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Chapter 105 Tank Battle

In fairness, there are many problems with the Mark IV tank, but this does not prevent it from being a dazzling boy in World War I, especially on a battlefield with complex terrain.

"Start the engine! John!" Captain Edward Kenway shouted loudly.

"Yes, sir!" The driver sitting in the front of the tank violently shook the crossbar in front of him, and then the horizontal engine located in the middle of the tank began to roar, several pistons began to reciprocate, and a steady stream of power passed through the two rear engines. The transmission was transmitted, and after a shock, the 28-ton behemoth with two 57mm guns and four Hotchkiss machine guns began to move slowly.

"Keep speed, let's wait for the order!" The captain pushed open the observation window on the top of the tank, and there were real gunshots on the horizon in the distance.

"Sir, what happened, why did you attack suddenly?" the loader of the 57 gun on the right asked curiously.

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that we can make a major breakthrough today!"

"Hey, Edward, you're chattering again!" Another Mark tank drove over, and a commander without a military cap and a jacket poked his head out of the observation window behind Mark, laughing loudly.

"Shut up! Bakyan, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb!" Captain Edward pushed his big-brimmed hat angrily, and then said, "Why, didn't you have a nightmare today?"

"Nightmare? Since the Battle of the Somme, I have been doing it every day, but you are right, today is the end, so, for me, the nightmare will end here today!" The tank called Bakyan As he spoke, he took out a small flagon from his pocket and took a sip of whiskey.

"Beep beep..." With the sound of guns and guns, there were more intense shouts and officers' whistles.

"The order is coming, good luck, Bakyan!"

"Of course, brother, see you in another world!"

More than a dozen Mark tanks slowly lined up, and after the second whistle sounded, Captain Edward Kenway's Black Beth took the lead and drove out of the bunker.

"Wow, sir, are there any gods on our side?" The driver John saw that on the battlefield filled with gunpowder, two of his own personnel were resisting the artillery attack from the German army.

"Don't worry about anything else, go and support them!"

"Filled!"

"Stop and fire!"

The darkly painted Black Bess did not attract much attention on the noisy battlefield, so the two 57 guns easily cut off four or five firepower points, and at this time the German army woke up like a dream.

"Attack the tank, attack the tank!" The field artillery who had just aimed their guns at Fisher had to yell and turn the cannon, and at this time, Fisher and Diana had already entered the German army. trenches.

"Die!" Fischer grabbed the bayonet-mounted rifle and stabbed an officer wearing a pointed helmet to death, then let go of the rifle and pulled out the revolver stuck in his chest and the Ruger at his waist.

In narrow trenches, a short pistol is always more powerful than a long rifle.

After the bursts of shooting, there were no living people in the trench near Fisher.

Then Fisher took out the one-handed hammer made for him by Paradise Island, picked up a grenade bag at his feet with his left hand, and rushed towards the depths of the trench.

Wearing goggles and wearing iron armor on his chest, Fisher's strange attire startled the German army at first, and the vigorous war hammer even smashed people and guns together, not to mention the helmet. A German The officer was still trying to yell to get the reserve soldiers to push out more Maxim machine guns, and then a hammer came from behind, directly knocking the officer into the air several meters away, but those Maxims and the shooters hadn't After reacting, the grenade that was emitting green smoke fell at their feet.

After two fierce men who are related to God rushed into the trenches and fought with ordinary German troops, the formation of the Germans was messed up, especially when Fisher dropped smoke bombs from time to time while carrying 1895, and then stared at them. When the officers fought, the German army quickly fell into a mess because the soldiers could not find the officers.

As for Diana, she was even more brave. Whether it was a machine gun or a rifle, she couldn't stop the sword and shield in her hand. She even cut off the barrel of a field cannon with a shield.

"Retreat, retreat!" The terrified German army at this moment is like the Japanese army seeing Yan Shuangying in the anti-Japanese drama, leaving corpses all over the ground and preparing to retreat. If you want to withdraw, you can't withdraw at all.

"Diana, follow the tanks, follow the tanks!" After reuniting with his Anzacs, Fisher found Diana, who was actually killing minions. The German army headquarters was still in the small town behind the trenches. Belgian civilians were there as well as a bunch of top commanders.

"No, they're too slow, I'll take a step first!" Diana glanced at the tanks that were still crossing the trench, shook her head, then jumped up and rushed to the rear of the battle line.

"Damn it, keep up, keep up!" Fisher grabbed Steve by the collar and pulled him up from the ground.

"Can you still fight?"

"Of course!"

After assembling a small force, Fisher called Edward's tank company, and the two sides joined forces and advanced towards the town.

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"Counterattack, counterattack, we must take back the position!" The German division commander was breaking out in cold sweat at the moment. You must know that the army director is not far behind him.

"As for the tanks, give me our tanks, flamethrowers, and Stormtroopers, and we must take back the position immediately!"

The desperate German army mobilized all available manpower, including the lightly wounded in the hospital and logistics, as well as several A7V tanks independently developed by Germany and captured British Mark tanks, and launched a counterattack against the coalition forces outside the town.

"Enemy tanks! Open fire!" On the narrow road outside the town, Edward Kenway's company and the German armored forces collided head-on.

"Fire!" The 57 gun on the right opened fire first, firing a semi-armour-piercing projectile, which accurately hit the front armor of the A7V.

"Dang!" With the crisp impact sound, a group of sparks exploded, and then the unharmed a7v slowly drove out of the gunpowder smoke.

"Load, fast!"

boom!There was another cannon, but this time it was not the British artillery, but the A7V's 57mm artillery. This shell accurately hit a British Mark and penetrated the latter.

"No!" Seeing the thick black smoke coming out of the Mark, the remaining British tanks fired again at the same time, and the fierce exchange began.

After a tragic exchange, there were only four Marks left on the British side, including Captain Edward Kenway's Black Beth, while the German army still had two A7Vs and one Mark tank.

"Turn left, turn left! Bakyan, we can't beat them from the front, attack their flanks!" The roaring Edward semaphore directed at the friendly army, and then the British army began to split into two groups, tanks smashed down the walls of the town and Houses, trying to outflank.

"Steve, go help Diana, give me the Mark!" Fisher picked up a 1918 anti-tank rifle from the corpse, and then nimbly shuttled in the alley, avoiding the machine gun of the Mark tank Strafing, and finally found a favorable shooting position.

"Bang!" The 13mm caliber semi-flange bottle bullet easily pierced the Mark's back armor. The fragmented shrapnel killed the loader who was loading the shell, scratched the shooter's face and hit the mark tank's engine. The tank exploded.

The terrified German armored soldiers just opened the escape door and were about to run away, but Fisher, who had changed the bullets, shot again.

The explosion of blood mist made the remaining German soldiers walk on thin ice. They either ran or stayed there, until the commander tremblingly took out the white flag from his pocket, stretched it out of the car and shook it, and the rest of the soldiers grew a little bit. tone.

After finishing the Mark, Fisher hurried to help the remaining British tanks.

"There's one left, Beth, good girl, hold on!" Captain Edward touched the hot engine beside his hand, his eyes were full of begging, the driver John was trying his best to avoid the car behind him. A group of a7vs were chasing after them. Just now, four of their tanks killed an a7v at the cost of losing two tanks. Now only Bakyan and Edward are left to fight against the last a7v.

"Sir, we have no way!" The driver who was driving the tank all the way suddenly shouted.

"Damn it!" In front of Black Beth was a stone brick warehouse, and her horsepower was simply not enough to push the building.

"Reverse, reverse!"

"Enemy tank!"

"No!" Captain Edward looked at the a7v that was turning to the rear, and roared unwillingly. The two shooters also worked hard to turn the muzzle back, trying to fight to the death.

Seeing that Black Beth was about to be destroyed, at this moment, Bakyan's Mark suddenly crashed into the wall, and then crashed into a7v.

The two behemoths wailed at the same time, but the result was disastrous for Bakyan. His tank broke a track and two crew members died.

"Bakyan, get out!" Seeing that the a7v was trying to reverse the car to obtain the shooting range, Edward's eyes were about to split, but not only did Bakyan not listen to him, he got out of the tank, raised his pistol, and shot at the a7v. stand up.

What responded to him was the fireworks of the 57mm naval gun.

"Shoot, shoot!" the sad Black Beth roared again, this time the 57mm shell she fired penetrated the A7V, killing four or five members.

"Quick, keep loading!"

This time a7v and Black Beth fired at the same time, and the two sides penetrated each other again.

"John? John?" Captain Edward, whose face was covered in blood, struggled to get up from his seat, but what he saw was the tragic death of the crew members in the car. The driver's head was sliced ​​off by shrapnel, and the two gunners were shot in the back. and he himself had a finger and half a leg cut off.

"Good girl, thank you!" Colonel Edward stretched out his good hand, stroking Black Beth's hot engine, and then took out his self-defense revolver.

"Come on, Germans, I won't let this tank fall into your hands!" Hearing the German voice from outside, Captain Edward raised his pistol and pointed it at the hatch.

"Bang bang bang..." Suddenly, a fierce gunshot sounded, and then Captain Edward heard two knocks on the cabin door.

"Are there any survivors inside? I'm Colonel Lawrence!"

　Tomorrow it may be [-] words, because I have an exam, and I can't start until I finish the exam in the afternoon

　　

　

(End of this chapter)