Steel Soviet Union

Alsim was so angry that he almost wanted to smash the phone in his hand, but he could only think about it.

"5? Damn it if I give you a fucking phone call from 5! Even my infantry fighting vehicle's 25-gun cannon is better than yours! Sukka! What a load of nonsense!"

Alsim replaced the above inner curse with "No need" and hung up the phone directly. However, hanging up the phone did not mean that the problem was solved. What to do next was still the top priority in front of Alsim. problem.

"Damn it, let's just use machine guns. It's better than nothing!"

Alsim, who really had no choice but to do the next best thing, planned to flash back to the infantry fighting vehicle not far behind him again, and try to call for fire support from the infantry fighting vehicle again, so as to resurrect the firepower point that had been killed once. A burst of fire suppression.

And this time we must double the amount of projectiles fired last time to ensure that the root of the problem is eradicated.

But he didn't expect that Alsim had just made up his mind and was about to leave. Before he even took out his legs, a familiar figure suddenly crouched low and stepped out from the street entrance just a few meters away. , come straight.

"Fuck! Are you fucking crazy? There are bullets flying everywhere here. Can't you fucking see it?"

"Saw."

"You saw it and rushed over? Do you want to go on the road with me?!"

"Because I know how to solve your troubles! You'd better find a girl to bury with you. I'm not interested in you.

""

He rushed through the hail of bullets and walked swiftly behind the tank. At this moment, the man hiding side by side with Alsim behind the butt of IS7 was the company deputy comrade who had the best relationship with Alsim in the whole company. He was also the only one who dared to The ruthless person who stood up to Alsim when he was cheating on him.

"There's something wrong with the tank?"

It was obvious that there was something wrong with him not firing for a long time. It was impossible for him to act like an idiot here and not even turn the turret. He was hit by a German machine gun with sparks on his scalp and didn't even fight back.

Even the judgment made after seeing it with the naked eye was quickly recognized directly by Alsim.

"The breech block is faulty. The guys inside said it is stuck and cannot be ejected from the shell. They are using the loading rod to pry the breech block. There is no other way but to give in to the tank for another round, and then Gather the people and rush that broken building down, I've had enough!"

""

The company officer who heard this did not give Alsim a direct answer. Instead, he took advantage of the gap where the German guy's machine gun on the opposite side was obviously reloading bullets. He poked his head out a little and took a look at the exact location of the monster machine gun. , and then immediately retracted his head again.

"No problem, I can get it! There is no obstruction in the shooting range. It just so happens that the thing is still on the second floor."

"Can you get it? Just right???"

Alsim was a little confused. It sounded like there was something behind his words, and it was not that simple. The lieutenant who had no intention of showing off immediately raised his hand and pointed.

"Over there, at the intersection! TOS-1 has already driven up, they will be there soon! That place can shoot directly at the balcony on the second floor. The shooting range is just right. Make sure there are no Germans around here. Anti-tank firepower!"

"Fuck! TOS-1? These things are coming up???"

This is not the first street battle in Berlin, but it is the first time that TOS-1 has been directly pulled into the line of fire and aimed at bombing buildings since arriving in Berlin.

Alsim, who knew how devastating the firepower of that thing was, now no longer worried about the first problem, which was his own. As for the second problem that he had to worry about, it had completely changed now.

"Anti-tank anti-tank firepower, don't rush me to think about it! Let me think about it"

Alsim, whose adrenaline was racing, breathing like an old cow breathing heavily, and whose own ears could hear his own heart pounding, really needed to think calmly, even if it was just for a short two or three seconds, before speaking again. The answer has been determined.

"Yes, I'm sure! The two anti-tank guns on the first floor in front and on the left have been knocked out, and the anti-tank missiles in the grocery store on the right have also been hit by IS7. Everything that can be seen is gone. But if you want to say that a lengzhong with an iron fist suddenly jumped out from a high place, that's another matter. "

"That's enough, that's enough! Hurry and take cover, that thing is coming out!!!"

"Damn it so fast"

There was definitely no other place to hide. When the German machine gun changed its bullets and started screaming again, all kinds of crackling bullets once again surrounded Alsim and the company mate. . If good luck can favor someone once, that's good luck, but you can't expect to rely on good luck the second time. At this moment, both Alsim and the deputy knew that they had no choice but to hide behind the huge IS7 and seek cover.

As for whether you can escape it?

That can only be said, hanging.

really.

"The tanks of the forward siege team reported that their main gun is malfunctioning and cannot operate, and they need to take over fire support! The primary target is the machine gun on the balcony on the second floor of the blue building. It is firing. The target is finally confirmed!"

"The gunner confirmed, the target was found! The view is clear all the way!"

"Okay! The driver stops the car and enters the combat position! The gunner is ready to fire three rounds! Lock the target!"

When the TOS-1, which uses the IS6 chassis as a mobile platform, slowly stops and enters the shooting position, the huge launch box supported by the hydraulic linkage has been lifted at the same time, filling it with 16 cells like a honeycomb. A 310mm special ammunition with enhanced warhead charge is ready.

"Target locked!"

"Steady the box and keep it locked!"

"Very well, fire!"

Boom boom boom——

TOS-1 has many nicknames within the leadership division, such as "Land Bomber", "Comrade Commander's Lawnmower", etc. One of the most popular, well-known, and vivid nicknames is a bit derogatory. It's called "Arsonist."

As the name suggests, this nickname is determined by the weapon characteristics of TOS-1 itself.

Whenever multiple rockets of this thing are fired in a concentrated manner, the tail flames emitted by the 310mm heavy-duty rockets densely arranged inside the launch box can ignite any combustible objects in the surrounding area just like a space rocket launch. With. When a fire goes down, sometimes the car is not on fire, but the surrounding area is completely engulfed.

If you open fire in the wild, it will ignite weeds, dead trees and leaves. As for opening fire in a different place in the city,

This is a rare first time in Berlin.

The result was that everything visible to the naked eye behind the butt of TOS-1 that was not fixed was thrown into the sky and blown away on the spot by the violent tail flame heat flow.

Beer bottles, trash cans, German intestines, whatever you want, as long as they are flammable, light them all on fire, and then like the banana fan that Monkey Sun borrowed from his sister-in-law, suddenly fan it vertically on the spot. Take off, spiral into the sky.

The space was limited and the entire street was relatively narrow, and even a terrible fire storm and howling raged for a short time.

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