Blackfish and Dove watched as the crew of the T-90 tank in the valley in the distance was pulled out of the cab like sacks, screaming in the air and thrown into the distance.

"Steel Skin." The dove was a little surprised, "This guy is a half-blood descendant of the God of War?" ”

"You've got to make up your mind right away, your T-90 tanks will soon be scrapped." "Hesitate any longer, and when they take out the tank, it'll be our turn." ”

"I'm just a tracker, combat isn't my specialty, and I'll have to retreat before these half-bloods rush in." Blackfish said, "Are you sure you can kill these guys?" ”

The dove looked back behind him, and said a little unconvinced: "Hmph! I also have a regiment of Taliban soldiers in my hand, there are so many heavy weapons, and these soldiers are all stimulated by my 'fearlessness', all of them are fighters who are not afraid of death, even if they die, I can control their corpses, which is equal to the strength of two regiments, how many of them are there? Nine? Ten? Even if they were elephants, they wouldn't be able to withstand so many ant bites from me! ”

"Hmm...... It's rare for you to be so confident. Blackfish glanced sideways over the door and swept the dove, "It's just ......"

Before he could finish speaking, a shell fired from a smoothbore cannon exploded in a nearby position, and several Taliban soldiers were instantly pulverized, and the shell seemed to detonate other munitions, and after a loud bang, it triggered a series of explosions.

Dozens of Taliban near the blast site were suddenly shattered, and all the dead were missing arms and legs, lying on the ground screaming and screaming.

"I'm just like saying, they grabbed T-90 tanks, not bumper cars in amusement parks, are you sure you can handle it?" The blackfish took a few steps back, and seemed to have the idea of retreating.

"Damn the Morians! I've hated Moria the most in my life! The dove said angrily: "These ghostly guys, if it weren't for them, our people would not have fallen to the point they are today!" ”

"Moria or Atlantean, it's not a good thing. Don't forget, dove, that although the Atlanteans have secretly allied with us since World War II, they are only using us. There are two exits to the dark underworld, one in their hands and one in the hands of the Morians, if the Atlanteans really regard us as allies, why haven't they broken the seal for decades? It's just that we want to send Assassins to help them kill the Moria. Blackfish said: "The lord of the city has seen through all this a long time ago, bear with it, don't treat the Atlanteans as friends, and don't regard the Moria people as the only mortal enemy, this world, no one can be relied on except our own people." ”

Dove nodded, and he had to admit that the guy who seemed very unflattering to himself did have a point.

"Well, stop making your tirade, they've already grabbed two tanks." The black fish raised his jaw down the valley and said, "Let your artillery cover the valley with white phosphorus shells, those Taliban soldiers are just human beings, human life is the least valuable, even these selfish ghosts themselves think so, every once in a while to kill each other, this race will perish sooner or later." ”

"Good! Listen to you! ”

The dove turned back to his Taliban officers and yelled, "Go, let all the artillery below be replaced with white phosphorus shells, and cover the whole valley for me!" ”

"The whole valley?" The herald jumped, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at the dove, "But ...... down there."

Before he finished speaking, the Taliban soldier suddenly shuddered, and he saw a strange light in his green pupils, and the whole person suddenly lost the courage to continue.

"Yes, I'll give the order right away." As if part of his soul had been drained, the officer became expressionless and mechanically walked towards the artillery position.

The valley has become a mess.

All the tanks were completely messed up, many of them crashed into each other on their own, and they couldn't tell which one was their own tank and which one was occupied by those madmen.

Boom –

A T-90 was blasted with a depleted uranium armor-piercing shell directly from the back of the buttocks, and the warhead pierced the relatively fragile rear armor and only fired into the ammunition bay of the territory, causing a violent explosion.

The column of fire exploded into the sky with this violent explosion, and fell on the turret of another T-90, and even through the thick armor, the tankmen in the cab were still terrified!

"That's it! It's the one! The commander of the command vehicle yelled at the tank radio as if he was about to burst his vocal cords, "They're going around behind us!" Hurry up and turn around! ”

"Which one!? Which one the hell!? ”

"How can I not see it!? Oh, my God! Where the hell is the enemy? Which tank is our own people!? ”

"They robbed two tanks, and with two tanks that were not ours!"

"! Which one the hell is it? ”

It's okay that the commander of the tank group doesn't give orders, and at the moment of ordering, the situation gets worse.

These Taliban forces have one of their greatest Achilles' heels. Their tanks are not like the regular military of other countries, which will have a number written on the turret with white paint, these T-90s were temporarily transported to Afghanistan before the US invasion, and the tank members were also temporarily trained, each tank is not numbered, but painted with camouflage paint into mountain camouflage camouflage, so no matter how many times the commander calls "that", the other tanks under his command do not know what he is talking about, "which one?" ”

Soon, the T-90 tanks, which had become dizzy and nervous, were completely in a state of being in a state of being in a state of grass and trees, and the lack of training was exposed at this time.

Someone finally couldn't help it and pushed the shell into the smoothbore gun, towards ! A tank that thought it was the "enemy" hit a shot!

This time, in order to be on the safe side, this guy actually launched a $40,000 bomb each, trying to get rid of what he thought was the "enemy" with one shot.

The cartridge is a new type of ammunition specially developed for the T-90, which consists of a missile and a reduced charge projectile cartridge. As with any other 125mm ammunition, the standard automatic loader on the tank is also available.

After the missile is launched, two sets of tails are immediately opened, one to maintain stability and the other to control the direction of flight. The missile's body is equipped with a 4.2-kilogram advanced shaped charge warhead, which has an armor-piercing thickness ratio of about 7:1, and is said to be 850 millimeters thick.

However, this kind of thing is very expensive to build, so each T-90 has only 4 such laser-guided shells.

Bang –

The bullet got through the side armor of the hapless T-90, and this expensive ammunition really got what you pay for, and the effect was immediate.

Screams were heard over the radio, and the intermittent gasps of the Taliban commander could be heard from the hit tank.

"Someone...... Sneak attack...... We...... It's over......"

After that there was no sound, and after a while, the lid of the tank was pushed open, and a gunner, covered in fire, crawled out of the tank and rolled to the ground.

A tank behind couldn't brake and ran over.

"Ahh

The terrible howl before death can be heard even through the reactive armor, which is terrifying.

"That sneak up tank! It was the lunatics who robbed it! ”

"Yes, I saw it! That's it! ”

"Knock him off!"

"Nope! Don't shoot at me! I'm my own! I really am my own person! I made a mistake! I ......"

"Your own fart!"