Chapter 206: One Meter Penetration

"Crunch!" With a sound that makes people's teeth soften, the tank's brake belt pressed tightly against the brake drum, and the tank weighing dozens of tons stopped quickly.

So, Albert finally realized sadly how wrong his choice was. He was not scared to fall down by the huge roar just now, but now, with the tank's sudden brakes, his body rushed forward involuntarily and he was about to fall down.

A pair of big hands appeared from above, and Tikhonov, who came out of the turret, quickly reached out and grabbed Albert.

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

"Mr. Albert, are you okay?" Tikhonov 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 Yolen on the other side, whose face was almost as pale as his, and couldn't help asking.

"It's our tanks that are firing," said Tikhonov. "Tankmen must train every day to stay in top condition. The situation is unstable now, and some people want to challenge our Soviet bottom line. We must always be prepared to defend our territory."

It turned out that the tank was firing! No wonder it was so loud! Albert smelled the smell of gunpowder in the air and felt his ears were still buzzing.

"Tank No. 3 hit the target accurately!" At this moment, a voice came from the radio station inside the car.

"Received. Today's exercise is over." Tikhonov pressed the talkie switch on his chest and gave orders on the radio.

"Let's finish work early today to prevent accidental attacks." Tikhonov said to Albert.

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

Now, seeing the Soviet tanks firing, although Albert was afraid at the time, now he was eager to see the power of the tank guns.

"Okay," Tikhonov said. "The target is just ahead, 1,500 meters away."

So far! Albert couldn't help but gasp in amazement, so amazing!

Riding the tank as a taxi, Albert arrived in front of the target and was completely stunned.

Originally, Albert thought the target was just a paper target. He had shot a gun before and knew the shape of the target. However, when he saw the tank target, it completely overturned his concept.

This is a huge piece of iron! I really don't know how the Soviets moved this piece of iron! It stands on the ground like this, about 1.5 meters high, and as for the thickness... it is estimated to be more than 1 meter!

Such thick iron blocks are used as targets. The Soviets are really wasteful! Albert couldn't help but sigh. The Soviet system determined that the Soviet Union did not need to calculate costs no matter what it did. It used whatever it wanted. Even tanks were so high-end for target practice.

Wait, this block of iron seems to be 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 molten iron flow on the edge. Could it be that it appeared during the casting?

No, it seems to be hot! Albert stretched out his hand, and before he touched the surface of the hole, he felt a burst of heat. It seemed that the temperature was over 100 degrees!

Take a photo and see, it’s really fun!

"No photos, no photos!" Seeing Albert about to raise his camera to the iron block, Tikhonov said quickly, "Come up, I'll take you to our canteen, and you can interview our Soviet soldiers."

Albert was confused. Why couldn't he take a photo of this big piece of iron? When he got on the car, he took a last look and suddenly found that the hole was penetrated! He suddenly remembered something and his body was shocked. God, could this be the result of the tank's cannon fire?

The most important type of bullet on a tank is the armor-piercing bullet. The hole just now should have been caused by the tank's armor-piercing bullet. The impact will generate high temperature and even melt the iron!

Wow, the tank fired a shot so casually that it actually penetrated a piece of iron that was more than one meter thick at a distance of 1,500 meters! What a terrible power!

No wonder the other party didn’t allow taking photos. The big piece of iron we just touched was top secret!

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

“Can I use that photo of the tank as an illustration?” Albert said. “That photo is very powerful.”

We finally got deep into the Soviet military base and took a lot of photos, especially the first few, which were really awesome. If those photos cannot be used as illustrations, and only describe in the article how some Soviet soldiers eat and sleep, what's the point?

Albert applied carefully. Of course, as long as he left the Soviet Union, he could publish whatever he wanted, even if he disclosed the matter of the big piece of iron, the Soviet Union could not do anything to him. But if that happened, he would never be able to come to the Soviet Union to get the most shocking news to the world.

So now he has applied.

"Of course," said Tikhonov. "The first few photos we took can be published to show the majesty of our armored forces."

"Thank you for your support!" Before getting into the jeep he drove, Albert shook the other person's hand vigorously. He felt quite satisfied with this interview.

Kushiro was originally the demarcation line of the Soviet-occupied area. Twenty kilometers west from Kushiro, you will reach a checkpoint. On this side are the Soviets, and on the other side are the Japanese. Both sides are armed with live ammunition and it seems that they can fight at any time.

The Soviet soldiers on the roadside quickly checked Albert and Yolen's documents, and when they saw Andre's note, they quickly let them pass.

"Hurry, go to the white bran." said Albert.

Baikang is the nearest city to Kushiro, from where there are fax services to the country. Albert needs to quickly compile his interview into a manuscript and send it back to the country so that it can be included in tomorrow's front-page headlines.

"Crack." At this moment, Yolen, who was driving, suddenly stepped on the brakes.