Boom!

With a deafening roar, the grenade exploded from the engine, and the explosion of flames and impacts instantly rushed into the interior of the chariot.

The originally dim and depressing carriage was illuminated by a sudden wave of heat and dazzling flashes, as if the entire chariot had instantly turned into a furnace of death.

The Japanese driver and gunner were now strangled by despair and fear.

Their eyes were no longer the arrogance of fire, but the shadow of fear and death.

Inside the carriage, the flames licked every inch of metal like an angry demon's tongue, melting and twisting them until they were burned.

The shells on the ammunition rack were also detonated one by one under the licking of flames.

The terrifying explosion ruthlessly tear up every inch of the tank's skin and also the fragile lives of the Japanese in the car.

The ammunition that was once used to invade and massacre innocent civilians has now become the destiny talismans of the Japanese.

The smoke was rolling, mixed with pungent burnt and smelly fish, which suffocate toxic gases. They quietly eroded the respiratory system of the Japanese in the car, making them struggle in pain but unable to escape.

Their faces were twisted by pain, and their eyes were filled with fear of death and desire for life.

Boom!

Finally, after a violent explosion, all the Japanese ended their sinful lives.

The Type 95 chariot was torn apart from the inside like a fragile paper shell.

Everything in the car was thrown into the air by this force, including those once arrogant Japanese devils.

Their bodies drew poignant arcs in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, becoming lifeless corpses.

The wreckage of the chariot was still burning, and the flames soared into the sky, as if the gate of hell was suddenly pushed open, swallowing everything around him in the blazing flames.

In the flames, the Type 95 chariot seemed to turn into a wounded giant beast, roaring in despair. It was the Japanese fuel tank that was detonated after several explosions, and it became even more violent.

The shock waves generated by the explosion spread around, rolling up dust and smoke in the sky.

Debris and heat waves rage like storms, tearing the surrounding land, vegetation and even air into pieces.

At this moment, not only the guerrilla soldiers who were charging were shocked, but even the Japanese who came to the chariot were shocked.

The Japanese inside the chariot didn't even know what was going on, and the chariot on the side exploded.

The Japanese in the car began to panic, but at this moment, the Japanese in another tank also experienced the feeling of the Japanese before.

No matter how careless the Japanese squad leader was, he knew what was going on. He immediately ordered the only three remaining tanks to start, ready to retreat and meet with the infantry.

But at this time, before the Japanese squad leader's chariot was started, he felt something had been thrown into the engine compartment of the chariot.

The Japanese squad leader understood at this time that an enemy had infiltrated and attacked the weakest part of the chariot.

With a hint of despair in Longshang's heart, the Japanese squad leader quickly climbed up and was about to push open the car door and escape.

But unfortunately, at this moment, the grenade had already exploded, and fierce flames and shrapnel swept into the cockpit instantly.

The Japanese team leader was directly raised by this shock, like flying clouds and fog.

But then, his face had an intimate contact with the hatch above the turret.

The Japanese captain's face seemed to be hit hard by an invisible heavy hammer at that moment, and his facial features were twisted to an irrecognizable level. His eyes were collapsed, his nose was flat, and the corners of his mouth were torn to the ears. Blood mixed with brain tissue overflowed from the ruptured skin, dyeing everything around him red.

His eyes were wide open, full of incredible and endless fear, but he could no longer make any sound, and the fire of life was completely extinguished at this moment.

Inside the tank, the aftermath of the explosion was still raging, flames and black smoke intertwined, metal fragments splashed everywhere, the instrument panel, control rod, and seats were all blown up, and the entire cockpit turned into a purgatory scene.

But in this chaos and destruction, the figure of Dragon Boat Festival disappeared again like a ghost on the battlefield.

But when he roared again, he was approaching another Japanese chariot that had not yet been launched.

This time, he became more skillful in finding the location of the chariot engine cooling window.

The Japanese engine's hot window is very large, but it is not enough to throw a grenade. It requires extremely strong force to bend the steel plate of the heat dissipation port or break it with external force.

Of course, this is nothing to Dragon Boat Festival.

There are many ways to do it. Use the power of your hands to knock the fence of the heat dissipation window to sink, and the grenades can be thrown into it smoothly.

Either use your own black blade, and just one knife is enough to cut off the fence.

Or use a machine gun to break all the Japanese engines and fences, etc.

Therefore, there are many ways to deal with the Japanese chariots on Dragon Boat Festival.

He once again used the power of his hand to bend the fence of a Japanese chariot's radiator window. After confirming that the grenade could be thrown in, he quickly pulled the safety ring open and threw it into the Japanese engine.

boom!

Another deafening explosion sounded, and the Japanese chariot also followed the footsteps of the previous one.

Fires soared into the sky, fragments flew everywhere, and the chariot was blown out of recognition, completely losing its combat power.

But at this moment, just as the Dragon Boat Festival was rushing towards the last Japanese chariot, an inexplicable sense of crisis surged towards him.

The Dragon Boat Festival's body reacted instantly, which was an instinctive reaction, and rolled forward and rolled out.

At the same time, his previous position was hit by more than a dozen bullets.

The Japanese reinforcements were approaching, less than a hundred meters away from them. But when they saw that Dragon Boat Festival had blown up four chariots one after another, they fired at Dragon Boat Festival to prevent Dragon Boat Festival from attacking their chariots again.

Tanks have always been a powerful weapon for the Japanese to fight in an unbeatable way.

When the Chinese did not have anti-chariot weapons, they needed at least one platoon of troops to blow up such a chariot.

Sometimes it can even be a joint.

And how could the Japanese give up such a terrifying steel monster easily?

So when the Japanese found someone bombing their chariot, they stopped charging and shot at Dragon Boat Festival.

The bullets came like raindrops, and after the Dragon Boat Festival rolled forward, it stood up and accelerated instantly, heading straight for the last chariot that had already started.

The Japanese chariot was soaring after it was launched. Obviously, the Japanese in the car had realized that it would be very dangerous if they didn't leave.

Dragon Boat Festival frowned slightly because the Japanese chariot was very fast and the shooting interference of Japanese reinforcements made it difficult for him to blow up the last chariot.

And at this time, what is even more worrying is that while the Japanese chariot retreated rapidly, the turret was rotating, obviously preparing to fire.
Chapter completed!