Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 163
The tanks of the Indian Army drove into the river one after another. Due to the accident just now, all the infantry dared not enter the tanks, but sat on the tanks.From a distance, it is like a small boat full of people and with a deep draft.

Abad held up the binoculars and looked at the opposite side. When the flares fell, he could see a huge silhouette in the distance, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. He suspected that the enemy's main battle tank was behind, but he didn't do it yet. when.

The first wave of more than a dozen chariots slowly approached the west bank. The Pakistani mortars couldn't hold back and began to fire. The shells were not accurate, and most of them fell into the water.Then the rifles and machine guns along the bank began to fire. Guided by the tracer bullets, the leading tank was hit by the machine gun first. The Indian infantry squatting in front of the turret screamed and jumped into the river, but the machine gun bullets could not hurt the personnel inside.In the woods, a flame flickered, and a fire snake swayed and flew into the river, and hit another chariot in the middle in a blink of an eye.Anti-tank missiles easily penetrated the armor and caused a huge explosion. The infantry vehicle burned and sank to the bottom of the river.The infantry fighting vehicles on the ferry began to counterattack, but no matter whether the 30mm machine gun or the infantry firepower fired from the tank, it was difficult to hit the infantry hidden in the trench because of the severe shaking of the vehicle body.

The commander of the 11th Division, Jayer, saw that the opponent was fighting back, and immediately ordered the tanks hidden in the woods to start fighting back. There are wide protective forests on both sides of the river, and now it has become the best hiding place for both sides.With a huge flash of fire, his tank began to fire.Now, these tanks are exposed from the darkened gunner's sight of Panzer Destroyer 109.Even after the gunfire stopped, the afterimage still remained in the night vision device, and it took a long time to disappear.
Abad nimbly jumped into the tank, grabbed the armrests on both sides of the observation mirror, and checked the gunner's aiming action from his commander's sight.

"Take your time, don't worry, they can't run away."

"I don't know what model it is, maybe it's T90."

"Whatever, wait for it to burn before identifying it."

Sure enough, the ranging laser reflected back from the darkness, obviously the enemy was still there.The distance is 1200 meters, which is very ideal.The gunner controls the turret to rotate slowly, waiting for the correction light spot to appear.This set of simple fire control is completely easy to deal with such immobile or low-speed targets. The only shortcoming is that the aiming time is very long.

"Okay, let me show you the skills of the old fitter in the auto repair shop." Abad said proudly as he watched the light spot appear.

The artillery height machine began to adjust slowly, and he was not in a hurry.At such a distance, he is sure to penetrate the armor of the T90 from any angle, let alone other Indian tanks.

A loud noise came from outside the turret, which made Abad stunned for a moment.Inside the night vision sight, the target suddenly exploded by itself.He thought that the other cars in the platoon must have fired ahead of him, and they had hit it right.

"I hit the platoon leader." The voice of Ali, the commander of No. 110, came from the headset.

"Well, I saw it. You should listen to my order before firing," Abad replied displeased. In fact, in the melee in Sukkur, they also fought on their own and rarely communicated with each other.

"Uh, I'm afraid you won't hit." Ali replied. Abad was about to get angry, but then he thought that now he should look at the problem from the perspective of a platoon leader, so he held back.

"Well, I'd say it's been pretty good."

As he spoke, he searched for a new target in his field of vision, and a cluster of faint flames flickered very quickly in the distance, as if someone clicked the flashlight in the field, and neither saw the ballistic trajectory nor heard the sound of the gun.But this time the slight flash was caught by the staff sergeant.He turned the collimator and carefully searched for the direction of the flash with 3x magnification. His eyes almost popped out, but the low-light night vision device really didn't give him face, and he couldn't see clearly.But the second fleeting flash appeared again, and it could be seen that it was a tracked vehicle parked at an angle, and the large turret and artillery barrel were not seen.He thought that it was probably a self-propelled mortar, which was hiding in a corner away from the battlefield, killing infantry with a very high rate of fire, and the threat should not be underestimated.

"See?" he asked the gunner.

"I don't see it very clearly."

"Don't worry, wait for a while."

After a few seconds, the enemy fires again, this time revealing its entire outline with a faint fire.It can be seen that the vehicle is an open structure, and at least two members are operating a mortar with their waists bent.

"Great, I saw this sneaky bastard," the gunner immediately began to measure the distance, and quickly determined the distance. 2900 meters, it is quite far away, no wonder the fire is not easy to find.

"Well, shoot when you aim." The commander reminded that due to the limited ammunition, he was full of expectations for every shot.

The anti-tank combat vehicle swayed back and forth amid the huge roar of the artillery. Because the chassis was too light and the center of gravity of the turret was behind, every shot of this gun was so deadly.The enemy self-propelled artillery in the distance exploded violently after a second and a half. The flames of the ammunition explosion exposed another self-propelled mortar nearby. It turned out that their formation was quite dense.

"Quick, don't let him run away." Abad shouted, actually worried that Ali's No. 110 car might steal the victory.

The artillery steering machine slowly turned to one side, and when the injection light spot appeared, the enemy also started to move. You can see that the enemy on the self-propelled mortar is desperately jumping off the vehicle. Obviously, the Indian soldiers have a premonition that death is imminent.It was too late to wait for the angle measuring sensor to calculate the enemy's movement speed (the enemy's speed is 0, but it takes a few seconds), Abad pressed the override aiming button, the timing was tight, and he had to aim the aiming light at the enemy tank's ahead, lest the enemy flee.He knows that the fire control measures the angular velocity 4 times per second. If it is aimed at a stationary target in a short period of time, the fire control computer will inevitably overcalculate the correction value (the fire control will mistake the speed of the muzzle rotation as the enemy is moving. ).

The loader quickly puts a round in place, and the sergeant presses the fire button on his right hand.The violent shaking of the car body made him unable to see the result clearly. After waiting for a while, the front part of the car body fell heavily. He quickly put his head on the scope and saw that the enemy's tank was burning.Hit again.

"Oh, well played." He said to himself.But he knows that these miscellaneous armored vehicles are not what he wants most, what he wants is a tougher and ruthless character.

A few flares from the sky fell at the right time, and a row of enemy tanks in the woods in the distance was pouring out. He and the gunner shouted at the same time, this time it was almost dazzling.Their screams puzzled the second gunner and the driver because they couldn't see them.

At the same time, a BMP2 tank had rushed to the shore, and it had entered the blind spot of the tank destroyer (in fact, Abad's platoon didn't really want to hit them).

The chariot rushed up the 30-degree embankment, but the wet and soft sand kept the track slipping, making it impossible to climb up the bank quickly.

The roar of the huge engine frightened a Pakistani private in the trench ahead. He was a recruit in this motley crew and had only been in the army for half a year.A few minutes earlier, the first round of mortar attacks had half-buried him in the trench.He lay silent in the trench, not quite sure for a moment whether he was alive or not.It wasn't until the rumbling BMP-2 infantry fighting vehicle emerged from under the sand embankment that he brought his consciousness back to the battlefield.Trembling, the soldier pulled out his 40mm rocket launcher from the sand-filled trench, then tapped on a nearby stake to shake off the sand from the rear exhaust nozzle.When he was doing these movements slowly, the huge tank in front seemed to be getting better. Its front deck was raised higher and higher, and it was about to rush up the slope.

The soldier stuck his right eye into the 2.7x low-light scope of the rocket launcher, but he was shaking so badly that he couldn't see the dividing line in the low-light clear scope.However, the enemy tank is so close that it completely occupies the scope.And the weak ground armor just fell on the top line of the dividing plate.Young soldiers have forgotten the meaning of 4 and the dividing line, but in fact, these lines have no meaning anymore.

He had never imagined that the enemy's chariot would become so ferocious and clumsy, so he closed his eyes and pulled the trigger, but after waiting for a while, nothing happened.The soldier thought about it, maybe Allah made a joke on himself, or the trigger lock safety was not opened.He looked down and opened the safety.

The BMP-2 roared and made the final impact, the tank was raised high, and the tracks were idling desperately.In a second or two, he'd be free of the damn embankment once and for all.

A rocket flew towards the enemy chassis, hitting the ground armor, causing only a slight explosion and a burning hole.Thinking he had missed, the soldier dropped the rocket launcher, turned and ran.The sound of the engines of the enemy's tank behind him suddenly stopped, and the tank of more than ten tons began to explode, and finally the whole vehicle slipped into the water again and sank.

Abad didn't have time to care about the slow-moving BMP-2s floating on the water. He knew that as long as the supporting firepower on the other side was killed, these slow tanks could be picked up by infantry.He didn't drive a real tank himself, but he really looked down on infantry fighting vehicles pretending to be tanks, and he wanted to fight real opponents. Even self-propelled mortars were not ideal prey at all.

The gunner once again caught a target from the scope, and the opponent's laser jammer started to work at a distance of one or two kilometers, making it impossible for him to complete the range measurement.The enemy turret can be seen turning and appears to have located and attempted to target his Panzer 109.Abad's tank doesn't have a fancy laser jamming system, and now he can only aim it manually with a watch.

"Distance 1500." He shouted, this is his estimated distance.

The gunner quickly adjusted the working condition of the gun control to manual, opened the electromagnetic clutch, and adjusted the gun in the horizontal direction.

"Cross wind 0, muzzle velocity 1900, drug temperature..." Abad shouted, these numbers were ready-made during the previous few shots.

The gunner waited for the swing of the cradle on the trunnion to stop, and decisively disconnected the cannon.The shells are fired from the front of the enemy tank's turret, which is the strongest part of the tank's armor.The shell immediately detonated the reactive armor on the surface, but the powerful kinetic energy armor-piercing shell still got into the turret, and this latest T90 began to burn.

(End of this chapter)