Two Hundred and Ninety-Eight Myths

"Boom!" The Leopard tank spewed flames again, and another French tank was beaten "intestine-pierced", and the entire tank exploded. The smoke from the explosion even blocked the vision of the tank behind.

The French tanks were not being beaten standing up, they were also fighting back frantically. Soon Ren's tank was hit by another shell, which hit the rear of the tank directly, breaking a section of the exhaust pipe behind the Leopard tank.

"Damn! Andre! Keep firing. I'll go and see what's going on with Clark." Ren pushed his hatch, and then said to Andre beside him, and then he risked The gunfire drilled out of his tank, and only then did he know what his tank had become.

The shells knocked away all kinds of things hanging on the outside of the tank, and the guide wheel on the front right had fallen aside. The track on the right had also fallen to the ground a long time ago, lifeless like a twisted snake. On the side armor of the turret tens of centimeters away from the inside of his tank, the shallow crater created by a cannon fire is so shocking.

Without hesitation, Ren quickly jumped off the turret of his tank, came to the cockpit of the electromechanical operator, and tried hard to open the hatch that should have been tightened, but he only used a little force, and the entire hatch fell off. .

Taking a closer look at the hatch in his hand, Ren stood there in a daze, and suddenly a bullet hit the edge of the hatch he was holding in his hand in a daze, and bounced out with a crisp sound. Ren looked at the bomb that was ejected in a little astonishment, and then threw the hatch cover aside.

He bent down and poked his face into the cockpit of the tank's electromechanical operator, only to find that it was already covered in blood. The shell penetrated the armor plate from the side and embedded in the side armor plate. However, this shell only shattered the nearby steel, resulting in a very sharp fragment of iron.

The shrapnel flying around hit Clark's head and chest, and flew to the back row after bouncing there a few times, piercing Ryan's trouser leg and hitting Andre's shoulder.

But it was clear that Clark was hopeless, and it was easy to judge that he was dead from his wound that was still bleeding. The consolation is that he was not alone when he died. He was buried with dozens of French tankers. He also died well, because just like the battle song of the armored soldiers sang, at the moment of his final departure, at least he had a steel coffin.

"Bowman! Get out of here! There is nothing to do without you." Ren shouted loudly: "The tank has lost its ability to move, and it is useless for you to stay here."

"Boom!" A tank shell exploded nearby, splashing a piece of mud. Ren ignored it and continued to ask Bowman loudly: "Bowman! Get out of here! I don't have anything to do with you."

"Captain! I'm staying here because it's my car! I don't want to leave my most trusted partner at the last moment.

Bowman smiled and replied loudly: "Come on, Ren, you are the one who should leave most of us." "

Ren shook his head. He knew that his subordinates were crazy, so he stopped persuading him and went back to his captain's hatch. Just as his head entered the turret and he was about to reach out to grab the closing armrest of the hatch, a French shell hit the hatch of his commander, sending the entire hatch flying far, far away.

Glancing at his left hand, he felt rejoiced, after all, this hand was almost going away from him. Now he didn't have to build any hatch covers anymore, so he ordered loudly: "Keep firing! Keep firing!"

Bruce's upper body was naked, and his tendons were shiny with sweat. He gritted his teeth and continued to stuff a cannonball into the barrel, only to find that his hands were already shaking very badly. I don't know if it's because of fear or because of too much adrenaline, but he feels shaking all over now.

"Boom!" The Leopard tank fired again, the body trembled slightly, and the shells roared and flew towards the front armor plate of the opposite French tank, and then easily penetrated there, directly killing the driver inside. Two cuts broke a leg bone of the length of the rear car, and continued to fly to the rear until it hit the gasoline engine before stopping. But at this time, the French tank was also shattered by the explosion of the gasoline engine, turning into a pile of parts and rolling in all directions.

Ren knew that they were creating a myth, and they were using their lives to write an insurmountable myth for the later German armored soldiers. In just 40 minutes, they destroyed 19 French B1 tanks and Ma S35 tanks. Also destroyed 3 armored vehicles - this record many tank crews could not complete until they were destroyed.

What's even more frightening is that this record is still rising. They will refresh their record almost every two minutes. Soon they destroyed the 20th French tank today, and then the 21st.

They took advantage of the favorable terrain to form barriers by destroying the opponent's tanks, forcing the opponent's tanks to fight with only a single or a small number of them. They gave full play to the performance advantages of the Panther tank in terms of armor and vitality, and created a Brilliant tank battle record.

No matter how you look at it, this is a myth, so it's not that Ryan doesn't know how to be humble. This is a myth of tank warfare that can single out 21 tanks in France with one tank. This is a myth that has been repeatedly studied by later generations into classic tank warfare cases. This is a myth of a record of 21 to 0.

If it was Ren before, he would definitely be happy, cheering for himself for surviving and for continuing to kill. But when he found that his hands were covered with the blood of the electromechanical officer Clark, he couldn't laugh out loud. He didn't know why, he seemed a little annoyed, an emotion that was very delicate to him, because he hadn't felt this way for a long time in the past few years.

Under the effect of this chagrin, he continued to order Andre to open fire. He wanted to avenge the German grenadiers who died painfully on the beds of the field hospital. Clark takes revenge.

So he has to kill, keep killing. Use killing to make up for the panic in your heart, use killing to heal those bloody wounds, use killing to strengthen your beliefs, and use killing to prove that you are still alive.

alive! Yes, alive! Ren's originally slack gaze suddenly became firmer. He looked at Andre at the side, and ordered loudly: "2 o'clock direction! Rotate the turret! Destroy that b1 tank... Bowman, give it a try , if the car body can still move, turn to the right."

"Boom!" A French shell hit the front armor of the Leopard tank, finally penetrated the steel plate that had lasted for a long time, and hit the gearbox inside. The Panther lost power and could no longer move its position.

"Ren! I can't help it." Bowman looked at the smoking machine and said loudly. What he didn't say was that a piece of the joystick was pushed out by a huge force and almost smashed his head.

"Boom!" Andre's cannon fired back, but it didn't hit any target. Because of the huge vibration, the scope error of this tank was already very huge. Now he can't hit the target with the scope, so he can only Rely on your own feelings.

He adjusted the turret slightly, and then fired again, firing his 39th shell of the day, which hit the opposite French tank. But soon he could no longer shoot with experience, because a French shell hit the front armor of the Leopard tank's turret, and hit a place less than five centimeters away from the scope. This fatal blow completely destroyed the tank. Andre's artillery scope was broken, so that he could not fire another shot.

Due to the huge shock, Andre's head hit the scope and began to bleed. He leaned on the back of his chair, panting heavily, and then said to Ren on the side: "I'm sorry... I... tried my best .Now...

There is nothing we can do. "

Bruce also lost his job because Andre lost his scope. He sat down on the shell storage rack that was missing most of it, panting heavily, and couldn't even say a word. But it can be seen from his eyes that he has put life and death aside.

Andre was injured, and Bruce was almost exhausted. Bowman in front only had a p-38 pistol for self-defense, and now only Ryan was left in the entire tank to maintain his combat effectiveness. Moreover, as the commander of a tank vehicle, his off-vehicle combat capability is much higher than that of ordinary infantry.

Removing an MP-44 assault rifle from the turret, Renn looked at the two crew members who had lost their combat capabilities, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled confidently again: "You have completed the mission! Abandon the car .”

He glanced at the ammunition in the drum, then reloaded it on the gun, then pulled the bolt, and continued: "As for me, I still want to continue fighting. I can't let Clark die here in vain, right?"

"Ren! We tried our best! Even if you go out, nothing will change." Andre closed his eyes and said, "It is my honor to know you."

"It is also my honor to work with you." Ren smiled, and then he was about to climb out, holding the handrail with his hand, and said: "But I will persist until the last moment, and I will do my best to protect you. live!"

"If... this is... our last..., then... it's also a very... wonderful ending." Bruce panted on the side.