Chapter 127: The bean car dares to be arrogant

"Warning! Warning! Commander Xiaobai, you will be deducted a large number of merit points when you are lost in the defense line. Please make up for it in time!" Xiaohua's reminder in her ears was very timely, and it also made Meng Xiang helpless. Although he has been upgraded to level 3, all functions are still locked. If the lost merit points cannot be made up within 24 hours, I am afraid that he will fall to level 2 again.

"I understand!" Meng Xiang quickly returned to the command center, and Fan Zhong was gesturing something on the map.

"Tell the Eastern Front, fight hard, don't be afraid of wasting bullets." Meng Xiang took the military phone that had been connected and shouted directly at Huang Huamin: "The 21st Brigade is crazy, you must be crazier than them! Beat them hard. There are fewer bullets, use shells! Bang me hard!"

"Give me the order to organize the train cannons, and to bombard his grandma in the east!" Meng Xiang ordered again. From the hope of escalation to the loss, he was extremely annoyed.

"No!" Fan Zhong hurriedly stopped him, "As long as the train cannon moves, the Japanese army will be more worried about the threat of train cannons. If the train cannons advance quickly along the railway, this poses a greater threat to them. They must first eliminate this threat."

"Eliminate? What are they going to eliminate? Can they chew me, the copper pea?" Meng Xiang was also angry. No one could stand anyone's anger. "By the way, they may not know it's a train cannon! We also have large caliber heavy cannons? No matter how big it is, it's okay!" Meng Xiang suddenly thought that the train cannon was still top secret at this time.

"They have a plane! I can't see such a big thing?" Fan Zhong said angrily.

Meng Xiang slapped his forehead in annoyance, hesitated for a long time, and suddenly thought of the base’s disguise function: “We can just pretend for a while!”

"Disguise? Yes, after simple disguise, they would never have thought that we had train cannons!" Fan Zhong said happily, but he sighed in his nerd spirit in his heart.

"Notify the train gun formation and attack!" Meng Xiang waved his hand and ordered, and the guards of the Rat II immediately conveyed the order.

"If a mouse doesn't show its power, you think I'm afraid of a sick cat!" Meng Xiang, who was full of energy, brought out the words of later generations.

"Oh?!" Fan Zhong was a little surprised for a moment, and the literary factor immediately broke out, trying to correct Meng Xiang's wrong sentences, but when he thought of some amazing words that the young commander often showed, he shook his head and stopped saying anything.

In fact, Meng Xiang has paid great attention, but some habits in later generations are still often revealed, and the habits of more than 20 years have not been changed at once. Fortunately, there are no sensational quotes, and one or two shocking words are just a painless smile.

"I informed the defense line in the north and fired me hard. Didn't the heavy artillery be pulled over? Blast me hard. Isn't the first battalion of tanks there? Crush them directly." Meng Xiang said fiercely, "A second-rate division also wants to show off in front of me! Kill your little Kiki!"

"Also, that, tell Niu Yi that Jinan City should not be broken so easily, and then beat me back. Don't bully me many tanks? Don't there be nineteen remaining Japanese tanks? Kill them all! ** type Dou Ding can be killed with a large caliber machine gun! Tell Niu Yi that there are no three thousand Japanese corpses piled under the city wall, so don't let them enter the city again!" Meng Xiang ordered continuously.

"This is a bit of an explanation!" Tang Yaoshi, who had been silent, smiled.

"It's just that it's too much?" Fan Zhong asked directly.

"Not afraid, we will have new supplies soon!" Meng Xiang kept thinking about the accumulation of merit points. In 24 hours, he had to make up for the lost merit points. Only after upgrading can he get a cheaper discount. Thinking that Meng Xiang, who only had half of the original preferential conditions and was still not very relaxed in finance, would have to go crazy even if he beat him to death.

Fan Zhong and Tang Yaoshi knew that there were organized things behind him, and they didn't say anything when they heard it.

"Hmph, I'm not tired. You think I'm critically ill!" Meng Xiang murmured again.

"Aim at it, you can have one at once!" On the head of Jinan, a German-made 30-type 20mm caliber anti-aircraft gun was set up. However, this anti-aircraft gun has a lower firing rate and is not as powerful as the 40mm Bofos. Meng Xiang, who is looking forward to the 38-type model, has never been attracted to it. However, it is very practical to use it for tanks. The 8 20-cannons in a row above the city head on the north side made Little Hefei, who was standing aside, envious.

He could see the scene just now very clearly. When he had just shot a Japanese devil from afar, he saw the 20 anti-aircraft gun exploded a tank with one shot. He didn't know that it happened to hit the fuel tank, but the scene of the explosion immediately stunned him.

He looked at the sniper rifle in his hand, then at the 20mm machine cannon installed in the cannon realm, he hesitated for a while, and finally he held the sniper rifle tightly.

"One over there!" Deng Dayan did not follow Huang Huamin to the Eastern Front. He stayed to be an artillery instructor, responsible for guiding the recruits to master artillery skills. Although he was still semi-illiterate, his experience was extremely rich. Moreover, he had been taking over apprentices for more than ten years, so he naturally had his own set of newcomers, which was better than the stereotypical clone officer.

"Just beat that! Don't move around!" Deng Dayan slapped the operator's head and shouted. The Japanese tank was called a bead cart first revealed from the teacher's seat. The vanguard soldiers who had seen T-35 have always recognized this kind of shouting. When talking about Japanese tanks, they no longer talked about vehicles, they all counted beans one by one!

With the destruction of the ninth ** tank, Takano Yohei couldn't help but be anxious. Although the Kumamoto squadron on the other side also lost two, the 12 tanks of his dissatisfied tank squadron disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Be careful of anti-cannons!" he shouted, and the messenger beside him shook the flag quickly.

"Boom!" As soon as he finished calling, a tank not far away was hit again, and black smoke rose and stopped.

"Why do you always beat me?" Gao Ye said indignantly.

"By the way, just fight! The one who shaking the flag over there beats that. There is a commander who catches the big fish!" Deng Dayan looked very nice, and he saw the command tank of Takano Yohei at first glance. Although the telescope was hanging around his neck, it was just for his sake to show off.

"Those beans are a little different!" Deng Dayan said to himself with a little confusion.

If Meng Xiang was there, he would not recognize it, but Shi Er would tell him at any time that this was the Type 95 tank that the Japanese had only formally established in 1935.

"No matter whether it is black beans or mung beans, they are all beans!" Deng Dayan once again abridgedly quoted half of Meng Xiang's quotes.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdongdong!" The 20mm anti-aircraft gun fired continuously.

Takano Yohei was lucky enough to avoid the attack aimed at him again, but a 95 next to him was unfortunately targeted and locked, and was directly hit.

"Boom!" Sure enough, even in Type 95, the thin skin of the main armor was only 12 mm thick, and it could not withstand the bombardment of the 20 mm caliber anti-aircraft gun. Another tank exploded and burned.

"Ah!" Takano Yohei looked at the tanks that were left beside him, and couldn't help but shouted in depression.

"Boom! Boom!" The two tanks on Kumamoto's side were crushed, which made him feel a little worse. He looked at Kumamoto's command car with more sympathy. After rushing to the city, Kumamoto had only 7 vehicles left, and now there are as many as he does, all three of them.

The original command vehicle was destroyed. Kumamoto Tengji, who had just changed the command vehicle, also looked bitter, and blushed and controlled the tank gun to attack the top of the city.

The 37mm Type 94 tank gun directly hit an anti-aircraft gun position, and it was silenced.

"Yeah!" Kumamoto waved his fist excitedly and stretched out his tired arm.

But before Kumamoto was happy for a long time, he looked pale and watched as three 20 guns on the top of the city faced him at the same time.

"boom!"

Kumamoto Tengji's last memory stayed in the flames spurted out from the gun barrel.

Takano Yohei, who had just seen another tank under his command, was destroyed, and once again saw the scene of the tank being directly exploded.

"Kumomoto!" he shouted, although Kumamoto was his main competitor in the United, the friendship of graduating from the same school made Takano feel sad after Kumamoto transformed into a smog of smoke and carbon ash.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you!" Takano clenched his fists directly.

"boom!"

But a cannon also shattered all the memories of Kumamoto in his mind.

"Look at where you are running!" Deng Dayan muttered fiercely.

The two shellings were dodged by the tank, which made him unable to see what was standing next to him. He pulled off the gunner and personally took the shooting, hitting him with one blow under his keen intuition.

"There are three short beans, kill them!" Deng Dayan shouted, and there were still four 20 cannons left everywhere on the city, and they sprayed out large metal beans again.

"Boom!" Another **-style slumped.

"Boom!" Four to two, there was no suspense. It was just that one 20 cannon was destroyed, and the other was also malfunctioned.

In a daze, Takano Yohei, who had been unconscious for a short time, woke up again. He still remembered that his command car was hit directly, but it did not explode. The other two men were covered in blood and motionless. He touched it and no longer had a breath. He wiped the blood dripping from his head. After seeing that the things were no longer red, he struggled to drag his injured leg and crawled towards the exit on the tank.

As soon as Xiao Hefei moved the gun, he saw a bloody head stretching out from a scrap tank. He moved his heart and immediately locked the lens of the sniper lens. Slowly, the man's entire upper body was exposed. Xiao Hefei pulled the trigger without hesitation. Little Hefei, who was not sure of the head, aimed at his chest.

A blood flower immediately bloomed on the white shirt on the inside of the man's chest. He shook it and fell forward at the exit of the tank.

What stayed in Takano Yohei's last view was the explosion fire of the last tank in his squadron not far away.
Chapter completed!