Starting from 1950

What is the last thing our soldiers want to encounter on this land?

Besides airplanes, it must be tanks.

Even compared to tanks, many people would rather encounter airplanes.

Because the plane might not be able to spot us, and even if it did, we'd be dead instantly.

Tanks, on the other hand, require flesh and blood to fight against, with people carrying explosives and demolition charges charging forward.

Trading 10 lives for 1 tank is a bargain.

In the first battle, there was even a tragic record where, in order to destroy a single tank, one of our companies sent out eight groups of demolition experts in succession, ultimately sacrificing 27 people to complete the mission.

The enemy troops were already four or five hundred meters away, and the few metal lumps at the front made many soldiers hold their breath.

"Mortise and grenade preparations, give me the bazooka!" The battalion commander's pupils constricted instinctively when he saw the four tanks at the forefront of the enemy formation.

"Su Yang, you have one task in a moment: keep a close eye on the machine gunners on those four tanks!" The battalion commander took a bazooka from a soldier and instructed Su Yang while loading it.

After he finished speaking, he picked up his bazooka and headed elsewhere.

"Commander, let me fire a shot!"

Su Yang stared at the bazooka in the battalion commander's hand with shining eyes; he had never played with one before.

Zheng Ergou quickly chimed in, "Battalion Commander, I've learned how to load bazookas; I can be Su Yang's loader."

The battalion commander hesitated for a moment, recalling Su Yang's incredible marksmanship.

Moreover, the hilltop they were on was too far from the location the enemy below would pass by, a full two hundred meters away.

He wasn't confident he could hit a tank with a bazooka at that range.

"Alright! You fire the first shot. If you hit it, you can fire the rest!"

As the battalion commander spoke, he handed the bazooka to Su Yang and gestured to the soldier guarding the rocket launcher box to hand the box to Zheng Ergou.

"Ergou! Let's go!"

Su Yang happily beckoned Er Gou to walk to the other side.

Bazooka, as a tank killer, has always been a thorn in the side of the enemy.

Once a bazooka shooter is spotted, all tanks will turn their guns around and prioritize taking out the bazooka shooter.

Therefore, firing a shot and then moving to a different position is the most basic common sense.

Moreover, considering the kill radius of enemy tank shells, one should stay at least 30 meters away to be considered safe.

"Chirp!"

The moment Su Yang and his companion arrived at their new location, the whistle to signal the start of the battle blew.

"Knock knock knock!"

A volley of mortars fired, exploding among the ranks below.

The elite troops below reacted quickly and began to set up a counterattack formation.

Su Yang released the safety of his bazooka, aimed at the foremost tank, and pulled the trigger. A long flame erupted from the back of the bazooka on his shoulder, and a rocket shot out.

"Whoosh!"

"boom--"

"Good! Well done! Su Yang, keep it up!" the battalion commander shouted excitedly.

Seeing that he had hit the target perfectly and the tank was already broken down, Su Yang couldn't help but chuckle and said to Zheng Ergou, "Change positions and reload!"

The two quickly moved to another location.

Loading a bazooka is a complex process; after the rocket is loaded, the tail wires must be connected to the launcher circuitry.

While Zheng Ergou was loading ammunition, the remaining three tanks' guns were already pointing at the location where Su Yang had been standing.

"boom--"

"boom--"

"boom--"

The ground shook violently, and the three shells made Zheng Ergou's hands tremble as he tied the wires. It took him a full half minute to connect the wires.

Su Yang took the bazooka, took a deep breath, and aimed at a tank again.

"boom--"

"Hit again! The enemy only has two tanks left! Comrades, victory is in sight!" the battalion commander cheered.

Su Yang took down two tanks in a row, which greatly boosted morale.

The soldiers of the 352nd Regiment fired even more intensely, temporarily suppressing the enemy's firepower.

"boom--"

The third shot, and the enemy only has one tank left!

"What kind of damn elite troops are you! I'm going to take down the elite troops!"

Luo Pojun, hidden on a distant hilltop, was observing the battle through binoculars. Seeing the enemy tanks being destroyed one after another, he couldn't help but swing his arm forcefully and roar.

However, Su Yang encountered problems on the battlefield.

After firing his third shot, he threw the bazooka onto the snow and quickly moved to a new position.

According to the combat procedure, the bazooka needs to be cooled down slightly in the snow before Zheng Ergou, who is wearing thick gloves to insulate it, picks it up, brings it to Su Yang, and then loads it.

To his surprise, when he turned around, he found Zheng Ergou still in the same spot, head down, loading ammunition.

"Ergou, what are you doing!" Su Yang roared.

"I've already installed it!" Zheng Ergou looked up at Su Yang and smiled.

After saying that, he got up, picked up the bazooka, and ran towards Su Yang.

Su Yang noticed that the last tank below was already adjusting its gun barrel.

"You idiot!"

Su Yang's eyes were bloodshot, and he instinctively ran towards Zheng Ergou.

He rushed forward two steps at a time, covering about ten meters to meet up with Zheng Ergou. Without hesitation, he grabbed Zheng Ergou and the bazooka in his arms, rolled over, and landed in a trench.

"boom--"

The shell exploded about 17 or 18 meters away from the two men.

"Ahem!"

Dust and mud covered Su Yang. He shook his head, still dazed from the shelling, and checked himself over. Finding no obvious injuries, he glared at Zheng Ergou and said, "If you want to die, don't drag me down with you!"

"I'm...I'm sorry, Su Yang. I thought it was the last one left, and that it wasn't a big deal," Zheng Ergou stammered.

Su Yang snatched the bazooka from his arms in a huff; now was not the time to argue.

He placed the bazooka on his shoulder.

"Whoosh!"

"boom--"

As the last tank lost its combat capability, Su Yang leveled up to level 16, and the situation on the battlefield changed rapidly.

Realizing that their prized tanks had all become scrap metal, the enemy soldiers' morale began to waver, while our soldiers' morale remained unbroken!

With one side gaining and the other losing, the balance of power in the battle began to tilt more and more sharply.

"The enemy has retreated! They've escaped!"

"Drip drip drip..."

"Charge!"

Our soldiers charged down the mountain like tigers descending the mountain, emboldened by the bugle call.

"Give up, no harm."

"Hands up!"

.......

The Lighthouse Army was better at fighting than the puppet army, and they were also quick and efficient at escaping. Apart from a few unlucky ones who were injured and couldn't run fast, the soldiers of the 352nd Regiment couldn't even catch up with them.

"All uninjured personnel, get involved in cleaning up the battlefield! Enemy planes should be here soon, so hurry up!" Luo Pojun shouted, his face beaming.

These days, the 352nd Regiment has been running ahead, luring the enemy into their trap.

The entire regiment was holding back their anger, and now this battle was won cleanly and decisively, even more satisfying than the first battle the regiment fought when they first crossed the river.

"Yes!" the soldiers roared in response, and began looting tanks, trucks, and even enemy corpses.

"Su Yang, try this!" Zheng Ergou jumped off a tank and secretly handed Su Yang a colorful object.

Su Yang glanced at the string of English words above, but as a poor student in his previous life, he certainly wouldn't recognize them.

I only realized it was chocolate after tearing open the packaging.

He couldn't help but ask, "Aren't you afraid of being punished for disposing of the spoils of war without permission?"

Zheng Ergou licked his chapped lips and grinned, "If I ate it myself, I'd definitely get punished, but if I give it to you, it doesn't count."

Upon hearing this, Su Yang quickly glanced around and saw that Luo Pojun and the others, who had been looking this way, were pretending not to see him.

He smiled, knowing that Zheng Ergou was apologizing to him for what happened on the battlefield. He did not refuse Zheng Ergou's kindness and reached out to take it under the other's expectant gaze.

"I'll forgive you this time, but if you're this unreliable again, I'll definitely tell the commander."