Chapter 2342 Now is the Tiger King’s Time (Part 1)

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2342 Now is the Tiger King’s Time (Part 1)

What rumbled in the captain's periscope was a whole armored column of the US military.

The white circle of five-pointed stars was extremely conspicuous under the sunlight. Those ignorant and joking, without knowing that the death of the god of death had raised a sickle to their necks, even sat on the butt of the tank and were talking and laughing.

Even if the enemy is large and we are small, we will be single and lonely.

Weitman, who lurked in the shadows, still planned to do this. He was sure that he had the confidence and ability to do it, just like creating the so-called "legend" in the eyes of others in Pokaki Village.

For real legends, legends can definitely be replicated and created again, and Weitman himself believes in this.

"Reload armor-piercing bullets, the gunner is ready! Aim at the first front car!"

"American little loli, come to dad's place~"

"The armor-piercing projectile is ready, loading is complete!"

"Aimed!"

"Then, open fire!"

Before the huge cannon sound poured into the ears, the whistling sound of supersonic cannonballs that broke through the air had arrived and were implanted in the mind.

call out--

Boom-

boom--

It was as easy as cutting the first slice of breakfast bread in the early morning with a silver-shiny dish. The Weitmann 007 car, who ambushed the first from the side, succeeded with a blow and poured it in with a bang.

The 105mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile with strong impact potential energy effortlessly penetrated the armor of the first M26 "Pershing" car, instantly turning this new US tank that was officially put into battle not long ago into a torch and burned wildly.

"Oh, God! What happened!? What the hell is that?"

"Fake! Who the hell is here to save me, my legs! Where is the medic??"

"Peterson was hit, and they were all finished! Repeat, Pitson and the others were finished"

The second Pan Datou Tank, which followed closely behind, had not had time to finish his words, and in such a short few seconds of reaction time, the unexpected second attack came again.

call out--

Boom-

"God! Fark! What happened? What happened outside! Report, report quickly!!!"

"Blake's crew was hit and the ammunition was exploded! They were finished, Black and the others were finished!"

"Shit!!!"

The entire radio channel is full of noisy shouts and shouts from US armored soldiers. In fact, even if you don’t look at these steel monsters, just looking at the situation outside the tank is almost the same.

The American soldiers who were knocked down from the tanks of dying death or fell to the ground, either lying on the ground, their bodies fell to the ground without knowing whether they were dead or alive, and their blood was flowing endlessly, and no one cared about it.

A fireman emerged from the first burning car, but it was not so much a "person", but it was just a moving torch that could hardly be seen in human form.

The fire just fluttered randomly from the tank wreckage. After the fire burned in just a few seconds, there was no movement and he fell to the ground.

There are only two things left in the fire, the burning flames, and the fuel for the flames to burn, that's all.

The surviving American soldiers were panicked, like frightened rabbits, fleeing everywhere, not knowing where the enemy was, nor did they have the combat orders issued by their superiors. Both of them ran down the slope and hid on the back slope of the dirt road. This is the most meaningful thing they can do within their cognitive scope for the present.

After all, if you lose your life, it would be meaningless if you say anything else?

In fact, the commander of the US armored soldiers who were in the center did not realize a problem until now.

No matter what enemies you face or how many enemies there are, in short, there is a most difficult situation that has been hit on the top of your forehead.

Not only was the first car killed, but the rear car ended up the same thing immediately.

Faxis on the opposite side cut off his head and tail as soon as he made a move, blocking the U.S. tank column on the dirt road forward or backward. The remaining tanks stuck in the middle cannot advance or retreat for a while, and are blocked. If you want to resume maneuvering, you must at least complete the turn.

But this is not easy for Pershing, who weighs 41 tons in the battle and has only a 500 horsepower engine. Pershing is not very capable of doing anything that Sherman can do. Don't expect this thing to be as flexible as the leopard in the German Zoo.

"Damn, we were caught! I can't move!"

"Shut up! Turn, turn quickly! Reverse down the slope! Quickly!"

"But I saw infantry hiding under the slope"

"Fuck the infantry! They have eyes, and they will dodge themselves when they see the tanks turn upside down, so they will turn to reverse the car quickly!"

So will everything really be so easy?

The grin that gently raised the corner of Weitman's mouth did not agree with this, it was obvious.

"The target, the US tanks on the dirt road, open fire at will!"

"Armor-piercing bullets, release them!"

boom--

Another loud roaring sound broke through the air, and the third round was blasted out by the streamlined armor-piercing projectile wrapped in a wind hood, and rushed towards the target again.

Another scene of a red-bolted bone-stinging knife stabbing a cream cake is happening.

A M26 Pershing, who was turning, was shot in the middle of the 105mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectile shot from the oblique side and directly penetrated the lateral armor on the left front of the turret. After blasting through the armor plate, the projectile hit the bullet head-on and exploded instantly.

The broken projectile fragments, the armor fragments brought out instantly from the breakdown, and the fiery flames burst out from the projectile explosion.

The metal and flames were wrapped together, causing a storm of death toll in the entire turret.

The luck was pretty good, at least there was no ammunition on the spot, nor did it catch fire, but the "good luck" of the entire US military crew was limited to this.

The bursting charge and the high-speed metal fragments not only instantly cleared the three crew members in the turret, but even the head and co-drivers in front of the turret were affected under the turret. The back of the head and the flames and fragments rolling behind him were scorched to the back of his head and pierced the back. His death was the only possible result.

After all, Pan Datou, who once repeatedly jumped between medium-sized tanks and heavy tanks, is really not a car with a spacious interior space. It is pierced through the front armor of the turret by a large caliber and high-loaded armor-piercing projectile and then "taken away the whole car". This is reasonable and not surprising. There is nothing to be surprised or strange about.

"The third one is resolved, continue!"

Master Wei’s “Fruit Ninja” game is still going on.

"There are three shots left, hit the right point! The loading is completed!"

"Try this, American!"
Chapter completed!