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Chapter 181: Battle of Tianjin 16

At this moment, a voice was heard from the intercom, and the originally noisy channel suddenly became silent.

Then there was another round of noise: "What? The Japs' new tanks!"

"Lao Zhang's crew is dead! I saw that the tank destroyed them with one shot!"

Someone in the communication channel talked about the T34 tank that had just been destroyed by a single shot from a Type heavy combat aircraft.

"Damn it! Kill them! Revenge for Lao Zhang!"

Shi Zhihua had already seen the Japanese army's new tanks in dispersed formation through the observation hole.

Not many! Only about twenty!

Instead of the sloping front armor of the tanks they were driving, it had flat armor like the German Tiger tanks.

"Aim at the one in front! One armor-piercing bullet!"

As the commander finished speaking, the gunner moved quickly and skillfully. He deftly stuffed a 105mm armor-piercing shell into the barrel, and then filled it with propellant.

After completing these preparations, he immediately began to look for the Japanese army's new tanks through the sight.

At this moment, a loud "boom" was heard and the whole tank shook violently.

A 100mm high-explosive shell hit the edge of their oval turret with a sharp thud.

Fortunately, the shell just grazed the tank lightly and then bounced off, but the huge kinetic energy it brought still caused the entire tank to shake violently, as if it could overturn at any time.

"Damn! If it went a little further to the left, it would really be fatal!"

Shi Zhihua was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly opened the hatch and stuck his head out to check the situation.

When he saw the corner on the right side of the turret that was cut off by the shell, he couldn't help but secretly feel lucky: "Fortunately, it just grazed the bullet and flew out, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."

At this moment, he prayed in his heart for the Buddha's blessing and thanked God for his favor, which allowed them to escape the disaster.

At this moment, another "whoosh" sound whizzed past the ears of Shi Zhihua who had ejected his body from the hatch. This scared him and he quickly retracted his head.

Just now he was only concerned with sighing at the good luck of his crew and fell into a brief contemplation, but he forgot that this was a battlefield.

"Kill them! These Japanese tanks pose a huge threat to us!" Shi Zhihua shouted loudly after he came to his senses.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of flame spurted out of the muzzle of the tank No. 1047, and a 105mm tungsten core armor-piercing bullet flew out of the muzzle. The gunner and the commander stared at the flight trajectory of the shell without blinking.

There was a loud "bang", however, the shell did not hit the Type 5 heavy fighter, but exploded two meters in front of its left side, blasting the soil on the ground everywhere.

"Baga!" The commander of the Type 5 heavy tank, Tokui Taro, also felt the tremendous power of the flying shell and secretly thanked his luck that he was not hit.

Although it didn't hit them, if it really hit them, he didn't dare to say whether the new tank he was driving could withstand it.

Because there were also new types of tanks that they had never seen before in the opposing tank group. They knew that the most commonly equipped tanks in China's armored forces were the T34-85 and the IS-43, which the Chinese called the Type 4 heavy tank.

Now a new type of tank has appeared. Their gun barrels are almost as thick as their own Type 34 heavy combat vehicles, and their firepower is much stronger than the 85mm gun of the T85-.

Looking at the oval turret and the inclined front armor, Taro Tokui knew that this tank's ability to withstand attacks must be far greater than the vertical armored tank he was driving.

He opened his eyes wide and stared at the new Chinese tank in front of him, as if he wanted to see through it.

"Quick! Destroy it! Destroy that new Chinese tank!" Tokui Taro was extremely anxious. He shouted loudly and kept urging his gunners to reload the shells quickly.

He knew very well that only by quickly destroying the opponent could he ensure his own safety. At this moment, time is life, and every second is extremely precious.

At the same time, Shi Zhihua couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The last shot lacked a bit of luck, but he didn't show it.

Instead, he kept comforting the gunner: "Very good! Although this shot didn't hit the target, it probably scared the little Japanese in the tank to the point of peeing their pants! Now, let's fire another shot and teach them a hard lesson!"

The gunner had already reloaded the shells, and was holding the joystick tightly with both hands, concentrating on aiming at the new Japanese tank opposite.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his breathing rhythm, and tried to stay calm and stable. In the sight, he clearly saw that the new Japanese tank on the opposite side was also pointing its black gun barrel at him.

"Hold on! Hold on! You must hit the target!" The gunner kept muttering to himself, cheering himself up.

He understood that this shot was of vital importance, not only determining his own life and death, but also the outcome of the entire battle.

In the tense atmosphere, beads of sweat oozed from the gunner's forehead, but his eyes became more determined.

Just as they saw a burst of fire from the muzzle of the Japanese army's gun, he also stepped on the firing pedal and the tank vibrated again.

The two tanks once again fired shells at each other at a distance of more than 600 meters. The shells crossed each other in the air and flew towards their respective targets.

During this shelling, Tank No. 1047 did not stop completely to fire, but it moved very slowly, so after firing it started to move forward a few meters.

When the Japanese Type 5 heavy tank gunner aimed and fired, he thought that the enemy had stopped firing, so he did not calculate the lead time.

When the shell flew out, it was discovered that the opposite tank was still moving forward, but it was too late to adjust the muzzle.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the first to open fire was Tank No. 1047. The shells they fired accurately hit the right side of the Japanese tank just above the ground.

The shells tore through the armor, and the metal jets retained their powerful kinetic energy after penetrating the interior of the tank.

The Japanese Type 5 heavy tank that was hit did not stop immediately, but continued to move forward for a few meters due to inertia, and finally slowly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, the hatch on top of the tank was pushed open from the inside, and a Japanese armored soldier, covered in blood and with half of his body dyed red, staggered out of the vehicle.

However, as soon as he came out, he slipped and fell off the tank, hanging on the side of the tank motionless.

At the same time, the shell fired by the Japanese tank fell on the ground three meters behind Tank No. 1047. The fragments produced by the explosion hit the tank shell like raindrops, making a crisp clinking sound.