Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 556 556 Don’t distinguish between friend and foe

"Stop! Fire! Reload!" Liu Guozhu looked through the gap in the observation window and saw a Qi Army tank in the distance that was rotating its turret.

 The iron lump on the opposite side looks extremely fat, with short legs and a small head, as if he is a clown. Compared to the Type 4 tank, the Cyric Type 1 tank does seem too weird.

 It also has a turret, but it is very small. There is also a 75mm gun installed on it, which is also short-barreled and is intended to destroy the enemy's defenses.

 The difference is that this artillery is aimed directly and does not have an optical sighting system - its accuracy basically depends on a lottery.

This artillery was never designed to hit enemy tanks, so there is no comparison with similar weapons on the No. 4 tank.

Although the short-barreled 75mm gun on the No. 4 tank is also a low-pressure gun and has very weak armor-piercing ability, it is still equipped with an optical sight, which can support its aiming and shooting at longer distances.

  Consecutive orders flowed out of Liu Guozhu's mouth. Tank No. 4 paused briefly, and a shell was fired.

 The loader used this short time to reload a shell. When Liu Guozhu shouted the order "advance", the gunner commander was already choosing his fifth target.

 While fighting along the way, they really looked like ancient cavalry, strangled into the battlefield, disrupted the enemy's formation, and penetrated the enemy's phalanx.

Any enemy tank they encounter, they will blast it with one shot, turning the opponent into a ball of exploding flames.

The gunner commander was extremely happy at this time, because he had just used 9 shells to kill 5 of the opponent's tanks!

 For him, this is already an extraordinary performance. After all, this is on the battlefield, and it is already very proud to be able to achieve better results than usual training.

"Front! An enemy tank! Aim!" Liu Guozhu saw an enemy tank not far in front of them and ordered loudly.

Just as he was giving the order, the short cannon on the enemy tank fired a shell and spewed out a ball of flame.

"It's firing! It's firing!" The gunner just pointed his sight at the Qi Army tank and was startled when he saw the flames spurting out.

"It's not attacking us! Don't panic! Stop! Aim at it! Fire!" Liu Guozhu reminded his crew members loudly, and then followed up with the order.

His car stopped again, the car body shook slightly, and then it returned to standstill.

 After simply adjusting the angle of the turret, the gunner pointed the sight on the Qi Army tank that had just fired a shot.

 The next second, he stepped on the pedal and fired a fatal shot. The thick and short barrel of the No. 4 tank also spurted out a ball of flame, followed by an explosion of the Qi Army tank on the opposite side.

This feeling is wonderful. The 10th shell gave the gunner his sixth victory today! At this time, there seemed to be very few Qi tanks left on the battlefield.

"Retreat! Get out of here! Quick!" On the other side, in a Qi State tank, the Qi State officer commanding the battle loudly ordered.

Just next to the tank where he was, a Cyric 1 tank had exploded and burned, emitting thick smoke.

The burning tank obscured his vision and made him realize that he should retreat quickly.

Originally, they came to break through the Tang Army's position, but they only advanced a few hundred meters when they met their peers, who were several times more powerful than them.

 Because there was no radio equipment, these Qi army tanks did not notice the group of living **** kings coming from the side.

They are moving forward with concentration, preparing to crush the Tang army's position and open the way for the subsequent infantry attack.

 But as one Qi tank after another was destroyed, some people still saw the danger that suddenly appeared on the flank.

But what is regrettable is that these tank commanders have no means at all to share everything they see with their comrades.

 They can only deal with what they discover by themselves, but cannot inform others of what they see. This is the sad thing about tank crews without radios: by the time they know everything, it's too late.

 So one Qi tank after another was destroyed, and the remaining tanks continued to move forward like fools.

"Let them retreat quickly!" Qin Xiong, who was watching everything happening on the battlefield, felt that his country's tanks were just a bunch of blind men.

Seeing that the flanks were almost completely slaughtered, the remaining tanks were still moving forward blindly, acting according to the predetermined plan.

"People have been sent to contact...I...my side, and my side has also put up flags..." The officer in charge of commanding these tanks turned pale, and his voice could be clearly trembled when he spoke.

He knew as soon as he saw the threat on the flank that his troops would be finished today. He knows his troops best and knows that there is no good way to control and command these Cyric steel monsters. Once they are put on the battlefield, they can only rely on instinct to fight.

But he still struggled a few times: while he ordered the signal soldiers to risk their lives tank by tank to deliver the message, he also raised a semaphore on his own position.

This is the most reliable means of communication, and it can be regarded as the most primitive way to command the most advanced land weapons: all Cyric tanks have observation windows at the back. The purpose of these rear observation windows is to observe the semaphore command on one's own position. .

Just now, the attacking Qi tank troops saw the flag bearer on their own position frantically giving orders to retreat.

After losing most of the Qi tank troops, many people saw the retreat flags and discovered the Tang army tanks that were attacking their flanks and were about to kill them all.

Seeing his own tanks slowly retreating on the battlefield filled with smoke and debris, Qin Xiong's face turned gloomy.

 Looking at the situation on the battlefield, he found that the so-called trump cards and secret weapons on his side seemed to have become a joke.

At this moment, he felt like a baby waving his fist in front of adults, so ridiculous that he was even a little cute.

 Finally, he decided to do something, even if it was to add some trouble to the Tang army on the opposite side or make them feel disgusted.

Thinking of this, he suddenly looked at the herald beside him and ordered: "Let the artillery start bombarding! Cover the fighting area!"

“General!” Upon hearing this order, the commander of the Qi Army tank unit, whose own troops were fighting hard in the battle area, subconsciously shouted with a pale face.

"Sir, there are still our troops in the fighting area..." Another general glanced at the despairing tank commander, came out to help and said: "Opening fire hastily... I'm afraid it will damage morale..."

"I know what you want to say, but in this situation, can those of our tanks... be withdrawn?" Qin Xiong gritted his teeth and asked angrily.

"This..." The general who came out to persuade him paused, looking embarrassed, lowering his head and saying nothing.

"Being chased by the tanks of the Tang Army, we probably won't be able to get back a few tanks! Why not take advantage of the melee between the enemy and our army to replace the enemy's tank troops..." Qin Xiong made up his mind and gave the vicious order Said: "Fire artillery! Cover the war zone!"

The Qi tank troops fighting **** the battlefield did not know that they had been abandoned by their commanders. The armored troops of the Tang Army, which had already broken into the battlefield, did not know that their enemies had prepared a big gift for them.

Just when Liu Guozhu was about to stop and fire another shot to send a reversing Cyric 1 tank into the sky, a shell fired from a 130mm caliber howitzer landed in the open space in front of him and exploded. , kicking up dust that covered the sky.

 “Damn! Shelling!” Liu Guozhu was startled by the sudden explosion, and then he quickly realized that someone was shelling the area where he was.

 “Shellardment! Pay attention to shelling!” He grabbed the intercom and shouted at the top of his lungs as the second shell hit the ground.

At this moment, an advancing No. 4 tank was hit by a shell. The huge explosion blew off the turret of the No. 4 tank, leaving only the burning body and paralysis in the position.

This was not the first time that the No. 4 tank was destroyed, but it was the first time that Liu Guozhu saw the No. 4 tank destroyed with his own eyes.

"Turn right! Turn right! Drive towards our own position! Get out of here! Get out of here as soon as possible!" In the chaos, the order from the battalion headquarters reached the ears of all the vehicle commanders in time.

"Turn right! Speed ​​up! Rush to our own defensive position! Quick!" Liu Guozhu also knew that this was the fastest and shortest way to get out of the shelling zone.

 Nearly all the No. 4 tanks started to turn at the first moment, and then accelerated desperately, leaving the hell-like battlefield full of tank wreckage and escaping from the shelling area.

On the Qi Army's position in the distance, looking at the Qi Army tank commander whose reaction speed was a hundred times faster than his own troops, he was about to cry.

He didn't know how the other side managed to make these giant steel beasts move like arms and fingers, so he could only watch helplessly as the shells fell on the battlefield where only Qi's tanks were left.

 A few seconds later, he suddenly remembered something and immediately jumped up and grabbed Qin Xiong's arm: "General! Stop the bombardment! Stop!"

Seeing that the Tang army abandoned several No. 4 tanks that were damaged by artillery shells and fled, Qin Xiong also felt that there was no point in continuing to fire. So he sighed and ordered with some regret: "Go and give the order to stop the shelling..."

In his opinion, it was not a pity to die for his own tank troops. It was a pity that he could not bring the extremely powerful Tang Army armored troops to death together.

If he could make a choice, he would rather let the armored forces on both sides sacrifice to the sky at the same time. At least, this would save him from having to worry about his headquarters being taken away...

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