I Have Become A Military Industry Boss And You Tell Me To Start School?

Chapter 201 Ambush!

Forgive Berkeley's thoughts for suddenly becoming so fantastical. Just imagine if you are driving a Ferrari at full speed, and suddenly a Santana taxi next to you kicks the accelerator and overtakes you.

Do you suspect that this grandson is actually using the Maybach as a taxi shell to play with you?

Before he could struggle out of this fantasy thought, something even more fantasy happened.

Behind him, there was another loud bang, and a huge fire suddenly burst out from the side of another M1A1.

Fortunately, this M1A1 did not cause the shell to explode, but this does not mean that it was spared.

Another ball of blue flames like a blowtorch exploded from the side of the tank and sprayed into the air.

The top of the tank turret and the cover of the front cockpit were opened in an instant, and two figures with bodies covered in fire screamed and came out of the hole.

Among them, the one in the cockpit was luckier than the "650". He was a little further away from the explosion location, so he had a chance to escape from the burning tank and rolled down, charred and black, wailing and rolling on the ground.

The person who climbed out from the turret was the commander. His position was unlucky. The alcohol blowtorch happened to be burning next to him. The flame of nearly 2,000 degrees burned the cover to deformation, and he was already weak when he was halfway up. Climb out again and just hang on the top of the tank, melting.

It was real melting. Berkeley watched helplessly as the other person quickly became smaller and smaller in the flames, and eventually became a part of the flames.

Berkeley was completely stunned.

He didn't know what kind of fantasy event this was. The T72's rate of fire was 8 seconds per round, and the T72 clearly only fired one shot.

How could you kill two M1A1s?

He subconsciously looked in the direction where the second M1A1 was attacked. What came into view was another huge cloud of smoke, with a ferocious muzzle looming in the smoke.

That's another T72!

No, there was more than one. Several more turbulences caught his attention. Amidst the dull roar, several clouds of smoke suddenly bloomed around him.

Berkeley came back to his senses instantly, his eyes widening.

This market is a trap!

The enemy's tanks are ambushing in this area, waiting for you to take the bait!

"boom!"

"boom!"

Two more dull explosions sounded in succession, and the two tanks turned into bonfires again in this wave of fire.

One of them is a T90!

The T90's side armor is far less powerful than its front face. Those iron sheds and the like hide the enemy T72's radar signal, leaving the T90's weak points directly exposed in front of the opponent's muzzle!

"Sir! What should we do!" The driver's panicked voice finally woke up Berkeley. He gritted his teeth and said, "Speed ​​up!"

"Speed ​​up and rush towards that T72!" He had a crazy look on his face.

He knew without guessing that his company was definitely doomed.

His contempt for the Alliance Army and the T72 led him to lead his men into this fatal trap.

Whether it is T90 or M1A1, the armor on the sides and tail is much weaker than the front, the so-called upper part of the head and the gun mantlet.

After all, tanks also need to consider maneuverability. No engine can carry armor that is more than one meter thick all over and run at a speed of more than 30 kilometers per hour.

Therefore, on the battlefield, always use the hardest head against the enemy, which is an iron rule in tank battles.

Once the sides or even the tail are exposed to the muzzle of an enemy tank, it is almost a death sentence.

If the opponent's tank is really a T72, then there may be room for leaving alive. After all, the T72's gun is notoriously inaccurate.

But the two shots just now had completely eliminated Berkeley's imagination. The opponent's firepower was violent and precise. Compared with his own T90, or even the M1A1, it was not far behind!

Berkeley didn't know where the Allied forces got these T72s from, nor did he know why the 172 was used to this extent.

But he knew very well that since the opponent had a T72 appearance, it must be a T72-level armor!

Then the opponent will also be killed with one shot!

Berkeley no longer dared to hope that he could leave here alive, because he knew that the enemy tank was much faster than him, and if he couldn't defeat it, he wouldn't be able to escape.

He wants to drag that T72 with him to death!

The driver faithfully fulfilled Berkeley's order, increased the accelerator to the maximum, and desperately avoided the gunfire coming from all directions.

As the company commander's car, the crew members are of course the best in the company. They not only have experience, but also technology. Moreover, the mobility of the tank itself is the best way to avoid artillery shells. Therefore, Berkeley's tank did not immediately Turn into a bonfire like everyone else.

But there wasn't much time left for him.

"Can you lock that T72?" Berkeley asked fiercely...

The T72 was still shrouded in smoke and dust at this time, but this was not an obstacle because the T90's sighting system included an infrared imager, radar imaging, and laser aiming assistance.

On the contrary, the T72 does not have such advanced sighting equipment [smoke has a big impact on the opponent.

"It's locked, sir!" the gunner said concisely.

"Fire!" Berkeley ordered.

"boom!"

There was a loud compressing sound that almost shattered the eardrums, and the entire T90 sat back suddenly. A faint smoke floated from the ejection port, and a hot primer shell fell out.

"Hit!" The gunner's tone also contained hatred.

This is a high-explosive round, not an armor-piercing round.

High-explosive bombs are mostly used to destroy fortifications and kill lightly armored targets. When dealing with heavy tanks, they are generally only used to deal with the opponent's tracks to stop the opponent.

But the T72 is not a heavy tank! A 120mm high-explosive bomb is enough to blast through the opponent's fragile armor!

Berkeley happily imagined that the other party would also turn into a bonfire. He stared at the smoke in front of him, waiting for the moment when the smoke was pushed away by the explosion.

But the next second he was stunned again. The smoke and dust were indeed blown away by the blast wave of the high-explosive bomb, but what came into view was not the bonfire he imagined.

But a very good tank!

The opponent's appearance has indeed become charred, the antenna on the roof, the smoke grenade launcher, and even the 5.1 anti-aircraft machine gun have been blown up, and the broken armor pieces are still emitting wisps of smoke.

However, it is still moving and moving forward!

Moreover, its muzzle is also rotating!

Berkeley fell into the ice cellar, and he felt that something was wrong with the world.

A T72 with firepower and mobility that reaches or even exceeds the T90...

And it can actually withstand a high-explosive round from the T90!

What is the opponent's armor made of? Is it depleted uranium?

Where did the Alliance Army get such stuff?

However, he no longer had the chance to find out the answers to these questions. The muzzle of the T72 had stopped moving at this time and was pointed accurately at the T90 where Berkeley was.

From the angle of the commander's periscope, Berkeley clearly felt that the muzzle of the gun was directly touching the center of his eyebrows!

The fire suddenly lit up.

"boom!".