172: Chapter 172 Deadly Iwo Jima

Wang Ye gave Liu Yang a word of advice, then led him toward a less crowded area.

The more people there were, the easier it was for the Little Devils to notice them.

Wang Ye didn't think his luck was that good.

Walking with a large group would surely lead to a quick death.

Conversely, if there were fewer people, even if the Little Devils' machine guns and Anti-aircraft guns spotted them, they wouldn't bother with them; after all, a scattering of a few people wasn't worth the Little Devils wasting fire coverage on.

The two of them kept creeping toward the mountain along the perimeter.

The vanguard had already charged to the front of the Little Devils' positions.

They had engaged the Little Devils in combat.

Wang Ye was very cautious; he wouldn't do something like rushing up to be a target.

He hadn't even seen a single Little Devil yet, and he didn't want his game to end inexplicably.

The viewers in the livestream room watched Wang Ye's "cautious-style" gameplay: taking one step, stopping for two, and then looking around.

The viewers couldn't help but chuckle.

"No way, Brother Wang is being way too cautious."

"I feel like it's better to just charge. Since you're going to die sooner or later anyway, might as well make a charge and die in style."

"You want to charge in this situation? I'm afraid Brother Wang wouldn't last half an hour."

"Exactly. I see the Little Devils' firepower is truly fierce; those soldiers fell to the ground without even seeing a shadow of the Little Devils."

"Charging just leads to a faster death. If he charges, he'll definitely be out in one round."

The viewers were chatting enthusiastically, while Wang Ye and Liu Yang had already run to the hillside.

However, the Little Devils' fortifications on the mountain were extremely comprehensive; no matter where they ran, they could see the muzzles of the Little Devils' machine guns.

Helpless, they could only find a nearby depression to hide in.

It had only been an hour so far.

Relying solely on infantry, they simply couldn't charge up.

Just then, Wang Ye heard the roar of an engine.

He turned his head to look and immediately widened his eyes.

"Holy crap, Liu Yang, we have tanks on our side!"

Wang Ye hurriedly patted Liu Yang, and at this moment, Liu Yang also heard the roar of the tank engine.

When he saw tank after tank driving off the transport ships, Liu Yang opened his mouth wide, his face showing joy.

"With these tanks, why didn't they come out sooner?"

Originally, he had no confidence in charging up this hillside, but now, seeing these tanks, he suddenly had confidence again.

As soon as the Allied Forces tanks appeared, the Little Devils' mortars and anti-tank guns were immediately prepared.

As the tanks continued to move forward, the Allied Forces soldiers followed closely behind them.

With tanks in front to draw fire, they could be much safer.

But very quickly, they discovered that these tanks seemed to be having trouble moving.

Looking at the tank tracks, the beach surface was too soft; it was basically all volcanic ash.

The tank tracks were sinking into the volcanic ash, moving slower and slower.

At this moment, Wang Ye also noticed that these tanks seemed to be running a bit slowly.

Not only that, these tanks were piled up on the beach, making their speed even slower.

Once they ran over the corpses on the ground, they would get stuck in place, unable to move.

Seeing this situation, Wang Ye was immediately dumbfounded.

He had been counting on these tanks to show off their power, but instead, they were dying before achieving success.

Just when Wang Ye felt that there was no hope.

Suddenly, one tank broke through the encirclement.

It ran over the corpses on the ground and kept driving toward the hillside.

Seeing this tank, Wang Ye's eyes lit up; hope had returned.

At this moment, inside the tank.

"Brother Dong, go! go! go! Hurry and charge over!"

"Don't rush, let me get familiar with this driving system."

"Holy crap, pay attention, watch the turn to the front right, don't get blown up by the Little Devils' anti-tank guns."

The five members of the tank crew were in a chaotic mess; they were all in a team together.

"It's a good thing the driving system for this thing is simplified, otherwise I really wouldn't know how to drive it." Li Dong, who was driving the tank, said with a chuckle.

At this time, the tank commander was checking the situation outside through binoculars.

"Datou, fire a shot at the 300 direction; there's a Little Devil's anti-tank gun over there, and that guy is aiming at us."

"Alright, coming up, hurry and load for me."

This tank charged forward undauntedly. Wang Ye saw this and immediately looked over, just in time to see the tank fire a shot.

Then it was immediately subjected to concentrated fire from the Little Devils.

However, this thing was a bit thick-skinned; the Little Devils' machine guns couldn't penetrate it at all.

"Liu Yang, let's follow them, this place isn't safe." Wang Ye shouted to Liu Yang beside him, then carried his rifle and followed.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Little Devils' firepower was concentrated on that tank, the two hurriedly climbed a bit further up the mountain.

After finding a small rock on the mountain to use as cover, the two could clearly see the trenches on the mountain and the fortifications hidden inside the mountain.

The Little Devils' fortifications were all built inside the mountain.

They used reinforced concrete.

Looking at these fortifications, Wang Ye didn't know how to charge in.

This was basically a suicide mission for whoever went up.

At this moment, Wang Ye saw that the tank that had charged up the hillside fired a few shots before being hit by the Little Devils' anti-tank gun, paralyzing it right where it stood.

At this moment, inside the tank.

The tank commander, Super Immortal, shook his head and crawled up in a daze.

That armor-piercing round from just now had pierced straight through their tank.

The driver, Li Dong, had already ascended to heaven.

He, the commander, was considered lucky; he was only injured.

The gunner, Datou, didn't fare much better; he hadn't kicked the bucket yet.

"Datou, are you okay?" Super Immortal immediately walked to Datou's side and asked with concern.

Datou widened his eyes, blood constantly flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Heh heh~"

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Super Immortal saw this and didn't understand what he meant.

"Datou, what are you saying?"

"Gurgle gurgle."

Blood bubbles kept emerging from Datou's mouth, and at this moment, he was cursing in his heart.

"Do I look like I'm okay in this state?"

Datou felt like he was unable to breathe.

His consciousness gradually blurred.

Just at this moment, he saw Super Immortal in front of him press down on his chest.

He only felt countless waves of pain wash over him.

"Brother, go in peace; I will avenge you." Super Immortal said with a pained expression.

He looked as if his own brother had died.

Datou slightly raised his arm, wanting to push away Super Immortal's hand.

As a result, Super Immortal immediately used his other hand to grab his hand and pressed his arm back down.

"Brother, I know what you want to say, just go in peace; I will definitely avenge you."

Hearing this, Datou's eyes widened in fury, glaring at Super Immortal.

"Holy crap, you're killing me with pain, let go of me! I don't want you to avenge me!"

Datou wanted to speak, but couldn't.

Finally, his body hung down weakly, his eyes still wide open.

He died with a grievance; he would definitely curse this guy to death when he got out.

Seeing that Datou had stopped breathing, Super Immortal's face was full of grief.

"Brother, I'm going to avenge you."

Super Immortal finished speaking, found his sidearm in the tank, and prepared to exit the tank to avenge Datou.

But before he could open the tank hatch.

Another anti-tank shell hit the tank.