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  Chapter 91 Great Hidden in the World

  How to destroy a Renault ft17? People with a little military knowledge will definitely say that the track is broken, but the problem is that if on the battlefield, destroying the track of a tank will cause the crew to abandon the vehicle and escape. In non-wartime conditions, you can only break the track. Adding a little more burden to the enemy, a track piece is old and heavy, and even a strong man with a big waist and a big waist can't play it.

Therefore, Fisher did not attack the track. He chose to move his hands and feet inside the car, extend his mind, and open the Renault armor plate. Then Fisher, like a flexible monkey, got into the car. Make any noise.

The interior of the Renault tank is actually very small. Compared with the British Mark, France’s Saint Chamon, 2c and Germany’s later a7v heavy assault, it’s like a boxing lightweight boxer standing next to Tyson. Fisher first I took out my em1 plasma rifle, saw off the two operating rods that operated Renault to advance, and then gently welded the exterior together. Although it seemed to make no difference, when the driver started the tank, the operating rod It would be disconnected directly because of his actions, and then Fisher went to the gunner position, sights, smashed, artillery shells, this does not need to be smashed, Fisher stuffed all these 37mm high-explosive shells and grenade shells into his own. Ya Space, and then took out the 37mm wooden cannonballs made by the women of the Ali tribe to fill the vacancy. These cannonballs are painted with brass paint. Although they seem to be very flawed, once a battle occurs, the gunner will not Check carefully, at most curious, why the shells that I took out are not only so light, but also wet, because the time in Fisher's own subspace is stagnant, so the paint on these fake shells hasn't dried yet!

After finishing the artillery, Fisher went to another machine-gun armored vehicle, mg08 Maxim. This thing is a rare thing in later generations, and it is still produced by the German factory in World War I. Take it away and rebuild it when you go home. A museum!

In short, when Fisher slipped back into the tent, the Ottoman armored vehicle had already become an armored toy. It could be started, but there must be problems. Don’t even think about the guns. Fisher had already thought about it. At the moment when the Arab guerrillas attacked tomorrow, the Ottomans were jumping in popularity.

As for why we didn’t destroy these things, because the tank was considered a rarity at this time. When the Mark tank first appeared on the battlefield, it shocked Germany, so I did everything possible to get a lot of British tanks back. Draw an iron cross for use by our own troops (this batch of captured Mark tanks was also taken out of the museum by the Germans during the Battle of Berlin, and then flooded by the Soviet Red Army with heavy artillery)

  So as long as it can be captured, Fisher is also expecting that after taking the Ottoman stronghold, he will repair the tank and use it against the armored train!

   "Brother, your car is ready!" The Ottoman soldier standing guard opened the curtain and whispered.

   "Oh, thank you!" Fisher, who was wrapped in a turban, nodded and was about to go out. When the soldier saw the untouched can on the table, he reached out to pull Fisher.

   "Brother, bring your food!" In the end, the sentinel dragged Fisher's turban and pulled it off.

   "Gan!" After the two looked at each other for a second, Fisher's heavy fist hammered on the other's head with the sound of wind.

   picked up the sentinel who had passed out and threw it on the camp bed. Then Fisher left the armor repair yard without looking back.

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   "Zara, right!" As soon as Fisher stood on the machine gun position of the kft reconnaissance vehicle, a grenade fired by an Ottoman flew to the rear wiping the edge of the reconnaissance vehicle.

"Turn into the alley! Don't give them a chance to aim!" Mark Qin banged down a few Ottoman soldiers, then Fisher flicked his left hand, and seven or eight bullets shot from behind fell to the ground out of thin air. , In the chaotic battlefield environment, no one noticed this situation at all.

  Several Ottoman cavalry who mounted on horses to chase Fisher just rushed through the corner, and met several other Arab cavalry head-on. At the moment when the two sides were about to encounter, the Arab soldiers picked up the Louis light machine guns on their horses.

The entire Ottoman fortress was full of smoke. Relying on the route of Fisher's investigation, the Arab guerrillas who arrived in the early morning took advantage of the dust storm that was blown up when the sky was getting light. The scimitar has been cut over.

  So the leaderless Ottoman soldiers and Arabs fought together on the streets and lanes of the fortress, but it became clear that the Ottoman army that had lost command had no choice but to fight separately.

  Two Ottoman soldiers just picked up the knocked down Maxim machine gun, and then an Arab cavalry passed by, leaving only a smoking grenade.

Once Ottoman soldiers withdrew into the barracks to try to resist, there would be Arabs dropping the burning cow dung, and the billowing thick smoke directed the target for the infantry artillery that Fisher had worked so **** the hillside. There were even Arabs. The cavalry was more direct, throwing the grappling hook, hooking it on the wall, and pulling the house down.

  Explosion, gunfire, and fierce shouting and killing were intertwined, spreading far, far in the desert.

"Why haven't the armored forces arrived? They should have arrived at this time!" The remaining Ottoman soldiers can't wait to abrupt those unreliable friendly forces at this moment, but unfortunately, they can't do it, because their allies are already full. Surrender.

The Ottoman armored units that were going to rush to reinforce were already stupid. The driver pulled the control lever, but the control lever broke directly. The gunner picked up the shells and found that the shells had also been dropped. Not only did the machine guns disappear, but also the steering wheel. And the accelerator pedal also disappeared. They were in a mess when they were about to walk over to support the friendly forces. When a group of Arab cavalry emerged from behind their buttocks, the commander immediately dropped his weapon, fighting? How would you fight the cavalry in the plains without a machine gun? Take a bolt-action rifle?

  Half an hour after the launch of the raid, the last remaining Ottoman army was blown into the sky by a bunch of Arab soldiers with war-proof artillery and bunkers. Now, this fortress belongs to Fisher!

"Ali, where is the pigeon I want, I didn't kill it!" Before the car stopped, a beautiful harrier turned over and jumped out of the car to look at Ali, whose face was dark, and the latter was in his arms. There is a cooing Ottoman pigeon in between.

   "Yes, you don't know, the pigeon cage was almost picked up by a grenade. Fortunately, I reacted in time!" Ali smiled and touched the cooing pigeon, and handed it to Fisher.

   "Then what, after you use it up, are these pigeons no longer needed!"

  "Do you really want to eat this??"

   "No, I take it back to the tribe to raise and play!"

"Fuck, you have a lot of shit, go and pull all the artillery that can be used, and have the explosives arranged? There is nothing to do to repair the houses close to the railway. We will have to rely on it later. Come to the Wolf King!"

   "Yes! Go now!"

  (End of this chapter)