The Soviet artillerymen who died after firing only one round of artillery were so abnormal that they were still unable to determine whether their opponents were cheating or playing some other tricks. They lay on the ground for a long time.
He couldn't move at all, for fear that as soon as he stood up, he would hear the terrible whistling sound like an old cow's breath hitting the top of his head again.
I don’t know how long it took, but maybe it was enough to make anyone lying on the ground fall asleep.
An SS infantry assault captain in charge of leading the team raised his head while holding the MP40 submachine gun in his hand, and quietly looked around him and at the Soviet positions opposite him. Although he felt something was wrong, he really couldn't tell what it was.
So when the situation came, he finally gave the order.
"Stand up! Keep attacking, quick! The Russian shelling has stopped!"
Indeed, the infantry assault captain who led the team was right. The artillery bombardment of the 152nd Religion of Justice had stopped, but immediately afterwards there was an even more exciting scene that hit their faces.
"Are you aiming?"
"Of course, that German guy doesn't even know he's going to see their Kaiser."
"Then fire!"
boom--
Iushkin is still not used to the pull-rod firing method of the 122 gun. The actual operation of the firing pull-rod placed on the side of the breechblock always feels a bit awkward, but this is not enough to affect Iushkin's justice and slaughter of those who are lawless.
Hiss Invaders.
The IS6 heavy tank hidden behind a haystack suddenly spurted out roaring flames. The high-pressure flames and shock waves ejected from both sides of the muzzle brake directly rolled up the withered grass on the ground and carried it into the air.
The straw stack that could almost completely block the front projection of the entire IS6 heavy tank was completely destroyed. After the muzzle fire dissipated, there were basically only two pieces of withered grass left floating in the air. The rest was completely blown away to an unknown location.
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The 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile rammed towards the target with extremely astonishing kinetic energy. A Panther that was parked on the spot and was about to fire two rounds to test the firepower was hit on the spot.
The sloped armor on the front of the car body, which can withstand direct fire from the 85mm main gun at close range, is nothing compared to the righteous 122**.
The huge armor-piercing projectile that smashed the hood with one end continued to rush forward, and with the terrifying residual kinetic energy, it forcibly cut through the sloping armor on the front of the vehicle body, penetrated into the center of the Panther tank's vehicle body from the front, and then detonated.
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Boom——
Just like those predecessors who had their little heads beaten all over the ground not long ago, this Black Panther, which had not yet figured out where its opponent was, once again transformed into the German Manned Spaceflight in a completely confused state, and was directly beaten by the powerful
The huge ammunition exploded with a wave of flames and a shock wave that blew the head away.
The chance of a tank being penetrated by the 122 gun without ammunition exploding is infinitely close to zero. This is one of the biggest advantages of large caliber and high charge. The long and tedious loading process is not useless and does not have the slightest effect.
, efforts will eventually be rewarded.
The yellow-green striped camouflage turret, whose entire base was smoked into deep black, fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground. It was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. The headless vehicle body, which was spitting fire from all over the body, looked completely lifeless.
It's possible.
Not one of the five SS armored soldiers was able to escape alive, and there was not even a trace of a struggle to escape. The welds of the armor on that side were broken open, leaving a big hole.
In the wreckage of the car, it is difficult to say whether there are a few body parts that indicate that life at least existed.
The Skeleton Division, who had just been stunned by the explosion, had not had time to catch their breath in the second wave of attacks. Malashenko struck out from the shadows and struck first again, giving his opponent a precise wake-up call.
From his commander's periscope, he clearly saw the miserable appearance of the Panther when it was killed. Malashenko, who had a sinister smile on his lips, patted Iushkin who was next to him.
shoulders, smiled and spoke.
"Well done! That carload of Germans went to meet their Kaiser!"
"Armor-piercing bullets continue, prepare for the next one! Hurry!"
The sound of a cannon fired from Malashenko's car was just the beginning, followed closely by more deafening roars of 122 Heirlooms.
Ding-ding——
boom--
Malashenko once felt like this: The sound of the 122-gun fire when heard in the car felt like a violently shaking beer bottle smashed directly against the wall without opening the cap. After mixing this sound through post-production synthesis
It was made even more subdued, and the current scene was multiplied by ten times, and played at the same time, which was the most real current echo in Malashenko's mind.
The tank battalion equipped with a large number of IS2 heavy tanks launched a powerful almost salvo fire in the first wave of attacks. The screams and roars of the 122 cannons resounded over the entire position. Even the company holding on to their weapons and holding on to the trenches
The soldiers couldn't help but cover their ears to prevent the exaggerated roar of fire from shaking their ears.
Because the timing of firing is too tight, the inter-vehicle communication and information coordination of tanks in this era are far inferior to the third-generation main battle tanks of later generations.
So although the scene that followed was a waste of firepower for the Soviet army, it was completely different for the German army who was under direct artillery fire.
The Long 75 No. 4 responsible for cooperating with the Panther tank in the attack was the most unlucky.
This Type IV H tank has additional armor on both sides of the body and the outer ring of the turret, and several additional cut armor plates are welded to the front to enhance defense.
After being directly bombarded by at least three 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectiles, almost no complete parts were left in the violent explosion, and it was torn into pieces by a violently spreading fire on the spot.
The 80 mm front main armor of the vehicle body and the 20 mm welded additional armor form a solid defense with a physical thickness of 100 mm that can theoretically even rival the Tiger tank, but this temporary battlefield modification still cannot save it.
A fascist villain targeted by his loving father.
The completely unreasonable 122 armor-piercing bullets shot through the turret, the hull, and the crotch of the trousers at almost the same time. All three impact points were penetrated on the spot, and the Panzer IV had no room to struggle.
After a slight shake, the entire tank entered a spiral state on the spot. The fire dissipated, and after the dust settled, only the messy wreckage, which was blown up like locusts passing through, was scattered on the ground.
The surviving SS infantrymen who were not too far away could indeed see with their naked eyes that the machine was twisted like a Tianjin hemp flower and at least flew out of the big black iron lump more than 40 meters away from the center of the explosion. No accident.
It should be the gasoline engine of this Type IV H tank.