Chapter 975: Butt Facing Backwards

The B-29 'Super Sky Fortress' has a maximum bomb load of nine tons. Even if it is folded in half because of the extra fuel, it can still drop dozens of aerial bombs on Zhou Qingfeng's head. Although he could escape in the IS-7, the places where he may run are really limited and it is easy to predict.

You can't stay where you are, and you can't run towards your own position, you can only run in the direction of the enemy. So the three IS-7s led by Zhou Qingfeng ran wildly towards the U.S. troops attacking the position of the 60th Division like wild horses.

It was getting dark now, and the U.S. troops commanded by Colonel Puller were relying on the support of tanks and artillery, preparing to station troops on the occupied hills. He planned to approach like this step by step, killing Fushengli all the way, and getting through to Xiajieyuli where his division headquarters was located.

But this dream was only just beginning, and the U.S. troops who had already climbed to the top of the occupied hill sent a warning message——Colonel, the Revolutionary Army launched an armored assault on us, and their new tanks rushed out again, very fast.

"You bastard, you want to do this to me again? I already have a countermeasure." Colonel Puller smoked from his nose in anger. Such a loss in the morning was enough to get him reprimanded by his superiors after the battle. He repeatedly thought about what he should do if he encountered this scene again?

The answer is - set up roadblocks!

Anyway, the 1st Marine Division currently doesn't have any tanks that can deal with the enemy's steel monsters. It's better to set up roadblocks to stop the opponents than let the tank soldiers die, and then let the large-caliber howitzers deal with it.

So when he heard that Zhou Qingfeng launched an armored attack again, Colonel Puller immediately ordered several TD-14 bulldozers of the howitzer company to squeak on the road, completely blocking the ability of vehicles to pass.

"Order the howitzer company to get ready, and fire immediately after hearing my order. I don't believe that the enemy tanks can still rush over." Set up regiment headquarters outside.

The TD-14 bulldozer weighed more than ten tons, and four of them were firmly blocked side by side, completely blocking the intersection. Colonel Puller felt that even he couldn't clear such obstacles in a short time, and as long as he could block the opponent's tank for a while, he could kill the opponent with a large number of shells.

And because the road is narrow, the bulldozers are flanked by steep hills. If the IS-7 goes uphill, it will definitely slow down and expose the side, and the few "Pershing" cars squatting behind will not miss this opportunity for revenge.

Zhou Qingfeng appeared very quickly driving the IS-7. The bulldozer roadblock had just been set up, and the American engineers driving the bulldozer hadn't fled far, and he rushed over. And behind him are aerial bombs falling continuously.

"Oh, my God!" Colonel Puller was stunned. He had never seen such a thrilling scene. In fact, no one saw the tank being chased by the B-29 on the entire battlefield. Dozens of bombs are constantly falling, and the IS-7 is chasing after it on the road it ran.

But the bombardier of the B-29 must have underestimated the speed of the IS-7. The 1,200-horsepower diesel generator gave the car body of more than 60 tons extremely powerful power. Zhou Qingfeng asked for full speed, so the driver drove the heavy steel monster to a top speed of 70 kilometers per hour.

This is simply a Ferrari in a tank!

The forward tank was running away desperately, followed by heavy bombs one after another, each one was enough to blow up a position, and now they were all dropped on Zhou Qingfeng's head with a shrill roar. Accompanied by the loud noise and smoke of continuous explosions, IS-7 is like a wild beast running wildly, unstoppable!

"This guy will hit the bulldozer." There were hundreds of American soldiers on the hills on both sides of the roadblock, and they all saw this miraculous scene. Everyone felt that the three enemy heavy tanks were driven into a dead end and there was no escape.

Zhou Qingfeng saw the military bulldozers blocking the road ahead, and he was even able to estimate the weight of these bulldozers. They would definitely not be able to break through by collision. But when he approached the last 200 meters, he ordered the main gun to fire, "When the grenade is fired, it will open a path."

The 130mm main gun fired,

The power of the main gun of this caliber absolutely shocked the world, more than ten times more powerful than the 90mm small tube of the 'Pershing'. A warhead weighs more than 30 kilograms, and the internal charge exceeds 10 kilograms.

The vibration caused by a blast reverberated throughout the valley of the road, and the power was so powerful that people within a kilometer felt tight.

The explosion stirred up thick gunpowder, covering a range of hundreds of meters, obscuring everyone's sight on the battlefield. Colonel Puller, who was holding a telescope, couldn't figure out what was going on ahead, so he could only stay behind the front line for a few seconds in a daze.

In just a few seconds, a large number of broken parts of bulldozers flew out of the thick smoke. These parts are scattered all over the sky, like scattered tyrannical flowers. On the road, there was the sound of rumbling tanks running again, and the feeling of trembling on the ground could already be heard from under your feet, which was the result of being crushed by dozens of tons of heavy objects.

"Damn it, even a dozen tons of roadblocks couldn't stop it, and it rushed over." Colonel Puller beat his feet and chest in hatred. He really underestimated the IS-7. The roadblocks that the 'Pershing' couldn't break through with the 90mm main gun didn't mean that the 130mm main gun couldn't break through either.

Close to the US military positions, the terrorist pursuit of B-29 can only be stopped. It is almost dark now, if the plane does not want to land at high speed in the dark, it must go back to the airport now.

"Stop it, you must stop it." Colonel Puller was sweating profusely in an instant. Although there were still many lines of defense behind the roadblock, it was really unknown whether it could stop such a huge tank?

First of all, there is a US tank company behind the barricade. This is the tank company of the first marine regiment. It is equipped with six-level M4'Sherman' and eight-level M26'Pershing'. Facing the majestic IS-7, they are extremely vulnerable.

A tank company guarded 300 meters behind the roadblock, and immediately shot at the sight of IS-7. They already know that their tank guns cannot penetrate the front of this heavy tank, and now they can only hope that they can hit the opponent's tracks.

But the two sides had to stop after only one round of shooting. A dozen American tanks could not hit the running IS-7's tracks at all. Most of the shells hit the turret and frontal armor, and the result was non-stop clanging. Clang ricochets. And Zhou Qingfeng slapped a smoke bomb on his opponent.

When the smoke bomb exploded, the position of the US tank company was confused. The tank gunner couldn't see anything, and the tank commander got out of the turret and couldn't figure out the surrounding situation. And just as everyone panicked, the IS-7 on the opposite side did not stop but approached extremely quickly, rushing in with a gust of wind.

The strong wind kept stirring the exploding smoke, and the running air rushed to the rear of the US tank company. There was not just one gust of wind, but three in succession, and all three IS-7s rushed past. Now the commander of the 'Pershing' is even more desperate, because they suffered the same loss this morning.

"Damn it, the enemy tanks are charging behind us again."

"Turn the turret and take cover."

"Hell, who can show me where to go? Who knows where the enemy tanks are?"

The tank company's radio was in chaos, and every crew member was terrified, waiting for their final fate in panic. The tragedy of the armored unit in the morning stimulated their nerves again.

And when the American tank company focused on the three IS-7s rushing past their positions, five 'Pershings' and one 'Sherman' rushed over from the bulldozer barricade that Zhou Qingfeng had just blasted away.

The 'Pershing' is bulky, and its speed is far inferior to the IS-7, and even inferior to the 'Sherman', but its 90mm main gun is still very sharp against ordinary targets.

The platoon officer and the "old machine gun" finally finished heating up the engine, and they led the team to kill. Just after crossing the roadblock that was blown out of scrap iron, this small tank unit saw more than a dozen US "Pershings" pointing their butts at their big diao!

On the lead car 'Pershing', the platoon officer said silently after seeing this strange scene: "God really gave us a long face in the platoon. We can't let this opportunity pass by. Everyone line up and let's fuck them one by one. Be sure to make them happy!"