The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Yes, sir, it is the First Army. Their combat effectiveness is still relatively strong. Our tentative offensive. We were quickly repelled by the opponent. Their combat effectiveness is still relatively strong." The staff officer said. Li Shengzhi just smiled. For the First Army, he thought that the foolish infantry division of the Third Infantry Division did not do a good job himself, but for their Fifth Infantry Division, this was not the case.

"Let the soldiers rest and let the armored tanks come up. Firepower preparations are also richer." Li Shengzhi said with a smile.

The armored fighting vehicle unit is the trump card in Li Shengzhi's hand, and an armored fighting vehicle regiment of the First Armored Brigade was seconded here. They followed the Fifth Infantry Division and proceeded together. The road conditions in Persia were very bad. More than half of the armored vehicles in the armored fighting vehicle regiment broke down. This is also no way. Whoever makes the Persian roads extremely bad is a disaster for the Persian National Army who is retreating, and it is also a disaster for the Sabbath army that is attacking. As a result, the number of tanks and armored fighting vehicles available in Li Shengzhi's hands is only twelve, and most of them are equipped with small guns of 20 to 37 mm. But for those infantry positions, such an armored fighting vehicle is sufficient. In Li Shengzhi's view, as long as the armored tanks are used, everything and everything about them can perform well. To win the opponent's position is simply a piece of cake.

The war is bound to be extremely beneficial to him, and under such circumstances, their victory will become easier.

Sartosa sat relaxed on the ammunition box in the trench. He hummed a little tune from their hometown, which was still the tune of his grandmother.

They fought very easily, even if there was a battalion on the opposite side of the attack, but they were easily beaten down by them. However, their casualties were larger. A class, eighteen people, now there are twelve people. But they are victorious. Moreover, supplies were sent to them from above. Candy, that is Korean toffee transported from the rear. Tastes good. It tastes very good. There are very few such candies.

"Korean cigarettes are better." An veteran could not find a match, but there is no shortage of such things here. The burning wooden stakes are the best things.

Cigarettes can relieve them of some nervousness. The veterans really need such things, and the rear is still very good. They are sent candy and cigarettes. With such things to enjoy, it is already very good. Such a thing is a very good result for them.

Normally, the soldiers smoked cigarettes from India. That kind of tobacco is uncomfortable to smoke. And choking people. But it's not bad to have cigarettes on the battlefield.

The cigarettes shipped from Korea are all specially made cigarettes. It is a good cigarette with a filter. Such cigarettes are too hard to find.

You must know that before most of their cigarettes were rolled by themselves, that kind of cigarette is not good at all. The papers used are all newspapers they find themselves, and the leaflets and tobacco are all made by them. It's quite difficult to extract. But cigarettes are indeed a good thing, and they can temporarily relieve the pain on the battlefield.

Many people are gone. Their heads were empty, and they couldn't remember who was gone. Many recruits passed by in a flash, and then they disappeared. The living have to fight. Stick to their position, the logistics supply is a little bit better, they can also be happy, but they know that the above will not be good to you for no reason. At the very least, many things, if you don't do well, naturally you won't get such good treatment. With such good treatment, it is necessary to fight and continue to fight.

Sartosa watched the veteran enjoy cigarettes. He was eating toffee. He felt that even the best things were not as good as toffee. At the very least, this thing could make him temporarily forget about hunger. Not only that, they can do many other things to accomplish such things, such as chewing. This is what they find interesting. Your mouth can still move and smell, which means you are still alive. Drink some water and feel the coolness of the water. People, the feeling of being alive is really good.

"Swish." Just as they relaxed. The Shaman’s shells hit again. All people hid. The shells came quickly from the beginning. It comes with heavy artillery.

"Boom. Boom." Satusha reacted quickly, and he felt that those shells seemed to be able to hit his atrium.

"Boom." A shell hit near them, and he could feel the sound of the attack from the shell, and the pressure felt really uncomfortable. The oppression makes them too uncomfortable. If they continue to bombard like this, they may be hit, but fortunately the shells will spread out soon. The smell of gunpowder smoke is everywhere in the tunnel. The smell of tobacco is gone.

"Boom." After the attack, the shell suddenly stopped. The whole process seemed less than a blink of an eye, but what they didn't know was that it had been five minutes.

Sartosa's head kept humming. He doesn't know what's wrong. In short, there are many places where he can't feel the situation. Even he thinks that many situations will cause him some unfavorable situation, and he doesn't know what's wrong. In short, the situation is not much better than he thought.

Satusha wanted to go out, but he felt that something was wrong. Could it be that the rest have too few shells. Are they reluctant to shoot? He found something very strange.

"Be careful, don't come out, the enemy may have a second attack." The experienced veteran shouted loudly. The same is true for military officers, except that some recruits are dispatched. They are forward observation posts. If the enemy initiates an attack and appears, they will immediately attack and attack the opponent.

"Swish." Sure enough, after waiting for five minutes, the shell came again, this time even more violently. Cannonballs fell on their heads like raindrops, roaring, and the recruits covered their ears in fear, and their legs kept shaking. If it weren't for the huge explosion, he might still hear the sound of teeth breaking. , This kind of sound is very unpleasant. It's upsetting.

"Boom. Boom." I don't know when the bombardment stopped, and Sartosa felt a headache, and then became confused. He just felt shaken. It was very uncomfortable. He felt that the digested toffee water would be spit out at once. Under such a situation, he himself didn’t know what else would happen to deal with such situations. In short, In such a situation, he felt that many things were far better than he had imagined when they were good. In such a situation, many of their things are extremely unfavorable.

"Quick, come out, quickly, go back to your post, quickly, go to the front." The officer came in and shouted loudly. Satusha also came out in a dazed manner. He was holding a weapon and felt his head still dizzy. He ran with some people, and there was a lot less people. When he walked past a shelter, he saw It was bombed there. There was still smoke, but there were still people buried inside, bleeding. It is estimated that it will not work. There is an arm not far away, and there is a cigarette **** on it, and the cigarette is not exhausted. On the battlefield, it takes luck to survive.

"Hurry up." The officer urged. Many people ran to the trenches. Sartosa, who reached the position, stuffed all the toffee in his pocket into his mouth, because he saw the death on the way. There are too many veterans. He didn't know how much he could survive, maybe not many people could survive, but it was very good to survive one. In short, he still needs such things, and even he feels that under such a situation, he feels that he should do a lot. He thought of such places. If he can do such things, the situation may get better.

"Boom boom." Satusha was attracted by the huge roar and the creak of a metal. He saw what they didn't want to see most, tanks, also called armored fighting vehicles. That kind of thing, the bullet in his hand is basically ineffective to him, and their attacks are easily knocked out.

"Gudong." Satusha knew that this battle was difficult. Because the enemy armored tanks are all taken out. They didn't have the mood to continue fighting at all. Even, they felt that they were defeated in this battle.

"Take both hands and arms, point the fire, and move. Kill the infantry behind. Never let the infantry come up." The officer shouted anxiously. The officer knew very well how to deal with these armored vehicles, hand guns, and blasts. However, there is a prerequisite for all of this, that is, they must kill the opponent's infantry, otherwise, it will be very troublesome to let the opponent's infantry rush over and fight with them together with the armored fighting vehicle.

Soon some veterans came out with their arms up and down, and they tied more hands together. This is their most powerful way of fighting. There is also a blasting bag. Some refit several guns so that they can deal with those tanks.

"Tututu. Tutu." The firepower point kept firing. They mainly attacked the infantry behind. They knew that bullets hitting the tank would only make a clinking sound, which was useless and had no benefit. What they need to do is to shoot, keep shooting, and only keep shooting can stabilize them. Otherwise, they can't do anything.

"Suddenly." Bullets kept firing out. But most of it was blocked by tanks.

"Boom." A shell came over. A firepower point was knocked out, and Satusha saw that there was only red blood there. What was going on did not seem to be very good. When encountering such a thing, how could something good happen? It is simply the most wonderful thing.

"Move, move, move, flanks, attack their flanks." The officer shouted loudly, and then grabbed the shooter and guided them to the flanks. Only the firepower of the flanks can avoid those armored tanks. Then shoot the infantry behind. As long as the infantry is blocked, other things will be easier.

The firepower point keeps moving, and the armored vehicles move quickly. The flying bullets suppressed them and couldn't lift their heads. This is very annoying. But they can't help it.

An veteran tried to throw a hand, but he was shot in the body and lay down on the ground. The hand ** also exploded.

The armored fighting vehicles are still approaching. All people are nervous.

"Tututu. Tutututu. Tututu." Just then. They heard the sound of intensive firepower. This sound was very crisp and made him sound very good. Even he thought it was all too good. The sound of dada da da da da da da da slammed out the infantry that the opponent was following behind. The armored tanks are being mobilized to deal with those firepower points. They must protect the safety of the infantry. If there is no infantry, they have a lot of things. It's not easy to proceed.

"Boom." The armored tanks quickly aimed and fired. Then, they launched an offensive. The flanks were greatly suppressed. At the same time, the veterans climbed out of the trenches with a lot of hands on their backs, and they quietly drilled. Get under the armored vehicle.

With a huge explosion, the armored tanks stopped advancing with a red flame, and thick smoke came out, but the enemy had more armored tanks, and they were still advancing.

"Damn it. Kill you. Kill you. Boom." The explosion kept coming out, but the destructive power of the hands was still too limited.

A veteran was smoking a cigarette with a leisurely look, and he tied more hands to himself. A recruit rushed out with his arms in his arms, but was quickly blown to death. The tank rushed through their trenches, and their backs were handed over to the veterans, as well as their lower abdomen. There are the weakest places.

"Boom." With a loud noise, the tank was blown up. But the veteran was also killed.

Sartosa ran around. Is he running away? He didn't know, but this kind of battle was too fierce. They simply cannot launch a more violent attack on the enemy.

Although they also dealt with some tanks, the enemy had more, and their infantry was still behind.

"Retreat, retreat." A second lieutenant shouted helplessly, most of their officers were killed. The fire on the flanks was completely crushed by the opponent's tanks and armored vehicles, and their bones were gone. The battle was too tragic. But they still have to accept such a result. I really don't know why this kind of war continues. The line of defense was breached in this way. Under the attack of the armored tanks, they have no defensive ability, and even they can't effectively resist the opponent's attack. It's really miserable.