Lao Tzu is a Warlord

　　The miserable situation is simply hell on earth.

　　Claire Latin and Comrade Political Commissar were immediately protected by the guard battalion, and all firemen who approached were killed by submachine guns, mercilessly and extremely ruthless.

　　After throwing all the incendiary bombs, the B-17 returned to the sky, followed by the Qingluan fighter jets to bomb.

　　Another round of heavy aviation incendiary bombs dropped on the suffering Soviet troops below.

　　The raging fire continued to burn, like roasting meat in the stove. The smell of barbecue was everywhere between the sky and the earth, and the thick smoke had already floated into the sky.

　　Seeing the sea of ​​flames below, Li Zijing was extremely happy. The Qingluan fighter jets dived and bombed one after another. The [-]-jin incendiary bombs were thrown directly into the sea of ​​flames and filled with fuel.

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　　A small number of anti-aircraft guns were set up by the desperate Soviets and were ready to shoot.

　　However, the bombers that had been prepared for a long time swooped down directly, and the 12.7 caliber machine guns kept turning, firing a series of bullet storms, smashing the artillery close to the anti-aircraft guns.

　　The air force swept across the sky for an entire hour, half an hour before leaving abruptly.

　　A scene of hell was left behind.

　　Claire Latin, the commander of the 208th Division, and comrades of the political commissar were stunned. Looking at the scene in front of them, they knew that the 208th Division was over.

　　Half of them were hit by heavy aviation incendiary bombs.

　　Died in pain one after another.

　　God, what kind of crime is this.

　　Claire Latin covered her face in pain, not daring to look at the tragic image of the Soviet soldiers being burned in front of her.

　　I have heard that the Jagged Army has this kind of bomb for a long time, but I didn't expect it to be used on their heads.

　　This intuitive sight almost made him faint.

　　This is too tragic!

　　My soldiers, my 208th Division!

　　In this air raid, only a few thousand people survived.

　　However, in the face of the ruthless fire, these people have already collapsed! .

Chapter 412 The Powerful Dragon Tank

　　It's over, it's over.

　　When I said it, I felt uneasy when I came, and always felt that something was about to happen.

　　It was constantly destroyed by Comrade Stalin, so I hurried to the border of Naryn State. Now it is fine, and it was directly wiped out by other people's air force.

　　Looking at the miserable scene of the Soviet soldiers under his command being burned by the fire, one reaction is absurd.

　　This kind of bomb is too scary.

　　The brave Soviet Red Army was not afraid of charging, not afraid of death, but being burned alive like this is indeed the most unacceptable.

　　……

　　……

　　Eagle Fairclough led his two tank divisions and was rushing to the destination day and night.

　　At this time, Eagle Fairclough was observing the situation of the Soviet army covered by the fire through the scope "208". At this time, the [-]th Division was burned by the fire and there was no effective organization at all.

　　Seeing the chaos of the Soviet army, Igor Fairclough couldn't help but sneered, he didn't need the coordination of the infantry at all, it seems that my judgment was correct, all they needed was one charge to defeat them all.

　　But defeat is not the result he wants, what he wants is complete annihilation.

　　Because behind him there are many huge armored personnel carriers.

　　Eagle Fairclough barked over the radio, "Order Dragon, Tiger, Panther, charge, APCs to follow."

　　"Yes!"

　　"Yes!"

　　"understand!"

　　"Roger that!"

　　The entire armored force received orders.

　　……

　　……

　　Comrade Claire Latin looked dejected, and began to gather the remaining troops. No matter what, his troops could not be lost.

　　After some tossing and counting the number of people, there are only more than 5000 people who can fight.

　　Seeing such a scene, he almost vomited blood.

　　Damn Iron Blood Army, you have cleaned up the results of my business for many years.

　　He said to the political commissar with a cold face: "Clean up the artillery and vehicles that can still be used, let's get out of here as soon as possible!"

　　Comrade Political Commissar is relatively young, that is, in his thirties, and he is a standard handsome guy. At this moment, he doesn't care who orders who, and directly starts to do what Comrade Locklear Latin ordered.

　　Just as he was starting to count the available artillery, suddenly there was a violent explosion nearby, and a transport truck that survived in the air was instantly smashed to pieces by a shell.

　　"No, it's an enemy attack."

　　Comrade Claire Latin immediately recognized the sound of a 105mm smoothbore gun.

　　With the sound of the explosion, the troops that had just assembled began to become a mess again.

　　"Don't panic, don't panic, get to your positions, and bring all the cannons you can use to me!"

　　Comrade Claire Latin hissed and tried his best to direct.

　　At this time, a soldier suddenly pointed forward and shouted in horror: "Comrade commander, the enemy... the enemy is attacking!"

　　"What are you doing, just come up, calm down, don't forget that you are a glorious Soviet Red Army soldier!"

　　Comrade Claire Latin kicked him away, and suddenly felt the whole earth tremble/shake.

　　A powerful roar sounded.

　　"Damn it, it's a tank!"

　　Comrade Claire Latin has seen the huge tanks rushing towards them, and they are rushing towards them!

　　"Oh my god, what kind of tank is that, why is it so huge?"

　　Claire Latin was shocked, with an unbelievable expression on her face.

　　……

　　……

　　The group of tanks, headed by dragon tanks, formed a gourd formation, swarming here, like a sharp knife that split the world and directly inserted into the position of Soviet soldiers.

　　Eagle Fairclough, as usual, charged forward.

　　"The first team, facing southeast, attack!"

　　"The second team is in charge of destroying the artillery!"

　　"The third team, intersperse their formation!"

　　"The third team is in charge of intercepting in the southwest direction. Be sure to surround them and strangle them!"

　　……

　　……

　　Eagle Fairclough was advancing quickly, and the machine guns kept firing. Every vibration of the 105mm smoothbore gun was the death of a large number of people...

　　This is a pure tank charge without the coordination of infantry. At this moment, the Soviet soldiers have been beaten up and can't find the north at all. They seem to have lost their ability to resist and fight.

　　They fled here and there, chaotically, trying to escape for their lives.

　　Nonsense, how can a body of flesh and blood beat a body of steel, so naturally they have to run for their lives.

　　"Quickly, quickly push out the anti-tank gun. Damn it, don't use a rifle anymore. Your brain is full of shit, can that broken gun penetrate tanks?"

　　Now, Comrade Claire Latin is a little helpless, damn it, what link went wrong, why did he suffer such a sudden blow from the Iron Blood Army!

　　When the surviving artillery pulled out more than a dozen 45mm anti-tank guns that were still intact, the Dragon tank had already appeared in front of them.

　　"put!"

　　"put!"

　　"put!"

　　A dozen 45mm anti-tank guns fired in anger.

　　The body of a dragon tank visibly shook.

　　"Anti-tank gun, to the left!"

　　The driver turned the turret to look for the enemy's traces in the scope, and suddenly saw the flames of artillery fire on the left side.

　　"At ten o'clock, the distance is 80 meters, let it go!"

　　The high-strength armor of the Dragon tank is ineffective against 45mm anti-tank guns.

　　Comrade Claire Latin saw that the steel monsters were hit by his own anti-tank guns from 3.2 to [-], and immediately became overjoyed, "Haha, let's do this, the great Soviet Red Army soldiers are not afraid of the enemy, so I should hit them hard! "

　　Just when he was happy, a soldier pointed forward tremblingly: "Tank, tank..." There was fear in the voice.

　　"What tank, the tank was killed!"

　　Comrade Claire Latin revealed a dissatisfaction and looked forward.

　　"My God, what kind of monster is this!"

　　The gunpowder smoke gradually dissipated, and he was horrified to find that the tank with the beak-shaped turret moved again, and the turret rotated, aiming at the position of the anti-tank gun.

　　"My God, it can still move!"

　　"Damn it, stop it!".