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"Brother, look at your face. Are you from the east?" A disheartened man came from the trench and stopped in front of an international column soldier. He looked at the soldier and said.
The soldier, with yellow skin and black eyes, is a traditional oriental.
"Yes, I'm Chinese. My name is Guo Fengxian." The man said, "I came to Spain voluntarily to fight for the freedom of the Spanish people."
There was a smile on his face and a bettier rifle in his hand.
"My name is Robert kappa. I'm a war reporter." Robert stretched out his hand and said to him, "I didn't expect you to fight for the freedom of Spain."
On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers, but also a special group, called field journalists. They are responsible for reporting the war to the world and recording every bit of the war. Robert, a Hungarian American photographer, is one of the most famous field photographers in the 20th century.
The Spanish Civil War attracted Robert. He came to Spain through France. Yesterday, he came to badachos, a focus area for both sides.
In any war, there is no saying of justice and evil, or it can be simply said that whoever wins is just.
Now, after all, Franco is rebellious, and the government is nominally and legally elected. In the eyes of some people who advocate freedom, of course, they think the government is just, and Franco is a rebel.
Robert was very excited to come here and began his glorious and legendary life. Here, he met the soldiers 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!" Just then, Guo Feng grabbed him first. Just when Robert was about to take a picture, Robert stood up and his head exposed outside the trench.
"Boom!" Not far away, a shell exploded, and the fragments of the bomb almost wiped Robert's head and flew over. Just now, if it hadn't been pulled by Guo Fengxian, his head would have been 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 fired, the rebels should come up."
Robert shook his head. "I'm a war reporter. This is my fighting post."
"Attention, the Italian army is coming up!" A lookout post issued an early warning.
Guo Feng poked out his head first. You can see that on the distant horizon, rolling smoke and dust, dozens of compact cv33 ultra light tanks roared up.
Throughout World War II, the common view was that German tanks were powerful, Soviet tanks were strong and durable, and island tanks were simply small cans.
However, this completely wronged the Japanese. In fact, tanks smaller than those in island countries absolutely exist in this era. This is the cute little tanks of Italians.
How small is it? The intuitive picture comparison is like two people sitting side by side on a sofa, then covered with armor around, and crawlers installed on both sides. Well, that's almost it.
Its total combat weight is only about 3 tons, with a length of 3.2 meters, a width of 1.4 meters and a height of 1.32 meters. In order to illustrate vividly, take QQ, the most familiar car in future generations. The length, width and height of QQ are 3.55 meters, 1.495 meters and 1.485 meters respectively. After comparison, it can be found that this kind of tank is smaller than QQ!
Therefore, this is almost a convertible. There are two members, one driver and one captain, who is also a machine gunner. They are almost in a squat state.
The weapon is equipped with a double mounted 8mm machine gun. Riveted armor, only 9 mm thick. Even, sometimes the rivets fly randomly after being shot. These flying rivets kill many members like high-speed bullets.
Although there are many imperfections, this is still the strongest tank of the noodle army. In history, they have equipped thousands of tanks.
It's no wonder that Italy, after all, has limited industrial capacity. Therefore, when Italians bought a Carden Lloyd ultralight tank from Britain, that is, an iron box with tracks, a little poor armor protection and a tank composed of a machine gun, Italy favored it. After imitation and improvement, they produced cv29 Ultralight tank, Later, it was improved to cv33.
The 41 horsepower engine roared, and the cute little tank began its attack. The Italian soldiers followed were higher than this kind of tank!
Tank! Anyway, this weapon is a tank!
"Dada dada." The machine gun of cv33 small tank spits out fire tongues. Although this tank is small, it can still serve as a mobile machine gun fire point.
The flying bullets shot at the trenches here, so that everyone couldn't 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. Then, braved the bullet rain, he crossed the trench.
"Click!" Robert grabbed his camera and recorded this precious moment. In the bullet rain, a Chinese soldier of an international column jumped out of the trench. How brave it must be!
After jumping out of the trench, Guo Fengxian ran quickly, and his body was constantly changing direction.
On the tank in front, the machine gunner also found him. In an instant, dense bullets were fired at Guo Fengxian.
Guo Fengxian, fell down.
Robert's hand hit the trench. Although he knew that the dead were too normal in the battle, he still felt some sadness and anger when he saw the fresh life fall.
Just now, the soldier who saved himself died like this!
The tank was still rumbling. Just before reaching Guo Fengxian's side, he saw Guo Fengxian suddenly get up and throw smoke into a bundle of grenades under the tank.
good job!
"Boom!" In the explosion, the small cute tank was blown into a pile of scrap iron.
A tank was completely destroyed by a bundle of grenades! The armor twisted, the track broke, and the engine behind caught fire the next second.
At the moment of the explosion, Guo Fengxian's body quickly rolled aside.
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"Brother, look at your face. Are you from the east?" A disheartened man came from the trench and stopped in front of an international column soldier. He looked at the soldier and said.
The soldier, with yellow skin and black eyes, is a traditional oriental.
"Yes, I'm Chinese. My name is Guo Fengxian." The man said, "I came to Spain voluntarily to fight for the freedom of the Spanish people."
There was a smile on his face and a bettier rifle in his hand.
"My name is Robert kappa. I'm a war reporter." Robert stretched out his hand and said to him, "I didn't expect you to fight for the freedom of Spain."
On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers, but also a special group, called field journalists. They are responsible for reporting the war to the world and recording every bit of the war. Robert, a Hungarian American photographer, is one of the most famous field photographers in the 20th century.
The Spanish Civil War attracted Robert. He came to Spain through France. Yesterday, he came to badachos, a focus area for both sides.
In any war, there is no saying of justice and evil, or it can be simply said that whoever wins is just.
Now, after all, Franco is rebellious, and the government is nominally and legally elected. In the eyes of some people who advocate freedom, of course, they think the government is just, and Franco is a rebel.
Robert was very excited to come here and began his glorious and legendary life. Here, he met the soldiers 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!" Just then, Guo Feng grabbed him first. Just when Robert was about to take a picture, Robert stood up and his head exposed outside the trench.
"Boom!" Not far away, a shell exploded, and the fragments of the bomb almost wiped Robert's head and flew over. Just now, if it hadn't been pulled by Guo Fengxian, his head would have been 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 fired, the rebels should come up."
Robert shook his head. "I'm a war reporter. This is my fighting post."
"Attention, the Italian army is coming up!" A lookout post issued an early warning.
Guo Feng poked out his head first. You can see that on the distant horizon, rolling smoke and dust, dozens of compact cv33 ultra light tanks roared up.
Throughout World War II, the common view was that German tanks were powerful, Soviet tanks were strong and durable, and island tanks were simply small cans.
However, this completely wronged the Japanese. In fact, tanks smaller than those in island countries absolutely exist in this era. This is the cute little tanks of Italians.
How small is it? The intuitive picture comparison is like two people sitting side by side on a sofa, then covered with armor around, and crawlers installed on both sides. Well, that's almost it.
Its total combat weight is only about 3 tons, with a length of 3.2 meters, a width of 1.4 meters and a height of 1.32 meters. In order to illustrate vividly, take QQ, the most familiar car in future generations. The length, width and height of QQ are 3.55 meters, 1.495 meters and 1.485 meters respectively. After comparison, it can be found that this kind of tank is smaller than QQ!
Therefore, this is almost a convertible. There are two members, one driver and one captain, who is also a machine gunner. They are almost in a squat state.
The weapon is equipped with a double mounted 8mm machine gun. Riveted armor, only 9 mm thick. Even, sometimes the rivets fly randomly after being shot. These flying rivets kill many members like high-speed bullets.
Although there are many imperfections, this is still the strongest tank of the noodle army. In history, they have equipped thousands of tanks.
It's no wonder that Italy, after all, has limited industrial capacity. Therefore, when Italians bought a Carden Lloyd ultralight tank from Britain, that is, an iron box with tracks, a little poor armor protection and a tank composed of a machine gun, Italy favored it. After imitation and improvement, they produced cv29 Ultralight tank, Later, it was improved to cv33.
The 41 horsepower engine roared, and the cute little tank began its attack. The Italian soldiers followed were higher than this kind of tank!
Tank! Anyway, this weapon is a tank!
"Dada dada." The machine gun of cv33 small tank spits out fire tongues. Although this tank is small, it can still serve as a mobile machine gun fire point.
The flying bullets shot at the trenches here, so that everyone couldn't 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. Then, braved the bullet rain, he crossed the trench.
"Click!" Robert grabbed his camera and recorded this precious moment. In the bullet rain, a Chinese soldier of an international column jumped out of the trench. How brave it must be!
After jumping out of the trench, Guo Fengxian ran quickly, and his body was constantly changing direction.
On the tank in front, the machine gunner also found him. In an instant, dense bullets were fired at Guo Fengxian.
Guo Fengxian, fell down.
Robert's hand hit the trench. Although he knew that the dead were too normal in the battle, he still felt some sadness and anger when he saw the fresh life fall.
Just now, the soldier who saved himself died like this!
The tank was still rumbling. Just before reaching Guo Fengxian's side, he saw Guo Fengxian suddenly get up and throw smoke into a bundle of grenades under the tank.
good job!
"Boom!" In the explosion, the small cute tank was blown into a pile of scrap iron.
A tank was completely destroyed by a bundle of grenades! The armor twisted, the track broke, and the engine behind caught fire the next second.
At the moment of the explosion, Guo Fengxian's body quickly rolled aside.
"Brother, look at your face. Are you from the east?" A disheartened man came from the trench and stopped in front of an international column soldier. He looked at the soldier and said.The soldier, with yellow skin and black eyes, is a traditional oriental."Yes, I'm Chinese. My name is Guo Fengxian." The man said, "I came to Spain voluntarily to fight for the freedom of the Spanish people."There was a smile on his face and a bettier rifle in his hand."My name is Robert kappa. I'm a war reporter." Robert stretched out his hand and said to him, "I didn't expect you to fight for the freedom of Spain."On the battlefield, there are not only soldiers, but also a special group, called field journalists. They are responsible for reporting the war to the world and recording every bit of the war. Robert, a Hungarian American photographer, is one of the most famous field photographers in the 20th century.The Spanish Civil War attracted Robert. He came to Spain through France. Yesterday, he came to badachos, a focus area for both sides.In any war, there is no saying of justice and evil, or it can be simply said that whoever wins is just.Now, after all, Franco is rebellious, and the government is nominally and legally elected. In the eyes of some people who advocate freedom, of course, they think the government is just, and Franco is a rebel.Robert was very excited to come here and began his glorious and legendary life. Here, he met the soldiers 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!" Just then, Guo Feng grabbed him first. Just when Robert was about to take a picture, Robert stood up and his head exposed outside the trench."Boom!" Not far away, a shell exploded, and the fragments of the bomb almost wiped Robert's head and flew over. Just now, if it hadn't been pulled by Guo Fengxian, his head would have been 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 fired, the rebels should come up."Robert shook his head. "I'm a war reporter. This is my fighting post.""Attention, the Italian army is coming up!" A lookout post issued an early warning.Guo Feng poked out his head first. You can see that on the distant horizon, rolling smoke and dust, dozens of compact cv33 ultra light tanks roared up.Throughout World War II, the common view was that German tanks were powerful, Soviet tanks were strong and durable, and island tanks were simply small cans.However, this completely wronged the Japanese. In fact, tanks smaller than those in island countries absolutely exist in this era. This is the cute little tanks of Italians.How small is it? The intuitive picture comparison is like two people sitting side by side on a sofa, then covered with armor around, and crawlers installed on both sides. Well, that's almost it.Its total combat weight is only about 3 tons, with a length of 3.2 meters, a width of 1.4 meters and a height of 1.32 meters. In order to illustrate vividly, take QQ, the most familiar car in future generations. The length, width and height of QQ are 3.55 meters, 1.495 meters and 1.485 meters respectively. After comparison, it can be found that this kind of tank is smaller than QQ!Therefore, this is almost a convertible. There are two members, one driver and one captain, who is also a machine gunner. They are almost in a squat state.The weapon is equipped with a double mounted 8mm machine gun. Riveted armor, only 9 mm thick. Even, sometimes the rivets fly randomly after being shot. These flying rivets kill many members like high-speed bullets.Although there are many imperfections, this is still the strongest tank of the noodle army. In history, they have equipped thousands of tanks.It's no wonder that Italy, after all, has limited industrial capacity. Therefore, when Italians bought a Carden Lloyd ultralight tank from Britain, that is, an iron box with tracks, a little poor armor protection and a tank composed of a machine gun, Italy favored it. After imitation and improvement, they produced cv29 Ultralight tank, Later, it was improved to cv33.The 41 horsepower engine roared, and the cute little tank began its attack. The Italian soldiers followed were higher than this kind of tank!Tank! Anyway, this weapon is a tank!"Dada dada." The machine gun of cv33 small tank spits out fire tongues. Although this tank is small, it can still serve as a mobile machine gun fire point.The flying bullets shot at the trenches here, so that everyone couldn't 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. Then, braved the bullet rain, he crossed the trench."Click!" Robert grabbed his camera and recorded this precious moment. In the bullet rain, a Chinese soldier of an international column jumped out of the trench. How brave it must be!After jumping out of the trench, Guo Fengxian ran quickly, and his body was constantly changing direction.On the tank in front, the machine gunner also found him. In an instant, dense bullets were fired at Guo Fengxian.Guo Fengxian, fell down.Robert's hand hit the trench. Although he knew that the dead were too normal in the battle, he still felt some sadness and anger when he saw the fresh life fall.Just now, the soldier who saved himself died like this!The tank was still rumbling. Just before reaching Guo Fengxian's side, he saw Guo Fengxian suddenly get up and throw smoke into a bundle of grenades under the tank.good job!"Boom!" In the explosion, the small cute tank was blown into a pile of scrap iron.A tank was completely destroyed by a bundle of grenades! The armor twisted, the track broke, and the engine behind caught fire the next second.At the moment of the explosion, Guo Fengxian's body quickly rolled aside.
