"Turn the turret! Adjust the course of the car body at the same time. Don't expose the big side of the turret to the British! The gunner and driver pay attention to your cooperation!"
Wittmann still doesn't know what the penetration depth of the British tank's main gun is. For safety reasons, the fragile turret side and rear armor must not be completely exposed to the British gun muzzle at will. Even if it is necessary
Even if they turned their guns around and attacked the British reinforcements who were leaving the village, they still could not ignore the group of British people who were killed and left their last breath in front of them.
The gunner and driver received the commander's order and started operating at the same time. The huge and heavy King Tiger, just like its predecessor: the Tiger 1 heavy tank, is equipped with a dual-flow transmission system that supports in-situ steering.
One crawler track rotates forward and the other crawler track reverses. The turning speed of the car body is not slow at all and is completely out of proportion to the huge and heavy body of the King Tiger.
That is to say, this quick-response turning of the vehicle body did not last long. The King Tiger, which only tilted the vehicle body slightly, quickly stopped its movement. At the same time as the turning of the vehicle body stopped, there was also the gun caliber that had filled the black hole.
Pointing directly at the turret at the entrance of the village.
"Target, enemy tank! Kill it!"
boom--
What answered Wittmann was not Wegener's words, but the roaring flames of the nearly 70-ton heavy tiger body that suddenly shook again.
The 88mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing projectile that screams in the wind rushes straight towards the target with a muzzle velocity of kilometers per second, extremely accurate.
The firepower and protection are seriously out of proportion, and the armor level is still as good as the Sherman used by the US military. How can it withstand this terrible Long-88 bombardment?
The armor was torn off from the side armor just above the first road wheel on the left side of the car, and violently blasted into the car body. The armor-piercing projectile, which was successfully fired by the armor-piercing delay fuse, instantly detonated in the center of the Firefly car body, spreading into a ball at extremely high speed.
The group symbolizes the flames of destruction.
The Firefly that was the first to rush out of the village ended up not much better than those Cromwells. The fully charged 88mm projectile directly hit the ammunition rack on the vehicle body that was very close, and detonated incidentally.
The oil is also stored in the body of the car.
The slender firefly head of the gun barrel is just like its name, dragging dazzling flames and burning black smoke trails as it flies high and high, just like a flying firefly shining brightly in broad daylight.
The explosion of the huge ammunition was just the beginning. While Wittmann's King Tiger opened fire and roared, Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence, who saw the opportunity hitting his head and face, was not idle and immediately commanded the remaining troops around him.
Several Cromwells launched what they thought would be a fatal blow.
I can't penetrate the frontal armor of this monster tank like you, German. Now you are so stupid that you are so stupid as to expose the side armor to me. I don't believe that you, a monster, are invincible even with the side armor, yet you can't penetrate it.
Sorry, I really can’t wear it!
Ding-ding——
crackling——
call out--
Wittmann expected this to happen. You can never treat your opponent as a fool at any time. Those British guys will definitely take advantage of him to turn the turret to attack the entrance of the village and try to attack the weak side armor to kill him.
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Although there is no absolute certainty, Wittmann, who has reached this point, can only order this gamble. The special reminder for the driver and gunner to pay attention to cooperation is the order.
Thanks to the appropriate rotation of the vehicle's course, the King Tiger's huge turret aimed towards the village entrance did not completely expose the side armor to the direction of Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence.
Instead, it stood on a small soil slope with the gun barrel pointed at an angle of about 40 degrees to the direction of Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence, and the angle formed by the direction of the vehicle body was also about 40 degrees.
The 80 mm physical thickness of the Henschel turret side armor with a protective inclination, plus the 40-degree angle to the enemy deliberately ordered by Wittmann. Adding the two together, based on the position of Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence,
On the straight-line ballistic trajectory, the equivalent armor thickness faced by the slope has exceeded 130 mm.
Faced with this level of outrageous defense, if Cromwell could become a woman on the spot and speak human words, he would probably not be able to say anything else except "I can't do it".
Whether they hit the turret or the side armor of the car, all the shells were ruthlessly bounced away, or pointed straight towards the sky, or rushed straight down, and ricocheted into the soil.
The final result of Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence's attack, which he believed to be sure, was only to scratch the armor of Wittmann's car with a few streaks of camouflage paint, and incidentally also removed a spare track plate hung on the side of the turret for enhanced protection.
Give it a thumbs up.
Apart from this, no substantial damage was caused to this huge and terrifying steel behemoth.
"Damn! Bastard! Is this monster man-made!?"
His incompetent rage had no effect. Wittmann, who could not hear Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence's terrible curse, still stood at his post as commander and continued to do what he should do.
"The second British tank comes out again! Fire and kill it!"
The road in Pokaki Village is much wider than the winding road outside the village, and it can accommodate two tanks running side by side without any problem.
The first Firefly that was overturned before we could figure out what was going on was just the beginning. The second Firefly that rushed out of the village after it had obviously noticed something and realized that the situation was not good.
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The second Firefly in Wittmann's eyes drove into view with the muzzle pointed directly in his direction. The commander of this Firefly bet correctly on the enemy's location.
Regardless of luck or strength, this is obviously worthy of praise.
Wittmann felt an indescribable vigilance and even nervousness about this kind of broken-down vehicle with a gun barrel that was obviously much longer than that of an ordinary British tank and that looked like a Yankee's trash can.
This is definitely a dangerous tank! It might actually be able to penetrate itself!
Although there is no evidence, it is just an intuitive judgment made by the sixth sense, but at this moment Wittmann is more willing to believe that his judgment is not wrong, and he must give priority to killing this British tank whose main gun is obviously more threatening!
Gunner Wegner quickly fine-tuned the direction machine and height machine in his hands, and aimed in both directions at the same time. He had just destroyed the first Firefly and needed a very short time to aim at the second target. At the same time, the second target
The Firefly was not idle either. It was slowing down to a stop and making final preparations before firing accurately.
Life and death only took a short moment. The one who sprayed out the muzzle fire first was King Tiger 007, who still had the absolute advantage in static versus dynamic action.