Chapter 606: Still so scary?

Boom!
Boom!
The Type 95 tank knocked down two tents in succession, crushed a row of wooden stakes, and then stood at the two ends of the reverse L with the Type 97 tank in the bumpy situation. According to what he learned in the army, he should brake and turn the direction to the limit at this time, so that the tank can turn around in a graceful manner by using the inertia of the forward rush. In the army of his era, the awesome tank soldiers could drift into the warehouse at a distance of 13 meters…but he didn’t dare!
He was not Wu Jing, who dared to drift in a tank whose temper he had not yet fully understood. He was afraid that the Type 95 light tank, which he had never operated before, would throw off its tracks under his violent control. At that time, this iron-shelled turtle would become a fixed target.

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding…

When a series of machine gun bullets hitting iron sheets sounded from the rear, Xu Chaoyang knew without looking that the tents behind him were collapsing one by one. This must be the sound of the Type 97 heavy tank being chased by him and being fired at by his men with machine guns.

Feng Yaohe swung his arm to turn the muzzle of the gun, and kept butting the machine gunner with his elbow in the narrow space. The other party only uttered a “muffled groan” occasionally. Both of them knew that they were at a critical moment of life and death, and there was no need for anyone to apologize for excessive movements.

crunch~
The muzzle of the gun turned rapidly in the direction of the Type 97 tank. At this time, Xu Chaoyang could no longer adjust the direction, otherwise the adjustment of the muzzle would be in vain. He could only use the idle speed to slowly move the tank forward, listening to the sound of Feng Yaohe loading the shells behind him…

Gala la la la!
As the sound of the Type 97 tank was getting closer, Feng Yaohe also completed the final adjustments. At that moment of observation, he saw a tent shaking slightly, and immediately opened fire – boom!

The shell went straight into the center of the tent. Xu Chaoyang didn’t care whether it hit the target or not. He stepped on the accelerator, turned the tank’s front and immediately left its original position – boom!

Suddenly, a burst of fire from the bombardment appeared outside the tent behind him. The tent that was nailed to the ground was still swaying in the wind because its canvas was torn by the high speed of the bombardment. The Type 97 medium tank behind him was slowly pressing down the tent at idle speed, but a part of the front right side of the turret had already dented.

“Not really!”

When Feng Yaohe shouted, Xu Chaoyang had already imagined the current situation of the Type 97 tank. Just now, their shells hit the side of the front armor of the Type 97 tank, brushed the armor plate and bounced off, causing the explosion in the rear. At this moment, the Japanese inside the Type 97 tank felt like they were dunked into a bronze bell, with their brains numb from the shock, so they did not suffer any counterattack.

“Turn the gun backwards!”

“180 degrees!”

You can’t do the same with the Type 97. Our army has used this thing before, during the civil war with the Kuomintang. Our army used this thing in a situation where they were constantly attacked by machine gun fire and grenades, but still couldn’t shake it in the slightest.

Yes, the Japanese tanks were indeed weak in front of anti-tank guns, Oerlikons, and other tanks, but apart from these things, they were at least high-tech weapons on the battlefield in our country. The Type 95 light machine gun and the Type 97 medium machine gun were not comparable.

The Type 6 is light, with an average armor thickness of 12- mm;

In the 25th, the combined thickness of the armor is mm;

Type 37 light, main gun caliber mm;

Among the Type 47 tanks, the main gun has a caliber of 57- mm and is equipped with armor-piercing shells.

The 37mm muzzle of the Type 37 light tank cannot fire armor-piercing projectiles. Even the Type 57 tank had to change its main gun from mm to mm before it could use armor-piercing projectiles.

In other words, judging from the tankiness alone, Type 95 cannot withstand a hit from Type 97.

After the war, Da Piaoliang conducted a test and found that the Type 2 could withstand the armor-piercing bullets of the MHB heavy machine gun up to a distance of meters. If it was closer, the armor would be penetrated; as for the Type … there was no need to test it at all.

Now think about the scene of the Americans using Sherman to bully No. 97 Middle School – it was so fucking cool.

Of course, these two tanks are not completely incomparable. The only advantage of the Type 48 light tank may be its mobility. Even though it has six cylinders, it still has a speed of 38KM per hour. The Type has twelve cylinders, but its speed is only KM per hour. The weight of the two tanks is a little more than tons.

hum!
Knowing this data, Xu Chaoyang almost stepped on the accelerator of the 95th Light Tank, but he was not as skilled in controlling the tank as he was in controlling the car, and there was no such thing as micro-control. He relied entirely on courage and carefulness. The 95th Light Tank started running, and he wanted to make this tank appear behind the side of the 97th Middle School, and use its speed to make the 97th Middle School’s adjusted muzzle completely ineffective.

When this steel behemoth started running, the bullets from the Type 99 light machine guns that suddenly attacked from all directions could only make a noise heard by those inside the tank. Under the baptism of countless bullets, the Type 99 light machine gun completed this big arc with sparks all over its body!

Fujiwara had just woken up at this time.

“ah!!!”

Fujiwara kept shaking his head. The loud noise just now seemed to have ruptured his eardrums. The pain that stabbed into his head made him still a little dazed.

“Wake up.”

Fujiwara raised his leg and kicked the driver sitting in the driver’s seat. When he looked up through the observation window to observe the movements of Jiuwuqing, he suddenly found that there was nothing in front of him!
“drive!”

The driver covered his ears and looked back at Fujiwara with a distorted expression of endurance, but Fujiwara roared angrily: “Leave this position immediately, immediately!”

hum!
The roar of machinery and the sound of tanks driving at high speed on the land came from the side of No. 97 Middle School. The next second, No. 95 Light Army quickly overtook the tank at full speed. Feng Yaohe had adjusted the muzzle long ago. At the moment the tank overtook, he should have fired…

But Fujiwara, who was in the tank commander’s seat, could not hear the sound of artillery fire for a long time!
At this time, Fujiwara remembered the military uniforms of those people. They were not the imperial army. The gray uniforms worn by these people were those of the peasants…

tom!
Suddenly, a cannon shot was heard. The side of the No. 97 Middle School shook violently under the sound of the artillery shell explosion. Several people in the car hurriedly grabbed everything they could. The machine gunner grabbed Fujiwara’s ear and tore a wound on Fujiwara’s ear, causing him to scream in pain.

This is instinct, just like a drowning person will become a “hug monkey” the first time he is rescued. He does not intend to hurt you, it is just instinct. Therefore, the best way to save a drowning person is not to save him directly, but to grab his feet when he struggles to the point of having no strength left, grab his feet in the water and drag him ashore, even if the other person is in danger of drowning, at least you can ensure that you are still alive.

“Brigade Commander, what if we can’t penetrate it again?”

This is what Feng Yaohe asked at the moment when 95 lightly hit 97 from behind.

Xu Chaoyang was full of pride. After all, he was the one who had been shot by a Type 92 infantry gun. At that time, at that time… he wasn’t really afraid…

“Can’t get through? The flank is the weakest point of the Nine-Seven armor. If you can’t get through, see? My life is yours.”

Who the hell dares to fight?

Feng Yaohe’s mind was spinning rapidly. The pressure he was feeling through the observation window at this moment was incomprehensible to others.

At this moment, Xu Chaoyang drove the 95 light truck past No. 97 Middle School at high speed. The muzzle of the gun, which had been aimed well, was getting farther and farther away, but at the moment when the distance was far away, the muzzle was aimed at the track of No. 97 Middle School. At this second, Feng Yaohe had an idea and fired directly!
If I can’t penetrate you, can’t I make you fall down?

Instead of deciding life or death with one shot, it is better to gain the maximum advantage while protecting yourself.

He is a genius, really, at least when it comes to using cannons, that’s indisputable.

(End of this chapter)