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Chapter 211 This battle is not a battle but a battle!

Seeing the tense situation on the battlefield, the Thai-Myanmar Tigers couldn't sit still.

Squinting his long, narrow eyes, a worried look appeared on his wrinkled face.

Wang Mingxi and the others didn't have much time, and neither did he.

"Waste, it's all waste, let the tanks on standby go out together, and quickly get rid of those tanks."

After capturing the camp of the peacekeeping force, in addition to searching for loot and counting your own prisoners, you must allow sufficient time for retreat.

It can be said that the Thai-Myanmar Tigers are not only limited in time, but also his only chance this time.

If he fails to capture the peacekeeping camp in front of him within the stipulated time, not only will Wang Mingxi and Luo Yafu be let go, but his identity will be directly exposed to Shenzhou and other countries, giving those countries an excuse to encircle and suppress him .

And if the follow-up support troops of the international alliance came, he would be unable to escape.

Under the order of the Thai-Burman Tigers, other tanks that had been on standby swarmed up. A dozen or so tanks besieged the four tanks of the peacekeeping force. Several shells landed on the tank body of the peacekeeping force.

"Hateful, hateful!"

Looking at this scene on the battlefield, Hong Xingbang's eyes were tearing apart.

He wanted to order those tanks to withdraw, but he knew very well in his heart that, not to mention whether the opponent would let these tanks withdraw from the battlefield, even if they came back, the enemy tanks would also drive over.

At that time, their defense line will definitely be torn to pieces by the enemy.

So Hong Xingbang had no other choice. Knowing that the four tanks he sent out and the drivers inside were in danger this time, he could only watch his comrades and enemies fight to the death.

"Prepare anti-tank weapons."

Couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and Hong Xingbang gave orders to the soldiers around him.

Although the quality of the tanks made in Shenzhou is far better than that of the tanks driven by the militants on the opposite side, and the driver's skills are also higher than those of the enemy, but the good tigers can't stand the pack of wolves. There are more than a dozen tanks on the opposite side. Target.

Seeing that the two tanks stopped in place after destroying several targets, Wang Mingxi and others were determined to rescue the driver inside the tanks, but they were unable to do so.

The remaining five or six tanks in the militant camp were frantically shelling the two broken down tanks, and the driver inside had no chance to come out. Together with the tank, they were sacrificed under the enemy's artillery fire.

The remaining two tanks also had no shells. Looking at the scene of the death of their comrades in arms, the voice of the tank driver full of grief and indignation came from the communication equipment.

"We are determined to pay for the dead comrades-in-arms, live and die with the tanks, and the next battle will be left to you."

After all, without waiting for Hong Xingbang to answer, the drivers of the two tanks launched their tanks loudly and rammed into the enemy tanks.

They are planning to hit head-on, sacrificing themselves to create more opportunities for their comrades.

How familiar is this scene!

Anyone who has received nine years of compulsory education in China must have learned in history books that in order to resist the aggression of foreign powers, the admiral of the last feudal dynasty drove a ship to charge the enemy's ship and vowed to Sink that enemy ship.

It was originally thought that with the country's reform and opening up, the national defense force is getting stronger and stronger, and such tragedies will never happen again.

But in this piece of land that does not belong to China, the soldiers of the China Army once again staged such a tragedy.

The tanks collided, and one of the tanks flipped over, like an overturned bastard.

Before the soldiers at the gate of the camp cheered, the militants' tanks launched a round of concentrated fire, and the shells fired directly submerged the two Shenzhou tanks in the artillery fire.

In the communicator here, there is no longer the voice of the tank driver.

Everyone fell into silence, except Luo Yafu and Hong Xingbang who were barely calm.

"Hurry up, the enemy tanks are coming up."

Having no time to grieve for the sacrifice of his comrades, Hong Xingbang organized his soldiers to prepare for the next battle.

Sure enough, after getting rid of the entanglement of the tanks here, the militants' tanks drove towards the peacekeeping force camp.

Under the command of Hong Xingbang, several anti-tank weapons fired collectively, and immediately shut down the three tanks driving in the front.

Two more tanks continued to drive towards the camp, firing several shots along the way.

The soldiers holding anti-tank weapons were the focus of the militants' attention. Before they moved their positions, they were submerged in the artillery fire.

"Fuck, I'm going to blow them up."

Wang Mingxi was furious, the battle had reached this point, if they didn't get rid of these two tanks, they would lose sooner or later.

He just picked up an explosive bag and wanted to rush out of the position, but the thing in his hand was snatched by someone.

Wang Mingxi turned his head and looked, the person who stole his things was not Luo Yafu, who else could it be?
"I go."

Luo Yafu didn't follow Wang Mingxi's ink, and made a gesture to dig out the fortifications of the position.

"No."

Wang Mingxi hastily went to pull Luo Yafu, but his movements were still half a beat slow.

Seeing that Luo Yafu was about to rush out, Wang Mingxi was so anxious that he almost spat out old blood on the spot.

At this critical moment, a person rushed forward and stopped Luo Yafu who was about to turn over the fortification.

"It's not your turn to sacrifice. I'll blow up those two tanks, and the next command will be handed over to you."

The person who stopped Luo Yafu was Hong Xingbang. With tears in his eyes, this tough man snatched the explosive bag from Luo Yafu's arms, and jumped out of the fortification without thinking about his own safety.

Although Hong Xingbang didn't have time to say more, Wang Mingxi just took a look at the man and immediately understood what he was thinking.

Hong Xingbang wanted to avenge those dead comrades with his own hands. Before he took action, he had already made a decision to hand over the command of the troops to Luo Yafu.

"Fire cover!"

Seeing Hong Xingbang running away, Wang Mingxi let out a loud roar.

It was impossible for the opponent to let Hong Xingbang run over and blow up the two tanks just like that.

The fact was just as Wang Mingxi expected, Hong Xingbang had just turned over the fortifications, and before he could run far, soldiers were sent from the opposite side to press towards the camp.

"Artillery, shoot out all the remaining shells, and make sure to hit the enemies who charge up."

Luo Yafu was also impatient. If the two tanks were not blown up, Hong Xingbang's efforts would be in vain.

For this sake, the battle was too tragic.

This battle is not a battle but a battle, and every Chinese person present is ready to sacrifice in their hearts.

(End of this chapter)