"Twelve o'clock direction, three hundred meters away! Russian heavy tanks, armor-piercing bullets ready!"
"Loading completed!"
"Fire!"
boom--
The 88mm main gun mounted on the Tiger tank turret sprayed out blazing muzzle fire, and the overflowing fire, flames and shock waves shook the grassy ground under the muzzle brake.
After leaving the muzzle, the 88 mm full-caliber armor-piercing hooded projectile flew straight towards the target. However, no one was sure whether this shot could kill the target. The five crew members in the vehicle were like looking at the stone.
They were just as eager to wait for the upcoming hit result.
Ding-ding——
call out--
"Damn it! It didn't penetrate, it was a ricochet again! How on earth did you hit Carl!?"
The electromechanical man in the co-pilot's position was complaining loudly, but the old man sitting in the gunner's position obviously didn't buy it.
"What do you want me to do? Huh? Do you think you can do it? Okay, you come and sit in my seat, and I'll take your job as an electrical and mechanical engineer that even a random kid from the street can do. What?
How about it? Are you willing to change?"
The importance of the Tiger tank electromechanical officer's position is basically equivalent to the spare tire for everyone in the tank. If someone falls down at any position, he will rush in to make matters worse. The premise is that the tank commander has not ordered the vehicle to be abandoned and insists on persisting.
If fighting.
In normal times, this is just a job of controlling the direction of the car body and the machine gun, paddling the water and fishing. Compared with the four indispensable positions of commander, gunner, loader and driver, it is indeed a little bit better.
Dispensable taste.
As the saying goes, you don't slap someone in the face, and you don't expose someone's shortcomings when you scold someone. The gunner responded with such a sinister, vicious and merciless response on the spot, which directly choked the electromechanical officer who was originally speaking in a high-spirited manner until he was speechless for a moment.
"You...Carl, you bastard, I swear I'm going to beat you up!"
"It's just you? You still want to beat me? Stop it, you can't even beat the little Hans next door who just finished his mother's milk!"
...
"Shut up! This is a war. If you want to quarrel, get out!"
Wittmann didn't like to talk nonsense with the crew members, because he always felt that there was no common ground between him and these little brats in their early twenties. But this did not mean that he would tolerate these idiots on the battlefield.
They quarreled in public and used cruel words to each other. When the adrenaline surges among these young people, someone always has to stand up and take charge.
"Continue loading armor-piercing rounds. Let's try to get closer. The round just hit the front of the car. Remember to aim at the turret next time!"
"Heinrich, start! Get us out of here and move on!"
The driver Heinrich, who was familiar with Wittmann's temper but had never dared to intervene in this small-scale quarrel, obeyed the order. The Tiger heavy tank with a total combat weight of 56 tons once again ejected a burst of exhaust black smoke and slowly rose.
.The 650 horsepower output from the Maybach hl230 gasoline engine drove the heavy tiger body toward the position where it was clear how fierce the fighting was.
The Tiger tank platoon commanded by Wittmann was originally responsible for long-range support firepower, that is, it was part of the initial batch of Tiger tanks responsible for long-range firepower output at a distance of about one kilometer.
After receiving the order to move forward, Wittmann led the reinforced Tiger platoon towards the position, slowing down or ordering to stop several times along the way, and fired at the Russian heavy tanks with exposed weaknesses.
But the actual results were somewhat discouraging. Those rough-skinned Russian heavy tanks were like turtle shells bitten by mosquitoes. Except for the two IS2 heavy tanks with their sides completely exposed, they were completely
It was destroyed and turned into a ball of fire. The remaining shells were either directly bounced away, or they simply crashed into the armor without being able to penetrate it at all.
The development of the battle situation was not conducive to the Offensive Guard Division, and could even be said to be quite bad.
Wittmann clearly saw from the commander's command tower with a good view that none of the stubborn Russian soldiers on the position were afraid of fighting and ran away in fear. Everyone was picking up anything they could think of as a weapon.
The weapons were fighting like crazy.
Therefore, the Guards Division that had already rushed to the position seemed to be close to victory, but in fact it was difficult to achieve actual results.
The tanks rushing into the position had no chance to support the infantry. The Russian heavy tanks crawling everywhere like iron bastards were the biggest threat. These heavy tanks, which were as ignorant of retreating as their own infantry, were firing wildly, every time
The roar of approaching fire basically indicates that an SS tank is about to suffer.
Wittmann even saw some of the Russian heavy tanks that threatened the biggest enemy at hand, directly loaded with high-explosive bombs and fired fiercely at the SS infantry pouring in at the gap.
When the dusty cannon exploded, about seven or eight infantrymen were blown to pieces, and their corpses went up to the sky. So far, none of them have been captured, and Wittmann has no actual opportunity to observe this terrifying heavy tank up close.
, really want to know.
What caliber of gun did the crazy Russians install on this new heavy tank? The blasting effect of this high-explosive shell is comparable to the direct-aimed shooting of field heavy artillery! Not to mention that the infantry can't bear it, just shoot it
There was a loud roar of dust and a burst of fire. Wittmann really felt that the Russians would have no problem even loading high-explosive bombs on tanks.
"As expected, it's you, we meet again! Russian guy!"
Wittmann will not forget that since the battle in the direction of Oboyan, among this Russian heavy tank force that has been lingering, there are a few tanks with unique shapes that are more powerful.
These heavy tanks, which are obviously different in appearance from their teammates, appear to be shorter but thicker and stronger. The entire turret head looks like it has been flattened by a hammer. It has a very distinctive appearance. Wittmann commanded his vehicle,
I have repeatedly shot at the monster with the number 177 painted on the front of the car many times, but without any exception, no actual results were achieved.
But now, the principle of "enemies are always on the same road" has come true once again. Wittmann was very "lucky" to meet this No. 177 heavy tank that once caused him such a headache on the frontal battlefield.
There was no reason to give up and run away in the battle between tough men. Wittmann could clearly see the No. 177 vehicle through his commander's command tower, and it was aiming at an unknown other tank, most of the side of the turret.
All of them were exposed, almost facing him.
Naturally, such a great opportunity could not be allowed to slip away, and the order was immediately blurted out without hesitation.
"Eleven o'clock direction, two hundred meters away! That special heavy tank with 177 painted on its head, hit the side of its turret and fire!"