts of the mountain cannons were blown up, and they were all built with wooden piers?

An officer was adjusting the angle, while several soldiers carried the gun barrels, and under the command of the officer, they were lining the anti-aircraft gun barrels bit by bit.

How can I fight this?

Ye Xingzhong didn't know that because he could not move, the Third Cannon Regiment did not take him away when he drove to Luodian.

He rushed over and asked anxiously, "Can you fight a tank?"

The officer just now shook his head and replied, "The cannon stand is broken, and there is no way to shoot it flat!"

Can't I shoot flat?

Ye Xingzhong was anxious: "Where is the Sanqi Cannon? Is there any?"

He was talking about German 37mm anti-tank guns, and the Tax Police Corps had them.

The officer said impatiently: "The entire division has only four s. Two s are beaten and destroyed. One sect was blown up by the Japanese, and the other sect is in the division headquarters..."

As of 1937, the National Government had only imported 150 197 artillery pieces, and there were more than 50 direct divisions of the Central Army alone, as well as side divisions, and newly incorporated ones?

The eighty-eighth teacher can be divided into four sects because it is the teacher's face.

Since there is only one door left, with Song Yuanliang's character of cherishing his life, he wished he could tie it to the waist of his pants before he could put it on.

"The Japanese tank horse is coming, what are you going to do?" Ye Xingzhong asked anxiously.

"Nonsense, what else can I do?" The officer tilted his head and pointed to a few soldiers tied to a grenade not far away and said, "Of course, I'll fill it with my life..."

This is the only way for most of the ** troops to deal with tanks.

If you die halfway through the first time, the second horse will be...

Ye Xingzhong was completely desperate.

There are mortars, just under Ye Xingzhong's feet, but using this thing to hit a tank is about the same probability as using a rifle to hit the fuel tank of an aircraft.

The Japanese are not fools either. Could you stop the tank and fight for you?

what to do?

Ye Xingzhong lied.

At worst, I can't do it myself.

Ye Xingzhong gritted his teeth, turned his head and ran back.
Chapter completed!
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