The light blue flames burned a few seconds before the seemingly indestructible steel surface of the tank, except for the Black Hawk wounded soldiers tied to both sides of the tank, who could scream in fear through the temperature of the steel's extremely strong thermal conductivity, there were not many Black Hawks who felt that they were too threatening.

But no one would have thought that a flame burning on steel would extend under the steel. Liquor is a liquid and can flow, and the flames also flow with it, because the tank processing technology of this era was relatively rough, and the sheet metal gap was very large. Through the gaps in the steel, the flames flowed into the engine wrapped in steel. Almost as the smoke rose, the flame suddenly exploded.

The heart that supported the steel beast to move forward and backward---the various oils in the engine became accomplices of the flames. It would definitely take no more than five seconds, and the flames soaring into the sky exploded on this tank. Almost in the blink of an eye, all the Black Hawks had no time to react, and the entire tank was swallowed by the raging fire!

What determines the intensity of combustion is no longer the high-level liquor used as a fire trigger, but the oil carried by the tank itself. The violent flames generate a lot of heat in a short period of time. The steel shell of the tank is an excellent thermal conductor. So in just over a dozen seconds, the temperature inside and outside the tank's compartment rose sharply!

The three Black Hawk Empire tank soldiers in the car immediately screamed loudly!

However, what is more fatal than high temperatures is the suffocation caused by oxygen depletion!

The white wine and oil flowing into the tank compartment were carrying a raging fire, so the oxygen in the compartment was quickly exhausted. The poor three tank soldiers didn't even have time to run out, so they suffocated on their throats. The real cause of their death was not burned, but because of thick smoke and lack of oxygen, which caused suffocation.

Of course, compared to the three tank soldiers who were suffocated to death in the carriage and then burned into slag, the few seriously injured Black Hawk Army soldiers tied outside the tank were much more unlucky. They still had air to breathe, but the steel that was scorched by the flames became their deadliest soldering iron.

It was like slices of meat placed in a baking tray, and the "sizzling" sound of roasting mixed with the desperate wails of the wounded Black Hawk Empires made all the remaining infantrymen in the Black Hawk Army creepy. Seeing their colleagues cooked by the steel and flames that suddenly increased in temperature would become a nightmare that they would never have lost in their lives.

Perhaps they will be insulated from barbecue food for life, especially when they see the grilled meat kebabs flashing with a greasy color and emitting an attractive fragrance.

For twenty seconds, they were stunned as they watched the tanks fall into a terrible burning, and they also smelled the unforgettable fragrance in their lives.

Of course, if you want to have nightmares in the future, you will no longer eat barbecue, as long as you have to live now.

The sudden increase in temperature made no one dare to stand ten meters around the tank, and no one went to put out the fire. The terrible temperature made the Black Hawk infantry wisely leave far away and ran back along the street corner immediately under the leadership of Ma Shu.

When the flame suddenly rose above his imagination on the surface of the 94 tank, the experienced Ma Shu understood that the 94 tank was finished and his biggest reliance was gone. If he didn't leave, he might not have the chance to leave.

Even, he didn't even have time to shoot the kingdom prisoners after the tank cart, so he roared "Retreat!" and ran forward first.

Sure enough, when Ma Shu was running wildly with the Black Hawk Empire, gunfire sounded on both sides of Zhongshan Road Street, like a blow-out bean, shooting at the Black Hawk Army, which had lost all its courage.

That was the remaining 30 infantry platoon under Qingpi. The terrible machine guns of the 94 tank were photographed. The security regiment soldiers hiding in the houses on both sides of Zhongshan Road Street could only watch the terrible tank dragging their companions away in pain. But now, the tanks began to burn miraculously, and the Black Hawks began to escape...

Even though they knew that there would be a 60% chance of death, they might not be able to do it, but it would be fine to hit the dog in the water, even if their marksmanship was not very good.

Facts have proved that when the courage had dissipated, the "strongest division on the surface" was just a group of stray dogs. In the inaccurate hunting and shooting of the soldiers of the Kingdom, Ma Shu and his once extremely arrogant soldiers could only run away with their heads and not even a decent counterattack. Some security soldiers even ventured out of the shop, holding rifles at the gate and shooting at the Black Hawk Army, who had already run out for seventy or eighty meters, without turning around and firing.

They did not even get into the deep alleys to avoid the endless gunfire behind them. Compared with the labyrinth-like alleys, they would rather gamble about the inaccurate shooting skills of the soldiers in the Kingdom behind them, even as the gunfire sounded, one companion after another fell on the way to retreat wildly.

"It was an escape road full of shame and blood, giving up glory." Ma Shu recorded such a diary title in his post-war marching diary. Except for himself, no one knew what kind of mood the lieutenant captain of the 18th Infantry Team of the 11th Infantry Battalion of the 13th Infantry Regiment of the Sixth Division wrote such a sentence.

The only thing that can prove that he was humiliated as the commander of the squad was that when he escaped from Zhongling Pizhou Road and returned to the brigade's formation in a retreat, the 18th Infantry Squad, including him, had only 8 people left. Only 52 full infantry squad survived, with a combat loss rate of up to 85%.

Only deaths were made in battle, no wounded.

Perhaps only the Black Hawk Army captain and the seven soldiers under his command who survived death and still looked horrified, knew that except for the few Black Hawk Army wounded soldiers who were barbecued by the flames caused by the terrible moor bottle on the tank, all those injured were cruelly abandoned by them on the way to evacuation.

Any unbearable situation may have caused the entire infantry squad to be destroyed. This is the only reason why Lieutenant Ma Shu comforted himself, otherwise he would have difficulty falling asleep all night.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading!"Ma Shu, save me, I still want to go back to the island to see my mother!" The wailing sound of Chen Xiang, who is only 20 years old in the infantry squad, always lingering in Ma Shu's ears.

Ma Shu no longer remembers how he answered the young soldier who was shot in the leg. Perhaps, only when he wrote the diary title but could not write the content, he would remember that he didn't even look back and continued to run wildly without any sympathy.

Leaving here alive is the only obsession among all the 18th Infantry Squad. The so-called glory of the Black Hawk Empire Army, the bravery of the Sixth Division, the friendship between the comrades of life and death, and the friendship between the fellow countrymen, is no longer important.

The ending of the wounded soldier who was thrown on the retreat is already conceivable. The gunshots of the pistols have basically not lasted for long before they were silent. The terrifying 20-round bomb-capacity muffle gun of the terrible Zhouhui Guo-style 20 rounds will basically not give the Imperial soldiers any chance to have the rifle that was once extremely proud of in this close-range shooting duel.

The 18th Infantry Team, which abandoned glory and forgot shame, succeeded. Although the combat loss rate was as high as 85%, it was already the lowest among the four infantry teams that entered the residential houses outside the West City as vanguards. The infantry team with the highest combat loss rate was only two people able to withdraw from the terrible residential houses.

As the supreme commander of the Sixth Division's attack on the west gate of Huangsu City, Major General Gu Tian glanced at the remaining vanguards who were already in a state of despair and no more than 20 people, and his face was hard to see.

You should know that under his order, the vanguard troops sent were as high as 200 people, and they also had heavy weapons such as a 94 tank, two infantry cannons and two heavy machine guns. In addition, the grenade launchers owned by each infantry squad, even if they encountered a regular army of the Kingdom of an infantry battalion, they were enough to fight.

However, in just one hour, only one tenth of it was left.

Moreover, the kingdoms involved in the attack did not use any heavy weapons.
Chapter completed!