Chapter 252: Chapter 153: [Tunisian Campaign] Rommel’s Final Moments (5.2k Double-Length)_3
Boom!
With a muffled noise, Yu Feng looked through the periscope and saw the armor-piercing shell hit the Empire’s Tiger Tank, deflecting slightly before sliding off.
Not sure where it flew to.
At this moment.
The voice of the US Army’s defense line commander came through the radio:
"Our guns are useless against them! Repeat! Useless!!!"
"Do not attack! Retreat! Retreat!!!"
Obviously shouting at the reinforcements that had just arrived, because not only the tank commanded by Yu Feng charged out, other tanks charged out too.
They didn’t realize because of the power of the Tiger Tanks.
The United States of America forces had already developed ’Tigerphobia,’ with the first reaction upon seeing a Tiger Tank being to flee, rather than to fight.
And as Yu Feng and others commanded their tanks to fire at the Imperial Tanks.
The Empire’s Tiger Tank turned its gun, and then... Boom——!
A shell directly hit the tank next to Yu Feng.
The sound of massive steel tearing was clearly heard by Yu Feng inside the cabin, accompanied by the explosive shock, causing the tank he commanded to tremble.
Yu Feng felt a chill in his heart.
No need to think to know the outcome of the neighboring tank.
What the hell is this?
Knowing the Tiger is fierce is one thing, but seeing it in videos and encountering it in reality is another.
They didn’t say armor-piercing shells would be ineffective.
Our armor-piercing shells hitting them are like tossing stones, while one of their shells can blow up a tank directly.
Dang——!
No time to think much, Yu Feng just felt something hit the tank.
Finished!
This thought flashed through his mind as his body quickly crouched down, holding his head, followed by a violent explosion spreading over the tank.
The sound of steel tearing arose.
The turret above Yu Feng’s head was directly blown off, turning the tank into an open-air vehicle in an instant.
Fortunately, the shell was off a bit, only blowing off the turret; otherwise, if it were a bit lower, everyone inside the tank would have died.
Yu Feng felt a bloody taste in his mouth and nose from the explosion shock, hearing nothing but buzzing in his ears.
Struggling to get up, without caring about others, he crawled out of the tank through the gap opened up by the shell and quickly rolled out, then hurriedly crawled away.
Yu Feng had crawled less than twenty meters.
Boom——!!!
The tank behind him was hit by the Empire’s shell again, and this time... it was the hull.
Torn tank fragments flew through the air.
Thud!
Yu Feng had no time to react at all when the shattered tank fragments slammed onto his left arm, tearing and blowing the entire arm away with a massive impact.
The whole person was also sent flying, a momentary sharp pain sweeping through his body:
"Ahhhhhhh!!!"
Even though his pain threshold was already set to 30%, he couldn’t endure it, crying out in agony while quickly adjusting the settings to the lowest 5%, finally relieving the pain.
Yu Feng lay on the ground, pale and sweating profusely, panting heavily.
The arm had been torn off by the impact, now a bloody mess. Fortunately, Yu Feng didn’t look there; otherwise, the first-person perspective would be terrifying.
With the pain reduced, Yu Feng managed to move his body with difficulty.
With the only remaining right hand, he pulled out the pistol from his waist, loaded it by biting, and then lay motionless next to the huge tank fragment.
From a distance, Yu Feng now looked like an unlucky corpse caught in friendly fire.
The Empire’s tanks shouldn’t specifically target him, but those behind the Tiger Tanks, following infantry, Yu Feng wasn’t sure if he could survive.
He could only try to remain still.
After all, in this situation, the Empire’s main target should be the military camp, not an unlucky corpse....
Yu Feng tried to breathe steadily.
The pain in his arm kept him painfully aware.
This situation was a first for him.
Usually, deaths were quick, either shot by bullets or blasted by shells, and now with one arm broken.... yet he stubbornly survived.
Nearly completely realistic simulation.
Out of nowhere.
Yu Feng suddenly thought about what if he survived.
What would happen to his arm?
This game probably doesn’t have a restoration feature, right?
So it’s just a broken arm?
This thought flashed through his mind as the loud sound of shell explosions interrupted Yu Feng’s thoughts.
Looking through slightly opened eyes.
With the Empire’s Tiger Tanks paving the way, the US Army soldiers in the entire camp had no fighting spirit, already starting to scatter and flee.
Not sure how many shadows the Empire’s Tiger Tanks cast on them to become like this.
The few counterattacks were only from the newly arrived reinforcement soldiers.
But the armor tanks they brought were easily torn apart by the Empire’s Tiger Tanks, and the heavy firepower along with light machine guns hitting the Empire’s Tiger Tanks only sparked.
The armor that armor-piercing shells couldn’t penetrate, machine guns were just futile.
Yu Feng suddenly realized, there’s no way, how can you fight this.
Seeing the Empire’s Tiger Tanks advancing, the newly arrived soldiers alongside the original defense soldiers began to retreat.
Following behind the Empire’s Tiger Tanks were infantrymen who began to chase, and at the rear of the line appeared Imperial Soldiers with masks.
Following the Tiger Tanks into the camp, flamethrowers mercilessly burned everything in sight.
Including the wounded US soldiers who hadn’t died yet.
The screams mixed with the smell of burnt flesh swept the battlefield with the wind.
Some wounded soldiers had already surrendered, but the Empire Soldiers’ submachine guns mercilessly pierced their chests, clearly not intending to take prisoners.
This scene left Yu Feng terrified.
Afraid of exposing himself, fortunately, the Empire was quick and seemingly didn’t plan to stay long.
After dealing with the wounded and ensuring no survivors, they began looting the supplies in the camp, some Imperial Soldiers even driving US military trucks to load goods.
Seeing this.
Yu Feng and the viewers in the Blue Star livestream became more certain that the Empire was genuinely short on supplies.
Already fighting while looting.
At this moment.
Behind the Empire’s main force, a military jeep drove up, a figure in the car window flashing by.
But Yu Feng was streaming.
With just a replay, that vague figure was clearly seen, causing Yu Feng’s heart to skip.
Rommel?
Only, despite winning, Rommel in the car didn’t look happy, frowning deeply, his expression somewhat off.
(Family member hospitalized, spent the day running around the hospital today, that’s all for now, sorry, I’ll try to make it up tomorrow.)