artillery arc

Chapter 772: Rat Extermination
Mike and his partner Robert were sitting on a tricycle, with Mike sitting on the back seat and Robert in the bed.

"Stop shaking!" Robert shouted, "The pictures will be a mess!"

Mike: "It's okay, I'll use my brilliant writing skills to describe it for you!"

The Ant soldier driving the motorcycle couldn't understand what they were saying and just kept stepping on the accelerator.

All three wheels of the tricycle were off the ground, speeding across the snow-covered field.

Ahead of them was a swarm of other motor vehicles, ranging from jeeps to BMW motorcycles to Greyhound armored vehicles.

On each vehicle squatted a burly man with a huge anti-tank mine in his hand.

Landmines probably never imagined that they would one day become throwable anti-tank weapons.

There were also those who failed to grab the mines, so they held the explosive packs equipped with homemade timing devices.

Just when the group was halfway through the charge, Proson's giant tank rushed out of the smoke area!
"Oh no!" Someone shouted, "The nerd who plays with magic arrows is coming to steal Venus!"

In response to the shout, the magic arrow set off from the village, dragging its shiny butt!

At this time, all the drivers stepped on the accelerator to the limit and exerted force with both hands, as if this could make the car go faster.

But the car certainly couldn't outrun the magic arrow. Within a few seconds, the light spot flew over the convoy and headed straight for the huge tank with two gun barrels, one long and one short!

The light spots hit the tank one after another.

Everyone stared at the behemoth.

It didn't slow down! No open flame members appeared and no intention of abandoning the car!
The shaped charge warhead of the magic arrow can't penetrate this guy's armor!

I don't know who cheered.

At this moment, the giant tank fired, the smaller gun, and a grenade landed in front of a jeep. The shrapnel immediately blew the front air intake grille of the jeep's engine beyond recognition!

But Willys Jeep stubbornly continued to move forward.

The enemy began to fire machine guns.

But the nimble jeeps and motorcycles avoided the firing range of the coaxial machine guns.

In addition to the coaxial machine gun, the hull machine gun did not fire. It seemed that in order to ensure the frontal defense capability of the vehicle, this giant tank, like the Rokossov Type 1, was not equipped with a hull machine gun at all - the hull machine gun would become a very obvious weakness on the front.

The behemoth tried in vain to use its turret coaxial machine gun and small-caliber cannon to resist the oncoming light vehicles, but the turret's slow rotation speed made this attempt a bubble.

Reporter Mike was observing the giant tank and suddenly asked, "Why didn't the Proson tanker turn the hull to help the turret turn?"

Robert shrugged. "How should I know? Maybe the driver was a novice and was too nervous to remember anything when he was on the battlefield for the first time."

As he spoke, he pressed the shutter, but immediately complained: "It's too shaky, it's impossible to take a good photo. We should get off the car when we get close to the enemy tanks! Mike, tell the driver that we need to get off the car when we get close to the enemy tanks!"

Mike said to the driver in Ant language: "We have to get off in front of the enemy tanks."

Driver: "Are you crazy? Others can just throw a bomb or a mine, but you want to get off the bus? What if the enemy infantry comes up?"

"I have a submachine gun." Robert patted the Popos hanging on his waist.

After Mike finished translating, the driver asked in confusion, "Do you know how to use it?"

Mike: “He’s from Chicago.”

The driver couldn't understand the humor, but he obviously decided to fulfill the passengers' wishes: "I can let you down, I can protect you, after all, you are the marshal's friends!"

Mike: “Thank you!”

At this time, the first jeep had rushed to the huge back of the enemy tank turret. The grenadier pulled the delay fuse of the mine and threw the mine directly onto the top of the turret.

Generally speaking, there may be a lightning protection layer on the bottom of the tank, while the top of the tank often only has armor that can withstand machine guns.

This is true in theory, but no one has ever seen the tank in front of them.

It is so huge and has withstood the attack of 18 arrows. No one knows whether an anti-tank mine can blow through its top.

Robert yelled, "No! I'm not ready for the photo!"

The mine exploded and it looked like Proson's tank suddenly grew mushrooms, and an orange-red fireball slowly rose into the air.

The tank's turret, which had been rotating, stopped.

But the tank's hull was still moving forward.

Mike muttered, "It looks like... the turret was blown up?"

The warrior who threw the mine was already cheering, as if he was sure that the enemy would abandon the car in the next moment.

However, the tank's turret began to rotate again.

Mike: "It looks like the explosion knocked someone out."

Robert: "Stop! Stop now! We're close enough now!"

The driver slammed on the brakes without waiting for Mike's translation, and the jeep drifted in front of the enemy tank, raising a lot of snow.

Robert jumped out of the car without waiting for it to stop, holding up his camera and running towards the tank a few dozen meters away.

At the same time, the second and third light vehicles approached the behemoth and packed explosives on the top of the vehicle body.

There was an explosion, and this time the entire tank came to a stop.

Mike: “Did it work?”

Robert was busy taking pictures and ignored his partner. The tank started for the second time and roared towards Robert.

"Great! That's it! I got a clear picture!"

A motorcycle came and almost brushed the edge of the tank. The Ante soldier sitting on the back of the motorcycle threw a mine in front of the tank tracks.

Before they could run far, the tracks ran over a mine. The violent explosion raised mud and snow that directly covered the front half of the left track of the tank.

The shock wave swept over, knocking Mike and Robert to the ground together.

Mike didn't care about the pain and got up to check the condition of the tank.

His partner was busy looking for the camera that had fallen into the snow.

The tank continued to move forward for a while, and then the tracks slipped off the guide wheels - the explosion broke the tracks.

The tank, having lost its ability to move, stopped on the snowy field.

At this time, another wave of arrows flew over, but they passed over the tanks and rushed towards the Prossen armored grenadiers in the distance who were getting ready to catch up with the giant tanks to provide cover.

After a series of explosions, more than a dozen half-track vehicles caught fire.

At the same time, howitzers from the regiment's self-propelled artillery unit fired down, and it seemed that there were also heavy mortars. The barrage of shells once again pinned the Proson infantry who were about to come forward to provide assistance to the spot.

The giant tank was still turning its turret in vain.

Another mine was thrown at the junction of the tank turret and the hull, apparently intending to blow up the turret ring.

After the explosion, the turret paused briefly and then continued to rotate.

At this time, a brave Ante infantryman jumped from the jeep to the rear of the tank in one step.

Robert just pressed the shutter button and shouted excitedly: "I got it! I got a memorable moment!"

The Ant soldier who jumped onto the tank wanted to open the hatch, but after trying several times he found it impossible.

In fact, if the tank hatch is locked from the inside, it cannot be opened from the outside. Many tanks do not choose to lock the hatch, one reason is that the inside of the tank is very hot during combat, and the other is that they are worried that if they are seriously injured, outsiders will not be able to rescue them.

In fact, it is very difficult to jump onto a moving tank, and the hatch lock does not work most of the time. Therefore, veteran tank drivers often do not lock the hatch for the convenience of escape, or even leave the hatch open for ventilation.

But the drivers of this giant tank were obviously not the adventurous ones. They locked the hatch completely and it could not be opened from the outside.

When the Ante soldier who was climbing the tank found that he could not open the hatch, he took out a wooden-handled grenade and used it as a hammer to hit the periscope on the tank's command tower.

Just then, an Ante soldier took out an incendiary grenade.

"Try the old-fashioned way!" he shouted, throwing grenades to his comrades who jumped onto the tank.

The people on the tank were overjoyed. They pulled the fuse and inserted the grenade into the exhaust pipe on the side of the tank. Then they jumped out of the vehicle and rolled on the snow to get out of the rut.

The incendiary bomb exploded, and bright flames engulfed the exhaust pipe and the surrounding vehicle surface.

The tank's turret continued to rotate, but stopped after a few seconds.

Then the tank's hatch opened and a Proson tankman tried to climb out carrying a fire extinguisher.

More than a dozen machine guns opened fire at the same time.

The Plosson tank was shot in the hand and slid into the hatch again.

The second tanker stuck his head out to close the hatch, but the machine gun made him give up the idea.

Another brave Ante soldier jumped onto the tank and threw a grenade into the open hatch.

The grenade was immediately thrown out and exploded next to the tank.

The person who threw the grenade was hit by the shrapnel instead and fell down, holding his shoulder.

A jeep ventured close, and the people on it jumped out, threw the wounded soldier into the jeep, and drove away.

The third brave man jumped onto the tank, climbed directly to the top of the tank turret, and fired into the interior with a submachine gun.

After the fight, he took off the grenade, pulled the fuse, and held it in his hand for two seconds before throwing it in.

The grenade exploded almost immediately, and the turret hatch popped and blew a large puff of smoke.

At this time, the hatch of the tank body, which was probably the position of the cockpit, opened. The Proson tank driver came out with his hands raised high and shouted in unfamiliar Ante language: "I surrender!"

Robert Capa immediately captured the moment.

Mike shouted to the excited soldiers in Ant language: "Put out the fire! Don't burn the precious spoils!"

The third boarding warrior suddenly woke up from his dream, got into the tank turret, took out the fire extinguisher that the enemy had just taken, and sprayed it at the open flames around the exhaust pipe.

A jeep stopped next to the tank, and the Ante soldiers on it jumped out and used a military shovel to shovel snow and throw it onto the open fire.

After a group of people worked hard for more than a minute, the fire was finally completely extinguished.

The Plossen tankmen who surrendered at the same time lined up in front of the tank - there were actually two tankmen still alive!

Robert poked and photographed the two men, and asked, "Why don't you have crosses and other medals commonly seen by veterans?"

The prisoner actually understood Angsa language and replied: "We are students who just graduated from school."

Mike heard it and his eyes widened: "What? What a coincidence, the leader of the regiment resisting you was also a cadet when the war started! He must have a lot in common with you!"

(End of this chapter)