Alsim was so angry that he almost wanted to smash the phone in his hand, but he could only think about it.
"14.5? Damn it, if I give you a fucking call on 14.5! Even my infantry fighting vehicle's 25-gun cannon is better than yours! Sukka! What a load of nonsense!"
Alsim replaced the above internal curse with "No need" and hung up the phone directly. However, hanging up the phone did not mean that the problem was solved. What to do next was still the top priority in front of Alsim.
problem.
"Damn, let's just use machine guns. It's better than nothing!"
Alsim, who really had no choice but to do the next best thing, planned to flash back to the infantry fighting vehicle not far behind him again, and try to call for fire support from the infantry fighting vehicle again, so as to resurrect the firepower point that had been killed once.
A burst of fire suppression.
And this time, we must double the amount of projectiles fired last time to ensure that the root of the problem is eradicated.
I just didn't expect that Alsim had just made up his mind and was about to leave. Before he even took out his legs, a familiar figure suddenly crouched down and stepped out from the street entrance just a few meters away.
, coming straight.
"Fuck! Are you fucking crazy? There are bullets flying everywhere in here. Can't you fucking see it?"
"Saw."
"You saw it and rushed over? Do you want to go on the road with me?!"
"Because I know how to solve your troubles! You'd better find a girl to bury with you. I'm not interested in you."
"."
Rushing through the hail of bullets, he walked swiftly behind the tank. At this moment, the man hiding side by side with Alsim behind the butt of IS7 was the company deputy comrade who had the best relationship with Alsim in the whole company, and was also the only one who dared to
The ruthless man who stood up to Alsim when he was cheating on him.
"There's something wrong with the tank?"
It was obvious that something had happened if he didn't fire for a long time. It was impossible for him to act like an idiot here and not even turn the turret. He was hit by a German machine gun with sparks on his scalp and didn't even fight back.
Even the judgment made after seeing it with the naked eye was quickly recognized directly by Alsim.
"The breech block is faulty. The guys inside said it is stuck and cannot be ejected from the shell. They are using the loading rod to pry the breech block. There is no other way but to give in to the tank for another round, and then
Gather the men and rush that broken building down, I've had enough!"
"."
The company officer who heard this did not give Alsim a direct answer. Instead, he took advantage of the gap where the German guy's machine gun on the opposite side was obviously reloading bullets. He poked his head out a little and took a look at the exact location of the monster machine gun.
, and then immediately retracted his head again.
"No problem, I can get it! There is no obstruction in the shooting range, and the thing happens to be still on the second floor."
"Can you get it? Just right???"
Alsim was a little confused, and it sounded like there was something behind his words. It wasn't that simple. The lieutenant who had no intention of showing off immediately raised his hand and pointed.
"Over there, at the intersection! TOS-1 has already driven up, they will be there soon! That place can shoot directly at the balcony on the second floor. The shooting range is just right. Let's check for the last time whether there are any Germans around here.
Anti-tank firepower!”
"Fuck! TOS-1? These things are coming up???"
This is not the first street battle in Berlin, but it is the first time that TOS-1 has been directly pulled into the line of fire and targeted at building bombs since arriving in Berlin.
Alsim, who knew how devastating the firepower of that thing was, now no longer had to worry about the first problem, which was his own problem. As for the second problem that he had to worry about, it had completely changed now.
"Anti-tank and anti-tank firepower, don't rush me to think about it! Let me think about it."
Alsim, whose adrenaline was racing, breathing like an old cow breathing heavily, and whose own ears could hear his own heart pounding, really needed to think calmly, even if it was just for a short two or three seconds, before speaking again.
The answer has been determined.
"Yes, I'm sure! The two anti-tank guns on the first floor in front and on the left have been knocked out, and the anti-tank missiles in the grocery store on the right have also been hit by IS7. Everything that can be seen is gone.
But if you want to say that a lengzhong with an iron fist suddenly jumped out from a high place, that's another matter."
"That's enough, that's enough! Hurry up and take cover, that thing is coming out!!!"
"Damn it so fast"
There was definitely no other place to hide. When the German machine gun changed its bullets and started screaming again, Alsim and the company mate were once again surrounded by all kinds of crackling bullets.
. Good luck can bless you once, and that’s good luck, but you can’t expect to rely on good luck the second time. Now both Alsim and the company’s deputy understand that in addition to hiding behind the huge IS7 to seek
There is no choice outside of cover.
As for whether you can escape it?
That can only be said, hanging.
really.
"The tanks of the forward siege team reported that their main gun failed to operate and they needed to take over fire support! The primary target is the machine gun on the balcony on the second floor of the blue building. It is firing. The target is finally confirmed!"
"The gunner confirmed, the target was found! The view is clear all the way!"
"Okay! The driver stops the car and enters the combat position! The gunner is ready to fire three rounds! Lock the target!"
When the TOS-1, which uses the IS6 chassis as a mobile platform, slowly stops and enters the shooting position, the huge launch box supported by the hydraulic linkage has been lifted at the same time, filling it like a honeycomb of 16
310mm special ammunition with enhanced warhead charge is ready.
"Target locked!"
"Steady the box and keep it locked!"
"Very good, fire!"
Boom boom boom——
TOS-1 has many nicknames within the leadership division, such as "Land Bomber", "Comrade Commander's Lawnmower", etc. One of the nicknames that is the loudest, most well-known, and most descriptive is a bit derogatory.
It's called "Arsonist".
As the name suggests, this nickname is determined by the weapon characteristics of TOS-1 itself.
Whenever multiple rockets of this thing are fired in a concentrated manner, the tail flames emitted by the 310mm heavy-duty rockets densely arranged inside the launch box can ignite any combustible objects in the surrounding area just like a space rocket launch.
When a fire goes on, sometimes the car is not on fire but the surrounding area is completely engulfed.
Opening fire in the wild will ignite weeds, dead trees and leaves. As for opening fire in the city, change the place.
This is a rare first time in Berlin.
The result was that everything visible to the naked eye behind the butt of TOS-1 that was not fixed was thrown into the sky by the violent tail flame heat flow, and was blown away on the spot.
Beer bottles, trash cans, German intestines, whatever you want, as long as they are flammable, light them all on fire, and then suddenly fan them vertically like Sun Houhou borrowed the banana fan from his sister-in-law.
Take off and spiral into the sky.
The space was limited and the entire street was relatively narrow, and even a terrifying fire storm briefly erupted, roaring and raging.