A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 210 Everyone takes the lead!

Seeing a target that was blown away once, the logistics staff responsible for placing the target were so angry that they cursed!
In previous tank biathlons, the targets were disposable!

But no one has ever loaded a high-explosive grenade!
A solid cannonball was ejected, leaving a hole in the target, proving that it hit the target!
Therefore, the logistics person responsible for placing the targets immediately raised the sign in his hand.

red card!

There are three kinds of brands: red, yellow and green. The green card means passing the project test and entering the next test project.

A yellow card means that points need to be deducted according to some rules when calculating the total score!
Red card, no points deduction required!
Because there is no point!

Regarding the red card for logistics, Mo Yu didn't care at all and filmed the tragic scene of the target after the attack in the live broadcast room.

The power lever moved slightly to drive the tank into the preparation area.

Carry out a project to simulate the end of the battle and quickly replenish supplies.

Jiutong and Li Ge became coolies and were thrown out of the tank to drag cables and shells.

Mo Yu asked for rewards in the live broadcast room.

"Come on, come on! Brothers! Shoot a rocket! I'll fire a cannon!"

"A 150-meter high-explosive grenade! One shot can destroy dozens of miles!"

However, no matter how much he begged for rewards, the netizens in the live broadcast room were holding on to their wallets!
Even the little red flowers given for signing in at Station D are gone!
Damn it!
Cursing inwardly, Mo Yu pointed the camera at the M1A2-SEP on the field.

This tank is from America.

Fellows from West Asia see the most!
As a native of the Dragon Kingdom, this was the first time Mo Yu saw her as a eldest girl getting on the sedan chair.

"I'll give you a live shot of M1A2-SEP! Remember to give it a like!"

——"Like? It's impossible to like. You can only live by watching the live broadcast by relying on free prostitution!"

——"By the way, aren't you afraid that the other party will suddenly turn its gun and give you a shot?"

——"Then let's see who has the faster cannon!"

——"It doesn't have to be so troublesome. All you need is the big brother to hold the M1A2's first shell!"

--"why?"

——"As America's main battle tank, the M1A2 is not equipped with an automatic loader! The reason is to temper the soldiers!"

——"And the big brother's tank is an electromagnetic gun! The speed of the cannon ejecting from the chamber is much greater than that of the M1A2! Basically there is no way to hide! You only need to withstand the first shot, and the rest is a unilateral defeat by the big brother!"

——"Nothing to say!"

——"What's more, except for the eldest brother, everyone else should be using reduced ordinary ammunition! They are used for teaching and have limited lethality!"

——"Aren't they afraid that the eldest brother will be in a bad mood?"

——"No!"

As the most powerful tank in the former Blue Star, the M1A2-SEP is worthy of its reputation.

Ten rounds of RPG with reduced ammunition were not blocked, and the RPG was allowed to hit the armor.

Explosive anti-armor takes effect.

In the explosions, the attacking RPG projectiles were knocked away!

After the explosion, there were only abrupt vacancies, indicating that there had been an explosive armor here.

扛住了RPG，M1A2-SPE的那门M-256型120毫米44倍径滑膛炮随着炮塔开始转动。

Aim for the first target.

An M865 armor-piercing bullet hit the target just placed by the logistics team.

There is no smoke and dust all over the sky, just a hole.

Inside the tank, Evans, the loader responsible for loading the shells, held the shells in his hands and stared at the tail of the gun, counting silently.

The last number in his mouth fell, the breech of the gun popped open, and the loaded cartridge case was ejected.

He took a step forward and stuffed the cannonball in his hand into the barrel.

The gunner grabbed the loading lever next to him and pushed the shell forward.

Then he picked up the cartridge on the other side again and stuffed it into the barrel.

When the loading lever is pushed hard, the breech block automatically rebounds and blocks the rear door of the cannon.

Evans shouted with all his strength, and the veins on his neck popped out one by one, making his black skin shine!
"Filled!"

The auxiliary shooting system has locked on the target, and the gunner pressed the trigger without hesitation.

boom!
The gun rebounded under the action of recoil and spit out its empty cartridge.

Evans and Gunner repeat the action again!

15 minutes!

All ten targets were hit!
Hearing the joyful voice of the commander, Evans and the gunner looked at each other, clenched their fists and smashed them at each other.The driver controlled the tank and stopped next to Mo Yu.

The third one to come on stage was T-90.

As soon as the tank came out, the logistics personnel responsible for placing the targets immediately replaced them with the largest targets.

As soon as the target came out, the netizens in the live broadcast room couldn't sit still.

——"Holy shit! Is this why we shout friendship first and competition second?"

——"Just get used to it! They want to sell tanks!"

——"Isn't this bid-rigging?"

——"Yes, and there's nothing you can do against him!"

At the same time, the T-90 also ushered in the baptism of RPG.

However, I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but the flying speed of this RPG is a little slow!
——"Am I dazzled? I feel like this RPG is a bit slow!"

——"My eyes are dazzled! Normally I can't see RPG!"

——"So, it's not normal?"

——"Shh! Just know it!"

The T-90 passed the first project without any danger and stopped on the other side of Mo Yu.

Commander Timokov stuck his head out and smiled provocatively at the M1A2 commander.

Then he looked at the gun barrel above Mo Yu's head with an envious look.

150mm electromagnetic gun!

Can launch high-explosive grenades!Armor-piercing bullets!

Caliber is justice!Range is the truth!
It’s fast!After seeing the videos taken by those people, this tank can actually compete with a car racing at full speed on the road!
This is my dream love!

Timokov's envy did not attract Mo Yu's attention!
Because another heavyweight player has appeared!
Blessed Merkava!

After observing with the telescope for a while, Mo Yu turned to look at Timokov.

"When did this thing arrive? Why didn't I see it?"

Timokov, who was looking at 59-G, heard the question and reached out to wipe his saliva.

He glanced back at Merkava casually.

Spread your hands.

"Those who arrived later were not allowed to participate in the first round of marching because of technical problems!"

"After all, such rubbish stuff is rare!"

"There were also a few others who were brought over by train because of problems with the driver."

As he spoke, Merkava entered the shooting area.

As soon as I entered, I was greeted by ten rounds of RPG.

This Merkava learned the operation of the M1A2 and did not maneuver to avoid it.

Instead, he stopped the tank, stood there, and took 10 RPG rounds.

However, the explosive anti-armor on the tank had no effect.

The active defense system didn't work either!
The 10 rounds were minus propellant, and they were solid RPGs. Some of them got stuck in the gaps in the tank.

Some hit the armor on their own and bounced to the ground.

After falling to the ground, it was still beating.

It seems to be mocking the tank.

In the next shooting session, the tank could only stop and shoot!

One shot, one move.

Look down on others and be unable to complain!
After this tank came the 59-G and 00A of the Dragon Kingdom.

This tank is like a programmer in a hurry to get off work.

Move fast!

By the time the last tank was finished, it was already noon.

Taking advantage of the time before lunch break, Andreev announced the events for the next competition!

"50 kilometers formation penetration!"

(End of this chapter)