Chapter 1451 The Fall of Portland (Second update, please subscribe)
“Clatter…”
On the streets of Portland, the sound of metal tracks clattering and bones being crushed echoed across the battlefield.
On the snow-covered streets, a tank continued to advance along the street under the cover of dozens of infantrymen. Although there were barricades set up by the resistance on the streets, they were almost insignificant in front of the tank. The barricades that could have blocked the infantry attacks were easily knocked over by the tank, and the resisting soldiers were turned into ghosts by the machine gun fire.
The tank drove over the corpse, crushing it into minced meat. The tank's tracks were covered with minced meat, and as it moved forward, it even left two red tracks in the snow.
"See? This is a tank!"
Remi, who was staying in the ruins on the roadside, said to Gabriel.
"As long as they walk back and forth twice, they will turn all the corpses into minced meat..."
In the past few days, in Portland, there have been rumors everywhere about how powerful tanks are. They can destroy everything. Not only can bullets not penetrate their steel armor, even cannons cannot destroy them.
Licking his dry lips and taking a breath, Remi touched the "Thor's Hammer" beside him. This thing was sold to the South by the Empire's arms smugglers during the Civil War. Loaded with 2 kilograms of silica explosives, the "Thor's Hammer" was well received by soldiers from both the North and the South as soon as it was put into the battlefield. In the past, the "Thor's Hammer" was used to destroy fortifications, but what about now?
"It should be able to blow up tanks!"
Holding it tightly, Remy thought silently, he was not sure whether "Thor's Hammer" could blow up a tank, but this thing could even blow up a house, so it should be able to blow up a tank!
Remi glanced at Gabriel who was standing aside.
"God bless me, I hope I can blow it up!"
"Remi!"
Gary Bull looked at his friend nervously.
"Garibul, you guys fight the infantry later. After you separate the infantry, I'll go and blow them up! Just like when we fought the Indians in the past, you guys attract the infantry's attention, and I'll deal with the tanks!"
Maybe Remi was not a soldier, but as a militia, they had fought many battles with the Indians. It was just that at that time, Gabriel and his men were responsible for attracting the attention of the Indians, while he led others to attack the Indian camp and kill the women and children in the camp.
"Remi, this is too dangerous!"
"If we don't blow up the tank, we'll all die here! And..."
Remi said as he looked at his friend.
"We need to know how to destroy it!"
After that, he ran towards the destroyed house in front of him with "Thor's Hammer" in his hand, and then made a gesture to Gabriel and his friends.
They pulled the trigger and shot at the infantry. Faced with a fierce counterattack, the tanks and the infantry retreated to the ruins on both sides of the road. While they were shooting at the enemy, the tanks continued to move forward. At this time, the tank drivers did not realize that they had left the cover of the infantry.
"The time is now!"
Without any hesitation, Remi crouched and moved continuously among the ruins, crawling among the craters and ruins. Carefully crossing the craters and ruins, he finally came to a broken wall ruins only a dozen or so away from the tank, and then he lay in the ruins waiting for the tank to approach.
"A little closer, a little closer..."
When the tank was only a few meters away from him, Remi bent his body as much as possible and curled up completely. The ground was even shaking when the tank passed by, and the dust between the broken bricks kept sliding down. He could see the tank passing by through the gaps.
In a flash, he suddenly jumped up, raised his hand, and threw the "Thor's Hammer" in his hand directly towards the roaring tank.
With a "bang", the heavy "Thor's Hammer" fell on the tank.
Success!
Before Remi could even cheer for his success, the infantry in the rear spotted him and immediately shot at him. Before he could dodge, he staggered after being shot and fell heavily to the ground.
"boom!"
Accompanied by a loud explosion, a violent flame exploded behind the tank that was originally rushing across the street, and the tank was destroyed in the flames.
When the tank was destroyed, everyone was stunned. Who could believe what they were seeing?
The seemingly invincible tank was destroyed just like that!
While the Ming army was stunned, Garibul led the militia to launch a counterattack. Perhaps because the shock was too great, the Ming army retreated after only a brief resistance.
After repelling the Ming army, Gabriel came to the ruins and saw Remi, who was dying.
"Remi, Remi..."
Remi smiled at his friend's shout and murmured.
"I, I destroyed it, destroyed the tank..."
"I know, I know, you must survive..."
Remi died amid Gabriel's shouts.
Half an hour later, under the counterattack of the Ming army, Garibul and his men fled from their defense line, leaving behind dozens of corpses. Their occasional brave acts on the battlefield could not change the general trend of the situation.
On January 23, Portland, a city of 100,000 people, finally surrendered after resisting for a month and at the cost of tens of thousands of deaths.
When the commander surrendered, not everyone chose to surrender. At least Gary Bull did not surrender. He led more than a hundred militiamen to withdraw from Portland before surrendering. At the edge of the snow-covered forest, he turned his head to look at the city behind him. This beautiful city has now become ruins. Many houses were burning in the artillery fire, and only black beams were left in more houses.
Post-war Portland was completely destroyed!
This is their city, a completely destroyed city.
"Captain, we have to leave."
At the urging of his comrades, Garibul pursed his lips, stared at the city in the distance, and then he talked to himself.
“We will definitely be back!”
It is still unknown whether this oath can be fulfilled, but one thing is certain: Portland, the largest city in the north of the West Coast, was finally conquered after 35 days of resistance. Nearly half of the 40,000 defenders were killed or wounded, and only less than 5,000 people broke through and fled into the forest, and from the forest to the South which had not yet fallen.
But the fall of the South was only a matter of time, and the fall of Portland had an unprecedented impact on Americans in the West. After all, Portland was a metropolis in the eyes of many northerners...
(End of this chapter)
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