Looking at the tank getting closer and closer, Peng Jinsuo grabbed two anti-tank grenades: "Brother, I'll kill him!"

Peng Jinsheng shook his head decisively. No matter how selfless he was, he was unwilling to watch his brother die.

The main reason is that there are guns and cannons in the tank, and no grenades are thrown on the armor. You have to throw them under the tank, break the chain rail of the tank and paralyze the tank to play a key role.

"retreat!"

Peng Jinsheng gave the order and could not retreat. More than a dozen enemy tanks were pressed up, and casualties had already occurred on the Allied Army.

It is impossible for the soldiers to rush up with grenades to fight with the tanks, right? But not to mention the firepower of the tank itself, the key is that there are soldiers behind the tanks.

At this time, rushing up is no different from suicide, it is someone else's target of living.

If the Allied soldiers retreated now, they would be familiar with the roads and were good at climbing mountains. The mountains were steep and the only road was very narrow. Even if the tanks attacked up, they could only come one by one.

This will facilitate defense, because as long as the tanks are not coming up together, they will have a way to kill them. After all, a tank has limited firepower, so just eliminate the soldiers around it first.

The soldiers quickly retreated to the mountain, with tanks following closely behind. This time the Burmese army was not afraid of their heads and tails. More than a dozen tanks lined up in a long snake formation and followed them. This was a scene that had never happened before.

Because he was following too tightly, Peng Jinsheng had no time to organize the soldiers to dig trenches to block the way forward of the tanks.

You can only keep throwing grenades in front of the tank. Although you can't hurt others, you can scare them, right?

The soldiers kept running forward, and the tanks roared behind them. Although the speed was not fast, they could not get over them. However, the Burmese army behind the tanks were dropped a lot.

Seeing that the timing was good, Peng Jinsheng decisively ordered to knock down the two of them in front of me!

With Peng Jinsheng's order, several soldiers rushed over with grenades. The machine guns on the tank were fired, and the soldiers fell to the ground one after another.

"Son of a bitch!"

Peng Jinsuo cursed, picked up a few grenades and rushed forward. At this time, a body was already running in front of him.

This figure is very familiar. Peng Jinsheng could tell at a glance that it was Ming too far away. Because his leg injury had not healed yet, he was limping while walking.
Chapter completed!