"Artillery fire? Principal Su, impossible! This is a shooting competition, not a joint military exercise."

How could they possibly dare to shell us? That's a serious violation of regulations!

Dean Miao ordered the drivers and gunners of the Huaxia Type 90-II main battle tanks to maintain their current speed of movement.

Lock onto the drone to try and earn more points.

"Report! Our tanks have been locked on!"

The anti-tank defense system alarm on the Huaxia Type 90-II main battle tank flashed red.

"What? Who has locked onto me?"

The signalman began to analyze the situation quickly.

"French Leclerc main battle tank!!!"

Dean Miao picked up his binoculars, spotted the Leclerc main battle tank's gun barrel, and began to slowly lower it.

This isn't shooting down drones at all; the gun barrel is aimed directly at our own Type 90-II main battle tank!

If hit at such close range, the Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank would very likely be penetrated directly.

Who knows if the French Leclerc main battle tank is equipped with the armor-piercing rounds from yesterday's target practice competition?

Su Lin snatched the radio communication device from Major General He.

"Calling the driver, accelerate immediately and take cover from enemy artillery fire at a 60-degree angle to the south!"

"Damn it, no wonder the cockpit alarm went off, I thought it was a false alarm from the defense system!!!"

The driver was also bewildered; it was a shooting competition, how did the anti-tank defense system alarm go off?

Quickly adjust the battery voltage to the maximum and move rapidly towards the edge of the field!

A deafening roar!!!

A large crater was blown into the rear of the Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank.

Thick black smoke enveloped most of the tank, with only the gun barrel visible protruding from it.

"Type 90-II main battle tank driver, report the status of the driver's cab!"

"Report immediately!!!"

Major General He roared into the radio,

"Driver, sir! Power system normal. Damn it, French rooster! Fire!!"

The Type 90-II main battle tank of China sped out of the black smoke.

Not daring to slow down at all,

"This is a violation of the rules, a serious breach of the competition rules, and I'm appealing now!"

Dean Miao pushed open the door to the operations room.

They arrived at the judges' table.

"French Rooster, did you drink too much fake alcohol last night? This is a serious violation of the rules of the game!"

French Major General Philippe shrugged helplessly.

"General Miao, I don't know what happened either! I'm contacting the operations room now..."

"Please be patient!"

Dean Miao looked towards the direction of the competition venue.

The gun barrel of the Leclerc main battle tank moves along the trajectory of the Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank.

They moved in sync, clearly locking onto the target for the second time.

Prepare for another shelling!

Major General Philippe calmly dialed the French operations room.

They're still concerned about the operational status of their own tanks.

The fact that they almost shot down the Chinese tank has been kept out of the question.

It's clearly a delaying tactic.

Dean Miao could only approach Major General Andrei of the Russian army.

"Major General Andrei, serious violations occurred on the field, and your organizing referee team did absolutely nothing?"

Major General Andrei, puffing on his cigar, pointed to the chief referee on the field.

The chief referee strolled leisurely toward the site of the recent shelling.

"A verdict must be made immediately!"

Major General Andrei made a show of contacting the referee team.

The judging panel carefully examined the location and blast radius of the explosion.

The referee team quickly issued a notice.

"Attention, audience! Please do not panic. Due to the recent misfire of the French Leclerc main battle tank's aiming system..."

An accident occurred, resulting in a friendly fire. The competition continues, and we hope that all participating athletes from various countries will...

"Please prioritize personal safety; competition comes second, friendship comes first!"

"Damn it! Was this a friendly fire incident? The shell is about to hit the back of our tank!"

"General Miao, please abide by the competition rules. This is the judges' panel, not a marketplace. Please return to your operations room!"

After the first day of the rally race, the Russians had completely given up on cooperation.

Dean Miao could only return to the operations room.

"Dean Miao, are those Russians siding with outsiders?"

"That's not entirely true. Right now, only we, Russia, and Germany have a chance to win the championship."

The Russians are trying to use someone else to do their dirty work!

"Principal Su, what should we do? Even if our mobility is excellent, and we barely manage to avoid being hit by the French Leclerc main battle tank..."

That means there's no way to attack the drones!

As soon as Major General He finished speaking,

Another explosion rang out in the stadium.

The French Leclerc main battle tank fired another shell at the Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank.

The shell landed on the right side of the Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank.

At this moment, on the judges' panel

French Major General Philippe came to stand next to German Major General Lyon.

"Major General Leon, is this enough? The enemy can't lock onto the drones at all!"

"Good job! You did a great job, kid!"

Even the French wouldn't dare to actually hit a Chinese Type 90-II main battle tank.

It can only bombard the area surrounding the movement trajectory of the Type 90-II main battle tank.

Attempting to interfere with the Chinese team gaining points.

And it achieved very good results.

The German tanks, including the T-90, took advantage of the scoring lulls in the Chinese team's attacks.

Quickly rack up points.

The T-90's points have reached 155.

The German team has also successfully surpassed the Chinese team, accumulating 149 points and ranking second.

To avoid the artillery fire from the French, the Chinese team...

You can only move at full speed, and your score remains at 137.

Even Voldemort, the tank of the little guy, who was standing next to him, has earned 130 points!

"At this rate, even if we don't get hit, we'll be kicked out of the top three!"

Major General He watched the points on the leaderboard constantly changing.

The gap is widening.

"Shoot down the French Leclerc main battle tank!"

"It exploded???"

Major General He thought he had misheard; this was the 1990 World Tank Championship!

If a conflict were to break out involving the destruction of tanks, who could bear the responsibility?

"Truth lies only within the range of artillery! Besides, isn't the aiming system on our main battle tanks also Russian technology?"

Major General He could only look at Dean Miao.

In case it really causes a huge uproar in world opinion,

Only General Miao can take the blame for this!