Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 371 371 Really worth the money

Sitting inside the small, crowded tank full of engine oil smell, the young trainee who was selected to be the future commander of the tank force felt extremely aggrieved.

When he entered the military academy and achieved excellent grades, and was regarded as a top student by everyone, he never thought that he would become like this one day.

In his opinion, an army commander should ride on a tall horse, use binoculars to look at the battlefield, decide the outcome, and reprimand Fang Qiu.

As a result, he can't even see clearly what's going on around him now, let alone mobilize thousands of troops in a very chic way.

At this moment, because of the noise, he had to yell with all his strength at the top of his lungs even to order the machine gunners around him to fire.

The space in the tank is really too cramped. For him, this may not be a place where people should stay.

As the tank traveled through the rugged wilderness, his head bumped against the cold and hard steel shell of the tank from time to time, and the feeling was terrible.

What's more, the only window he can use to observe the surrounding scene is the very aggrieved gap.

Through this incoherent gap, he could barely see the surroundings of his tank, and it was simply impossible to see where the enemy was hiding.

Under such observation conditions, the enemy may not be able to be found by the people in the tank even if the enemy hides and fires, even if they run out of ammunition, let alone command and dispatch the tank to fire back.

The only consolation is that this new weapon is surrounded by steel plate defense, so the enemy is unlikely to cause substantial damage to them.

The flimsy tires of the armored vehicle have been replaced by sturdy, steel-cast track chains. This tank, called a tank, is a terrifying existence without weaknesses for light infantry.

It's a pity that for the people who operate the tank, its power is equally terrifying-the driver who is responsible for driving the tank forward has a deep understanding of this.

It is actually extremely difficult to drive your own tank in a straight line in a complex combat environment.

In order to avoid obstacles, even if the tank turns a little forward angle, it will cause a huge deviation in the direction of the tank.

This is simply a certain thing. There is no GPS positioning and navigation device installed on the tanks these days. It is up to the operators of the tanks to judge for themselves where they are on the battlefield.

It's better if the distance is shorter, at least there are some reference objects before departure to roughly distinguish where you are.

But once the forward distance starts to become longer, the tank crew can only rely on their own experience to judge the position of their own tanks, and the remaining 90.00% is luck.

At this moment, as the "car captain", this high-achieving college student felt that he could not bear it anymore.

He knew that this exercise was very important, and the college deliberately allowed more than 150 students to watch this tank exercise, but he was still about to collapse.

The unpleasant smell of engine oil crashed into his nostrils, making it a torture for him to breathe.There was an iron box containing ammunition under his feet, he was almost squatting on the ammunition, and he finally opened the hatch above his head.

In order to accommodate one more person, the No. 1 tank for training has only a pitiful 500 rounds of ammunition, which is more than three-quarters less than the No. 1 tank before it was modified.

On the one hand, this is because the caliber of the Maxim is larger than that of the MG13 machine gun, so the amount of ammunition carried plummets.

On the other hand, it was also because one more person had to be stuffed in, so some compromises had to be made.

The newly refitted turret is larger, and it is more square in order to accommodate one more person. There is almost no inclination, and it is a silly rectangular box.

A gust of air poured into the small car body, allowing the two people in the turret to breathe more or less smoothly.

Poking his head out of the turret, the high-achieving student of the academy finally had a clear overview of the surrounding situation.

He retracted his head, and kicked the back of the chair of the driver of the tank in front: "We are going in the wrong direction! Turn to the right, adjust to the right!"

The student driving the tank gestured behind him, giving him an answer he already understood.

Then.Amid the turbulence, this so-called tank, whose armor was thinner than that of an armored vehicle, began to slowly adjust its direction to the right.

However, only one of their tanks adjusted its direction, and the rest of the tanks really fought on their own, a messy scene.

One tank watched helplessly as it sank into a ravine on the ground. Although its body was more than 4 meters long and could handle many obstacles on the battlefield, it still fell headlong into the big pit.

On the other side, there was another tank trying to break a small tree that was in the way. Although it broke the small tree, it got stuck on half of the tree stump, and was left far behind by the remaining tanks.

But despite this, the performance of the remaining tanks is much better than the armored vehicles that entered the battlefield for the first time.

At least, apart from the two tanks that had problems, the rest of the tanks actually performed well, showing a strong ability to adapt to the battlefield.

It's just that these tanks are not perfect yet, they can't communicate, and some detail designs are not perfect, obviously they don't have the ability to fight on the battlefield.

"Hey! You have deviated from the path! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" Seeing that one of the remaining three tanks was getting closer and closer to his own tank in order to avoid obstacles, the captain of the opened hatch , shouting hysterically.

It's a pity that his shout was covered by the roar of the engine long ago, and the other party didn't seem to care about his direction at all, and was desperately approaching the "trench" preset for the exercise.

"Damn it! It would be great if there was a device for talking to each other." The captain who opened the hatch and exposed his head complained.

"They blocked some views of each other. It seems that installing a device that allows these tank commanders to communicate is an effective means to solve the problem." Matthews, who was watching the situation of the exercise factory from a distance, said to the assistant in charge of recording behind him.

"If it officially enters the battle, the frontal armor of this tank must be thicker, otherwise it will not be able to block the possible attack methods of the enemy." Matthews continued to add after seeing his assistant scribbling.

Tang Mo not only gave him the design of the lever rifle, but later also gave him the blueprint of the machine gun, and gave him the blueprint of the submachine gun...

It can be said that Tang Mo is his teacher, Matthews, and also a great existence who enlightened him.He, Matthews, was able to be what he is today, entirely because of Tang Mo's education.

Now, he is in charge of Tang Mo's brand new project called Tank, which makes Dwarf Matthews extremely excited.

He really likes this ultimate land combat weapon design!He is really optimistic about the design of this kind of steel and iron-framed revived armored heavy cavalry.

"If there are too many tanks, what is most needed is communication... Only by informing each other of the situation will they be on the battlefield in the end, avoiding many unnecessary losses!"

On the exercise field, the "commander" who opened the hatch finally ordered the tank to slow down, avoiding another tank that was almost rushing sideways.

It wasn't until this time that the other party realized that his route had deviated from the direction of the exercise, so this dangerous situation occurred.

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"That's right! Notifying each other of the battlefield situation is the basis for tanks to cooperate with each other!" The instructor who brought the students to visit began to ask questions. After some students answered the questions, he began to evaluate the quality of the answers: "You are very good. !classmate!"

"Teacher! I think the communication between tanks is very important, and infantry is also very important! Without the cover of enough infantry, tanks will become very vulnerable on the battlefield." Another student followed suit.

"You're very good! You can write a thesis and give it to me after you go back! It's a very good subject for infantry to attack with tanks, and you are very good." The instructor nodded slightly, remembering this very good student.

While the exercise was in full swing, at the pier of Long Island Port, a Liberty Ship stopped beside the pier with the help of a barge.

The gangway was lowered, and a beautiful girl with hairy ears was the first to jump off the gangway and stood on the concrete floor of Long Island's pier.

"Ha! Long Island! I'm coming!" Le'er clenched her fists, looking excitedly at the huge and bustling city in the distance, and declared energetically.

"Get in the car!" A Rolls Royce stopped beside Le'er at some point, the door had already been opened, and Tang Mo's voice came from inside.

"Huh?" Le'er didn't expect Tang Mo to pick her up in person, so excited and a little shy, she obediently lowered her head and got into the car.

Then, this time, it was Tang Mo's turn to be surprised.

Because, as soon as she got into the car, Le'er threw herself into Tang Mo's arms recklessly, and her soft red lips were printed on Tang Mo's lips like this.

"What are you... woo..." Before Tang Mo could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Le'er's actions.

"I caused you trouble." After a long time, lips parted.Le'er stared at Tang Mo with wide eyes and said, "I don't want to trouble you anymore..."

"..." Tang Mo really didn't expect that Le'er hurried from Bunas to Longdao to kiss him.

"I don't want to be bullied anymore, I want...for myself, for you...to live a good life!" After speaking, Le'er launched a brave charge again, aiming at Tang Mo's lips.

Being raped by a little girl... Tang Mo thought in his heart, dumbfounded. Then, he stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Le'er's slender waist.

Well, you get what you pay for, and the Rolls-Royce is a really good car... the rear space is... really... worth the money.
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Finally, a new chapter is added... I still owe everyone 4 more updates.

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