Chapter 966 Come and Save Me!

"Hurry up, the enemy is coming!" Zhou Qingfeng shouted heartbreakingly, without the slightest calmness of an army commander. Because behind him was the Gutuli U.S. military who had been stabbed into a hornet's nest. A large number of US armored vehicles swarmed out and killed them together.

As the "fourth class" in the US military, the equipment of the 6th team has always been the worst. When the 6th Army began to fully replace the ninth-level m46 "Patton", the 6th team was still using the sixth-level "Sherman".

Zhou Qingfeng just snatched a 'Sherman' and ran wildly on the dirt road with its headlights on, but in fact, what made him complain the most was not just the US armored vehicles chasing after him, but the ones with the hilltop position indicating the target. American Artillery.

Gutuli has the 2nd Battalion of the 11th Artillery Regiment of the U.S. Army, and the attached 105mm howitzers are very useful. People have already marked the coordinates on the map, and relying on the instructions on the top of the mountain can exert a powerful full firepower output.

Cannonballs fell from the sky one after another, Zhou Qingfeng was like a flat boat sailing in the rough sea, he could only retract into the turret to escape. The road surface was bombed with potholes, and if the tank was not careful, it would be stuck in the crater and unable to get out.

"Turn off the headlights, that thing is indicating the enemy artillery observers on the top of the mountain." When Zhou Qingfeng figured out this joint, the road ahead was completely impassable by the blast.

"Then how do we escape?" The driver turned off the lights, and the artillery fire immediately became less and less, but his eyes were also darkened. At present, this road is the only road in the entire Changjin Lake area, and both sides of the road are difficult to pass through mountains.

"Leave the road and go one hundred and fifty meters forward." Zhou Qingfeng took out his active infrared night vision device and looked around.

The driver also leaned out half of his body from the front hatch, and also took out the night vision device to observe the road. And just as they drove slowly towards the rugged hillside, pursuers with headlights on came up from behind.

"Platoon leader, the enemy's tank." When the driver turned his head, he could see the menacing US troops without night vision goggles.

"I saw it. You continue to move slowly, and don't make too much noise." Zhou Qingfeng came out of the turret with a cold face. He kicked the shoulder of the gunner inside the turret and said, "Aim for me at the first car, but don't fire right away."

For fear of fratricide, the howitzers of the US military stopped firing. However, the approaching pursuers began to disperse. Their headlights could illuminate targets within a hundred meters, and they obviously saw tracks on the road.

The 'Sherman' commanded by Zhou Qingfeng continued to retreat towards a hillside, and the driver carefully kept the movement of his tank to a minimum. The enemy has obviously realized that the target of pursuit may be close by, and they have become extra cautious.

"Squad leader, it's almost dawn." A tank soldier said to Zhou Qingfeng. All night's action dragged on, and now I'm being pursued, and it's almost six o'clock. Although the days are short and the nights are long in winter, North Korea is located in the east, and the sky will be clear in a short time, and it is impossible to escape at that time.

In the barren mountains and mountains, there is not even a shelter. Zhou Qingfeng had no choice but to take out a flare gun from his backpack silently, aiming at the direction where the enemy was approaching, "Get ready to fire!"

In the middle of the night, he was killed by someone and almost killed himself. Colonel Puller, who commanded the U.S. Army in Gutuli, was extremely angry. After confirming that the attackers were few in number and were retreating, he immediately ordered his tank battalion to pursue.

The first to catch up was a 'Pershing', with a ruthless gun and thick armor, it was a formidable enemy. The only thing Zhou Qingfeng is better than the opponent is that he is equipped with an infrared night vision device, but 'Pershing' is notoriously thick-skinned, and 'Sherman' may not be able to penetrate the opponent's frontal armor.

"I'm going to attract the enemy. Pay attention to hitting the opponent's side." After Zhou Qingfeng finished speaking, he jumped out of the turret and ran quickly with the gun. While running, he fired a signal flare at the enemy's position.

Dazzling flares suddenly appeared in the sky, and the enemy's vision suddenly changed from dark to bright, and they would be unable to see for a few seconds. The carbine in Zhou Qingfeng's hand fired continuously at the enemy while running, and the chug chug sound was extremely obvious.

The enemy about 100 meters away turned his attention to Zhou Qingfeng, and the turret of the leading tank was swung down, pointing the muzzle in the direction of the gunfire. Whether it is a grenade or an armor-piercing projectile, the shrapnel sputtered at close range and the violent gravel are extremely deadly, and they can kill without aiming too accurately.

Zhou Qingfeng was horrified immediately, and while running desperately, he yelled in his heart: "Fuck, don't bully your teammates! Work hard, I'm your platoon leader."

boom……!

There was a loud noise on the battlefield, and the U.S. troops on the hilltops in the distant ring position all held up their binoculars and looked up. The flares that appeared suddenly disturbed their sight, but they could still see the leading 'Pershing' firing.

There was a fire on the battlefield. Which 'Sherman' was stolen? No...it seems to be our 'Pershing', how could it be our 'Pershing'?

The lead 'Pershing' turned its turret, revealing a weak spot on its side. Its gunner shot blindly at Zhou Qingfeng for a moment, and the 'Sherman' who was hiding in the dark also fired a black shot, hitting the ammunition rack of its turret.

Amidst the loud noise, the entire ammunition rack exploded. Orange high-temperature flames rushed into the sky, and the turret of 'Pershing' also went up to the sky. The momentum was earth-shattering, shining all around, and the other pursuers following 'Pershing' stopped immediately, and they also realized that the enemy was sneaking nearby.

Turn off the lights, keep the engine idle, the turret is pointing in all directions, and everyone searches for the target with their eyes wide open, because no one has noticed where the shells that just destroyed the "Pershing" came from? The atmosphere became extremely tense, and life and death were on the line.

Waiting for the light of the signal flare to fall, only the destroyed 'Pershing' remained on the battlefield, crackling and burning. The surroundings became extremely dark again.

Zhou Qingfeng got up from the ground with a little groan, because his physical strength was declining, he couldn't use 'Extremely Agile' to escape, no matter how fast he was, he couldn't avoid the damage range of the shells.

The armor-piercing bullets fired by 'Pershing' stirred up the gravel on the ground, tearing the clothes on Zhou Qingfeng's back into rags, and a lot of the gravel even penetrated into the flesh, making it painful and cold.

"Platoon Commander, are you still alive?" The voice from the walkie-talkie was the inquiry of the "Sherman" gunner hiding in the dark.

"Alive." Zhou Qingfeng whispered.

"Platoon commander, you escape alone. Let's hold the enemy." Said the gunner of the 'Sherman'.

"I didn't abandon the habit of my own people. If I want to run, we run together." Zhou Qingfeng got up enduring the pain, and returned to the vicinity of 'Sherman' in the direction he remembered. He remembered that the enemy still had several tanks, a dozen armored vehicles, and motorized infantry.

The enemy's infantry must have dismounted and searched, and will be touching them soon. Zhou Qingfeng ordered in the walkie-talkie: "Leave the tank, we evacuate on foot, there is still a chance to get rid of the enemy."

The crew members of the 'Sherman' came out lightly and followed Zhou Qingfeng carefully. They ran less than half a kilometer, and they heard the sound of the engine again from behind. The enemy must have found the empty 'Sherman', and chased after him unwillingly.

The sky will really turn pale, it's already past six o'clock, Zhou Qingfeng and others are tired and hungry, and their physical strength is almost exhausted. The tracks and wheels of the pursuers quickly catch up to their two legs.

"Platoon leader, why don't we go up the mountain?"

"Platoon leader, you go first, we intercept the enemy."

"Platoon leader, don't worry too much, you are more important than us."

The crew members kept asking Zhou Qingfeng to go first, but Zhou Qingfeng, who was cold and tired, really couldn't hold on. When he is injured, he will be very hungry. At the same time, he is very intolerant of hunger, and when he is hungry, he will become soft like a puddle of mud.

And at this moment of near despair, the rumbling sound of heavy objects crushing the ground suddenly came from the direction of escape.

There is a layer of white mist in the morning light, and a thick gun barrel suddenly appears in the white mist, followed by an unstoppable steel behemoth. The huge and strong body represents its inviolable awe-inspiring dignity!

Ha..., ha..., ha... Zhou Qingfeng, who was almost weak, half-kneeled on the road, panting heavily and laughing: "My lord's 'Teletubbies' finally came to save me!"