Rise of the Wasteland

Talking about his tank, Zhou Qingfeng was excited like a child. For a boy, being able to spend a lot of money like him on real guns and guns is really something to boast of.

Although the IS-7 transformed with the 'Old Five Nine' technology is old-fashioned with modern eyes, it will show its face in the Korean War in 50. Zhou Qingfeng was not afraid of spending money and didn't need his big toy for long, so various very extreme functions were integrated into it.

It was only that the queens started to think that the tank was very interesting, and they became bored after a long time. The queen husband who came after the fun behind was very tedious. If it were not forced by Liu Zonghan, they would not want to keep their smiles.

Zhou Qingfeng felt this keenly. He shrugged his shoulders and stopped introducing the baby tank, turned off the projector, and dropped the remote control of the PPT. It's time to find somewhere to eat. "

It's 8 o'clock in the evening. When the night market started, Zhou Qingfeng drove out to find food. Tianhou and their husbands will not follow, because Uncle Zhou's style of eating is too casual, he may find the most luxurious star restaurant, or the cheapest roadside stall.

Today, Zhou Qingfeng had a dinner with an old screenwriter of the Bayi Plant. He had various toss in the battle of Yunshan before, in fact, there are old scriptwriters who are familiar with the entire history of war behind the pointer. Otherwise, relying on his boring books temporarily, it is difficult to grasp the key points of the game.

The old screenwriter chose a small shop downstairs from his home. The grandfather sat down and called a few hot dishes to start discussing the battle of the Changjin Lake.

"The 9th Corps of the Volunteer Army fought a US Army Division 1 in Changjin Lake. It was a terrible fight. We had 160,000 people hitting more than 60,000 enemies but failed to achieve the purpose of the campaign. We lost more than ten days of effort At 60,000, the battle was downsized by only 30,000, but frostbite was more severe than death. "

Talking about this tragic battle, the old screenwriter groaned. There are too many regrets in this battle, and they have been interpreted in various ways by subsequent generations, including sarcasm and even insults.

"If there is no war, I know that many young people now read some books and feel how great they are, and that their ancestors are too stupid. But those guys who can only talk nonsense can be exhausted after running five kilometers. What do they know? What strategy and war? "The old screenwriter sneered dismissively.

Zhou Qingfeng asked sincerely, "If you want to save this battle, how do you proceed?"

The old writer ate beef and shook his head with a smile: "There is a reason why the war is like that, not that you can change it. You feel that the old handsome men of Rongma's life are stupid than you, look Less than the plight of the Nine Corps at that time? "

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"Then if there is a particularly powerful tank platoon entering the battlefield, is there any way to turn it around?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

The old screenwriter was amused, "Tank platoon? You just have a tank division. It's useless. At that time, Americans were not as powerful as a few more weapons, but the generational difference of the entire combat system. Your aircraft is vegetarian. You dare not dare to come up during the day!

Besides, at that time the volunteers suffered such a large loss, and the biggest difficulty was the severe cold. If it weren't for -30 degrees below zero, the Marine Division would be over. "

Zhou Qingfeng may still be able to fight, but he is really helpless about the weather. He couldn't help but feel a deep headache for the situation that he will face next. This copy of the Korean battlefield is really harder than one!

"War is not a game, and you are not ready to fight again. You cannot pause, and you ca n’t fight halfway and feel like you are losing. Then you can start again. You have to fight when the enemy kills you. Man, wasn't it spelled out for a price? "

When the old screenwriter said this, he paused for a while, and then said, "You just said that if there is a powerful tank platoon, what is the best thing to do? I have a solution that is not a solution.

The logistics of the Volunteers are rotten and cannot be improved. If you want to narrow the pros and cons of both sides, then just ignore yourself and work hard to mix the logistics of the US military. Americans are people too, and they will collapse if they don't eat or drink. If things get worse, they will die faster if they haven't suffered. "

Hmm ... this is an idea!

But the problem is that American logistics must be heavily protected, and it is not easy to destroy it?

However, the old screenwriter provided Zhou Qingfeng with an idea. After all, in terms of the ability to break through on the land battlefield, the tank must be first. And he happened to have a super tank, although there was only one platoon.

In the following days, Zhou Qingfeng began to carefully study the logistics system of the US Army in the Battle of Changjin Lake. His eyes were on the material storage yard and road of the First Division. As time passed, a month came.

Three IS-7 heavy tanks and two engineering vehicles transformed from the tank chassis are ready, and one reinforced tank is discharged on the Korean battlefield in the winter of 50 years. Zhou Qingfeng entered the copy again and immediately felt the coldness of the bone.

"My God, I'm wearing a single coat for the wool?" Zhou Qingfeng remembered that he was wearing a warm wool uniform of the US military ~ www.readwn.com ~ Look at the woods surrounded by snow and ice, the cold wind blowing, 'GOD' The members of the tank platoon prepared for Zhou Qingfeng are in sight.

The former vice squad became the platoon deputy, and the 'old machine gun' became the squad leader. But everyone was wearing thin winter clothes, and they had to fall snow in the low temperature of minus thirty degrees and exhale into ice.

Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon is a special arrangement he obtained using BUG. Normally, each IS-7 has five crew members. After improvement, only four people are required to drive and fight.

Taking advantage of the large space in the electric drive tank, Zhou Qingfeng learned from Israel's "Meikawa" approach, and he stuffed eight people during the transformation. These eight people can be expanded into two tanks when necessary, greatly enhancing his strength.

In addition to doubling the number of cars, Zhou Qingfeng also added two more engineering vehicles modified with the same chassis. The engineering vehicle had no artillery and reduced armor, but was equipped with a bulldozer, traction tools and a large cargo warehouse, which was specially used to supply ammunition for Zhou Qingfeng.

The engineering vehicle is also a member of two sets of vehicles. If necessary, Zhou Qingfeng can use his extra members to expand into a small tank company with ten tanks. But now, Zhou Qingfeng's tank platoon, all forty, are all standing in the cold wind.

"Damn," GOD ", his mother didn't even prepare clothes for Lao Tzu, and wanted to freeze me alive?" Zhou Qingfeng's body shivered, let alone other people. Everyone looked iron-blue and felt frozen at any time.

And this is not the biggest problem for Zhou Qingfeng ...

The deputy stepped forward a half step and said in a heavy voice: "The platoon leader, we are in big trouble. The diesel fueled to us by the enemy aircraft was blown up halfway by the enemy plane.

Lying down ... Zhou Qingfeng is really dark before his eyes!