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

Maz is an ancient town with a history of over a thousand years.

The town's buildings are all constructed of mud and bricks, each bearing the marks of history.

The wall had collapsed during years of war, and outside, government soldiers, supported by more than a dozen tanks, were gradually advancing and tightening the encirclement.

Inside a pointed, tower-like building at the center of the encirclement.

"Uncle, we're running low on ammunition!" A young man rushed in and said hurriedly to the middle-aged man inside.

"We've run out of ammunition, but we still have bayonets. There isn't a single coward in our Hashid tribe!" the middle-aged man, Tariq, said.

They were a tribe directly under the Hashid and lived near the town of Maz. So when the spark of resistance against tyranny was ignited, they rose up and prepared to start a prairie fire.

The government officials in Maz fled that very day, and before Tariq and his men could even celebrate for two days, the government forces arrived and wiped them out!

Moreover, the government troops were also carrying tanks!

Taric has no intention of surrendering; he will fight to the death!

However… he still held onto hope. What about reinforcements? The rescue team had been dispatched before the encirclement closed in!

"Report! A tank is approaching in the distance, and there are many people sitting on it!"

At the top of the tower, the lookout shouted loudly.

Instead of our own reinforcements, we received enemy reinforcements?

Tarik's expression darkened slightly.

Behind the government forces.

Battalion Commander Alfiesol, holding binoculars, watched the approaching tank with some suspicion.

Just one? Was it sent by them to intercept reinforcements?

Why isn't the person sitting up wearing a military uniform?

An ominous premonition arose in my mind: Could it be that the enemy has stolen this tank number 502?

At this moment, behind the position, some government soldiers had already begun to chatter and welcome the reinforcements!

"Watch out, stop that tank!" Alfisol shouted the order.

Unfortunately, it was too late!

The tank stopped, and the crew jumped off. The turret began to rotate, aiming at... the back of an attacking T-55 tank!

The interior of tank No. 502.

"Load armor-piercing rounds!" Hamid shouted.

In the jolting tank, Sayed pulled out an armor-piercing shell. His body swayed twice, and the shell swayed twice as well. He struggled to control his body and aimed at the barrel. Clang!

Push in the shell and close the breech!

"Armor-piercing rounds are loaded!"

"Stop the car and aim at the tank directly in front!"

Hamid shouted as he looked at Qin Yuan.

Ok?

During the training, we only made models out of cardboard and never actually handled the real thing!

Moreover, it seems that Hassan was not very skilled at operating the equipment at the time!

just now……

Trust him this once; if he can hit a gun accurately, he can fire an artillery shell without any problem!

Qin Yuan sat on the tank's overhead chair, closed his left eye, and stared intently at the TSh2B-32 daytime gun scope in front of him with his naked right eye. A sense of familiarity welled up within him.

Although I've never driven a T-55, I played around with the old Type 59 tanks on the training ground a lot during training. I fired shells at will, since they would be destroyed when their service life was over anyway!

This telescopic aiming system is essentially an evolution of the T-34's gun sights, with a night gun sight on the left and a day gun sight on the right.

With both hands outstretched, one can easily grasp the weapon control handles.

In the field of vision, five vertical reticles appeared, which were like five rulers, representing a grenade, an armor-piercing shell, a hollow charge shell, a coaxial machine gun, and a sub-caliber armor-piercing shell.

Adjust the knob on your hand to move the reticle at the top of your field of vision and align it with the fixed horizontal line.

Target distance? Lead time? None of that is needed!

Why make it so complicated? When driving a Russian tank, you have to be at the forefront and move to a point where you can shoot directly at it!

"Target engaged, requesting permission to fire!"

"Fire!"

Qin Yuan pressed the button hard with his finger, almost simultaneously holding his breath.

boom!

"Cough cough..." Hamid and Said couldn't help but cough.

The old T-55 tank's gun exhaust system had long since broken down!

The entire turret was filled with smoke.

Unaffected, Qin Yuan quickly turned the turret rotation handwheel with his left hand, aiming at the next vehicle!

Hamid coughed as he stared into the commander's goggles.

The target shuddered, and then—BOOM!

"Fantastic! A perfect shot! Hassan, well done!"

"sarkha! sarkha sarkha!"

Beside the tank, the tribal brothers following closely behind raised their guns above their heads and cheered loudly.

Hassan was not only a skilled marksman, but also an excellent artilleryman!

On the other side, the government soldiers looked completely bewildered.

Just now, when tanks drove up behind them, they were excited, thinking that reinforcements had arrived!

They had a whole battalion, plus more than a dozen tanks to assist them, and they still couldn't take down a small town!

Reinforcements have arrived! Time to press on with full force!

Who could have imagined that the next moment...

Boom!

The armor-piercing shells were aimed at the rear of the turrets of the tanks next to them and slammed into them!

This is just a few tens of millimeters of cast steel plate. How could it withstand the attack of a 100mm armor-piercing round? It was split open instantly!

The shell slammed in, tumbling inside the turret... until it hit the shell rack.

boom!

The ammunition exploded, the air currents swirled, and the tortoise-shell-like turret was instantly lifted half a meter high. Blazing flames poured out from the gaps, and more than a dozen government soldiers nearby were sent flying into the air screaming!

On tank number 502.

"Watch out, a tank is coming from the 11 o'clock position, turning its turret around!" Hamid shouted.

"Sayed, hurry up and load!" Qin Yuan was also anxious. He had already finished aiming and was just waiting to load the shell!

Said pulled out the second shell, put it into the breech, and closed the breech.

Through the scope, the target's gun barrel had been rotated into position! That dark muzzle looked exceptionally large under 7x magnification!

There wasn't time for all the reporting procedures, and the train commander wasn't very familiar with them anyway.

Qin Yuan made minor adjustments to the cannon barrel and then pressed the fire button.

boom!

The shells flew towards the other side.

Hamid's eyes were fixed on the target in the commander's scope.

Wait, what's going on? Am I seeing things?

The point of impact seems to be... the muzzle of the enemy's cannon?

Inside the tower-like building at the center of the encirclement.

"Uncle, it's not enemy reinforcements, it's our reinforcements!" the young man shouted excitedly. "And tanks too!"

"Kamal, what are you waiting for!"

"Understood, I'll lead my men and charge out right away!"

After saying that, Kamal strode away.

"We're surrounded!"

"Guerrilla reinforcements have arrived!"

Inside the government troops, people kept screaming in terror.

Al-Sofia gritted his teeth. His men could only fight when things were going well. Now, the guerrillas had only sent a dozen or so reinforcements, plus a tank, and his side was already panicking!

He pulled out his pistol and fired at the guy who was yelling the loudest.

Hey!

Ah!

A scream.

The other soldiers stood there, stunned.

"First and second companies, keep the attack going! Third company, come with me to launch a counterattack... Tank company, send three tanks over..."

boom!

Before he could finish speaking, the government forces' second tank was hit!

Everyone looked over and saw...

The tank was intact, but... the gun barrel was blown to pieces, just like a broken bamboo!

This... it exploded?