The moment they drove out of the village, the firefly, which was not completely targeted, originally had the opportunity to attack first.
If this is a Sherman that has not been overturned, it only needs to slow down slightly instead of completely stopping to fire more accurately. The early stabilizer equipped on the Sherman tank is enough to support accurate fire at low speeds.
It's a pity that the over-replaced Firefly doesn't have a main gun vertical stabilizer. To say the least, even the Xie Mantou with the stabilizer can't hurt the Tiger King at all. The crotch penetration is so deep that even the Tiger One can't penetrate it, let alone the Tiger King.
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So no matter what the situation is, essentially there will be no qualitative change in the result.
Be it Sherman or Firefly, the only outcome waiting for these two Allied tanks is their demise.
boom--
The huge Tiger King 007, like a steel mountain, roared and fired again. The orange-red flames erupted from the muzzle were filled with the breath of death, and the hooded armor-piercing projectiles whizzing at high speed were torn through in the blink of an eye.
Remove the side armor of the vehicle body and pour it into it.
The final result remained unchanged. Only about ten seconds after the first Firefly was destroyed, the second Firefly tank followed in its footsteps and was directly blown away in a violent burst of fire and flames.
The head suddenly rose to the sky, leaving behind a torn and flaming headless car body, which was as shocking as a crematorium.
"Very good, well done! This is the effect you want!"
Destroying two Firefly tanks was only part of Wittmann's purpose, not even the main one.
The most important result that Wittmann really wanted has actually been achieved. The two burning steel wrecks not far apart are particularly important for the next battle. They are the key props used in Wittmann's plan to block the entrance to the village.
, and even the position to destroy the two Fireflies was something Wittmann had considered, and judging from the final result, it was obvious that he achieved his goal.
One after another, the remains of the fireflies, no more than three meters apart, were located in the middle of the village entrance. Two heads that had been torn off from the car body also fell to the side of the car, appearing as annoying obstacles.
black smoke.
Of course, the British reinforcements trying to fight their way out of the village had more than just these two tanks. In fact, they also had several Fireflies, Stuarts supported by the Americans, and their own Cromwells.
A well-organized armored force was formed, and many British infantry advanced to cooperate with it.
But now, the British army that had just emerged was blocked at the entrance of the village and could not advance even an inch. At least, the tanks could no longer break out from the main road at the entrance of the village and go to the battlefield outside the village just a short distance away to support them.
It will take time to clean up the immobile wreckage of these two vehicles and remove them from the road, and what the British army lacks most right now is precisely time.
Knowing that the entrance to the village had been completely blocked and that armored vehicles could not pass at all, the British commander in the village who led the reinforcements quickly sent the bad news to Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence who was still struggling to support himself outside the village.
"The Germans destroyed our tank and blocked the entrance to the village with its wreckage! We can't get out now! Didn't you say they only have one tank!? Why can they attack us at the same time!? What is going on!?
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The tone and mood of the British commander in the village were also quite restless, full of questions, and unclear about the external situation. Being locked up in the village, he was actually panicking, for fear that his people would be blocked by Germans in the village.
There are dumplings inside.
That's why some people questioned Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence's report just now, fearing that they had been deceived and made a wrong judgment.
But obviously, Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence, who was in dire straits, was even more depressed and irritable. He was now more anxious than an ant on a hot pot. Why did these idiots in the village want to trick him at this time?
A handful!? Damn it!
"Although they only have one tank, the Germans are not fools! You are a greater threat than us, and they are turning their guns to attack you! We are trying to take the opportunity to attack his protective weaknesses! Damn it! Is this German monster indestructible?
Yes? Keep firing! Use all the armor-piercing bullets, and don’t stop until you paralyze this monster!"
"And you guys, hurry up and come to support! I don't care what method you use to get out. If you come later, just wait to collect the corpses for us. This will be the annihilation of the whole army!"
Snapped--
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I was unhappy here, but I never thought that I would be scolded. The British commander in the village who was holding the radio transmitter was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. If Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence was in front of him, he would definitely
I don't mind rushing up and giving this yelling bastard a kick.
But form is stronger than people, and now is not the time to act on impulse.
Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence is right, the first priority is to find a way to get out of the village quickly. This is not only to save this bastard and the people under him, but also to give himself a reassurance to prevent being blocked in the village and being unknown.
When will the German troops arrive and make dumplings?
The British commander in the village guessed that the Germans must have more reinforcements on the way, otherwise a single tank would attack single-handedly in an ambush. This cannot be explained in any case. It makes no sense, even if it is a suicide attack.
Bringing someone to death like this.
"Reverse! Everyone reverse! Crush the wooden house over there and blast it with artillery! If necessary! Use your top speed, fast!"
The British troops trapped in the village were still trying to find a way out and fight their way out of the village. Wittmann, who had just bought himself precious time, ordered the turret to be turned around again and re-aimed the black hole of the muzzle.
The British troops on the road, who had only the remnants of their defeated troops, were killed.
"Oh oh oh... Damn it, that monster is targeting us again! Get out, get out of here! Our tanks are no match!"
"Get off the road and get off quickly! The Germans are going to fire again!"
"Damn it! Don't push me, I'm about to fall!"
Vehicles blocked by various vehicle wreckage strewn across the road may have difficulty moving and are quite restricted, but those British infantry who survived the ambush were not restricted by this restriction.
But what surprised Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence was that, instead of being of any help, our own infantry were frightened by the Germans' monster tanks.
One person, count one, all rushed to chase one after another and ran down the road, hiding behind the low-lying slope on the opposite side of the road to seek cover. With such a life-threatening running and chaotic posture, I really wished my parents had spared me a child.