Nine Hundred and Sixtieth IX: Not What It Used to Be

In the morning, the sun will soon jump out of the ground, and the white fog in the valley will quickly dissipate under the light. When Zhou Qingfeng completed an assault and turned around, the situation on the battlefield became clear.

Holding binoculars, the U.S. military on the hilltop in Gutuli could clearly see the killing scene two or three kilometers away. It was really a road to hell, the road was full of wrecked vehicles, and there were a lot of dead bodies under the black smoke that kept rising. And all this was caused by just one tank.

"Oh my god! This is almost annihilation of the armored battalion, and it was beaten so badly?"

"The enemy's tank is a new model, never seen before."

"Look at the main gun and its armor. No wonder the armored unit of 'Drysdale' can't resist it. Its performance is definitely better than the 'Pershing' we are currently using."

Surprised, the U.S. troops watching the show on the hill were all asking: What should we do?

But after thinking silently, everyone found that they couldn't do anything. Because there are still many American soldiers on the battlefield, bombarding them with howitzers will only accidentally injure their own people-although those own people are likely to experience another abuse soon.

Sure enough..., the IS-7, which turned its body, exerted force again from the other side, and the heavy body soared to a high speed again under the impetus of strong power. The U.S. soldiers who had been hiding here had to flee to the other side amidst howling, and some people were swept to death by machine guns.

And the remaining 'Pershing' in the front is the worst. The IS-7 just passed by them, and it has already demonstrated its firepower, armor and maneuverability that can completely defeat them. Now that the Killing God came back again, he definitely didn't come to greet them, and there was no way to escape.

"Turn the car body, turn the car body immediately."

"We can't penetrate its front, we should go behind it."

"Damn it, we're stuck on this road."

Right now, this dirt road called 'Long Pass' is very narrow, and there are vehicle wreckage in the front and back under the raid, and there is a block at both ends, which can only be passed through the hillside by the roadside. However, the M26 Pershing, which weighs more than 40 tons, has good armor, but its power is only 500 horsepower, and its mobility is weak, far inferior to the IS-7.

Seeing the slow-moving 'Pershing' wanting to divide into two teams to outflank his side, Zhou Qingfeng ordered to fire during the start. The vertical stabilizer of the tank prevents the artillery from swinging sharply, and with a single shot at close range, a 'Pershing' at the rear of the team was immediately destroyed.

The parts flying all over the sky drove the other 'Pershing' commanders completely crazy, and no one wanted to wait for death like this. Their gunners have tried their best to bombard the IS-7, but the tank's steeply inclined frontal armor is too thick, and the steel used is too good, and it cannot be penetrated by a 90mm caliber tank gun at all.

The IS-7's front armor can't even penetrate its own 130mm caliber main gun, and the advantage of its more than 60-ton hull is that it is so strong that it is abnormal!

Seeing this giant steel beast that had never been seen approaching quickly, some 'Pershing's were desperately struggling, and naturally they were blasted into scrap iron. Some "Pershing" crews simply abandoned the car and fled, just to save their own lives.

Zhou Qingfeng only knocked out four of the seven shells, and found that the remaining seven 'Pershing' were abandoned in front of his eyes. Of the seven, only two were damaged by bombs dropped by their crews, while the other five remained intact.

Da da da..., IS-7 machine gunners strafed the American tankers fleeing to both sides of the road from the turret. Zhou Qingfeng also emerged from the turret, and after scanning the surroundings, he immediately ordered: "Go to a few people to check these tanks, and drive away immediately if they can be driven away. We just took the opportunity to expand."

In order to reserve tankers, Zhou Qingfeng stuffed eight crew members in IS-7. Although there is a lot of space inside the car after the transformation, it is still crowded to death with so many people. This time, five people were separated out, and the air in the turret was fresher.

"Turn the turret and change the grenade for me." Zhou Qingfeng ordered, and the gunner immediately pointed the muzzle in the direction of Tuguli, "aiming at the artillery observation post on the enemy's hill."

The U.S. armored detachment that was pursuing was finished, but there was still a difficulty in getting out safely—the U.S. artillery in Gutuli,

People can chase you all the way with indirect shooting, and by the way, your soul will come out of your body.

But indirect shooting requires an artillery observation post!

Seeing the enemy's super heavy tank smashing down an armored battalion, the US troops on the hill were shocked and angry. Someone had already reported the coordinates to the artillery in the circular position on the radio, and wanted to give Zhou Qingfeng a happy revenge, but Zhou Qingfeng's anger poured out first.

IS-7 uses a naval gun as the main gun. This cannon numbered S-70 was later improved to the M-46 cannon. Do you still remember that Zhou Qingfeng bombarded a US destroyer before, using the M-46 cannon.

Zhou Qingfeng spent 100 million to build tanks, but Bingzhou Tractor Factory couldn't build a few guns for him, so he took the ready-made guns and refitted them for him. Huaxia introduced the technology of the M-46 cannon and produced the 59 series of cannons-this 59 is not a tank.

Although there is no way to use the advanced ammunition after 50 years, the 130mm caliber ordinary grenade is already extremely powerful. Zhou Qingfeng also specially used shrapnel shells with air bomb fuzes, which exploded and covered a range of more than 100 meters, and no one survived within 30 meters.

A single shot of shrapnel can destroy half of the hilltop, and the US troops who had been standing on the hillside watching the excitement suffered immediately, and fell down in pieces when they were caught off guard. Many people were smashed to pieces by the projectiles, and the viciousness of the shrapnel absolutely exceeded the expectations of the US military.

We must know that the Volunteer Army has never used such powerful ammunition on the battlefield before. Most of them use 82 and 60 mm caliber mortars, with almost no firepower. Only the U.S. military used 105 or even 155 caliber shells to bombard the volunteers.

"Now it's the Yankee's turn to have a good time. I prepared it specially for you." Zhou Qingfeng laughed wildly and savagely when he saw the tragic situation of the US military in the surrounding mirror. He is absolutely devoid of humanity on the battlefield.

There are two main hills serving as artillery observation posts in the north of Tuguli, and these two hills are successively visited by IS-7 shrapnel. Compared with the simple grenade that can be avoided by hiding in the trenches, the shrapnel that explodes and disperses projectiles in the air makes people have nowhere to hide, only to die.

The U.S. artillery on the Tuguli River Beach also learned the news of the destruction of the armored unit, and they had long been waiting for covering fire according to the coordinates given by the observation post. Colonel Puller, who commanded the U.S. Army in Tuguli, was not even willing to invest in only one howitzer company, but also pulled out a heavy mortar battalion.

Coordinates, coordinates, tell the coordinates quickly... The commanders of the artillery were all waiting for the information in front of the radio station, but what they waited for was the rustling sound on the radio station and the roar of the shrapnel explosion on the top of the mountain. The two hills were completely covered in a short time, and those who knew the hills with their knees would definitely not be able to escape.

When the black smoke rising from the top of the mountain soared into the sky, the U.S. troops down the mountain were collectively in a daze, and even Colonel Puller himself had a trace of doubt in his heart—is it still the poor and weak yellow monkeys who are fighting us? Why does it feel like they are more powerful?