Military Industry: On the eve of the Anti-Eagle War, unlock the skills of a strong country

Maxim didn't know what happened in the last air battle.

It’s all MacArthur’s fault. He had been suppressing the fact that his four Mustang fighter planes were captured last time.

The only announcement to the outside world was that it was shot down by artillery.

As a five-star general, how could he possibly admit to such a shame?

Otherwise, Maxim would not have thought that they could win in the sky.

He just didn't know when the bombers would arrive, but he knew that his situation was very grim.

My tank is basically useless now.

The rabbit tanks were about to rush over and capture their positions, and there were tens of thousands of infantry following behind.

Maxim was suddenly panicked.

If their position is taken away, how can they fight?

Before the bombers arrived, they were simply unable to withstand such an impact.

He then remembered that they were anti-tank equipment.

Bazooka.

It was used to fight tanks in Europe in the past.

They just started to think that their tanks could crush the opponent, so they didn't take them out.

Now it seems that this can't defeat the opponent's tank at all.

It's time to take out the rocket launcher.

Seeing that the situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable, Maxim shouted at the top of his lungs: "Bring up all the bazookas and concentrate your firepower on bombing those tanks."

"I just don't believe it. These tanks and bazookas can't even hit them."

The bazooka rocket is a light anti-tank weapon developed by the Eagle Sauce in early 42. It was named because of its appearance which resembles a cylindrical bazooka instrument.

It adopts shoulder-launched method to launch M6 rockets with a direct firing distance of 100 meters, a maximum range of 370 meters, and an armor-piercing thickness of 76 mm. The rocket is loaded from the rear of the launch tube and requires two people to operate simultaneously, one to load the rocket and the other to launch.

In S2, it really played an important role.

If Zhang Tian were here, he would definitely give Maxim a thorough explanation.

This 76mm armor-piercing rocket launcher cannot penetrate it.

It is suggested that they speed up the Stinger's individual missile.

This might be of some use.

Maxim gave the order and the Eagle-Sauce soldiers began to execute it in a hurry. Each of them carried a heavy bazooka and quickly looked for a suitable shooting position.

Then he quickly loaded the ammunition, took aim, and looked nervously at the tank opposite.

"emission!"

With an order, rockets whizzed out, carrying their last hope.

If they can't beat this, then they have no other choice.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" Rockets streaked across the sky, leaving long trails of flame and shot towards the tank formation.

The sound of explosions continued one after another.

I don’t know if it was because the American soldiers were nervous, but most of the rockets either exploded next to the tanks, raising a cloud of dust, or passed directly past the tanks, causing no substantial damage at all.

There are also lucky ones.

Fortunately, one of the rockets hit a tank on the Rabbit's side. A huge explosion sounded and flames shot into the sky.

The explosion gave Maxim a glimmer of hope. He stared at the tank closely, hoping that it would be destroyed by his own rocket launcher.

Still disappointed him.

The tank just paused for a moment, then continued to move forward, and its gun fired shells again towards its own position.

"Fuck..., keep firing! Don't stop!" Maxim was angry and shouted wildly.

The Eagle Sauce soldiers kept loading and firing.

Just like a robot, they numbly carried out the orders of their superiors.

However, as time went on, their movements became slower and slower, and their eyes were filled with despair.

This can't be defeated at all.

The smoke on the battlefield was getting thicker and thicker, and the choking smell made it difficult to breathe. The smoke from the rocket explosions and the exhaust from the tank engines intertwined together, forming a chaotic scene.

Another round of rockets was fired, but still no obvious effect was achieved. After the explosion, the rabbit tanks continued to move forward.

Getting closer and closer to the position.

Maxim's eyes were red, and he felt unwilling as he watched the scene in front of him.

Since the war began, whenever they encountered rabbits, they were beaten to a pulp.

Is this a curse from Satan?

Maxim let out a long sigh. It seemed like they were powerless to turn the battle around, but as a commander, he couldn't give up easily.

But there is no other way.

Finally, the soldiers on the Eagle Sauce side could not withstand such pressure and began to show signs of collapse.

Someone dropped the rocket launcher and turned around to escape from this hellish battlefield.

It can't be beaten, it can't be beaten at all.

If you continue fighting, you will lose your life.

The tanks came up, and the ones behind them also rushed up, so they had only one way to go.

I just don't know whether I'm going to heaven or hell.

Seeing this, Maxim pulled out his pistol angrily and shouted at the soldiers who wanted to escape: "The Marines never retreat. I will shoot anyone who dares to retreat!"

Thanks to Maxim's deterrent power, the Eagle-Sauce soldiers were able to barely stabilize the situation.

Just as I was about to start boosting morale, there were sudden roars from the sky.

Looking up, dozens of American bombers appeared in the sky, swooping down towards the battlefield with great momentum.

Maxim's eyes suddenly lit up again.

This time, we can't be defeated.

The Eagle bomber flew over in a dive, and bombs fell like raindrops, raising huge smoke and flames on the ground.

It caused considerable casualties all at once.

There was chaos on the battlefield and the originally orderly offensive rhythm was disrupted.

Seeing this, Li Aiguo quickly ordered the team to retreat and stop charging.

He turned around and shouted, "Yang Jiaming, where are our anti-aircraft guns? Why don't you put them out?"

Yang Jiaming smiled bitterly and said, "Leader, we're done. We've finished the attack just now."

"Damn it, you prodigal son." Li Aiguo was furious and kicked Yang Jiaming.

"So many shells, have you fired them all?"

Yang Jiaming said aggrievedly: "Leader, I didn't expect that the Eagle Sauce would send a plane over here."

"Besides, didn't you just shout, don't save the ammunition?"

Li Aiguo was so angry that he gritted his teeth and wanted to kick him back to Yangcheng.

Looking up at the sky, his brows were twisted into a shape of a "川" (river).

At this moment, a sharper whistling sound came from afar. Li Aiguo looked up and kicked Yang Jiaming.

He said with a smile: "Go away, and see how I deal with you when you go back."

Why was he happy? Their Tenth Master fighter jet came to join the battle.

This is the real light.