Chapter 698: 698 lucky people

Chapter 698: 698 lucky people

 Chapter 698698 Lucky People

 The two tanks hit each other almost at the same time. The No. 4 tank's shell penetrated the other side's upper armor, and the Dahua tank also penetrated the body armor of the No. 4 tank.

The commander of the No. 4 tank, who had been calm just now, felt that his tank seemed to be hit hard by a battering ram. His head almost hit the steel body of the vehicle. The violent sound frightened him and made his hair stand on end.

Almost instinctively, he opened the hatch above his head, shouted to abandon the car, and then got out.

Even though the No. 4 tank has been equipped with a diesel engine, the probability of being killed is much smaller. However, abandoning the vehicle immediately after being penetrated is still the only way to save life.

The gunner also pushed open the side hatch and got out of his tank. The cold air around him quickly hit his face, making him sober in an instant.

Without bothering to check whether his body was injured, he and the commander jumped out of the tank desperately and ran towards the woods in the distance.

The driver and the mechanical and electrical personnel quickly followed. They were all lucky because there was no blood stain on their clothes. The shell that penetrated the tank did not harm them, but damaged the gearbox and radio equipment between them.

It's just that there are some unlucky people. The loader did not leave the tank, so he should have been injured or killed directly.

　　No one dared to look back at him, and no one had the courage to look for him. They could only run on the bullet-filled battlefield and rush to a safer place.

Soon, behind them, the No. 4 tank was hit again by a shell fired by an enemy tank, making a loud bang.

The shell left a black hole in the skirt panel on the side of the tank body, and then the remaining ammunition inside the tank exploded.

The explosion ignited the tank, and the fuel continued to burn. The fire illuminated the surrounding trees, and the fire was earth-shattering even in the drizzle.

“Damn it!” Thinking that his comrades had been burned alive in the tank, the commander cursed as he ran.

There was a hidden foxhole in front of him, and he jumped down in one leap. Because he was so embarrassed, his big-brimmed hat even flew out and fell at his feet.

The electromechanical operator and driver also jumped into the foxhole. The gunner ran a little slower, and one bullet hit his shoe, and another bullet hit his heel, shattering the heel of his shoe. .

 When he jumped into the foxhole and saw the smoking soles of his feet, he swallowed in fear. Today may be a lucky day for him, as he escaped the scythe of death twice in a row.

"The way you run is really ugly." An old grenadier lying in a foxhole watching the battle in the distance commented on the four people's desolation just now.

“Next time if you have a chance, you can show me how to run more handsomely.” Only then did the commander realize that there were headphones hanging around his neck and the wires had been torn off by himself. He pulled out the pistol from his waist and said.

There is an MP5 submachine gun in his tank. Unfortunately, he abandoned the tank and ran away in such a panic that he had no time to find any weapons.

“Did the fire extinguishing system of the tank work just now?” Because he was running too anxiously, he only then remembered that he still had a report to write.

"Let's wait until you can come back alive." The veteran stretched out his assault rifle and pointed the muzzle of the Type 56 assault rifle at the target in the distance: "Another tank is coming!"

Hearing what the veteran said, the commander climbed to the edge of the foxhole and stuck his head out to take a look. Next to the burning No. 4 tank over there, a Dahua Empire Type 1 tank was slowly making a detour.

"Damn it, if our tanks are still there..." The commander looked depressed at his burning tank and the enemy tank that was about to pass over the wreckage of their tank, clenching his fists and complaining.

“The infantry has also followed...it’s hard to fight.” The veteran saw the Dahua infantry following the Dahua tank and was also very depressed.

 There were so many people following the tanks that it became inconvenient to attack them. These Dahua infantrymen did not have any exquisite infantry-tank coordination, but simply hid near the tanks to avoid incoming bullets out of fear of death.

Just as these people were about to bypass the burning wreckage of the No. 4 tank and attack the Tang Army's position, two more artillery shells fell and hit the left and right sides of these people.

  The close-range explosion destroyed the advancing Dahua 1 tank and paralyzed it in place.

From the position of the Tang Army, you can clearly see the crew members of the Dahua tank opening the hatch and jumping out of the vehicle to escape.

 Another cannonball landed in the crowd of Dahua soldiers, knocking away a dozen unlucky ones. They suffered heavy casualties and eventually retreated in confusion.

The Dahua tanks that had not yet entered the woods began to reverse, and the Dahua soldiers following these tanks also began to retreat backwards.

Tang Jun breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, they had lost their only support. The No. 4 tank was still burning in the light rain. The flames on the engine grille behind the vehicle body were beating in the rain, stubbornly refusing to be extinguished.

The soldiers of the Tang Army began to clean the battlefield, killing those enemy soldiers who were not dead, and then moved the corpses away from their positions. Although wearing raincoats, these Tang Army grenadiers were still soaked. It was not easy to fight in such a place wearing raincoats. It made it very difficult to pull out a magazine from the chest.

 The four tank crew members who lost their tanks didn't even have raincoats, but they did not leave, but stayed to help.

 They were lucky. At least when the tank was destroyed, they were able to run out in time without losing their lives.

Braving the rain and wearing wet clothes, the four crew members came to the side of their tank. They saw the pitch-black body that had been burned by fire, and the turret that had been blown away not far away.

They also saw the last Dahua Army tank they destroyed. Half of their bodies were protruding from the hatch of the tank, and then the dark bodies of the Dahua crew members were scorched by fire.

Several people did not dare to get close to their No. 4 tanks because they were afraid of smelling the pungent stench left after burning fat. Or to put it bluntly, they were afraid of seeing the dead body of the loader.

So these people came to the wreckage of the enemy's tank. At this time, they no longer felt how disgusting the unpleasant smell was.

“Damn, these **** attacked us while we were fighting the disaster. They are really bastards.” After kicking a corpse, the electromechanical man said through gritted teeth.

For safety, he was carrying a Beretta 92F pistol for self-defense, which is now the standard self-defense weapon for all pilots and tankers.

 The commander also used this type of weapon, but he discovered something that surprised him. He saw his loader in the grass next to the enemy tank.

 “I X! Why are you here?” The commander held the pistol and looked at the muddy subordinate in surprise.

"I, I ran in the wrong direction." The loader was a little embarrassed. He was originally very strong, but the series of performances just now were completely inconsistent with his tall and powerful image.

 At the same time that the tank was hit, he opened the hatch on the side of the turret and jumped out of the tank. Although the defense of the No. 4 tank was not very good, there were really many escape hatches. Each member has his own corresponding exit, making escape and replenishing ammunition very easy.

 The loader jumped out of the tank and ran to the grass in a panic, and then realized that he seemed to be separated from the large army.

Soldiers from the Great China Empire could be seen everywhere around him. He was so frightened that he quickly got into the grass and pretended to be dead. The good news is that no one saw him in the chaos. The bad news is that his thigh was injured by the shelling just now.

Things were so magical, the enemy retreated in a daze, and the injured loader finally found that his thigh had been opened by one of his own shrapnel.

　　The retreating Dahua Empire soldiers found him bleeding, thought he was a corpse, and left without caring about him.

 Relying on his ability to pretend to be dead without firing a single shot, the loader survived until the end of the battle. He was lucky enough to survive.

The commander immediately laughed. He didn't care about how his loader was hiding in the grass and pretending to be dead like a mouse. What he cared about was that his loader was still alive.

The electromechanical engineer and driver who came over also laughed, and the gunner walked over with one high and one low shoes and started to giggle.

Unconsciously, the rain became heavier, and the enemy's attack seemed to have stopped temporarily, so they supported the injured loader and returned to their own position.

The medics came after hearing the news and helped the loader, who was either lucky or unlucky, to remove the sharp shrapnel.

In a rainy environment, bandaging was impossible, so the crew members could only make a simple stretcher and carry the wounded back to the field hospital in Lijiacun to treat the wounds in a better environment.

When leaving the woods, they saw an assault gun coming for support and two reinforced No. 4 tanks.

If there had been so many friendly troops just now, their tanks might not have been destroyed, and they wouldn't be in such a mess.

 But this is war, and not everything may go so smoothly. Both sides are trying their best to fight, and luck is just luck in the true sense.

Soon a new round of shelling by the Dahua Empire began, but after about a dozen shells were fired, it stopped due to heavy rain.

Amidst the misty rain, all combat plans were forced to a halt. Dahua's commanders were waiting for subsequent artillery and troops to follow up.

The Tang Army is also waiting, waiting for its ammunition and reinforcements to arrive, waiting for more heavy equipment to arrive, and waiting for a clear tomorrow.

 (End of this chapter)