Chapter 605: The Commander’s War

In a cargo ship at the port, an office area was opened up by Colonel Piano. ’” What it has to do every day is to deal with all kinds of bad things that happen in the city patiently. And what happened before him was that the mutant guards in the city kept calling the police, saying that two tanks had rushed into the city.

"It broke in from Route 26 again." Colonel Piano knew without guessing that it was the group of human armed forces who came to make trouble. He immediately dispatched a tank company, which was his trump card, to intercept it, because when encountering a tank, it would not be easy to be as strong as a mutant.

It is said that it is a tank company, but it is actually a little bit more. There are fifteen m6oa1 in the whole company, which are old-fashioned tanks found from the National Guard's warehouse.

It's not that the forces behind Piano can't find better tanks, but better tanks use larger caliber artillery, and generally do not have automatic loaders. This caused the weak 'zombies' to not be able to move the shells at all, but the 105mm shells of the m6oa1 were lighter and could be moved.

After this company was dispatched, Colonel Piano had high hopes for it, thinking: I beat two out of fifteen, so I can win anyway, right? He turned on the radio in the office area and directly listened to the conversations between tank commanders on the battlefield.

The 'zombie' car captains drove m6oa1, came out aggressively, and waited at the end of Route 26. About half an hour later, I heard a hoarse voice on the radio, "Find the target and attack."

This sound was the prelude to the whole battle. At the other end, Zhang Hong, who was half out of the car, retracted into the turret like a frightened rabbit. He just ran across the intersection of a street when he suddenly saw three tanks squatting behind a building at the intersection.

T-62a quickly rushed past the intersection, and in less than a second, the three tanks fired at the same time with a bang, and the shells flew past T-62a's ass.

Zhang Hong was frightened and yelled, and yelled at the driver: "Run for your life, this is an ambush."

Rumbling engine sounds sounded one after another, and dozens of tons of tanks continued to emerge from hiding places. Zhang Hong retracted into the tank, and clearly saw a horrifying 'zombie' standing on the turret of a tank.

"Thank goodness, it's the 'zombie' driving the tank. These guys are naturally slow. But we still have to run fast. There are too many enemies, so we have to go back and ask Papa Julio for help." Zhang Hong ordered loudly out of breath.

But the situation was much more dangerous than Zhang Hong had imagined. This 'zombie' tank company had long considered the problem of slow hands and feet. Slow hands and feet make up for it!

Seeing that he was about to be surrounded, and several shells passed by the tail of his tank, Zhang Hong hurriedly shouted to the gunner: "Turn the muzzle, and the enemy can't let the enemy hit us unscrupulously."

The gunner was also in a hurry, the car body bumped all the way, and he also turned the turret to aim at the rear. Seeing a tank appearing tens of meters away, he immediately rolled it out. In the end, there was a sound of 'duang', and there was nothing wrong with the other side.

"Ricochet!" Cheer commander Zhang Hong shouted heart-rendingly. He meant to remind the gunner to come back quickly, "We failed to penetrate the enemy's armor."

The old-fashioned T-62a ran all the way, and it would be good to hit the rickety hull. Only God knows where it hit. The loader hurriedly stuffed a shell into the barrel, and did not forget to complain, "Soviet ammunition's armor-piercing is rotten!"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and fight back." The commander Zhang Hong felt that he was drenched in nervousness. In his panic, he counted more than ten enemy tanks. This is not an opponent at all!

After finally running back to the vicinity of the BTR-6o assault gun, Zhang Hong shouted on the radio: "Dad, come and save me! A lot of m6o's are chasing after me!"

"Calm down." Father Julio said calmly on the radio. The 152 big sprayer he commanded was facing a corner of a building. Seeing an m6oa1 appearing from more than two hundred meters away, the gunner immediately fired, booming A high-explosive grenade flew out.

thunderous,

The smoke and dust rose, and Papa Julio shouted happily—covering the target. But in the next second, the m6oa1 emerged from the smoke and dust again, and its muzzle was pointed at the assault gun at the exposed position.

"Damn it, it doesn't bleed, it's nothing bad." Papa Julio was also caught blind, and the wheeled BTR-6o was flexible and maneuverable, and he ran away immediately before the opponent counterattacked, "Zhang, you continue Swimming, I'm slow to reload, so I have to run farther."

Damn, why am I wandering, you fill?

Zhang Hong was about to cry, but he also knew that the assault gun was thin-skinned and not even qualified to roam. At this time, his tank couldn't do it and he had to go up, so he could only use his mobility and flexibility to run around, "Detour, detour, go around to the enemy's back."

Zhang Hong and Julio were so nervous that Colonel Piano, who was listening to the message on the other end of the radio, was also nervous. The battle had been going on for about ten minutes, and the news from the radio did not confirm the victory, and all they heard was nonsense. for example:

"Oh... just aim a little more."

"Target disappears."

"The observation port has been destroyed and we can't see anything."

"The observation hole has been repaired, keep your eyes open."

The above news is not bad, but suddenly a tank started to yell, 'They broke our tracks and we can't move. '

hat? Have you made a mistake! Fifteen tanks fought against the two on the opposite side, but they still couldn't win for a long time.

At this moment, the T-62a was circling around a lone m6oa1. For some reason, this unlucky tank had no teammates around it. The result was a broken leg.

Take advantage of its illness and kill it!

Zhang Hong immediately asked to kill this m6oa1 first, and after half a circle, the muzzle was aimed directly at the rear of the opponent's turret, and there was another blast. As a result, Colonel Piano soon heard a series of exclamations from the members of the tank crew on the radio.

"The ammunition rack was hit, luckily it didn't explode."

"The loader is injured, who will replace it?"

"The turret is jammed!"

"The main gun was knocked out and unable to fire."

"The vehicle is on fire, put out the fire!"

"The captain of the car is dead, what should we do?"

How to do? Do your sister!

There was no good news for these shouts, and Colonel Piano's face turned blue when he heard them. He could only loudly ask other tanks to rush to the rescue on the radio. But at the end there was a sudden explosion, followed by someone reporting in a sad tone: "We destroyed a tank of our own."

Is there a mistake? When Colonel Piano heard the bad news, he was so angry that he wished he could end up fighting in person. These 'zombie' tankers are totally bad!

On the other side, Zhang Hong's crew was happily running away. They had just damaged a car, but the enemy's companions were also returning to help. Seeing that they had no choice but to give up the attack, who knew that the enemy would kill the unlucky tank with a single shot.

"These 'zombies' react slowly, they are not our opponents."

"Go and find another one that is alone, we have a way to deal with it."

"Hahaha..., now the good show has just begun." (To be continued.) 8 More exciting novels, welcome to visit our reading institute