novelden Chapter 725: Collapse at the Touch of a Touch
Chapter 725: Collapse at the Touch of a Touch
The main weapon of the Fuso Type 89 medium tank is a Type 1 short-barreled 90mm tank gun. Although it is called a tank gun, it is not a cannon as we usually know, but a howitzer. This is related to the guiding ideology of the Fuso military.
They believe that "tanks are support weapons for infantry" and that tanks are mainly used to open up paths, cross obstacles, and kill enemy infantry with grenade fragments.
The Type 89B tank is a Fuso imitation of the French F17 Renault tank. Fuso's military industry imitated the French F17 Renault tank, strengthened the armor and expanded the body area, bringing its tonnage to 12.7 tons. Its frontal armor is only 17 mm, while the thickest armor of the French Renault F17 tank is 22 mm.
On the hot battlefield, the Fuso main battle tanks, with their incredibly thin frontal armor of only 17 mm thick, looked so vulnerable and helpless in front of the steel torrent led by the Leopard tanks of the Chinese armored brigade. As the Chinese armored forces advanced, these Fuso tanks seemed to be lambs to be slaughtered, with nowhere to escape and no power to resist.
The turret of the Leopard tank slowly rotated, and the outline of a Fuso tank gradually became clear in the sight. Inside the car, driver Li Ming held the steering wheel tightly to ensure the stability of the tank; gunner Zhang Wei held his breath, his finger gently on the trigger, waiting for the decisive moment. "Target locked, ready to fire!" He reported to the commander through the in-car communicator.
"Fire!" Commander Hu Tian's voice was loud and clear, reaching everyone's ears through the headset. Zhang Wei pulled the trigger without hesitation, and the 75mm tank gun roared instantly. The shells flew out of the gun, cut through the air, and headed straight for the Fuso tank. With a deafening explosion, the front armor of the Fuso tank was easily pierced like paper, the turret flew into the air, and the body of the tank was engulfed in flames.
"Nice shot!" Li Ming shouted excitedly, and quickly adjusted the position of the tank to prepare for the next target. "There are three more over there, keep going!" Hu Tian's instructions were concise and clear.
The Panther tank accelerated again, moving across the battlefield as nimbly as a cheetah. Zhang Wei quickly locked onto the second Fuso tank. This time, he was more calm and unhurried, firing almost as soon as he completed his aim. There was another loud bang, and the second Fuso tank followed in the footsteps of the first one, turning into a ball of burning scrap metal.
"Well done, brothers!" Hu Tian reported the results of the battle to the entire brigade through the communicator, and encouraged every soldier. "Keep the pace, don't give the enemy any chance to breathe!"
In the next few minutes, the Panther tank seemed to be the god of death on the battlefield, destroying the remaining two Fuso tanks in succession. The cooperation between gunner Zhang Wei and driver Li Ming became more and more tacit, and every shot was accurate and every move was just right. The conversation between comrades was full of fighting passion and the joy of victory.
"This is the last one, everyone, work harder!" Li Ming reminded.
"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Zhang Wei answered confidently, and aimed the sight at the final target again. With the roar of artillery fire, the Fuso tank could not escape the fate of being destroyed.
On this battlefield baptized by fire, every corner was filled with thick smoke and the smell of death. The scene just described of the Leopard tanks continuously blowing up the Fuso tanks was just a tiny microcosm of this fierce exchange of fire. Since the confrontation, the armored forces of both sides have been caught in an unprecedented fierce battle.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment, but in fact, it took less than half an hour from the time the two sides came into contact to the time dozens of Fuso tanks and armored units fell one after another. During this half hour, everything that happened on the battlefield was enough to scare even the bravest warrior.
The tanks and armored vehicles of the Chinese Armored Brigade moved forward slowly like steel giants, their artillery fire intertwined into an airtight fire net, covering all enemies in front. The Leopard tanks, with their heavy armor and fierce firepower, became the absolute protagonists in this battle. They fired accurately again and again, exposing the fragility of the Fuso tanks.
As one Fuso tank after another was hit and exploded, the sky above the battlefield was filled with deafening roars and the harsh sound of twisted metal. With flames rising to the sky and thick smoke billowing, the entire battlefield seemed to have turned into a hell on earth.
Under such a fierce offensive, Fuso's armored units were unable to organize effective resistance and could only passively withstand the devastating blows from the Chinese armored brigade.
Faced with such a desperate situation, Fuso's armored forces finally collapsed. They began to retreat in a panic, trying to escape from this battlefield of death. But the Chinese armored brigade did not give them any chance to breathe. They continued to pursue them and devoured the retreating enemies one by one with artillery fire.
On the smoke-filled and chaotic battlefield, a main battle tank of the Fuso Armored Regiment, with its comrades falling one after another and its retreat almost completely blocked, made a decisive choice - to counterattack.
The tank's turret slowly turned, with the muzzle pointing directly at the Leopard tank driven by Li Ming, which was moving steadily forward not far away. The eyes of the soldiers inside the tank revealed a determination and unyielding spirit of facing death head-on.
"Attention! There is a Fuso tank on the left aiming at us!" The voice of observer Xiao Wang came through the in-vehicle communicator, with a hint of nervousness and haste. He stared at the image in the telescope and quickly reported the target's location.
However, Li Ming seemed unusually calm, even with a hint of disdain. "Don't worry, Xiao Wang. Their 57MM tank guns are like children's toy guns in front of the heavy armor of our Leopard tanks." His words were full of confidence and contempt for the enemy's firepower.
As expected, the Fuso main battle tank's artillery fire instantly erupted, and a shell cut through the air, heading straight for the Leopard tank with a piercing whistle. At this critical moment, Li Ming and the other members of the crew did not even make the most basic evasive action, as they firmly believed that their armor could withstand this seemingly fierce attack.
"Boom!" With a loud bang, the shell hit the armor of the Panther tank head-on, emitting dazzling sparks and strong shock waves. However, surprisingly, the shell did not cause the expected heavy damage to the Panther tank. Its armor was like an indestructible shield, easily withstanding the enemy's attack, leaving only a shallow mark on the surface.
Inside the car, Li Ming smiled slightly, his eyes revealing contempt for the enemy's firepower. "See? The Japanese tank guns are just like the stuff in their pants, short and weak, and useless."