The Rise of the Scum of the Heavens

Gritting his teeth, Hu Biao issued a new order.

Under such an order, Yang Dongli and Zhuye, who were named, couldn't help showing a wry smile at the corners of their mouths.

It was definitely not because they were afraid of death that they showed such expressions; it was just because they were speechless about the anti-tank weapon in their hands.

Because with the bazooka, iron fist and other individual bazookas on hand, they were taken out by Xi Ling and the others.

Now the only thing left on the ground is the M18 recoilless gun, and the PIAT anti-tank launcher, these cheating weapons.

One of the M18 recoilless guns, Bai Xiang has already skillfully operated it.

Two armor-piercing projectiles successively hit the No. 100 tank closest to the position, about [-] meters away.

It is a pity that in the sound of "Duang, Duang~", the armor-piercing projectile with a caliber of 57 mm bounced directly on the front armor of the No. [-] tank.

In this way, the only anti-tank equipment left on the ground seems to be the PIAT anti-tank launcher.

For this main individual anti-tank weapon of the British army, everyone in the Zhongzhou team has always hated it very much.

The problem was that the two of them knew better that if the two tanks were not destroyed quickly, the soldiers of Company D and the paratroopers led by Captain Frederick would all be dead.

As soon as they gritted their teeth, these two guys had no choice but to take a soldier among the soldiers, and after serving as assistants, they went out of the position respectively.

Chapter 594 How Long Can They Last (4) [Add 8/[-] for Iron Egg]

"Lie on your back with the launcher on your chest, then turn the ammunition launch bracket to one shoulder and place the launcher with the flat side of the shoulder on the ground.

(In order not to be said about water, 200 words are omitted here)

Until you hear a click from the transmitter jacket, indicating that the spring has been pulled into place..."

In his mouth, he silently recited the PITA anti-tank grenade launcher of the British army, while the long and obscure instruction manual was at the same time.

With the help of a soldier beside him, Zhuye struggled to fiddle with this stupid anti-tank weapon.

In the previous time, they braved the crazy firepower of the German sticks and struggled all the way to the current position:

One is about 40 meters away from the No. [-] tank, and there are several German stick corpses lying in the crater.

After a lot of busy work, Zhuye finally completed a series of tedious preparations.

And about 5 seconds ago, Yang Dongli had already fired a shell at this target; but that one was off by a distance of 3 meters, and no results were caused.

Such a result immediately made Alexander feel great in Zhuye's heart. .

After taking a deep breath, he threw an 1.1mm armor-piercing projectile with a charge of 89 kilograms at the target.

According to the data, this thing still has the ability to penetrate 75 mm of armor.

It's a pity that Zhuye simply doesn't know whether the above information is bragging or not; because this shell missed without any accident.

It landed next to the No. 5 tank, about [-] meters away.

Aside from blowing out a big crater and stirring up a pile of old Gao's smoke and dust, it had no effect at all.

Instead, let the No. [-] tank, which was like a frightened bird, turn the tank gun, and let Zhuye enjoy the depression of being chased and killed by the tank before Po Gong and others.

Before firing the cannon, a shuttle of bullets from the vehicle-mounted machine gun had already greeted and killed the soldier who was Zhuye's assistant on the spot.

"Damn!" As soon as the mouth swears, Zhuye wants to take a risk and move.

Under the dense bullets, he may die when he transfers here, but he will definitely die if he stays here.

It's just that at such a critical moment, when he stepped on the ground, the dead body of a certain German stick soldier, that thing was actually alive.

In other words, the German stick soldier was just stunned, but was stepped on by the bamboo leaf, and woke up directly.

When he woke up, he instinctively hugged Zhuye's thigh.

Under the general reaction of conditioned reflex, Zhuye swung his fist and hit the opponent's head hard.

But that German stick was in a state of panic, as if he was drowning. Once he hugged Zhuye's thigh, his hands were like a vice, and he refused to let go.

I glanced back in a hurry, and found that the tank gun in the distance had successfully aimed at my bamboo leaf, knowing that it was completely finished now.

Then, a huge explosion sounded.

The problem is that this huge explosion sound is not the scene of the No. [-] tank firing and directly smashing the unlucky bamboo leaves into bloody dregs all over the sky.

Instead, while Zhuye was waiting to die, he was pleasantly surprised to see the side armor of the No. [-] tank. First, after a burst of flames broke out, the entire tank exploded violently.

"It's Lao Shi, Lao Shi and the others are not dead yet; well done, come on and destroy that Panther tank~"

After taking a look in the direction of the shell, Zhuye roared excitedly.

At the same time, he did not forget to draw a British paratrooper knife from his waist, and with one hand, he broke the head of the German stick soldier, causing him to lean back.

Then, with a strong knife, he directly cut the throat of the German stick soldier...

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Yes!Shi Polu and the others are not dead yet, but they are not far from death.

A few minutes ago, when their Pak40 anti-tank gun position was about to be enveloped by counterattack artillery fire.

The three of them who had just fired a shell at that time instinctively hugged their heads and crouched down, curling up their bodies as much as possible.

Let your body hide as much as possible behind the twisted and deformed gun mantle of that anti-tank gun.

It has to be said that such an approach successfully allowed the three of them to save their lives.

A minute or so after the explosion, Shi Polu moved his curled up body first, then sat up straight again with great effort.

At this moment, he felt that every part of his body was in severe pain, and even because his head was covered with blood, everything in front of him was covered with blood.

In the most serious of these injuries, he still had his legs but could not feel any sensation in his lower body.

But even if the injury has become like this, the only thought in Shi Polu's mind now is not to call for orthopedic surgeons or black Chinese medicine doctors to save his life.

But:

"How about that Pak40 anti-tank gun? Can it fire again, even if it's just to kill another tank?"

With this in mind, he looked at the Pak40 anti-tank gun in front of him.

Then I was very pleasantly surprised to see that perhaps it was the reason why the opponent's cannon missed a little bit before. The pipe of their cannon was not bent, and other key parts were also built, which means that it can still be used continuously.

The only problem is that under the shock wave of the explosion, the position where the whole gun was hiding took a step back.

It needs to be pushed out a bit to have a sufficient angle of fire.

Without any hesitation, Shi Polu leaned on the anti-tank gun and pushed it hard.

But how can a cripple like him push a 1.42-ton behemoth; even in such a process, it's useless because he keeps coughing up blood from his mouth due to force.

Fortunately, a blood gourd-like figure appeared beside him, helping to push them together.

In this way, the Pak40 anti-tank gun finally moved to a suitable position with a little moving speed; in the process, the gun body and the ground were full of bloody handprints and mottled blood.

"Cough, cough, cough, big flicker, give me that stone."

After some inspection, it was found that the position where the anti-tank gun stopped was not very stable, Shi Polu said so lightly in his mouth.

The unprecedented gentle tone was mainly because he no longer had much strength to speak.

However, under this simple request, the big flicker beside him stared at the front in a daze, but he didn't respond at all.

Following Da Huyou's eyes and looked over, he didn't see anything wrong in front of him.

After a careful look in suspicion, Shi Polu noticed the big flicker like a blood gourd, and there was a clear bloodstain flowing down both ears.

The two plugs that had blocked the ears had long since disappeared.

It turned out that Da Huyou had been deaf in both ears in the shelling just now.

On the contrary, at such a time, a weak voice came from behind: "Here~"

Looking back, it turned out that it was an ashtray holding a stone the size of a red brick, completely stained red by blood, and handing it to him.

It needs to be explained that when the ashtray delivered the things, the movements of the hands were very slow and a little hesitant.

Because at the position of his eyes, he was already bloody and blind...

Reloading, adjusting the angle of the muzzle, the above things usually can be completed in at most ten seconds with the cooperation of the entire artillery group.

Under the hard work of three disabled people, it took a full 3 minutes to complete.

During the fierce fighting, no one else noticed the situation here, and no one came to help them.

So much so that the cap-piercing bullet that was loaded was directly dyed red.

Then, this blood-baptized shell lived up to the expectations of the three of them, and hit the armor of the target No. [-] tank with one shot, detonating the ammunition compartment.

In the shocking explosion, the three of Shi Polu suddenly became excited, or they turned back to the light.

"One more shot, kill that Panther tank." Shi Polu roared again, and then he coughed up blood.

But even so, he still had the strength to quickly adjust the muzzle.

Because he knows that this is a competition, a competition with the last Panther tank on the battlefield, to see who can adjust the muzzle faster and greet the opponent with a fatal blow.

In the end, the muzzles that were adjusted almost at the same time greeted a shell at the same time.

The target that he locked himself was completely destroyed.

Chapter 595 How Long Can They Last ([-]) [Two Chapters in One]

When the last Leopard tank on the battlefield was reimbursed in the same way as Shi Polu and others.

Those German stick soldiers who attacked the position seemed to have lost the last bit of fighting courage in their hearts.

To know!In order to lay down the position in front of them, which was only more than 200 meters wide due to the terrain, they not only dispatched a large number of troops and equipment.

After a saturated bombardment, there were 8 tanks dispatched alone.

During the battle, the German stick side temporarily increased its troops twice, bringing the total offensive force to 500, at least twice the superior force of the defenders on the ground.

But that's it, the counterattack is still so fierce in that iron-like position.

Finally, after the commander in the rear issued an order to retreat, there are still less than 100 remnants left, and they retreated in embarrassment. .