Warlord: Starting with Subduing Little A Qiao

The V-shaped bulletproof plate is very conspicuous.

Its outermost layer is made of a special high-strength, high-density steel. In its middle layer, there is a special steel and a metal rich in Kevlar carbon fiber, as well as depleted uranium armor.

Its entire body was bluish-green, and it emitted a faint glow under the sunlight.

This car is fast and very stable.

This heavy tank was virtually invincible in these mountains; the Japanese's conventional firearms were simply unable to damage it.

Even cannons have strong defensive capabilities.

The Japanese trembled with fear, unable to comprehend why such a colossal beast had appeared.

It's like a ferocious animal; once you're touched by it, there's no chance of survival.

"Run!" Chen Xiaobei shouted.

This is what they have in mind.

"Is this a war chariot?"

In their time, such luxurious equipment as a tank was simply too extravagant.

Unexpectedly, he saw it in this very place.

The tanks rolled and crushed everything in their path, showing absolutely no rationality.

unstoppable.

Even with the shockwave, these Japanese were just skin and bones; they were instantly smashed to pieces by the impact of this tank.

The Japanese soldiers let out shrill screams, but how could their speed compare to that of the tanks, which were best suited for ground combat?

Moreover, it is even more powerful than the Type 99.

The situation suddenly reversed.

The Japanese were terrified. How could they possibly withstand a beast weighing fifty or sixty tons?

The chariot simply circled around it for a short distance.

He killed at least a thousand Japanese soldiers, and his tank treads were stained with blood, but he was not injured in any way.

Ye Bai's body suddenly leaned out from the chariot.

His face was stern, and he exuded a solemn aura.

"It's the commander!" Regner shouted immediately.

Chapter 182: Lost in thought.

after

The members of the Independent Corps were overjoyed.

Who would have thought that the tank driver who appeared out of nowhere was actually their captain, Ye Bai.

This excited them greatly.

Everyone knows how powerful tanks are.

He's capable of anything.

Even in the wild, it can easily traverse various roads.

They already had little hope of winning against the Independent Corps, which had suffered heavy casualties.

The Independent Corps will be completely destroyed.

But Ye Bai gave them a glimmer of hope.

At this moment, they had no time to consider where Ye Bai's car came from.

Their only thought now is to take this tank and keep fighting!

"Zhang Dabiao!" Chen Xiaobei suddenly called out.

"Wei Dayong!" Chen Xiaobei called out.

Ye Baidao.

Zhang Dabiao and Wei Dayong, both covered in blood, rushed forward excitedly, shouting, "Here!"

"Get in the car!" Chen Xiaobei said calmly.

Ye Bai didn't say anything more. Looking at the densely packed Japanese below, he knew this was his chance to deal with them.

They have been waiting for a long time.

Since so many people have already been lost, they deserve some compensation.

Both of them were startled for a moment, then immediately got into their cars.

The Type 99 tank is divided into three sections: one is the gun turret, and the other is the gun turret.

Those two are responsible for the attack.

This vehicle isn't actually that complicated; you can get used to it after a little familiarization.

As for high-tech aspects, there's no need to worry.

The Type 99 main battle tank is the undisputed ruler of this area.

This is an invincible attack that combines both offense and defense.

Why go through such a complicated process when one could kill the Japanese single-handedly?

You can get used to it gradually later.

Zhang Dabiao and Wei Dayong quickly became familiar with how to use the tank; all they needed to do was fire it.

So it's no different from ordinary shooting; you just aim and pull the trigger.

But both of them were eager to know what the metal behemoth looked like.

Touch with the left hand, touch with the right hand.

The previous frustration vanished completely.

With such weapons, who would be afraid of the Japanese? Even if they outnumbered us, it wouldn't matter.

Just charge in!

Both of them were stunned and turned to look at Ye Bai standing to the side, not understanding how the car had driven over.

Ye Bai would never hide such a large organization.

However, Ye Bai didn't say, and they had no way of knowing.

"A true dragon has descended!"

They could only find one reasonably plausible explanation.

Unless he is a god, how could he possibly possess so much power and means?

An eight-year-old boy accomplished a feat that many people could never achieve in their entire lives, leaving everyone in awe.

Ye Bai, on the chariot, watched the two bewildered expressions on their faces and pondered something.

In the future, he wants to open an arms factory.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to explain himself.

Only soldiers from the Independent Regiment are allowed to speak here; if he doesn't speak, the others naturally won't say anything either.

However, it's not so easy to fool other people.

The arsenal is a must-have, and with the increasing number of transactions, this alone is giving Ye Bai a major headache.

......... . ...

However, whether it was Zhang Dabiao, Wei Dayong, or the members of the Independent Corps, they all unconditionally trusted Ye Bai.

There must be something special about this tank that makes it unusable.

Otherwise, they would definitely assume that Ye Bai would give them the tank, because the Independent Regiment is what they value most.

boom!

Ye Bai led his chariot and galloped down the mountain.

Wherever it passed, Japanese people were affected and died on the spot.

That was a giant millstone.

The Japanese cried out in despair, but to no avail.

Ye Bai's gaze fell on the large group of people.

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Die!"

Zhang Dabiao rode atop that chariot, firing wildly into the distance.

His expression was extremely fierce. In front of the Japanese, he did not hesitate at all and pulled the trigger directly.

A bullet, as if it were free, blasted straight through the door.