Chapter 170： Cute little tank

"Brother, look at your face. It's from the east, right?" A gray-headed man walked over from the trenches and stopped in front of an international column fighter. He looked at the fighter and said.

This warrior has yellow skin, dark eyes, and a traditional Oriental.

"Yes, I am Chinese. My name is Guo Fengxian." The man said, "I came to Spain voluntarily to fight for the freedom of the Spanish people."

With a smile on his face, he held a Bethier rifle in his hand.

"My name is Robert Capa, and I am a war correspondent." Robert stretched out his hand and said to him: "I didn't expect that you would fight for the freedom of Spain."

On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers, but also a special group called war reporters. They are responsible for reporting the war to the world and recording every bit of the war. Robert, the Hungarian-American photojournalist , Is one of the most famous war photojournalists of the 20th century.

The Spanish Civil War attracted Robert. He passed through France and came to Spain. Yesterday, he came to Badajoz, which is now a focus area for the two sides.

In any war, there is no such thing as justice or evil. Or, it can be simply said that whoever wins is just.

And now, after all, Franco was rebellious, and the government was legitimately elected in name. In the eyes of some freedom advocates, of course, they believed that the government was just and Franco was a rebel.

Robert came here very excitedly and began his glorious and legendary life, and here, he met the fighters of the international column from China, he was very novel.

"Come on, I'll take a picture of you." Robert said, picking up his camera and pressing the shutter.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Guo Fengxian grabbed him. Just when Robert was about to take a photo, Robert stood up, his head exposed outside the trench.

"Boom!" Not far away, a shell exploded, and the fragments of the bomb almost wiped the top of Robert's head and flew over. If there was no pulling by Guo Fengxian, he had already had his head cut off!

Robert took a deep breath and said to Guo Fengxian, "Thank you, brother, you saved my life."

"This is not where you should stay, go back." Guo Fengxian said: "After these shells are hit, the rebels should come up."

Robert shook his head: "I am a war correspondent, and this is my combat position."

"Attention, the Italian army is coming!" A lookout sent an early warning.

Guo Feng first looked out, and he could see that dozens of small and compact CV33 ultra-light tanks were tumbling on the horizon, rolling smoke and dust.

Throughout World War II, the common people's opinion was that the German tanks were mighty, the Soviet tanks were strong and durable, and the island countries' tanks were simply small cans.

However, this is totally wronging the Japanese. In fact, they are smaller than the tanks of the island countries, and they absolutely exist in this era. This is the cute little tank of the Italians.

How small is it? Intuitive picture comparison is like two people sitting side by side on a sofa, then covered with armor, and tracked on both sides, well, almost that.

Its combat weight is only about 3 tons, it is 3.2 meters long, 1.4 meters wide, and 1.32 meters high. To illustrate it vividly, you can take the most familiar car qq for later generations. The length, width and height of the qq are 3.55 meters. After comparing 1.495 meters and 1.485 meters, you can find that this tank is smaller than qq!

Therefore, this is almost convertible, with two members, a driver, and a captain serving as a machine gunner. The two are almost half-squatting.

The weapon configuration is a twin 8mm machine gun. The riveted armor is only 9 mm thick. Even, sometimes the rivets flew around after being shot, and these flying rivets killed many members like high-speed bullets.

Although there are many imperfections, this is still the most powerful tank of the Noodle Army. In history, they are equipped with thousands of vehicles.

This is no wonder Italy, after all, Italy is also limited in industrial capacity, so when the Italians bought the Carden-Lloyd ultralight tank from the United Kingdom, it was an iron box with tracks and a little armor protection, plus a machine gun. After the formation of the tank, Italy favored it. After imitation and improvement, it produced the CV29 ultralight tank, and then improved it into the CV33.

The 41-horsepower engine roared, and the cute and cute little tank started its attack. The Italian soldiers who followed were taller than this tank!

tank! Anyway, this weapon is a tank!

"Da da da da." The machine gun of the CV33 small tank spit out flames. Although this tank is small, it can still serve as a mobile machine gun fire point.

The flying bullets shot towards the trenches here, so that everyone could not lift their heads.

"We have to blow it up!" Guo Fengxian said: "Machine gunner, cover me!"

Guo Feng first put down his rifle and quickly tied several grenades together, and then, braved the rain of bullets, he went out of the trench.

"Crack!" Robert grabbed his camera and recorded this precious moment. In the rain of bullets, a Chinese soldier in the international column jumped out of the trenches. What a courage!

After Guo Fengxian jumped out of the trenches, he ran quickly, and his body was constantly changing directions.

The machine gunner on the tank in front of also found him. In an instant, the dense bullets strafed towards Guo Fengxian.

Guo Fengxian, fell down.

Robert's hand smashed into the trench. Although he knew that dead people were too normal in battle, he still felt a certain sadness and anger as he watched the living beings fall.

Just now, I saved my own soldier, so he died!

The tank was still moving rumblingly. Just when he was about to reach Guo Fengxian's side, he saw Guo Fengxian suddenly get up, with a bunch of smoked grenades in his hand, and threw them under the tank.

Good job!

"Boom!" In the explosion, this small cute tank was blown into a pile of scrap iron.

A tank was completely destroyed by a bundle of grenades! The armor was twisted, the track broke, and the engine behind it caught fire in the next second.

At the moment of the explosion, Guo Fengxian's body quickly rolled to the side.