Under the cover of night, a Burmese army officer stood in the military camp with his hands behind his back, his belly puffed out and his mouth pursed, watching.
In front of him was a camera, and behind the photographer were tanks and armored vehicles driving out of the mountain road.
"Commander, I heard that the Wa State also has tanks, and some people even filmed footage of tank training that was faked some time ago. Is this true?"
The teacher glanced at him and turned away without saying a word.
The reporter saw this scene and continued to ask: "Division Commander, if we say we have won the battle on the Mengmao Plain, will you really drive tanks into Mengmao to fight street battles with the Wa troops who may be able to hold on?"
This time the division commander glared at him fiercely and turned around again.
"Commander, is it possible that this will harm civilians?"
bump!
The division commander grabbed the microphone and slammed it on the ground. Due to the excessive movement, the military cap was lifted off, and the Mediterranean hairstyle appeared in the camera.
He stared at the reporter and asked: "Are you from Myanmar?"
"We're fighting a war for this country and you're telling me the enemy has the same equipment?"
"We are recovering lost territory for the country. You ask me if I want to fight in the streets?"
"If we really start a street fight, I don't know how many people under my command will die in the county in front of you. Are you asking me the hell if it's possible to hurt civilians?"
The teacher's lips trembled and he said, "Okay, then I'll tell you..."
"I don't care if they have tanks or not. If they don't have tanks, we have to fight. If they do, we have to fight, because this is the military order I received!"
"Whether we need to engage in street fighting or not is not up to me. If the aggressive enemy troops can surrender immediately, of course we don't need to engage in street fighting. But if they don't surrender, let alone street fighting, we will have to engage in hand-to-hand combat, just because we are soldiers! "
"And what do you want to ask about the civilian issues you mentioned? Who do you want us soldiers to be?"
"You are the only one who thinks about things from a humanitarian perspective, right? Let me tell you, this military uniform has only taught me one thought, and that is to obey orders!"
The reporter was scolded and was dumbfounded. He stood there and didn't know what to say. He could only say something like the uncrowned king: "We have freedom of interview..."
"Guard!"
The teacher angrily poked his finger in his face: "I will let you be freer."
A group of armed soldiers ran over and shouted: "Division Commander!"
"Come on, send the reporter out of the mountainous area and send him to interview our enemy. Let the reporter ask our opponent why we must fight this war!"
The reporter explained with a grimace: "No, that's not what I meant..."
The division commander no longer listened to what he was saying, and immediately walked towards the roaring tank, shouting: "Remember, don't go out after dark. Do you understand? Others don't take your life seriously. I have to take it seriously, everyone is raised by their mother’s biological father!”
"Teacher..."
Click!
Countless officers and soldiers raised the muzzle of their gun and pulled the bolt. The black muzzle of the gun was immediately in front of the reporter. He could only be forced to step back in front of the camera.
In the end, the soldiers kicked the camera down without caring about how much the equipment was worth, grabbed the photographer by the collar and dragged him to the same position as the reporter, and drove them out of the mountain together.
At this second, the setting sun set, and the sunset disappeared from the sky.
When day and night alternate, it seems that the worlds that should be completely separated have completely opened their barriers, and the entire sky shows the darkness of day and night.
When the night is about to fall...
Gala la la la!
The three tanks drove out of the valley side by side and headed straight towards the Mengmao at full speed.
They were three T-72 Soviet main battle tanks. There was a 'V'-shaped bulletproof plate on the front upper armor plate of the vehicle body. A turntable automatic loader was installed in the cabin, so the loader was eliminated. The combat compartment was arranged around the loading machine. machine arrangement.
What's more interesting about the T-72 is that the top deck of the car body is tilted forward by 1°36', which increases the depression angle of the gun when it moves forward, up to -6°, and when the gun turns to the rear, the depression angle automatically increases by 3°.
This tank, a main battle tank produced in the 1970s, was already very advanced at the time. It even appeared in Lebanon, and its results were not bad. It was used by helicopter-launched TOW anti-tank missiles, anti-tank guns, artillery, and American-made Cluster bombs destroyed a lot of vehicles, well, the results were okay.
So why does the Myanmar government still buy this tank even though it knows it has been eliminated by the times?
In fact, this is normal. If they want to join the Mao Xiong line, they have to pay a price. Now when you buy a luxury product, you have to get the goods. If a woman wants a bag, she has to get a bunch of bags with luxury goods logos printed on them. Bowls and chopsticks, not to mention tanks.
Fortunately, all the forces in the Southeast Asian battlefield are generally poor and have old equipment. Everyone in the world knows that Meng Neng has changed its master and has little strength. This is why this gadget has the opportunity to make its debut.
"Boss!"
In Mengmao's office, Yang Rong stood in front of the window and was meditating. At this moment, his subordinates reported: "Three tanks came out of the mountain!"
"How many?"
Yang Rong turned around sharply.
The subordinates replied without changing their answer: "Three cars!"
"Your grandma's!"
Yang Rong gritted his molar teeth and cursed: "You don't treat me like a human being, do you?"
Of course he knew what it meant that the other party only sent three tanks!
This is fishing.
If you dare to accept the challenge, I'm afraid many more tanks may emerge from the ravines outside Mengmao County.
But if you don't dare to fight, then these three tanks will drive straight in.
Yang Rong closed his eyes at that moment and thought for a while before continuing: "Give me the order. When the enemy tanks are halfway through the march, let our tanks focus on one of them, and then all the tanks will come out!"
"Boss!"
Yang Rong's men looked at him dumbfounded: "The opponent only has three tanks, do we have to play all the cards in our hands?"
Yang Rong didn't even explain, but reminded him: "Obey the order!"
The office fell into silence again, but a moment later, the roar of cannons rang out on the plain!
Under the cover of night, three T-72 main battle tanks drove towards the wallless Menmao County. At that time, the moonlight opened the way, and the roar of the tanks was like thousands of troops shouting to kill. The three tanks were like waving their long guns on horseback. The three warriors of the sword fought bravely all the way.
In the night wind, the tanks hidden in the ravine were moving their muzzles according to the most prominent tank among them, calculating the opponent's movement speed and setting the lead. The soldiers sitting in the tanks were about to appear in the field of vision when the enemy tanks appeared. Twenty seconds later, he shouted: "Lock!"
There was no nonsense next, and a cry came from inside the tank: "Let go!"
Boo!
In the valley that had been completely covered by darkness, a burst of fire suddenly erupted, and then a tank broke through all the camouflage and jumped out of the bushes. Although it was not fast, it looked like a fat man wheezing at the beginning, but with such a physique As long as the punch is accurate, it will be enough.
Uh-huh!
A beam of fire blasted out from the muzzle of the IS-3 heavy tank and flew towards the front of the nose of the enemy tank. The enemy tank rushed out like it was chasing the impact point of the shell - boom!
The impact and explosion of the shells hitting the tank were mixed together. The entire T-72 tank was blown up by this shot like a turtle with its head shrinking, and it lay on the ground and shook violently.
But it's not over yet!
Boom, boom!
In the mountains, two more cannons were fired in succession, and the other two antique IS-3s returned to the battlefield with an attitude that was out of the times. Their footsteps were old, and their bodies were too bloated, but the muzzles were still powerful. .
The T-72 felt as if someone had hit its chin with two more heavy punches. The side of the main gun was hit, as if the wound that had been torn just now was violently torn open, causing the main gun to rise slightly; at this moment, another shot from the other side The artillery bombardment came, and the shells followed the slight angle of the main gun muzzle and hit the gap between the tank body and the barrel, and plunged into the mountain in the distance. After a loud bang, a ball of fire rushed into the sky.
Since then, all five IS-3s have been unveiled!
The division commander of the Burmese army waved his arms vigorously in the mountains, took out his walkie-talkie and shouted: "All tanks are dispatched, all tanks are dispatched!"
Putting down the walkie-talkie, the teacher shouted with great courage and confidence: "Second the Mengmao before dawn!" (End of Chapter)
