war contractor

Chapter 311 Run Over!
"Target 500 meters!"

"Prepare high-explosive bombs!"

"The shells are loaded!"

"Target locked!"

"put!"

"boom!"

With a sound of release, accompanied by a huge explosion, the shells flew across the night sky like a comet, and fell into the crowd of the Namibian Independent Division in front.

"boom!"

After the explosion brought by the high-explosive bomb, the thin shell on the top was blasted, and turned into pieces of murderous weapons with high temperature, scattered into the crowd, coupled with the shock wave generated after the shell exploded, the shell landed around 40 The meter range is empty, and there are basically no living people.

The tank did not stop, and continued to move forward. The instructor opened the barrel, ejected the shell, and then quickly inserted a new round of shells: "Filling is complete!"

"Target locked!"

"put!"

With a blast, another shell hit the Namibian Independent Division in front. At a distance of 500 meters, the tank fired three shots, blasting a gap in a road for the tank to advance.

The Namibian Independent Division is a little confused now. They are walking well on the road. There is a faint sound of cars in front of them, but they don’t care too much. Their own army is advancing, and in their own country, although there are often turmoil and anti-government armed forces The rebellion is also aimed at small-scale troops. This is a division with thousands of people, and I have never encountered it.

But just now, a shell fell into their crowd suddenly, and the company walking in the front, with about 200 people, left less than one platoon, not even half of the platoon. No.

"Enemy attack!"

The commander's first reaction was that someone had attacked them, and he was about to counterattack immediately, but his subordinates reacted faster than him. The group of black soldiers fled in all directions under such a huge shelling power.

The people in front ran back like crazy, but the people behind just heard the gunfire in front, but they didn't know what happened. After receiving the order to attack, they were ready to move forward again, and the people in front and behind were just entangled like this together.

When the second shell of Yu Zhiqian and others fell into the crowd, more people were killed. About half of the soldiers in the battalion were either killed or injured, and more people were injured and trampled by their own people. , works surprisingly well.

After the third shell fell, the Namibian Independent Division, which had been blown up three times by Yu Zhiqian and others, saw the real face of the attackers, a tank, a tank they had hardly seen, even if they had seen it. It's just a tank seen on TV.

With a thick barrel and thick armor, no matter how you look at it, you can tell that this guy is not easy to mess with. When the soldiers who were planning to attack saw it, most of them chose to run, and some chose to resist and fired at the tank with their rifles.

Some of the bullets were sent flying to unknown places, and some of the bullets hit the armor of the tank, making a ping-pong sound and causing sparks, but the tank was still moving forward quickly.

When the tank enters the point where the shell of its first method fell, there are corpses and wounded soldiers everywhere around it. Within a radius of about 20 meters, no one can survive. In the middle of the radius of fifty to twenty, there are wounds everywhere. The soldiers were wailing and screaming, but no one cared about them now.

"Master, there are tanks attacking us!"

"How many tanks!"

"Just one car!"

"What is a tank afraid of, just blow him up!"

"Yes!"

Immediately after receiving the order, a black officer ordered to take out the RPG, ready to attack the tanks of Yu Zhiqian and others.

"Head, I found a suspected anti-device tool, at eleven o'clock!"

"Roger that!"

Yu Zhiqian poked his head out immediately, pulled the bolt of the machine gun hard, and aimed at the eleven o'clock position. The machine gun on the tank became the god of death for these black soldiers, and began to harvest their lives.

The position of the machine gunner of the tank is protected. There is a baffle in front of the machine gun, a hatch behind it, and raised baffles on the left and right sides to ensure the safety of the machine gunner. This design is after the Iraq war. summed up by the Americans.

At eleven o'clock, several RPG operators had just run to a position less than 150 meters away from the tank, when a row of bullets hit him. One of the operators hit him in the waist with a machine gun bullet. His interruption.

Yu Zhiqian has not found the target for the time being. After all, 150 meters at night is too far away. Yu Zhiqian can't see it at all. He can only rely on his own experience to slowly move the muzzle of the gun and move it sideways a little. After that, he quickly raised the head of the machine gun: "Give me the barrel!"

"coming!"

A gun barrel was handed over from below. Yu Zhiqian was wearing tactical gloves, but it still felt hot when he touched the gun barrel, and he couldn't care less. Yu Zhiqian quickly took off the hot gun barrel and threw it away. , after putting the new barrel on.

Reassemble the machine gun, take out a long ammunition belt, and load the bullet after installing it: "Is there any target!"

"At eleven o'clock, thermal imaging detection, about three people!"

"Received!" Yu Zhiqian adjusted the muzzle to the target position again, continued the operation just now and slowly moved his machine gun laterally a little bit. This time the effect was much better than last time. The group with RPG The guy had already loaded the rockets, squatted down and prepared for the tank to get closer, and then opened fire immediately.

But the scythe of death passed over their heads again, and the two black men carrying RPGs were shot dead by Yu Zhiqian, leaving only the last one who had to hide in the pit and did not dare to show his head, missing the best opportunity to make a move.

Bullets around Yu Zhiqian hit the baffle from time to time, but they failed to penetrate the baffle. Yu Zhiqian fired slowly and fired all [-] rounds of bullets before retracting into the tank compartment.

"Speed ​​up and run over, there are too many people!"

"Yes!"

John continued to increase the throttle, and Yu Zhiqian regretted that he did not exchange for a Leopard tank. The American M1A2 tank is a heavy tank, but its speed is not very fast. The Panther tank, which is also a heavy tank, sacrificed its armor thickness to improve up the speed.

In modern warfare, if a tank does not have an external device, it is basically difficult to withstand the power of a rocket. New steel plates have been researched, but no major breakthroughs have been made, so tanks have begun to change from armor thickness to speed. , as long as I run fast enough, you can't hit me, that's the reason.

The tank started to speed up and ran over some wounded soldiers. The sound of the tank engine and most of the people in the cabin were wearing noise-canceling communication headsets, so their wailing could not be heard.

And after the speed of the tank was increased, it began to catch up with the black people who had escaped before.

Yu Zhiqian didn't show his face, but closed the hatch, the distance was too close, if someone wanted to throw a grenade over him, what if he threw it in?
So Yu Zhiqian closed the hatch, sat inside the tank, and watched John's operation.

The tank rushed into the fleeing crowd, and Yu Zhiqian saw through the commander's observation mirror those black people who were frantically running for their lives in front of the tank, as if they didn't know how to escape.

I saw tanks chasing me behind me, but I didn't run away towards the two wings, but chose to continue forward. A small number of people in front chose to run towards the sides, and most of them still crowded forward.

Going forward, no matter how fast they ran, they couldn't outrun the tanks. When the tanks caught up with them, they were directly hit by the tanks, and then the tracks of the tanks rolled over them. After the bodies were crushed by dozens of tons of tanks, There was only a pair of skins and all kinds of minced meat left.

It took a tank 10 minutes to pass through the crowd. Yu Zhiqian didn't know how many people were killed, but at least two or 300 people were killed. Yu Zhiqian looked at the deserted road ahead and looked curiously at the instructor: "Instructor, why do you think this group of people don't know how to run to both sides?"

The instructor pushed open the upper cabin door and there was a pungent smell of blood. He had to close the cabin door and then turn on the built-in air-conditioning system to dissipate the bloody smell. People, it is impossible to stop without vomiting the acid water in the stomach.

"Do you still remember your recruit training?" After the smell dissipated a little, the instructor looked at Yu Zhiqian.

After Yu Zhiqian heard it, he thought about it and nodded. When he was a soldier, he just didn't catch up with the restructuring. At that time, the veterans still bullied the recruits to death, so Yu Zhiqian still remembers the few months of the recruits.

"Remember the courage training?"

"Tank?"

"Yes!"

In Yu Zhiqian's mind, one of his former comrades-in-arms rang out. After seeing the tank, his legs became weak and he didn't dare to move. It was very similar to Li Erniu in the TV series I am a special soldier.

The instructor pointed to his own head: "When people are frightened, many behaviors are subconscious. For example, in a car accident, some people see the car hit and stand still and dare not move. They are scared. These The same is true for people, who were so frightened that they only wanted to run for their lives, but they forgot how to do so!"

The tank crushed a road out of the crowded road, and the blood on the track did not disappear until the tank drove two kilometers away. The pursuers could no longer be seen behind them, but screams could be heard .

In the encounter of the Namibian Independent Division in less than 15 minutes just now, a total of nearly 1000 people died, and the entire unit was directly reduced by nearly one-fifth, and some soldiers ran away directly. His teeth were itchy but there was nothing he could do. He had no tanks or helicopters under his command.

There are only some armored vehicles and pickup trucks, but these vehicles can only go to death when chasing tanks, so he also gave up revenge.

"Sir, I just received news from Windhoek that Goggenb killed Falcao and he is back!"

"That damned old man isn't dead?"

"not dead!"

"..."

ps: On the last day of April, the [-]D update will start tomorrow.Wishing everyone a happy May Day in advance.

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