The T43 medium tank that rushed to the front of the team, followed by a whole group of infantry, was destroyed on the spot after a loud noise. Although the ammunition did not explode, it caught fire on the spot, and thick smoke sprayed out from the car.
The visible flames were releasing scalding temperatures, and no one knew whether any surviving crew members would successfully abandon the vehicle and escape.
Kulbalov, who commanded the troops to launch the attack, blinked and froze, and his half-open and closed mouth perfectly interpreted Kulbalov's truest state of mind at this moment.
The distance is at least more than 100 meters, and the armor has been upgraded and strengthened. Taking the German Panther medium tank as the benchmark, the enhanced front upper armor is specially designed to be immune to direct fire from the Long 75 main gun.
How could the German tanks not fire, there was no sign of a decent anti-tank gun on the position, and the Panzerfaust thing was still out of reach, and he was killed on the spot by a soul-piercing shot from such a distance?
Kurbalov couldn't figure out why.
It was also because it happened so suddenly that Kulbalov didn't even have time to take a closer look at what it was that suddenly opened fire at that moment and killed the T43. But in short, it should not be those who were still maneuvering.
Among them were German tanks that had not yet had time to enter combat positions.
But this situation at least shows that the gadget that can kill this T43 is definitely a gadget. It has inconspicuous firing characteristics and good concealment, at least compared to large anti-tank guns and tanks.
For the main gun, this was enough for Kulbalov, who was holding the commander's periscope, to find no trace of it.
"Car No. 132 was destroyed. It was an infantry anti-tank weapon. I saw it!"
A roar from the radio confirmed Kulbalov's conjecture, but at the moment, Kulbalov still had higher-threat targets to deal with first.
"One battalion concentrates its firepower to kill the German tanks, and the rest continue to rush towards the position! Bring out all the machine gun firepower, suppress and fire indiscriminately, quickly!"
At any time, the biggest threat to tanks on the ground is always the opponent's tanks. Knowing this well, Kulbalov ordered the strongest battalion to focus fire first and kill those who were parking their cars from inside and outside the village.
German tanks approaching in the open field.
These German tanks had not yet entered combat status when the battle broke out. Kulbalov watched with his own eyes the German armored soldiers who were busy repairing and recuperating. After throwing down the tools and rags at hand, they hurriedly got into their respective tanks as if their buttocks were on fire.
In the tank.
The Soviet army's advantage was that the German armored forces were not fully prepared when they encountered a surprise attack. Kurbanov was convinced that he could completely knock out these Germans' broken vehicles and turn them into scrap metal before they entered the combat position.
Under the roar of artillery fire from the Red Army 122 Heirloom, any German medium tank below the Panther II will not survive.
The IS6 heavy tanks of the first battalion began to stop and turn the turrets according to the order of the regiment leader. The black main guns were already aimed at the German medium tanks that were still maneuvering and unable to fire accurately. The huge 122 mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectiles were already fired.
Once the gun is in the breech, just pull down the firing lever next to the breechblock to instantly send the German's broken vehicle into the sky.
But at this moment, something unexpected suddenly happened again, and it suddenly struck in a more violent and violent form.
The Red Army tanks that had already rushed into the last 100 meters of sprint distance were suddenly bombarded by more intense direct anti-tank fire.
A large number of UFOs trailing white smoke and orange-red tail flames suddenly roared towards the faces of the Red Army tanks that were already close at hand.
No one knows what these flying objects are, which are similar in size to Panzerfaust anti-tank grenades, but they obviously have a longer range, higher accuracy, and a more deadly aura of death.
Boom boom boom——
This time it was no longer a single loud explosion, but a dense explosion that instantly connected like firecrackers.
Kulbalov was sure that he saw clearly that those UFOs that were emitting white smoke and spitting fire were shot by the German infantrymen on the position who were carrying iron pipes on their shoulders.
At first, Kulbalov even mistakenly thought that it was an Iron Fist on his shoulders. The commander's periscope, which did not have a high-magnification zoom function, could not see such a small thing clearly. But it turned out that this thing was definitely not an Iron Fist.
That thing, at least, would not be the captured iron fist that was widely used by Red Army soldiers.
A newer and stronger improved Iron Fist? Or did the Germans come up with some other fancy gadget?
Kulbalov didn't know which answer was right, but the tragic scene that happened immediately before his eyes was really heart-wrenching, and a surge of anger instantly rushed from the soles of his feet directly to his forehead.
"Five! The Germans killed five more of our cars! They were all penetrated!"
"The Second Company suffered heavy losses, and we need heavy tank support! The Germans have something we don't know about! The medium tanks can't withstand it at all!"
"Comrade leader, what should we do!?"
The radio was filled with terrible and annoying sounds. Kurbalov, who was so angry that even the unshaven stubble under his nostrils was trembling, pressed the call button and spoke again in a tone so fierce that he wanted to eat the German guy alive.
Open your mouth and give the order.
"The medium tanks retreat! The heavy tanks of the second battalion take over the charge! The medium tanks retreat to two hundred meters away to support shooting! Quick!"
In less than half a cigarette, 6 medium tanks were wiped out in a snap, and all of them were shot one at a time, killing them on the spot.
Not only the average Red Army tank unit, but also Stalin's wealthy 1st Guards Tank Division could not bear this alarming rate of loss.
You must know that no matter how large the main force regiment led by Kulbalov is, it only has one medium tank battalion in hand, with a total of 36 medium tanks. After a heavy beating, 6 of them were lost, and the entire tank battalion was completely destroyed.
All the odds were wiped away.
Kulbalov did not dare to think about what kind of losses the medium tank battalion would suffer if it continued to charge forward.
Let alone more than half of the casualties, Kulbalov really felt that it was possible for the entire army to be annihilated.
Kurbalov had also played with the German iron fist before, and knew how convenient and flexible this thing was, and how large the number of people with one weapon was.
Kulbalov guessed that the terrifying new gadget in the hands of the Germans might be some kind of improved iron fist, or at least a similar gadget.
After understanding this, if you let the medium tanks that can't resist continue to charge forward, it will be a pure act of seeking death.
This is not only because the armor of the medium tanks is useless and becomes paper pulp, but there are also deeper reasons involving Kulbalov's personal thinking.
After Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division was upgraded from a brigade-level unit to a division-level unit, in all the battles it has fought so far, there has never been a situation where more than half of the units at the battalion level or above were casualties, let alone the entire army was wiped out.
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The higher a person sits, the more he has to consider the position under his butt. This is true for everyone in the world, regardless of nationality or race.
Kulbalov asked himself that he could not afford the huge price of losing the medium tank battalion, and he did not know how to bear the responsibility for this huge loss, nor did he know what kind of thunderous anger he would face by the division commander.
Therefore, the order to urgently withdraw the medium tank battalion that had been beaten to the edge of the position and was only missing the final blow may sound a bit stupid. But this is from Kulbalov's perspective. Faced with such an emergency,
There is no one best choice in unknown and bad situations.
Sorry, brothers, the bartender bureau was drinking high last night, and the fake had no time to ask everyone. After waking up today, the stomach was uncomfortable and uncomfortable for a day.