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

Snap, swish, snap, swish...

The forefoot of the slipper landed merrily, while the heel seemed to be urging it on...

Qin Yuan had never run in slippers before, but now his body was clearly very adapted, and he managed to run as if he were wearing boots.

"Hassan, wait for me, wait for me! Let me handle the dangerous things..."

Behind him, Said, carrying two rifles, was running breathlessly.

Are you coming?

Qin Yuan felt contempt in his heart, but continued to exert force with his legs, his gaze fixed resolutely on the T-55 tank that was reversing.

Hey buddy, wait a minute, your delivery will arrive in three minutes!

Two hundred meters, one hundred meters, ten meters...

Finally, Qin Yuan reached the side of the T-55 tank.

The tracks whirred and spun, constantly slapping against the road wheels and making a whooshing sound.

Dust billowed, and black smoke billowed from the engine behind, clearly indicating that the accelerator was floored.

The number 502 is blurry on the side of the rounded turret.

Hey buddy, I'll give you a ride from here!

The owner of this body must have been a frequent mountain climber and was in good physical condition. Now, the moment for the final blow has arrived!

"Hassan!"

The large group of people who were chasing them head-on widened their eyes in surprise.

"Watch out, don't fire!" Hamid shouted loudly, fearing that Qin Yuan might be accidentally hit.

In fact, without him even having to shout, everyone else had already stopped.

They were the ones who chased after them first, but their movements were constantly slowed down by the machine guns on the other side, which allowed Qin Yuan to get ahead of them.

Why didn't we think of taking a detour? It might seem like a longer route, but it's actually closer!

Looking at the chief's son's actions, is he going to... blow up the tank?

The sight of all the tanks stopping at once surprised even Sacher, the driver of the T-55 tank on the other side.

His shattered periscope displayed countless double images of the pursuers standing motionless...

Okay, finally I can't run anymore!

Sachs breathed a sigh of relief, and unconsciously released the accelerator pedal.

Seeing that the engine at the back of the tank suddenly stopped emitting black smoke, Qin Yuan was overjoyed. Now was the time!

Qin Yuan took a deep breath, took a big step forward with his right foot, and subconsciously transferred the grenade bundle from his left hand to his right.

Take a small step with your left foot, then bend both legs.

The sole of the slipper made a squeaking sound, like a joyful shout!

Qin Yuan sprang up, holding the bundled grenades in his hands as if they were basketballs.

This classic move...

That's right, it's a three-step layup!

Hamas lads had demonstrated this technique with great skill in the Gaza Strip, and Qin Yuan had studied it extensively, even practicing it with his companions.

So do it now, it's so easy!

The T-55 tank has horizontal steel bars welded to the outside of its turret to serve as handrails, which are meant to help tank crews get on and carry infantry. Now, they've been used as basketball hoops.

Once the grenade bundle is inserted, it will get stuck and won't fall out!

The frontal armor of any tank is the thickest!

Take the T-55's turret as an example: it is 203 mm thick at the front, 100 mm thick at the sides, and only 80 mm thick at the rear!

If it weren't for the fact that the back isn't suitable for jumping and dunking, hanging it behind would be more appropriate!

Crunch!

The hatch on the right side of the turret suddenly opened!

This……

That's really interesting. They insist on home delivery, otherwise they'll complain, right?

Okay, then I'll grant your wish!

Qin Yuan swiftly grabbed the crossbar on the side of the turret with his left hand, pushed off with all his might, and leaped onto the tank hull with his slippers!

"good!"

The young men of the tribe cheered when they saw this.

The northern mountainous region of Yemen has a complex terrain.

Although the rain in the mountains allows the locals to fill their stomachs, the towering mountains also divide the locals into small tribes.

To survive, one must be strong enough, therefore, they all admire the strong!

Not to mention, the theories of Yahya, the first imam of the Zaydi sect, which have been passed down for over a thousand years, tell them that they must stand up at any time to resist tyranny.

Hassan-Yahya, although the chief's son, usually appears too weak. Most people in the tribe dote on him but do not believe that he will be able to lead the tribe well in the future.

just now……

Hassan is so brave, he's more than qualified to be their next chief!

But... Hassan wouldn't return here, would he?

Thinking of this, they all rushed forward.

"Hassan, watch out!"

Qin Yuan was ready and just waiting for the person inside to pop out so he could start playing whack-a-mole.

The T-55's turret has two hatches; the left one is the passageway for the commander and gunner, and when flipped forward, it can become a shield.

The hatch on the right is the loader's access point; it opens backward, allowing the loader to operate the anti-aircraft machine gun positioned in front of the hatch.

Shields? The loader's life is the cheapest thing, why would he need a shield!

Inside the turret, Sayev was still roaring.

"Yamani, what are you dawdling for! I order you to get out there and kill those damned bastards!"

The pilot's azimuth machine gun and the gunner's coaxial machine gun could not be aimed accurately; only the exposed anti-aircraft machine gun could!

Moreover, the anti-aircraft machine gun is 12.7mm caliber, with a long range and great power! Just flatten the muzzle and fire a burst, and those pursuers will be dead!

But... Armani is scared!

There's a sharpshooter on the other side who shattered all the exposed scopes! His head is much bigger than a scope!

However, he couldn't disobey the conductor's orders, so he reluctantly poked his head out, and then...

Amani stared wide-eyed at Qin Yuan, who was so close to him, still somewhat dazed.

what's going on?

Seeing him stunned, Qin Yuan grinned maliciously and pulled open the cloth strip binding the ring with his left hand.

Bang! Bang!

All the grenade pins were ripped off at once!

At that moment, Yamani realized what was happening.

"Oh, no!"

Amani only had time to scream, his eyes wide as he watched the grenade bundle smash into his head!

"Ouch!"

With a scream, Yamani's head split open, blood splattering everywhere, and his body fell limply back into the turret.

"What happened?"

Ugra exclaimed in surprise.

Sayev reacted quickly, pulling out his pistol and aiming it at the hatch.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

As Yamani fell back into the turret, a bundle of grenades followed him in!

"Enjoy your meal!" Qin Yuan politely closed the hatch and jumped off the tank.

boom!

A ball of flame burst through the hatch and shot straight into the sky, just like a fountain, except that what spewed out was flame, and... charred flesh and blood!

"Hassan!" shouted countless people from behind.

Qin Yuan landed, rolled on the spot, and dodged into a ditch by the roadside.

An internal explosion could easily cause ammunition to detonate. Although the T-55 wouldn't have its turret blown off like the T-72, its firepower was still considerable. I... I'm not going to die so gloriously, am I?

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

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