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Chapter 1451 The Fall of Portland (Second update, please subscribe)

"Crash..."

On the streets of Portland, the clatter of metal tracks echoed across the battlefield, accompanied by the sound of bones being crushed.

On the snow-covered street, a tank continued to advance along the street under the cover of dozens of infantry. Although there were barricades of resisters on the street, it was hardly worth mentioning in front of the tank. Originally It can block infantry attacks and barricades, and is easily knocked over by tanks. The resisting soldiers turned into ghosts under the fire of machine guns.

And the tank drove over the corpse, crushing the intact corpse into pieces of meat. The tracks of the tank were covered with pieces of meat. When it was moving, it even made two red tracks in the snow.

"See? This is a tank!"

Remy, who was staying in the ruins by the roadside, said to Garybur.

"As long as they walk back and forth twice, they will turn all the corpses into minced meat..."

In the past few days, in Portland, there have been rumors everywhere about the power of the tank. It can destroy everything, not to mention that bullets cannot penetrate its steel armor, and even cannons cannot destroy it.

Licking his dry lips and taking a breath, Remy touched the "Thor's Hammer" beside him. This thing was sold to the South by arms smugglers of the Empire as early as the Civil War. It contained 2 kilograms of silica explosives. Thor's Hammer was well received by soldiers from both the North and the South as soon as it was put into the battlefield. In the past, "Thor's Hammer" was used to destroy fortifications, but now?

"It should be able to blow up tanks!"

Holding it firmly, Remy silently thought that Remy was not sure whether the "Thor's Hammer" could blow up tanks, but this guy could even blow up a house, so he should be able to blow up tanks!
Remy glanced at Garybur on the side.

"God bless, wish I could blow it up!"

"Remy!"

Garybur looked at his friend nervously.

"Garibur, you will fight the infantry in a while. After separating the infantry, I will blow him up! Just like we used to fight the Indians, you attract the attention of the infantry, and I will deal with the tank!"

Perhaps Remy was not a soldier, but they had fought many battles with the Indians as a militia, but at that time, Garybull and the others were responsible for attracting the attention of the Indians, and what about him?He led others to attack the Indian camp and killed the women and children in the camp.

"Remy, this is too dangerous!"

"Don't blow up the tank, we'll all die here! And..."

Looking at his friend, Remy said.

"We need to know how to destroy it!"

After that, he carried the "Thor's Hammer" and ran towards the front where the house was blown up, and then gestured to Garybur and his friends.

They pulled the triggers and fired at the infantry. In the face of fierce counterattacks, the infantry accompanied by the tank attack and retreated to the ruins on both sides of the road. While they were shooting at the enemy, the tanks continued to move forward. The drivers were unaware that they were breaking away from the covering infantry.

"It's now!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Remy kept moving from the ruins with his waist down. He kept crawling among the bomb craters and ruins.Carefully crossing the bomb crater and the ruins, he finally came to the ruins of a broken wall only a dozen or so away from the tank, and lay down in the ruins waiting for the tank to approach.

"Closer, closer..."

When the tank was only a few meters away from him.Remy bowed his body as much as possible, shrank into a ball completely, the ground even trembled when the tank passed by, the dust between the broken bricks kept sliding down, and he saw the tank passing by from the gap.

It was too late to say it, but it was so fast, he jumped up suddenly.Raising his hand, the "Thor's Hammer" in his hand was thrown straight at the roaring tank.

With a "boom", the heavy "Thor's Hammer" landed on the tank body.

It worked!
Without even waiting for Remy to cheer for his success, the infantry in the rear spotted him and immediately shot at him. on the ground.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a violent explosion, a violent explosion exploded behind the tank that was rampaging on the street, and the tank was destroyed in the explosion.

When the tank was destroyed, everyone was stunned. Who could believe the scene in front of them?

The seemingly invincible tank was thus destroyed!

Taking advantage of the stunned effort of the Ming army, Garybur led the militiamen to launch a counterattack. I don't know if it was because they were too shocked, but the Ming army retreated after a little resistance.

After repelling the Ming army, Garybur came to the ruins, and he saw the dying Remy.

"Remy, Remy..."

Hearing his friend's shout, Remy smiled and murmured.

"I, I destroyed it, destroyed the tank..."

"I know, I know, you must survive..."

Remy died at Ghalib's shouts.

Half an hour later, under the counterattack of the Ming army, Garybull and the others left dozens of corpses and escaped from their defense line. Occasional acts of bravery on the battlefield could not change the general trend of the battlefield.

On January 1, Portland, a city of 23 people, finally surrendered after a month of resistance and at the cost of tens of thousands of deaths.

When the command surrendered, not everyone chose to surrender. At least Garybull did not surrender. He led more than 100 militiamen to withdraw from Portland before surrendering. On the edge of the forest covered with heavy snow, He turned his head and glanced at the city behind him. This beautiful city has now been turned into ruins. Many houses are burning in the artillery fire, and more houses are left with only black beams.

Post-war Portland has been completely devastated!

Here is their city, a city completely destroyed.

"Captain, we are leaving."

Amidst the urging voices of his comrades-in-arms, Garybull pursed his lips, stared at the distant city, and then he said to himself.

“We will definitely be back!”

Whether this oath can be realized is still unknown, but one thing is certain is that Portland, the largest city in the north of the West Coast, was finally conquered after 35 days of holding on. Nearly half of the 4 defenders were killed or injured. Less than 5000 people broke through and fled into the forest, and fled from the forest to the south where it has not yet fallen.

But the fall of the South is only a matter of time, and the fall of Portland has an unprecedented impact on Americans in the west. After all, Portland is a metropolis in the eyes of many northerners...

(End of this chapter)