Chapter 2699 Observation from the front line

At least before the destruction of the world, the sun rises in the east and sets in the west. perform

A new day arrives as usual, and the morning sun shines all over the earth as usual. Two armies that are incompatible with each other begin a new round of fighting. The death-defying momentum can only be said to be even worse than yesterday.

"Fire! Fight them off and knock them down! Quick!"

"Russian tanks are coming! Take cover!!!"

"The wounded! I have the wounded here! Damn it, someone come and help me!"

The German troops across the street were hit by the violent direct fire, screaming and jumping up and down, as frantic as rats thrown into a heating pan.

The German army suffered a lot of losses in the battle yesterday. They took advantage of the cover of night to strengthen their strength and defensive technical equipment. Almost any gadget that can be used is used, not only the anti-tank guns that can be towed, the anti-tank missiles deployed among the ruins and corners, the rocket launchers carried on the shoulders, and even the nooks and crannies. All the captured anti-tank rifles were brought up.

But this is still a drop in the bucket. Facing the monster-like steel behemoth of the Russians, these huge amounts of various anti-tank weapons added still pale in comparison.

Boo hoo hoo——

Ding-ding——

call out--

The sounds of metal collisions and chemical energy explosions were heard one after another, continuously, but there was no loud explosion sound from the beginning to the end.

The Russian heavy tanks, which are like moving steel fortresses, are simply indestructible. Artillery shells, rockets, bullets and even anti-tank missiles, almost all flying projectiles hitting them will only result in a sound - nothing more than a sound. The ricochet may also scratch the paint and leave a black stain.

I know that you Germans have developed a bad habit of breaking legs, so the IS7 has specially strengthened and extended the fenders. The entire front projected area seems to have almost no weak points and is indestructible.

There is no place on the front of the entire tank that is not covered by armor plates. Even the fragile track fronts are covered and protected by fenders made of reinforced armor. Unless a large-caliber kinetic energy armor-piercing projectile hits directly, even if a German anti-tank missile hits, the severely weakened metal jet alone will not be able to damage the IS7's new widened and thickened heavy-duty track pads.

In the past, with no fear of death and some technical content, it was still possible to break a leg from the front, but now the difficulty has increased exponentially, and it is almost impossible to reach the sky.

"Keep your distance! The tanks are about to open fire."

Boom——

The reminder voice had just put down the phone and spoke hastily. Before he finished speaking, the huge steel beast behind him straightened out the thick pipe, roared and opened fire. So much so that even the large vehicle body, which had a total combat weight of 70 tons and was moving slowly forward, was almost decelerated and stopped on the spot by the huge reverse recoil.

The force acting on the attacker itself is already so powerful, and the destructive power of the projected flying objects is even more difficult to stop.

Bang——

Hula——

Rumble——

The 130mm full-caliber semi-armor-piercing grenade from the Red Navy ammunition depot makes no sense in the street fighting battlefield. 6⃞ 9⃞ s⃞ h⃞ u⃞ x⃞ .⃞ c⃞ o⃞ m⃞

The powerful and heavy kinetic energy impact directly smashed the three-story concrete brick wall, and then tore up the messy furniture piled up by the Germans indoors to strengthen the defensive effect. Everything was shattered and scattered in the air. Masonry debris and wood chips.

The delayed armor-piercing fuse successfully detonated the warhead charge. The amount of charge was no more than that of a high-explosive grenade, but it was far more destructive than a full-caliber armor-piercing projectile. The destructive power was still terrifying.

A group of German infantrymen who had no time to react even when their bunker was penetrated, and even more helplessly ran away, became unlucky flame martyrs.

No complete body could be seen flying out of the building, but large pieces of minced meat and broken limbs were seen flying all over the sky like an explosion in a slaughtering and processing plant.

The huge gap in the wall spewed out countless pieces of flesh, dust, and masonry debris. When the huge explosions dissipated, the smoke and dust settled together, leaving only a large amount of gunpowder on the street on the first floor. The ruins are a mixture of flesh and blood, no longer distinguishable from each other.

"Sokka! This thing is crazy! Call them and be more careful next time you fire! If this continues we will all become deaf!"

Because the distance was too close and there was no time to retreat, the company deputy comrade who felt the roar and roar of his own heavy tanks at extremely close range now only feels that his ears are buzzing, as if the entire world within his field of vision is Shaking, even the words Alsim said hastily to the side could not be heard clearly.

"Hello!? How many of you are in the car! Next time you fire, please pay attention to the three-second delay. Wait until I hang up the phone and start calculating! You guys have almost knocked our brains out!"

If you are too close to the tank, you will easily be shocked by the shelling and doubt your life. If you are too far away, you will easily be unprotected and die on the street.

Buty-tank synergy is not an easy subject to master. Buty-tank synergy in street fighting is an advanced test after mastering it. Those who fail will always end up on the streets and will not even have the chance to take the re-examination.

call out--

"Uh-huh-"

As soon as the whistling sound of bullets rang in his ears, before it subsided, a muffled groan after the bullet penetrated the flesh and a low groan of pain as he fell to the ground followed. Alsim, who was holding the phone in his hand, was just talking. Shouting loudly and hoarsely.

"The soldier is injured! Take him down and get him away quickly!"

"And you, those in the car! Stop the car quickly and provide cover fire!!!"

""

Jefferson, the head reporter, who was on the front line but not in the line of fire, still some distance away from death and destruction, was lying by the window with a telescope in his hand, looking fascinated.

Although he couldn't hear what the Soviet soldiers following the huge tanks were shouting through the telescope, Jefferson, who had a keen professional sense of smell, could clearly smell the scent of the raging war on their faces.

The three-story building that had been blasted with a huge gap just now was a sight that made people's blood boil and was extremely shocking. The scene of the scattered flesh was far more shocking and shocking than any written description.

This is the battlefield, the front line of the war, a living battlefield that countless people have imagined but cannot truly experience!

"Amazing! So beautiful! I've never seen anything like this, ever! Look at these, this is the peak moment I need!"

""

Although they didn't get along for long, Major Kovanov, who was staying next to Jefferson at this moment, didn't have the slightest fondness for this American journalist leader who came across the ocean.

You ask why?

Did you hear what this guy said was human?

His comrades were fighting to the death at a distance visible to the naked eye in front of them, fighting with their lives for victory. As a result, in the mouth of this American, this scene became some kind of top-notch live broadcast, better than in the movie theater. Any black and white movie is ten thousand times more exciting.

To be honest, if he had this power, Major Kovanov would really want to give this American a big mouthful. It is really infuriating to humiliate the heroic battle of the Red Army with such blatant words.

It's a pity that Major Kovanov is a pure soldier. However, the personal order he received from the comrade of the division commander and the task he was to perform were to protect the battlefield security of these Yankees and to guide them correctly.

Personal wishes are completely contrary to military orders. This may be a kind of irony, but of course it can also be said to be a test. The key depends on how you understand it.

But even though Major Kovanov was already feeling quite unhappy, it made him even more aware that the "sniffing in the face" thing was still to come, and it followed right after the Yankee spoke next.