"Crack!" With a sound that made people's teeth soft, the tank's brake belt pressed tightly against the brake drum, and the tank of dozens of tons stopped quickly.

So, Albert finally realized how wrong his choice was. He was not scared by the huge roar and fell down. Now, with the sudden brake of the tank, his body rushed forward involuntarily, and was about to fall.

A pair of big hands appeared on it, and Jihonov, who had emerged from the turret, quickly reached out and grabbed Albert.

What? Jihonov was standing inside the turret, revealing half of his body? Damn! Albert then realized that there were two ways to ride a tank, sitting and standing. When standing, half of his body was exposed outside the turret. He should have just asked to ride like this!

"Mr. Albert, is it okay?" Jihonov asked with a smile on his face.

"It's okay, it's okay." Albert said: "Of course it's okay, what was that just now?"

The huge roar scared Albert. He looked at Jolun on the other side, his face almost as pale as he did, and he couldn't help but ask.

"It is our tanks firing." Jihonov said: "Tank players need to train every day so that they can maintain their best condition. The situation is unstable now, and some people want to challenge the bottom line of our Soviets. We must always be prepared to defend our territory."

It turned out that the tank was firing! No wonder it was such a loud sound! Albert smelled the smoke in the air and felt his ears still buzzing.

"Carriage No. 3 hit the target accurately!" At this moment, a sound came from the radio station in the car.

"Received. Today's drill ended." Jihonov pressed the call switch on his chest and issued an order on the radio.

"Stop work earlier today to prevent mishap attacks." Jihonov said to Albert.

"Can I go and see the target?" Albert said to Ghihonov.

Now, when I saw the Soviet tanks fired. Although Albert was afraid at the time, he now wanted to see the power of the tank guns.

"Yes," said Jihonov. "The target is right in front, a thousand five hundred meters away."

So far away! Albert couldn't help but be shocked, it was so amazing!

Carrying this tank as a taxi, Albert was completely shocked.

Originally, Albert thought the target was a paper target. He had shot guns before and knew the style of the target, but now seeing the tank target completely subverts his concept.

This is a big piece of iron! I really don’t know how the Soviets moved the iron piece over! It just stood on the ground, with a height of about 1.5 meters, and as for the thickness...it was visually estimated to be more than 1 meter!

Such thick iron blocks would be wasted by the Soviets! Albert couldn't help but sigh that the Soviet system determined that the Soviet Union would not need cost calculations no matter what it did. It would use whatever it wanted, and even tanks were so high-end.

Wait, it seems that the iron block is scrapped, right? After turning half a circle, Albert discovered that there was a hole in the upper part of the iron block! There was also a melted iron sliver on the side. Could it be that it appeared during casting?

No, it seems to be hot! Albert stretched out his hand. Before he could touch the surface of the hole, he felt a heat. It seemed that the temperature was above Baidu!

Take a photo and see it, it's so interesting!

"Can't take pictures. Can't take pictures!" Seeing Albert lifting the camera towards the iron block, Jihonov, who was beside him, quickly said, "Come on, I'll take you to our cafeteria, you can interview our Soviet soldiers."

Albert was confused. What could he not take photos of this big iron block? The moment he got in the car, he took a last look and suddenly realized that the hole was penetrated! He suddenly remembered something, and his body was shocked. God, could this be the tank just now?

The important type of bomb on the tank is armor-piercing bomb. The hole just now should be attacked by the tank's armor-piercing bomb. The impact will generate high temperatures and even make the iron block melt!

Good, the tank fired a light shot like this and shot through an iron block with a thickness of more than one meter at a distance of 1,500 meters! What a terrible power!

No wonder the other party didn’t allow him to take photos. The big iron block he just came into contact with was the highest secret!

"Mr. Albert, we don't want you to expose everything in our base in the newspaper, except in our cafeteria today." After taking Albert to dinner, Jihonov said to him: "We hope you can write about the normal life of our soldiers in the newspaper. You also know that in the impression of Westerners, our soldiers seem to be monsters that eat raw meat and drink blood."

"Can I use the tank I took as an illustration?" Albert said: "That photo is very powerful."

I finally went deep into the Soviet military base and took a lot of photos, especially those first photos, which were really amazing. If those photos could not be used as illustrations, I only described in the article how some Soviet soldiers eat and sleep, what's the point?

Albert carefully applied. Of course, as long as he left the Soviet Union's territory, he would publish whatever he wanted. Even if he disclosed the big iron lump, the Soviet Union could not do anything to him. But if that was the case, he would not come to the Soviet Union in the future and get the most shocking news of the world.

So, now he has applied.

"Of course," said Jihonov. "The first few shots can be published to show the majestic posture of our armored forces."

"Thank you for your support!" Before getting on the jeep he drove, Albert held the other party's hand hard, and he felt quite satisfied with this interview.

Kushiro was originally the dividing line of Soviet occupation territory. From Kushiro, he drove westward and reached a checkpoint. There were Soviets on this side and islanders on the other side. Both sides had live ammunition and seemed to be able to fight at any time.

The Soviet soldiers on the roadside quickly checked the documents of Albert and Jolun, and when they saw Andre's hand stick, they quickly released them.

"Quick, get out of the white bran," Albert said.

Bai Qian is the closest city to Kushiro. From there, there are faxes to the country. Albert needs to quickly organize his interview into a manuscript and send it back to the country to catch up with tomorrow's front page headlines.

"Crill." At this moment, Yolun, who was driving, suddenly stepped on the brakes.
Chapter completed!