Chapter 172 Adorable and Cute Little Tank

"Brother, look at your face, it's from the east, right?" A disgraced man came from the trenches and stopped in front of an international column of soldiers. He looked at the soldier and said.

This warrior, with yellow skin and dark eyes, is a traditional oriental.

"Yes, I am Chinese, and my name is Guo Fengxian." The man said, "I came to Spain voluntarily to fight for the freedom of the Spanish people."

With a smile on his face, he held a Bethier rifle in his hand.

"My name is Robert Capa, and I'm a war correspondent." Robert stretched out his hand and said to him, "I didn't expect that you would fight for the freedom of Spain."

On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers, but also a special group called war reporters. They are responsible for reporting the war to the world and recording every bit of the war. Robert, a Hungarian-American photojournalist , one of the most famous war photojournalists of the twentieth century.

The Spanish Civil War attracted Robert. He passed through France and came to Spain, and yesterday, he came to Badajoz, which is now a focal point of contention between the two sides.

In any war, there is no such thing as justice and evil, or, to put it simply, whoever wins is righteous.

And now, after all, Franco is a rebel, the government is legally elected in name, and in the eyes of some people who advocate freedom, of course, the government is just, and Franco is a rebel.

Robert was very excited to come here and began his glorious and legendary life, and here, he met the soldiers of the international column from China. He was very novel.

"Come on, I'll take a picture for you." Robert said, picking up his camera and pressing the shutter.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Guo Fengxian grabbed him, just when Robert was about to take a photo, Robert stood up, his head exposed outside the trench.

"Boom!" Not far away, a shell exploded, and the fragments of the bomb almost wiped the top of Robert's head and flew over. If it wasn't for Guo Fengxian's pull just now, his head would have been chopped off!

Robert took a deep breath and said to Guo Fengxian, "Thank you, brother, you saved my life."

"This is not the place you should stay, go back." Guo Fengxian said: "After these shells are fired, the rebels should come up."

Robert shook his head: "I'm a war correspondent, and this is where I fight."

"Attention, the Italian army is coming!" A lookout sent out an early warning.

Guo Feng first stuck his head out, and he could see that on the far horizon, billowing smoke and dust were rolling over, and dozens of small CV33 ultra-light tanks rumbled up.

Throughout World War II, the general view was that German tanks were mighty, Soviet tanks were strong and durable, and the tanks of island countries were simply small cans.

However, this is completely wronged by the Japanese. In fact, it is smaller than the tank of the island country. It definitely exists in this era. This is the cute and funny little tank of the Italians.

How small is it? Intuitive picture comparison, it's like two people sitting side by side on a sofa, then they are covered with armor all around, and tracks are installed on both sides, well, that's about it.

Its total combat weight is only about 3 tons, 3.2 meters long, 1.4 meters wide, and 1.32 meters high. 1.495 meters and 1.485 meters, after comparison, it can be found that this kind of tank is even smaller than qq!

Therefore, this is almost an open top, with two members, a driver, and a commander who also serves as a machine gunner, and the two are almost half-squatting.

The weapon configuration is a twin-mounted 8mm machine gun. Riveted armor, only 9mm thick. Even, sometimes the rivets fly around after being shot, and these rivets that fly away kill many members like bullets flying at high speed.

Although there are many imperfections, this is still the most powerful tank of the Noodle Army. In history, they have equipped thousands of them.

This is no wonder Italy, after all, Italy is also limited in industrial capacity, so when the Italians bought the Carden-Lloyd ultralight tank from the UK, that is, an iron box with tracks installed plus a little poor armor protection, plus a machine gun After the formed tank, Italy favored it. After imitation and improvement, the CV29 ultra-light tank was manufactured, and then it was improved to become the CV33.

The 41-horsepower engine roared, and the cute little tank started its attack. The Italian soldiers who followed were taller than this kind of tank!

tank! Anyway, this weapon is a tank!

"Da da da." The machine gun of the CV33 small tank spit out a strip of flames. Although this tank is small, it can still be used as a mobile machine gun fire point.

The swirling bullets shot towards the trenches here, so that everyone could not lift their heads.

"We have to blow it up!" Guo Fengxian said: "Machine gunner, cover me!"

Guo Feng first put down his rifle, quickly bundled several grenades together, and then, braved the rain of bullets, he stepped out of the trench.

"Crack!" Robert grabbed his camera and recorded this precious moment. In the rain of bullets, a Chinese soldier from an international column jumped out of the trench. What a great courage!

After Guo Fengxian jumped out of the trench, he ran fast, and his body was constantly changing directions.

On the tank in front, the machine gunner also found him, and instantly, the dense bullets shot towards Guo Fengxian.

Guo Fengxian fell.

Robert's hand slammed into the trenches. Although he knew that the dead were normal in battle, he still felt a certain sadness and anger when he saw the living beings fall.

Just now, the soldier who also saved his own sacrificed like this!

The tank was still rumbling, but just as it was about to reach Guo Fengxian, he saw Guo Fengxian suddenly get up, and in his hand, a bundle of grenades was bundled with smoke and threw it under the tank.

Good job!

"Boom!" In the explosion, this small and cute tank was blown into a pile of scrap metal.

A tank, completely destroyed by a bundle of grenades! The armor was twisted, the track was broken, and the engine behind it caught fire in the next second.

At the moment of the explosion, Guo Fengxian's body swiftly rolled to the side.