Chapter 298

"Boom!" The leopard tank spewed out the flame again, another French tank was hit by "gut piercing belly rotten", the whole tank was killed and exploded, and the smoke from the explosion even blocked the vision of the tank behind.

French tanks are not standing to be hit, they are also frantically fighting back. Soon Ryan's tank was hit by another shell, which hit directly at the rear of the tank, breaking a section of the exhaust pipe behind the leopard tank.

"Hell! Andre! Keep firing. I'll see what happened to Clark Ryan pushed his hatch, and then said to Andre around him. Then he braved the gunfire and got out of his tank. At this time, he knew what his tank had become.

The shell hit all kinds of things hanging outside the tank, and the guide wheel at the front right had fallen to one side. The track on the right side has long fallen to the ground, like a twisted snake without life. On the side armor of the turret dozens of centimeters away from his tank, the shallow hole made by a cannon fire was so shocking.

Without hesitation, Ryan jumped off the turret of his tank and came to the cockpit of the mechanic. He tried hard to open the hatch which should be tightened. As a result, he just made a little effort and the whole hatch fell down.

After a close look at the hatch cover in his hand, Ryan stood there in a daze. Suddenly, a bullet hit the edge of the hatch cover he held in his hands in a daze, making a crisp sound and bouncing out. Ryan looked at the bullets in amazement, then threw the hatch aside.

He bent down, put his face into the cabin of the tank's mechanic and found that there was blood everywhere. The shell penetrated the armor plate from the side and was embedded in the armor plate on the side. However, the shell only broke the nearby steel, creating a very sharp scrap.

The flying shrapnel hit Clark in the head and chest. It bounced there several times before flying to the back row, penetrating Ryan's trouser legs and hitting Andre in the shoulder.

But obviously Clark is hopeless, from his bleeding wound can easily judge that he is dead. The consolation is that he was not alone when he died. Dozens of French tankers were buried with him. He died well because, as the armored battle song says, he had at least a steel coffin when he finally left.

"Bowman! You get out of here! There's nothing more to do with you. " "The tank has lost its ability to move, and it's useless for you to stay here," Raine yelled

"Boom!" A tank shell exploded nearby, splashing a piece of soil, Ryan ignored, and asked Bauman loudly: "Bauman! You get out of here! There's nothing more to do with you. "

"Captain! I'm here because it's my car! I don't want to leave my most trusted partner at the last minute. " Bowman laughed and replied loudly, "come on, Ryan, you're the one we should leave most."

Ryan shakes his head. He knows that his men are a group of lunatics, so he doesn't persuade any more and goes back to his captain's cabin door. As soon as his head entered the turret and tried to reach for the closed armrest of the hatch, a French shell hit his captain's hatch, sending the entire hatch far away.

I took a look at my left hand, and I was very glad. After all, this hand was almost away from me. Now he didn't have to cover any more, so he ordered loudly, "keep firing! Keep firing

Bruce's upper body was bare, and his tendons were shining with sweat. He bit his teeth and continued to put a shell into the gun. He found that his hands were shaking very hard. I don't know if it's because of fear or excessive adrenaline secretion. Anyway, he feels shivering all over.

"Boom!" The leopard tank opened fire again. The car body trembled slightly. The shell roared and flew to the front armor plate of the French tank opposite. Then it easily penetrated there and directly cut the driver in two. It also broke a leg bone of the rear captain and continued to fly to the rear. It didn't stop until it hit the gasoline engine. However, at this time, the French tank also broke apart due to the explosion of the gasoline engine, turned into a pile of parts and rolled in all directions.

Rennes knew that they were creating a myth, and they were using their lives to write a myth for the later German armored forces. In just 40 minutes, they destroyed 19 French B1 tanks and soma S35 tanks, and also destroyed three armored vehicles - a lot of tank groups could not be completed until they were destroyed.

What's more, the record is still climbing. They almost set their own record again every two minutes. Soon they destroyed the 20th French tank today, followed by the 21st.

They used the favorable terrain to destroy the other side's tanks to form roadblocks, forcing the other side's tanks to fight with themselves only in a single number or a small number, giving full play to the leopard tank's performance advantages in armor and vitality, and creating a brilliant tank battle record.

In any way, it's a myth, so it's not that Ryan doesn't know how to be modest. This is the God of war's words that can single out 21 French tanks with one tank. This is a myth that has been incorporated into the classic battle examples of tank warfare and studied repeatedly by later generations. This is a myth of 21-0 achievements. If it's Ryan before, he will be happy, for he can survive, for he can continue to kill and cheer. But when he found that his hands were covered with the blood of Electrical Engineer Clark, he couldn't laugh. He didn't know why. He seemed to be annoyed. This kind of emotion was very delicate for him, because he hadn't felt it for a long time in the past few years. Under the influence of this chagrin, he continued to order Andre to open fire. He wanted to avenge the German grenadiers who died in pain on the bed of the field hospital, and he wanted to avenge Clark, the mechatronic who had just died and whose body had not cooled. So he had to kill, he had to kill. Use killing to make up for the panic in the heart, use killing to heal those bloody wounds, use killing to strengthen their faith, and use killing to prove that they are still alive. Live! Yes, alive! Ryan's lax eyes suddenly firmed up. He looked at Andre and ordered loudly: "two o'clock! Rotating turret! Destroy that B1 tank... Bauman, try it. If the body can still move, turn right. "“ Boom A French shell hit the front armor of the leopard tank, and finally penetrated the steel plate which had persisted for a long time, hitting the gearbox inside. The leopard tank lost its power and couldn't move its position any more“ Ryan! I can't help it. " Bowman looked at the smoking machine and said aloud, what he didn't say was that a piece of control rod was pushed out by great force and almost broke his head“ Boom Andre's cannon returned fire, but it didn't hit any target. Because of the huge vibration, the tank's sight error was already very huge. Now he can't hit the target with his sight, he can only rely on his own feeling. He slightly adjusted the turret, and then fired again. He fired his 39th shell today, hitting the French tank opposite. But soon he could not fire with his experience, because a French shell hit the armor in front of the Panther's turret and hit less than five centimeters away from the sight. This fatal blow completely destroyed Andre's gun sight and made him unable to fire another shot. Andre's head touched the sight and began to bleed because of the huge shock. He leaned against the back of his chair, gasped heavily, and then said to Ryan: "I'm sorry... I tried my best. Now we can't do anything. " Bruce also lost his job because Andre lost his sight. He sat down on the shell storage rack, gasping, and could not say a word. But you can see from his eyes that he has put life and death aside. Andre has been injured, while Bruce is almost exhausted. Bowman in front of him has only one P-38 pistol to defend himself. Now, Ryan is the only one left in the tank, still keeping fighting capacity. And as a tank car commander, his combat ability is much higher than that of ordinary infantry. After taking down an mp-44 assault rifle from the turret, Ryan looked at the two disabled crew members, raised the corner of his mouth and once again showed a confident smile: "you have completed the task! Get rid of the car. " He took a look at the bullet in the drum, reloaded it on the gun, pulled the bolt, and continued, "as for me, I want to keep fighting. I can't let Clark die here for nothing, can I?"“ Ryan! We did our best! Even if you go out, it won't change much. " Andre closed his eyes and said, "it's my pleasure to meet you."“ It's also my pleasure to work with you Ryan laughed, then prepared to climb out, holding the handrail in his hand and saying, "but I'm going to hold on to the last minute, and I'm going to do my best to protect you to survive!"“ If... This is... Our most... After, then... Is also a very... Wonderful ending. " One side of Bruce gasped.