My own war game

Chapter 286 Rampage
Boom! ! ! !

The giant tank backed out of the wall, and both sides on the battlefield were in a daze.

Another Type 4 tank a little further away was the first to react. It quickly changed direction and aimed its gun at the enemy that suddenly appeared in front of it.

boom! ! !
The 75mm main gun fired, and the shells bounced off the opponent's armor plate. At this time, the tank commander realized that he was no match for the enemy, so he quickly made a wise choice.

run!
The Type 4 tank reversed rapidly, trying to get away from the battlefield as quickly as possible, while an armored soldier stared at the movements of the enemy in front through an independent observation hole.

He saw a horrifying scene.

The giant tank, which was more than twice as tall as our vehicle, reversed and shook off the rubble on its body. Then the turret began to turn slowly, and the thick twin gun barrels were aimed at them.

Boom!!!!!!! ...
The twin 128mm main guns fired, and the huge recoil caused the entire vehicle body to stutter.

The upper half of the Type 4 tank in front disappeared directly, and the damaged turret was like a cotton ball that was hit by a heavy punch, squeezing out everything inside.

when!
Only half of the gun barrel fell to the ground.

But just as the giant tank was about to turn its turret again to aim at a bunker, its body suddenly turned on the spot as if it had a seizure, and then drove down the road.

Yulia looked at her colleagues and then said uncertainly, "What's in there, right?"

"I'm not sure, but I think we should retreat," said Cabrera on the side.

An uninvited guest suddenly broke into an area where Paris citizens gathered.

The mailboxes on the street were knocked away, and the letters inside flew in the sky like pigeons.

An area where women were drying clothes was also attacked. Hundreds of clothes were torn down along with the clotheslines, and the colorful clothes were wrapped around the black tank bodies and fluttered in the wind.

The residents who witnessed this did not dare to go out to check what happened, and even their pet dogs buried their heads.

"Boss, stop the car! Stop the car! Slow down!" Benjamin couldn't help shouting in the bumpy car. The Frenchman felt that his stomach no longer belonged to him.

Christine was also a little flustered, but still tried to explain, "I tried to slow down, but the brake pedal was different from the original one..."

The tank suddenly rushed forward again!

"Damn it! That's the gas pedal!"

"Let me do it, you take a rest." He Chi patted Christine's shoulder and replaced the nervous female intelligence officer.

At this time, the Orientals discovered that the previous chaos was not entirely Christine's fault, and the tank itself did have a problem.

Considering that this car is an experimental model, this situation is expected.

"Benjamin, Sinniel, find something to hold on to. There may be some problems with the brakes of this tank." He Chi instructed the two people behind him.

"How big of a problem is a little bit of a problem? What does it mean to find something and hold it tightly?" Benjamin felt himself sweating.

"What I mean is that we probably have to rely on ramming into a building to stop this thing. This is a residential area, so we need to switch to a sturdy large house." He Chi stopped talking after he finished speaking and gripped the joystick with both hands again.

Tank No. 8 continued to drive forward with a pile of clothes hanging on it.

At the Paris Broadcasting Center, the battle between the citizen uprising forces and the defenders has reached a fever pitch.

Puff puff puff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Several MG42 machine guns continuously spewed flames on the positions built with sandbags. The firing rate of 1200 rounds per second made it difficult for the guerrillas to raise their heads. They could only fight the enemy with submachine guns, grenades and a small number of cluster bombs.

"Quick! Send another group of people! Blow up the machine gun position!" The leading commander shouted to the back. Then several young men wearing peaked caps rushed towards the German position with explosives in their hands.

Ta-da! Ta-da! Ta-da!
There was a flash of fire, and three people were shot and fell to the ground, dark red blood flowing down the edge of their caps.

"Frank, we can't go on! More than a hundred of us have fallen!" someone said, grabbing the commander's hand.

"What about the train station? What's the situation there?" the commander turned and asked his companion.

"It's as bad as ours. The Germans have a machine gun company there," a companion shouted.

"Damn it! Why are the Germans so well prepared!" Frank punched the stone.

"If only Ms. Christine were here, we should have rescued her first." Someone nearby said regretfully.

The commander remained silent, anxiety swirling in his mind.

"Should we retreat?" Looking at his companions falling down like wheat being cut, Frank's heart began to waver.

"Look! What is that!?" Someone pointed behind him in surprise.

I saw a huge monster in the middle of the road driving at a speed of about 40 kilometers per hour. Everyone was shocked by the huge steel body.

tank? !
Which side?

Neither side of the exchange of fire was quite sure. Some people subconsciously looked at the communication line hanging the national flag. As far as they could see, there was indeed something floating in the wind on it...

Uh, an oversized pair of white women's lingerie.

What the hell is this?!
The German soldiers were stunned for a moment, not knowing whether to aim their weapons at the strange guy in front of them, until the opponent's gun slowly aimed at the machine gun position.

boom! ! ! !

Flames were everywhere and under the bombardment of twin-mounted heavy artillery, at least one squad of defenders was sent into the sky.

This was not the end. The unknown tank continued at full speed and used its huge body to crash directly into the German camp, using its body as a weapon to overwhelm a row of enemies who were unable to dodge. Finally, it pushed an armored vehicle into the wall before stopping.

Frank suddenly woke up from his dream and shouted, "It's our tanks! It's reinforcements! For France!! Follow me!!!"

"Charge!!!" The infected guerrillas jumped out of their shelters and rushed towards the stunned Germans recklessly.

The battle ended a few minutes later and the guerrillas successfully occupied the Paris Broadcasting Center.

Holding submachine guns and supporting each other, the guerrillas gathered around the strange tank. They wanted to know who had helped them like a god from heaven.

Ding~~Ding~~Ding~~~
There were continuous knocking sounds, as if someone was hitting the top cover with something.

Some guerrillas tried to go over to help, but then hesitated and stood back.

At this moment, the top cover of the tank was lifted up with a bang.

The moonlight shone down, and an elegant figure appeared in front of the soldiers in the smoke, with long golden hair swaying in the wind.

Frank later described the scene in his diary:

"At that moment, the goddess of victory in the moonlight smiled upon France."

(End of this chapter)