Tanks, armored vehicles, and soldiers wearing black, white, gray and yellow striped camouflage uniforms.

Looking at the familiar scene in front of him, Li Xiao once thought he was back in Zhu Rihe.

It's just that the model of the tank is very old, and its performance is incomparable with that of the 99.

The artillery is all pulled by tractors, and the road conditions are very bad, so truck guns are not suitable here.

This is the mechanized force of the Ming Dynasty, the First Cavalry Division.

I really wanted to put horse heads on their armbands to express my memory of the cavalry, but after thinking about it I decided against it.

Old and beautiful things may not be suitable for you.

I can't get enough of the scene in front of me.

I don’t know why, but I really like these killing machines.

Perhaps, this is a pure soldier.

Birds of a feather flock together, and there are two pure soldiers standing next to Li Xiao.

Mr. Ao still held his copper wine flask, looking around and taking a sip from time to time.

"The Type IV tank is good. Although the turret is round and bulging like a turtle, its ballistic resistance is good.

One of our companies was also equipped. One thousand meters away, the 88-gun could not penetrate it.

What a pity!

There were just too few. The first division and the second division were only equipped with two battalions.

There is no third division at all!

I thought that the production in the rear wouldn't be so slow, but now I see, it's all damned here.

Brother Xiao! Your mind is so crooked."

While drinking, he vented his dissatisfaction with Li Xiao.

I guess there are not many people in the world who dare to do this.

"Why, I'm jealous or jealous.

You have three tank divisions under your command, as well as elite infantry drawn from each field division.

You have hundreds of thousands of horses and horses under your control, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?

I’m really not satisfied, let’s change.”

Looking around the world, there are only a few people who dare to talk to Master Ao like this, and Man Gui's ranking is relatively high.

"Go away! You've got a bargain but you still act like a good boy."

Li Xiao clasped his hands behind his back, truly loving this guy with five pairs of road wheels.

That is to say, in this day and age, casting turrets can still be done.

With the emergence of fin-stabilized discarding sabots, the world can only be dominated by welded turrets.

In fact, the prototype of the Type III tank, the T-34, was quite good, but Li Xiao still stubbornly drew the drawings of Lao Wujiu.

Perhaps, five pairs of road wheels are the obsession of a generation of soldiers.

"Aren't the converted Type 1 and Type 2 tanks, as well as some Type 3 tanks, given to you?" Li Xiao frowned.

He couldn't stay out of it, the two old guys were about to fight.

Although they knew what they were joking about, the commander of the 1st Corps of the Expeditionary Force and the commander of the 1st Cavalry Division wrestled in public.

What kind of words does this sound like!

"Can my rags compare to this?

This thing of his can't be penetrated by eight or eight cannons.

Look at my ones again, they are all accurate.

As long as it is shot, a vehicle crew will be scrapped. I know that my soldiers privately call their tanks, iron coffins!"

"Alright! Alright!

I know that Type I and Type II tanks are not good.

Now these two models have been discontinued, and all three types of tanks produced in the future will be given to you."

Li Xiao really had no choice. After all, the T-34 with a simpler structure saves more man-hours.

Year-on-year at the same time, the output of T-34 is larger.

As for the Eighty-Eight Cannons...!

Even with the T-34's sloped armor, it may not be able to protect it.

"That's pretty much it!" Mr. Ao mumbled and took another sip of wine.

“I’ve almost changed my clothes and rested for more than 20 days.

What's going on?

Are you going to fight again?”

Man Ye also took out his own copper wine flask and took a sip of it.

"This guy is a night owl who comes into the house, tell me how to fight him.

With our current strength, it shouldn’t be a big problem to break through the Israeli positions and reach Kiev.”

"There were only a few hundred thousand Israelis, and they were swept away."

Mr. Ao waved his hand, quite a bit like he was looking down on the world.

"It's hard to tell!

A new type of artillery appeared in Tsaritsyn. The gun body was very low, only half a meter without the mantlet.

The cannon weighs more than 200 kilograms, usually travels with infantry, and has a caliber of about 70 millimeters.

I don’t know yet whether armor-piercing bullets are prepared. If armor-piercing bullets are prepared, they may pose a threat to tanks below Type III!

On the Tsaritsyn battlefield, this thing defeated more than a dozen companies in five days, with thousands of casualties!"

Li Xiao took a deep breath and said slowly.

“Holy shit!

How can a small 70mm infantry gun be so powerful?

That’s nonsense!”

Master Ao looked in disbelief.

He didn't believe that a small infantry cannon could be so powerful.

"Such a low-profile artillery piece is indeed difficult to detect.

But it’s not like we’ve killed more than a dozen companies. What do those company commanders do for a living!”

Man Ye also didn't believe that a small infantry cannon could be so powerful.

"These are all the results of night battles. Our soldiers like to use tracer bullets mixed between machine guns and Aka rifles to indicate targets.

Generally, five bullets are loaded with one tracer bullet.

With other people's cannons, aim at the muzzle and fire.

A seventy-millimeter gun is enough to cause fatal damage at a distance of two thousand meters.

When a cannonball explodes, a man is dead."

"His grandma's tracer bullets...!"

"Brother Xiao, you should actually know that bullets contain tracer bullets, firstly to indicate the target.

Secondly, it also reminds the shooter how many bullets are left in the magazine.

What the French did was something no one expected.

But I still don't quite believe that this thing can penetrate the armor of a Panzer IV tank.

Not even if they have armor-piercing bullets!"

Man Ye is very confident in the No. 4 tank. After all, his No. 4 tank has a record of being directly hit by the 88-gun at a distance of 800 meters.

But the 88-gun shells hit the turtle-shell-like turret and bounced away.

This time, Man Ye became an absolute supporter of the idea that angles are protective!

"It's hard to say!

Our Panzer IV actually has shortcomings.

If you put five to ten kilograms of explosives at the joint between the turret and the car body, it will detonate.

The members in the car will be stunned alive or even killed.
To be continued...