Chapter 741: Tide of Hellfire (3)

"Did you see it?"
This dissemination reached Kolobanov's dark dreams and brought him back to reality.
He opened his eyes and just fell asleep with his head resting on the shaking body of the YT-1 armored car.
After nearly driving the car into a ditch, he decided to let correspondent Joe take over the tired Elek to drive, and Joe sat in his place without complaint.
As soon as Kolobanov closed his eyes, silent fatigue struck him and dragged him into a half-dream half-wake sleep.
He vaguely remembered that he had wanted to drink some wine, but just mumbled a series of incoherent words, and then the dream came to him again.
Now, he woke up, his skin clinging to the inside of the wet uniform, and he was trying to adapt to the world around him.
"what?"
He said gruffly, only to remember that he needed to turn on his microphone.
"What did you say?"
He asked again.
[No. 41] Stopping, its engine is quiet, Joe is sitting in the driver's seat, leaning forward, pressing his forehead against the stained front observation slit.
"What's wrong? How did we stop?"
The correspondent did not look away from the outside.
"We stopped an hour ago, there was suspected enemy activity between us and the bunker, and the other two cars were beside us."
He turned his head and looked at Kolobanov, his eyes illuminated by the moonlight through the observation slit.
I feel something is wrong.
Kolobanov thought, if there was something more or less, he couldn't think of what it was...
"I'm sorry to wake you up, but you should come and see this."
Later, Kolobanov realized that something was different.
moonlight.
The moonlight flashed on the gun body and the control system, and Kolobanov hurried forward to touch the silver light as if it were a waterfall.
Joe moved away from the front, and Kolobanov put his face on the glass and looked up.
The darkness is still like a dirty veil hanging in the sky, but he can see the moon and stars shining in the cold, beautiful light.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and opened again.
Kolobanov couldn't help laughing.
The day finally passed, while I was still alive.
The YT-1 is the only Empire tank that can be called "heavy armor". It weighs up to 34 tons, has a length of 6.3 meters, a width of 3.12 meters, and a height of 2.8 meters. None, but it is already the most powerful conventional land weapon that the Benedict Empire can make.
And this kind of armor is still in the test stage. The full name of Kolobanov's team should be the 41 test team, and their tank number is also [41].
Due to the tight fighting situation, they were given little time to experiment, so they simply put the remaining items on the battlefield.
There were another 17 YT tanks in the same batch as them, but ten had been lost during the daytime battle, four of which had to be abandoned due to malfunctions.
Kolobanov's luck has been very good, at least No. 41 did not cause them too much trouble outside the battlefield.
Compared with other captains who kept complaining, Kolobanov always considered his YT to be a reliable comrade. During this whole day of fierce battle, its 122mm caliber artillery made 13 kills, including Three Okto bikes, an Ok truck, Liang Tuo who can't name but can move, and some small artillery and machine guns.
In the same way, its 110mm thick uniform steel armor protects everyone in the tank from being torn apart by the violent fire of Ok, although its sides and rear are already covered with holes, but it is still very reliable Running.
Kolobanov was very grateful to it, and he was ready to drive it back to the place of departure to repair it and replenish ammunition.
He was accompanied by two other light reconnaissance tanks. They belonged to the third reconnaissance regiment of the First Special Armored Division. After supporting the U23 area, the entire regiment had only two of them survivors.
The U23 area was still lost, but it was originally planned. It was a relatively open pass. No one felt able to hold it, but they had to delay the pace of an armored army of Ok.
This task is completed, albeit at a high cost.
"The fog here seems to be thinning."
Joe looked at the sky and said:
"We are in the northwest of the bunker, and should not be far away. This is the D6 defense zone, and we should not encounter Ok."
Safety is better than any news. This is an open river valley. If you hit an enemy here, it is really bad. However, depending on the situation at this time, you must also be given special attention by artillery during the day. The rock seems to be broken. The biscuit crumbs are scattered everywhere.
Suddenly, Kolobanov's smile froze, and then disappeared.
"fruit……"
He said to himself.
"what?"
"Miners used to grow fruits here, kilometers of fruit trees and shrubs. This is one of the few places in the Grand Canyon that is suitable for cultivation. They used to call it a floral land because the air is full of pollen when the flowers bloom~www .EbookFREE.me~ so that you can smell it a few kilometers away."
Kolobanov stopped. He also brought his daughters here during the Flower Festival last year...
He moved his gaze from the moon to the cliffs where the moonlight shone.
As the mist gradually dissipated, the sludge covering the ground was slowly drying, and a gust of wind rolled up the dust, exposing the debris below.
"This is just the beginning--"
Kolobanov watched the dust flying in the silver light and thought so:
"No matter what is going to happen here, no matter who wins, the world will not come back. Now it only exists in a dream. These dead bodies are the future. I am looking at the future of this land."
Joe moved behind him, but said nothing.
Kolobanov was looking away when he saw the first flash.
He stared at the sky and blinked, at that moment he was sure he saw...
Flashing again, in the low part of the hazy horizon, swallowed by distant fog.
Then again, again.
He looked up and saw that the new star was blazing with fiery fire, flashing and burning in the time of a heartbeat.
The hazy sky danced with the light and the falling flames. Kolobanov wanted to speak, but the words stuck in his throat, and Joe stretched his head forward.
"Did you see it?"
Loader Hora's voice rang in his ears.
"Yes."
Driver Eric's voice followed.
"Which--"
He started talking again, but Kolobanov interrupted him.
"It seems to be some secret weapon of the military, which is very large in scale. Don't ask me how I know it."
Kolobanov watched a "star" in the night sky forming and flashing from white to red.