"German tanks, right at twelve o'clock, aim, load armor-piercing rounds!"
"Loading completed, armor-piercing bullets are ready!"
"Targeted!"
"Fire!"
boom--
The 122 mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectile that rushed out from the muzzle fire was so powerful that it instantly smashed through the armor of the poor Panzer IV tank like a meteor hammer stuck to the window paper, poured into it, and followed closely.
The subsequent explosion was like Chinese New Year's fireworks and artillery shells, setting the entire turret on fire and taking off into the sky together with the three unlucky ones inside.
The German army that was dived and bombed by the tactical bomber formation in Figure 2 was not a complete position, but a moving German armored force that surprised Malashenko.
Just at the first moment they met, Malashenko could tell that the German garbage can army in front of him was not simple.
No. 4, who was blown away by a cannon, was just unlucky enough to be the first to die. Behind No. 4, there were a large number of German medium and heavy tanks that had just been bombed by air raids and were in a chaotic formation.
It can be seen that the scene was like a bastard who had just been stabbed and the floor was full of bastards crawling around.
I don’t know how many detailed numbers there are, but based on this rough calculation, they must be at least half the size of a German armored division. As soon as we came up, we directly encountered such a powerful opponent, which really shocked us.
Comrade was a little surprised.
"It's really honorable. I'm afraid the main force of an armored division is here, right?"
The road we came all the way was filled with the wreckage of destroyed German vehicles, and the wreckage of tanks accounted for a considerable proportion of them. This was enough to show that the devastating shelling just now had indeed destroyed the people who had just been driven out.
The Germans who returned to the starting position were caught off guard by the bombing. They were bombed before they even had time to rearrange their defenses. They could not distinguish between east, west, north and south, and suffered heavy losses.
Regarding the formation he just witnessed with his own eyes, Malashenko estimated that the German armored forces would have very few remaining troops on hand after such repeated setbacks.
Such a big scene.
The Kraut armored force in front of me, which looks like half a regiment, might be the main force of a Kraut armored division.
Considering that the Germans' broken vehicles were bombarded not long after they were driven back to the starting position and were unable to retreat, such a situation is very possible. The first blow of the knife can kill a German armored division.
The surprise really made Comrade Ma's mouth turn into a lotus flower.
"Assault formation! Our troops are superior to the enemy, rush forward and tear these Germans to pieces! Don't give them a chance to fight back!"
Half of the regiment's battered vehicles were blown to bits, and it was a miserable sight. Such a crotchless opponent was not worthy of Malashenko's waste of time on tactical encirclement and roundabout attacks. In one go, he rushed forward and crushed these Germans to death.
A stick is the best choice. It is almost impossible for the German guy who has been beaten into this state to withstand this fierce impact. Malashenko is betting that this stick will collapse at the first touch.
Of course, the so-called assault does not mean that all tanks step on the accelerator and rush to fight the Germans with bayonets at close quarters. This is not how heavy tanks work. Doing so will create an unfavorable situation and lose the advantage.
When the second tank regiment led by Malashenko was close enough to be confident enough to hit the German tanks with one shot, the is6 heavy tanks at the front almost all braked and stopped moving forward.
The black muzzle has already been guided by the turret that has been turned in advance, roughly predicting the direction of the target. After stopping instantly, it only needs to fine-tune the height and direction of the machine to fire quickly. Such efficient combat details are mastered by the Stalin Guards First Tank
It's just a basic operation that everyone knows and every crew member is proficient in.
"Fire! Send those Germans to the sky!"
Boom boom boom——
The heavily armored IS6 heavy tanks roared in unison, firing the first wave of armor-piercing projectiles, roaring straight towards the German vehicles that were less than 700 meters away.
There are so many models and types of those German shabby cars that are like bastards crawling all over the ground. Not only are the common No. 4 and Sanbald, which have long been outdated, there are even open-top German self-propelled artillery and Tiger-1
Heavy tanks are junk that has been discontinued long ago.
Yes, that’s right, it’s that boxy, crispy shoebox tiger.
Since the debut of Tiger King, Malashenko has almost never seen Tiger Style again.
This is not to say that the Germans have abandoned even the Tigers that have been produced and put into service, but that the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division led by Malashenko always fights in the most intense and cruel directions.
Go up and fight for their lives with the Germans' main elite force, confronting them head-on.
Most of these German main forces and elite armored units, who are Malashenko's opponents, are also priority targets for the replacement of new weapons. Powerful things like the King Tiger naturally have to be given priority. The retired Tigers are either handed over to other units, or
It may be sent back to the rear for overhaul or transformation, or it may have been almost completely lost in previous battles. The situation varies.
All in all, seeing a large number of Shoebox Crunchy Tigers again on the battlefield, Comrade Ma's smile was indeed brighter than before.
"Come on, let's see how I kill you guys today!"
Even whether it can withstand the 85mm gun depends on the distance. The Tiger armor protection is just a matter of luck. Facing the powerful and heavy bombardment of the 122 Heirloom, it is simply useless and brittle as thin paper.
Just in this first round of fire and bombardment, more than a dozen of the German tanks that had just faced the disaster and were facing new difficulties were wiped out in an instant. They were either stationary, with their lives and deaths unknown, or they were slowly squirming.
Even a rookie crew can hit the target, so it is not surprising at all to achieve such a brilliant first-round result.
"Russian tanks, Russian tanks are coming! Hurry up and fight!"
"What are we going to do to fight? Those flies haven't flown away yet, how can we fight the Russians?"
"Support, we need support! Russian tanks are everywhere, they...ah!!!"
boom--
Ding-ding——
Before he could finish his words, he was shot through the head by a shot, knocking off the 17-ton turret. The Tiger tank, which was regarded as a secret weapon just two years ago, has now been reduced to the same status as the Panzer IV tank.
It's shabby. Its 100 mm main armor protection is no different from the reinforced 80 mm armor protection of the Panzer IV tank. All beings are equal in front of the 122 heirloom.
The only ones who can still resist are the King Tigers who are relied upon by the German army as their mainstay and final savior.
But even these heavily armored German behemoths are in a very bad situation right now. They are being hit by 122 shells that come from different angles and directions from time to time. They are trembling and might be shot through at any time.
Armor, risk of vehicle crash and death.
"Schroun, if we continue like this, we're not far from being doomed! You'd better think about what to do!"