When the devil tank reached the preset limit, the commander of the second platoon gave an order, covering the people of the demolition team, and took the lead in throwing a row of grenades, which was regarded as a short-term smoke bomb effect.

At the same time, the demolition crew, holding cluster grenades, rushed out of the position at a rapid pace, rolled on the ground, and threw themselves on the tracks of the tank.

Unexpectedly, the devil had already prevented this move, and when the first batch of grenades exploded, the machine guns in the devil's tank began to strafe in all directions.

There were also devil infantry behind the tank, who also lay on the ground and began to shoot in this direction.

Of the five demolition groups, most of them were swept by bullets, and the second platoon commander was so anxious that his eyes were about to burst into flames, and he himself was holding a grenade, anxious to rush up.

However, the next second of the shot made the platoon commander dumbfounded, and the demolition soldiers who were swept to the ground, as long as they were not killed, were rolling hard and rolling towards the tank.

I'll go, what kind of people are these, Lao Tan, who was behind, also saw it, watching these wounded soldiers who were enduring severe pain, and they were rushing towards the devil's tank one after another without fear of life and death.

It's really no different from a moth that fights fire, and there are still people who are constantly hit and killed, but as long as there is still a breath of air, there are still people who continue to pounce forward.

"Boom! Rumble! ”

With two loud bangs, two tanks were finally hit, and the other three tanks were so frightened that they quickly stopped and kept strafing the front in order to protect themselves.

The second platoon commander shook his head and gritted his teeth in pain, shit, five demolition groups, fifteen brothers, all sacrificed, only two tanks were blown up.

These two tanks were the last moment of the Demoman's life, rolled under the tank, pulled the cluster grenade, and died with the devil's tank.

What's even more annoying is that the two bombed tanks, strictly speaking, only one blew up, because the other one, the people inside are not dead, they are still shooting and firing, and the threat is still very great.

The more threatening thing is the other three tanks, and now these three tanks are obedient, no longer lined up, but like the devil infantry skirmisher attack, it has become an inverted word, covering each other's advance.

This made it more difficult for the second platoon to blow up the tank, and when he saw that his position was broken through by the devil tank, the second platoon commander was even more anxious.

Now it is no longer possible to bomb the devil's tank, because the devil infantry behind the tank came up, and the second platoon commander took the remaining 30 or so people, all of whom got on bayonets, and fought with the swarming devils.

"Three platoons of heavy machine guns, fight me, hit the tanks. Fast! ”

Lao Duan saw that the second row of positions in front of him had been broken through by tanks, so he was so anxious that he hurriedly issued a second order, and the two 92 heavy machines on the left and right of the third platoon on the second line of positions clucked like old hens.

These two 92 heavy machines were also snatched yesterday, and the 92 heavy machines are not difficult to operate, as long as they can fight machine guns, they can almost get started.

Several machine gunners and ammunition men in the third platoon have long been tracking the devil tank all the way with machine gun crosshairs, just waiting for the company commander's order.

The machine guns were all loaded with a few steel-core armor-piercing shells (at that time, there were also armor-piercing shells), but I don't know if they can penetrate the devil's tank.

This burst of dense heavy machine gun bullets passed, and the tank in front of the devil was spent, but unfortunately, the effect of this steel-core armor-piercing bullet was very average, and it was difficult to penetrate the devil's tank.

Maybe now the devil's tank has thickened its armor, or the so-called steel-core armor-piercing bullet of the devil's 92 heavy machine is very average in itself, and people don't need such bullets very much, so the power is average.

"Not on the deck, but on the tracks."

Tan Yizhong was anxious, and hurriedly reminded Lao Duan, who also came to his senses and hurriedly asked the machine gunner to shoot at the tank track.

However, it was too late.

The devil's tank discovered the heavy machine gun fire point of the eighth company, and dared to shoot at itself, so it simply stopped, facing the direction of the machine gun, not exposing its tracks.

At the same time, he also turned the muzzle of the tank and aimed it at the machine gun nest of the two heavy machine guns, and the swarthy muzzle of the tank was like the ghost eye of the Hell.

Soon, dazzling flames erupted from this swarthy black hole, and only a few loud noises were heard, and the two 92 heavy planes in the third platoon of the second front of the Eighth Company were blown to pieces, parts were scattered everywhere, and the machine gunners and ammunition men were all martyred.

Lao Duan almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, and the heavy machine gun with great hope was blown up like this, and he knew that he had handed over these two 92 heavy machines together last night, and he would not have caught up with several brothers today.

Originally, it was difficult for a company to have a few heavy machine guns, and it was not the wealth of the Yunnan troops, but in other units, a company, in many cases, did not have a single heavy machine gun, and it was generally only available in the battalion.

The commander of the third battalion remembered that Lao Duan had made great contributions yesterday and that he was able to fight, so he acquiesced to Lao Duan privately keeping the 92 Heavy Machine, hoping to come in handy.

If there is a civil war, and a company has two 92 heavy aircraft, it is not to be the king and hegemon, and it is estimated that one battalion will not be able to defeat it.

But today, these two machine guns have just fired a magazine of 30 rounds, and they have been blown up to ashes, what else can be said? Lao Duan was so angry that he almost fainted.

Tan Yizhong was almost desperate, this battle had no need to fight, the devil's tank had already rushed into the core area of his position, and now it was rampant and domineering, and no one had a way to take them.

It is estimated that this time I will explain here, Lao Tan thought of this, so he simply calmed down even more, anyway, it is a death to be a person, it is better to take advantage of the gun in his hand now to see if he can kill the devil.

But now dozens of people in the second platoon are mixed up with the devils, and it's not easy to shoot, but fortunately, the devils are doing short-distance overtaking attacks.

It may be that the devils are more numerous, and they look down on the hand-to-hand combat of dozens of people in the second platoon, but divide their troops to follow the tanks and continue to move forward.

The devil's unintentional move made Lao Duan miserable, and Lao Duan originally wanted to attack the whole company at this time to fight hand-to-hand with the devil, in that way, the devil's tank would be useless.

But now, the whole company can't attack, there are a lot of devils behind the devil tank, everyone goes up now, they will still be intercepted by the devils, at that time, the eighth company will be divided into several pieces, and finally eaten by the devils little by little.

Lao Tan is not a commander now, so he didn't think about it so much, but picked up the 38 rifle and shot at the devils who rushed up, almost one at a time.

I'll go, the 38 guns of this dog day are too easy to use, Lao Tan scolded and praised the devil's gun while fighting, and borrowed a knife to kill people, this is a borrowed gun to beat people.

The accuracy of the 38 guns is also very high, and at such a close distance, it is only at a distance of one or two hundred meters, any shooter can take down the charging enemy.

The 6.5 bullet is small and very penetrating, Lao Tan can't see it clearly, and he feels that sometimes a bullet passes and knocks down several devils.

What the hell is this, I guess my comrades-in-arms are also fighting.

It's just too short, not long.