Crossing through time 04, I blew up the American aircraft carrier.

The T-55 tank was 500 meters away from our position, while the effective range of the RPG-7 rocket launcher was 300 meters!

If you don't want to rely entirely on luck to hit the target like Kuroko, it's best to bring the enemy tank within 100 meters before firing!

So why rush up there?

Isn't it better to wait here, ready to fire?

While waiting, Qin Yuan wouldn't be idle either; he could easily use his superb marksmanship to take out the infantrymen following behind him!

The Yemeni government forces have low morale and may retreat when their losses reach a certain level!

Ultimately, it comes down to the inadequacy of the weapons at hand. If we had anti-tank missiles, or even just a drone, taking down tanks would be a piece of cake!

Qin Yuan didn't want to see the outstanding young men in his tribe die!

Unfortunately, his words were of no use; the young man didn't even turn his head, he just shouted something.

"The true God will prevail!"

Da da da!

On the right side of the tank's main gun, the 7.62mm coaxial machine gun spews fire.

Choo Choo Choo!

The bullet hit the young man in front of him, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The young man was agile, running in an S-shaped dodge pattern to avoid bullets and continuing to charge forward!

Qin Yuan didn't rush forward. He glanced at the people around him and then saw the only SKS semi-automatic rifle in the team. It was single-shot and had poor firepower density, which was despised by the Russians. After it was withdrawn from the front-line troops in the 1950s, this gun ended up in many places.

"Come on, let's switch!"

The young man holding the semi-automatic rifle was so surprised that his gun had turned into an AK that his eyes almost popped out.

Qin Yuan didn't have time to say anything else. He took a deep breath, held it, and aimed at the infantry behind the tank.

Hey!

Hamid heard the gunshot behind him and his expression changed. Wasn't it a waste of bullets at such a distance?

The next moment, an infantryman on the other side fell down, and the other infantrymen quickly hid behind the tanks, not daring to show their faces.

Hamid was stunned.

To kill an enemy with a single shot from 500 meters away—that's incredibly accurate.

He didn't know that this was just Qin Yuan checking his gun!

Beside Qin Yuan, Said's eyes widened even more.

"Hassan, are you such a good shot?"

Qin Yuan didn't answer, and continued aiming. This time, it was the objective lens of the tank driver's periscope!

Breathing steadily, his mind focused on three points in a straight line. Calibration data rapidly spun in Qin Yuan's mind as he breathed steadily, waiting for the right moment…

The tank continued moving, four hundred meters, three hundred meters...

Crunch!

T-55 tank, stop!

This is the opportunity!

Qin Yuan remained as steady as a rock, his finger gently pulling the trigger.

Tap, tap!

A fireball rose from the muzzle of the cannon!

"Watch out for artillery fire!" Hamid shouted.

Qin Yuan's eyes widened as he watched his brother running in an S-shaped pattern. "Dude, run faster!"

boom!

The shell landed, and the young man carrying the RPG flew into the sky.

"Qasim!" many people exclaimed in unison.

The brave warrior is now minced meat! Those slippers, fluttering in the air, seem destined to fly forever…

At that moment, Qin Yuan's heart also felt a sharp pain. The life that was just now so vibrant was gone!

The young man died without ever frowning or showing a trace of fear.

Despite wearing tattered robes and worn-out slippers, this unit is the toughest in the Middle East!

At that moment, just as everyone was grieving for Qasim's sacrifice, the T-55 tank on the other side began to wobble.

"Sacchar, what are you doing?"

"Commander, there's a sharpshooter on the other side; he shattered both of my eyepieces!"

The T-55 tank driver has two periscope lenses above his head, providing a wide field of vision. Now, both of them are broken!

Countless cracks severed the view ahead, making it impossible to see the road surface clearly!

Beside Qin Yuan, Said exclaimed in shock, "Hassan, you shot down the periscope of the enemy tank driver? This... how is this possible!"

Qin Yuan did not answer him, and continued to aim his semi-automatic rifle, this time with the gunner's scope!

Hey!

Another familiar shot.

On the opposite side, aboard a T-55 tank, the gunner, Ugra, instinctively tilted his head back.

Boom!

My head slammed hard against the side wall behind the turret, and even with a helmet on, it still hurt terribly.

"Ugra, what are you doing?" Captain Sayev was furious.

"There's a sharpshooter over there! He shattered my scope!"

Even now, thinking about the scene of the bullet rapidly growing larger in his field of vision, his heart is still pounding violently.

"What?"

The enemy's first two shots shattered the objective lens of the driver's periscope, and the third shot shattered the eyepiece of the gunner's sight. Next... it'll definitely be the commander's sight!

If your own mirror is also broken, you won't be able to see anything outside at all, so you'll have to open the hatch and stick your head out...

Thinking of this, Sayev began to consider backing out.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

At this moment, the driver, Sacker, who was unable to observe the situation ahead, had already stopped the tank. Upon hearing the order, he immediately shifted into reverse without saying a word.

A group of government soldiers following behind screamed in alarm.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Ah... my leg!"

The two unlucky guys couldn't dodge in time and were run over on the spot.

Blood and bits of flesh were flung from the tank tracks.

"Retreat! Retreat!" Infantry platoon leader Khalifa shouted to his men.

If the tanks retreat, then they must retreat too!

"Chase them! Chase them!" Hamid shouted.

"Charge!"

"Avenge Qasim!"

A group of fanatical warriors charged forward, AK rifles in hand.

沖！

Saeed's blood boiled, and he rushed forward, but... a gust of cold wind brought him back to his senses.

Before setting off, the chief repeatedly told him to take good care of Hassan!

So he stopped and turned around.

"Hassan, what are you doing?"

Qin Yuan had just used his bayonet to cut a strip of cloth from his robe and tied several can-like objects together.

"Of course, we should take down that tank! Since it killed my brother, it must die!"

"With just these Soviet-made grenades?"

"right!"

The RG-42 is a handleless grenade produced by the Soviet Union in 1942. The grenade body is shaped like a can. It is said that most of these grenades were produced by canneries. The standard weight is 420 grams, but the actual weight varies greatly.

Don't be fooled by its age; even on the battlefields of 2025, you can still see soldiers wearing this on their chests.

"Alright! Now we'll go around to the side, and you take my gun!"

Whoosh!

Qin Yuan rushed away.

If it were a Western tank, it would have several reverse gears, and its speed in reverse would be just as fast as its forward speed, so it really wouldn't be able to catch up!

Soviet tanks don't have this capability; the T-55's maximum reverse speed of 7 kilometers per hour is practically a snail!

Even government soldiers can run faster than it!

Da da da!

Seeing the pursuers closing in, the tank reversed while firing.

Choo Choo Choo!

The bullets aren't very accurate, but they can slow down the pursuit of those on the other side!

"Faster, faster, floor it! Those damned infantrymen, they're running away without a care in the world!" Aboard the T-55 tank, Sayev gritted his teeth. "Pull the right control lever, Sachs, you idiot!"

The commander of the T-55 tank has four periscopes, but unfortunately none of them look backward. Fortunately, these periscopes are mounted in a flat commander's cupola that can rotate 360 ​​degrees.

At this point, Sayev had already rotated the commander's cupola halfway around and was cursing as he directed the driver to drive blindly.

In this situation, he wouldn't even notice that someone is rushing towards him from the side!