C242 He Can't Stop Himself from Courting Death
C242 He Can't Stop Himself from Courting Death
When he let this L People get on the carriage, the warrior was unwilling. However, as a soldier, his duty was to obey orders. He could only bring this L People up the carriage. Who knew... This L People was indeed restless!
Although the 59 tank was relatively old, its cross-country speed was not slow either. The warrior leaned against his legs and chased for a while. The distance between them was getting bigger and bigger. They were about to enter the firing range of the live ammunition. And so... He could only stop, squat down, and breathe heavily.
"Quick, quickly report to the superior." Behind him, the others also caught up. They were all so tired that they couldn't catch their breath. He panted a few times, and then shouted towards Company Commander.
Company Commander shook his head. "No, we do not have a way to contact them."
As the Blue Army, there was a radio in their tank, but now that they had jumped off the tank, there was no way to contact them.
If they continued to run forward, it would be the area where the bullets were fired. Going there was simply courting death. Going around the practice area? It would take him a few hours to run to the drill headquarters with his legs by the time he reached the drill headquarters. The crossfire here had long ended.
Since this L People wanted him to seek death, then there was nothing they could do about it!
Ivanov did not feel that he was courting death. In his eyes, this was a good opportunity, a good opportunity to let him truly feel the true level of the Leopard-2 tank!
On this side, the Blue Army's tanks were still lined up in neat rows. They separated and pushed forward, but there was no one in the tank. It was completely like a zombie tank.
In the earpiece, the voice of the drill headquarters could be heard. "Blue Army, pay attention. Blue Army, pay attention. If there are any who haven't jumped out of the car, please jump out of the car immediately. The live shooting will start immediately. The live shooting will start immediately!"
This was unilateral. There was no need to answer. If they heard the answer at this time, it meant that there were still people who hadn't jumped out.
Unless there were people who were courting death. They were clearly in the car, but they just didn't want to get out.
Under normal circumstances, this kind of situation wouldn't happen. But now, no one would have thought that there would be a person who was courting death in a corner of the Blue Army's formation.
Ivanov raised his binoculars, although he was in the third row. Because the formation of the tanks was very sparse. So... His field of vision was not too blocked... Now... He could clearly see the Leopard-2 tank that was coming over.
This tank's body was tall. If one looked from the front, it was directly facing the thick cannon barrel. It really made one feel afraid. That was the symbol of firepower, the largest caliber of tank gun in the west!
Ivanov carefully adjusted his binoculars. From the scale inside, he could see the distance between the two parties.
Now, it was already three thousand meters. Soon, it would be two thousand meters. Could they fire at two thousand meters?
Leopard-2 tank.
In the past, when they were in the 59 tanks, the communication between the passengers had to rely on roars. Only by sending a communication device through the throat could the sound be transmitted out. However, in the Leopard-2, there was no need.
The Leopard-2 was using a tank helmet, and the sound was just around the corner of its mouth. He could speak at any time. Although the engine power behind the helmet was as high as 1,500 horsepower, the soundproofing was quite good. Only a very small amount of noise could be heard from the front.
Even Liu Minggaang's orders did not need to be so loud.
"Attention, armor-piercing bullets, load!"
Following his orders, the loading hand inside the bumpy tank hugged the DM13 APFSDS and stuffed it into the barrel of the cannon.
Compared to the previous 59 tanks, the rest of the people were more energy-saving. After all, with the improvement of automation, it could be very easy for them. However, for the filling hands, this was not the case.
Its ammunition was almost twice as heavy as the previous 59 tanks' ammunition! It had almost reached the limit of the filling hands' stamina!
Therefore, when they were selected to join the vehicle group, there were people who gave their opinions and decided to recruit new filling hands!
Filling hands did not require any skills. As long as they had strength, it was fine. Training was very simple.
The previous 59 tanks, because of the narrow space inside, were all small. It was the same for filling hands. He was not even 1.6 meters tall!
The lower one's height, the weaker one's physical strength would naturally be. There was no doubt about it. The current Leopard-2 tank, even if it was recruiting 1.75 meters soldiers, would not have any problem. This way, moving the cannonballs would be easier.
This suggestion was strongly opposed by the filling hands. In order to show that they had enough physical strength, they trained every day. They raised cannonballs whenever they had nothing to do, and finally used their own actions to prove their abilities. They stayed in the tank.
Who wouldn't be willing to come to the Leopard-2 tank? If you want to chase us out of the tank at this time, no way!
If it was a long period of rapid shooting, the strength of the filling hands might not be able to keep up. But now, the target only has a total of thirty plus of them, so it definitely wouldn't be a problem.
"Fill it up." The load holder shouted loudly.
"Attention, target in front. Distance: 25,000. Prepare to fire!" Liu Minggaang shouted.
Hearing Liu Minggaang's shout, Chief Launcher immediately began to fiddle with the equipment in front of him.
To any gunner, the first step was to measure the distance. Only by knowing how far the distance between the two parties was could one know how high the tank gun was adjusted to.
In the past, a tank used the simplest visual principle to measure the distance. On their own aiming tool, there was a line. When they saw the opponent's tank, the width of the tank took up a few grids, and it could be calculated according to the ratio.
This measuring distance required one to know the exact width of the opponent's tank in advance, and Tankers's computing ability would also be very powerful. Therefore, most of the time, it would be calculated, and the error would be as high as a hundred meters.
And now, at the top of the Leopard-2 tank, there was the laser range finder of the Purple Aluminum Garnet. A Laser Beam that was invisible to the naked eye was shot out, spreading at the speed of light. Almost instantly, it hit the tank on the opposite side and then reflected back. It was displayed on the lower part of Chief Launcher's scope.
"Distance: 2,480 meters." Chief Launcher shouted loudly. At the same time, the number computer of the General Electric's Delusion Wind Root Company began to decrypt at a high speed.
In less than a second, all the parameters were taken into consideration, including the distance of the target, diagonal angle of the vehicle, the direction of the target's movement, horizontal wind, and ballistic trajectory. The calculations had been completed.
After the calculation of the fire control computer, the tank's barrel had automatically started to rotate and raise, aiming at Chief Launcher's EMES15.
Compared to the previous operations, everything was now automated.
"Aim complete." Chief Launcher shouted.
"Fire!"
Following the order to fire, Chief Launcher fiercely stepped on the trigger.