Chapter 63: Joining the Battle (Three)

  Gou Sheng, no, Wang Hu, finally knew what it means to be a chief of staff during this period. Obviously, he has now entered the role. Feeling that his chief of staff is not doing a good job, let's start learning from the battle. The most important thing now is to shoot down several incoming planes.

  At this time, it was not only Wang Hu who had this idea, but also Li Chen. He saw the tank that Wang Hu was in charge of driving away, and as a combat team leader, how could he fall behind?

  "Uncle, let's also drive the tank out." Another tank drove out with a twist and turn, but it didn't go far before it stopped urgently. Why? The plane arrived! So on the battlefield, there was such a scene: one tank in front, one in the middle, while other tanks that were about to move also stopped because of the arrival of the plane.

  This reminds Yang Wei of those classic math problems from his previous life, such as the current variation: A and B are moving towards each other, what is A's speed, what is B's speed, and how far apart are they? When will the two meet?

  And this shooting down the plane can be applied to this question, and it is the most obvious one. Although at this time, the little partners cannot accurately calculate the speed of the two, the relationship between the two has already been there. It's not necessary to shoot down the plane with a single bullet, just need to understand some principles of pre-emptive angle, so that the plane becomes a turtle in a jar.

  "Rrrzzzz..." Several P-51 Mustangs had already begun their dive, but suddenly they found that the anti-aircraft guns below were aimed at them. Unfortunately, it was too late.

  "Machine guns, machine guns high!" Only the pilot's terrified cry was left in the air, and the two planes in front were hit by machine guns one after another, pulling black smoke down to the ground. However, before being hit, these two planes had a clear intention of rising into the air. Therefore, the plane behind knew that something was wrong with the plane in front, so it quickly pulled up its head, allowing the bullets to pass tightly along its belly. That's how this pilot also broke out in a cold sweat. If he had been a little slower, he would have been destroyed like the two planes in front, and even his own life would have been gone.

  The little partners now have eight planes on their account.

  "Boom, boom!" Two massive explosions appeared behind the mountain. "Oh." A burst of cheers erupted from the position, while the planes in the air circled a few times before reluctantly flying away. It was too dangerous below, with about twenty tanks staring at them menacingly, and judging by the precision of the anti-aircraft guns down there, they really didn't dare to take risks and come down for bombing, let alone use cannons. All these were actions that required low altitude, even if it was just dropping bombs from high altitude, those below would likely have dodged early on.

  "Pass the order to the comrades in front, let them open a few tanks one by one, let the soldiers learn to drive tanks, and also let them teach the soldiers the trick of controlling machine guns."

  Suddenly, Yang Wei had an idea. He wanted to help Xu Tuanzhang build a tank team. Otherwise, these tanks would be wasted here. The ammunition and supplies that were not bombed by the US Air Force were all good things. If they were thrown away, it would be a waste. The volunteers were the smartest people in the world. If they were allowed to learn about the computerized or automated command tanks of later generations, they might not be able to learn them. But now these most primitive mechanical devices were too simple for them. Moreover, with the command of this group of young partners, they were a group of fearless children.

  "Xiao Yang, what's going on?" Commander Xu asked from the side, he saw that the battle in front of the position had stopped, but those tanks were driving out one after another, at first they were shaking and swaying, then they became more and more stable, and some comrades also ran from one tank to another.

  Before the enemy launched their next charge, all twenty tanks had returned. "Report to the battalion commander, all twenty tanks have assembled, please instruct, tankman Li Dahu."

  "Ah, good, good, good, Xiaoxue niece, thank you for this, it was you who helped us build a tank team. Perhaps this is not the first tank team in our country, but this is the first tank team to be formed on the battlefield of Korea."

  Commander Xu was so excited that he didn't know what to say. Based on past combat experience, the tank and cars they captured were not allowed to be blown up by the enemy. They would dismantle everything that could be dismantled and then blow them up. Now, it's good that neither the enemy nor their own people blew them up, but instead trained a batch of drivers, even tank crew members.

  "Wang Hu, how is it? Have they all learned?" "Yes, Captain, they have all learned. We even taught them to have two drivers for each tank, and they can also use machine guns and tank cannons. They just need some experience, but that's all up to their future development."

  This naturally still can't be without Xia Xue's existence, and she sees her taking out those certificates and the like again, and it's unknown how many papers she brought, and this time forty tank operator certificates were issued.

  This time, on the back of the driver's license, the words "tank" were marked, and the rest was basically the same, but those serial numbers started from 0001 again. This is a tank driving license, although it doesn't say "car driving license" in front, but this can be clearly seen, right? Xia Xue was very pleased after opening these certificates, leaving her mark on the battlefield, and she was naturally happy to know that this team was hers.

  With tanks, it's really easy to fight defensively, which makes the soldiers in the trenches behind complain that these tank troops have taken care of all the enemies and they're just standing there with nothing to do, but they're getting anxious.

  At this time, the Southern Army's division was indeed a bit unlucky. How did they encounter the "Little Devil" battle team? They had previously clashed with the volunteer army, but then disappeared from view and were blown away by tank fire from a distance. What's more unfortunate is that both the tanks and the previous cars were equipped with excessive ammunition, which was enough for them to use for several days.