Maybe the infantrymen on the position were not very sure, or simply couldn't recognize the roaring group of Russian steel beasts, but Wittmann was different.
Due to professional sensitivity, Wittmann has been thinking about those ferocious Russian steel monsters for the past few days.
The armor of those Russian steel monsters is so thick that it’s outrageous! Even the Tiger tank, which is famous for its tough armor and sharp cannons, may only end up with a single shot.
Although the huge cannon of extremely large caliber takes a long time to reload, as long as the huge cannon roars and fires, Wittmann has rarely seen a few people who can escape from the ferocious muzzle. Lucky man.
And now, the group of Russian steel behemoths with their teeth and claws bared were once again firing on all cylinders and rushing toward us.
Wittmann could clearly see through the telescope in his hand that the two Russian heavy tanks rushing at the front were exactly the same as the ferocious steel monsters in his impression.
In Wittmann's own opinion, such Russian heavy tanks that are experimental or have not yet had time to be mass-produced must be small in number. Otherwise, since the beginning of the Battle of Kursk, he has only been on the road to Obo. I saw that once during the frontal assault in the direction of Yang, and never saw another one!
Now, this group of monsters has returned to the battlefield, leading a large number of steel monsters that always appear with them to appear again.
Wittmann would not be so naive as to think that he had bumped into another elite Russian tank unit that was exactly the same. Even the 177 number painted on the armor of the Russian monster at the front was a coincidence. Completely consistent.
All the visible scenes are silently explaining one thing.
On the frontal defensive position in the direction of Oboyan, the special Russian heavy tank unit that caused the Skeleton Division and the SS Division to break down one after another, has now chased the SS Division and reached Prokhorovka, just like The ghosts in ghost stories are as haunting as ghosts!
"It's these Russians again! We're in big trouble now..."
.The last time, the SS troops, as the attackers, broke down in front of the positions sheltered by these ferocious steel behemoths and stagnated. They were hit one after another by the huge and thick main cannon, and were smashed to pieces. There was no victory. The result is a complete failure for the attacker.
Now, the offensive and defensive sides have switched positions with each other, and it is the SS who are responsible for stopping the group of steel monsters like crazed bulls from advancing.
Wittmann, who had already realized the seriousness of the situation, was very suspicious of what kind of tactical arrangements could be used to prevent this group of Russian steel monsters from continuing to advance and prevent them from opening a hole in their position and letting in a steady stream of infantry. Come in.
At present, there is no good ready-made solution, but this does not stop Wittmann from doing the meaningful things he should do.
"Michelle! Your mission is to lead your platoon to the preset combat position No. 3 on the right side of the position, where you can stop the Russian tanks from moving forward and cover all the infantry within your fire coverage! You need to do this before the order is updated. Keep fighting out there, keep the radios open, and move!"
The communications staff officer who came to assign orders shouted from a distance a few meters away from the side of the tank. Wittmann, half-body standing outside the turret with headphones hanging around his neck, nodded frequently to indicate that he understood.
The communications staff officer who had delivered the order had just run away when a deafening explosion sounded not far away.
Wittmann, who subconsciously turned around following the direction of the sound, was already a step too late. All that was left in his field of vision was the burning wreckage of the headless Panzer IV tank.
This stupid truck captain placed his truck in a position where he was obviously looking for death. Not to mention it is so big and more conspicuous than an anti-tank gun, but he rushed to fire. The Russians are blind so they won't hit you!
"Idiot with no brain..."
Wittmann, who was muttering in his mouth, did not hesitate any longer. While keeping the top lid open and not closed, he retracted directly into the car and put on the headphones again, including Wittmann's own car.
A total of 3 Tigers quickly started moving and headed straight towards the fighting position with some swaying.
With the help of the apparently effective artillery preparation, Malashenko commanded the troops to rush to a position less than 300 meters away from the position in less than a cigarette.
Like explosive hedgehogs, the resistance firepower of the SS positions soared in a straight line. Various anti-tank guns and armored vehicles carrying the guns continued to appear, firing fiercely at their own side.
The Red Army soldiers who entered the range of small arms fire had already jumped out of their vehicles, followed behind the huge heavy tanks of their own to seek cover, and advanced step by step.
The tightly closed rather than open turret top cover provided a fairly good shooting field of view. The machine gunner who carried the DP light machine gun directly put the guy on the turret, stood on the engine compartment cover and crouched, looking into the field of view.
The enemy's position opened fire on the move.
The front of October State Farm is a very wide and relatively flat open space, which is relatively easy to attack and difficult to defend, especially when the enemy is covered by heavy armor.
The relatively flat terrain with few undulations created a very favorable environment for Malashenko. Seryosha, who controlled the gear in first gear and moved forward at a constant speed, tried his best to create opportunities for Iushkin to fire. Gritting his teeth and holding his breath, he loaded the shells in sequence.
Kirill, who inserted the gun into the breech block, shouted that the loading was complete. Iushkin, who no longer needed Malashenko to guide him to the target every time, opened fire.
boom--
The is6 heavy tank's body was shaking slightly while it was moving slowly. The muzzle of the is6 heavy tank suddenly shook, and the tremors intensified. The huge recoil when the 122mm D25t tank gun fired, even a heavy tank as heavy as the is6 will be reflected, and it will not remain motionless.
The 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile that escaped from the barrel hit the front armor of a Panther with a solid hit. Iushkin, who spared No. 4 and focused on picking high-value targets first,
The hit was successful, and the armor on the entire front of the vehicle was almost useless. The Panther's ammunition exploded in an instant, and his head was moved. With a loud bang, he was taken away by 122 Heirloom Justice on the spot.
"Continue! Next! Anti-tank gun, one o'clock direction, turn the turret!"
While Iushkin was firing, he did not forget to find the next target in advance. Malashenko determined that the German anti-tank gun hiding behind the bunker on the slope had fired three times in a row. The threat was not small, so he decided to let Iushkin
Jin prioritized the matter. But he never expected that at this moment, a sudden change would occur, and unexpected trouble would once again hit his head.