The recognition between strong people is often mutual. Even just one movement or detail in one breath is enough to reflect a lot of things.
"The reaction speed is very fast! They are turning the car body and turret at the same time, Carl, they are coming towards us!"
"I saw it! Don't worry about it, prepare to fire next time, shoot at the weak point and kill the rest!"
Kirill realized that his opponent was not simple, and Karvus and Kosher also realized how quickly the enemy in front of them reacted.
Faced with attacks from behind and interference from the chaotic and noisy battlefield environment, he was still able to identify the approximate location of the enemy so quickly.
How it is done is not important, it is just a process. What is important is that the opponent did find the right direction in the shortest possible time. This is the result, and it is also the place where Calvus is really surprised.
"Hit those cars coming towards us first, quickly!"
Most of the Russians who were still able to continue fighting were driving their tanks to try to target themselves and Koshel. Kalvus could clearly see this scene from the periscope of the commander in front of him. This was far better than what Bolt saw.
The threat to you is much greater. It's not that Calvus doesn't want to help his brother, but the threat he faces is far greater than yours. Everything has its own priorities, that's all.
The rapid one-time reloading brought by the use of 88mm fixed-load ammo is a big advantage. The reloading speed of Kalvus and Koschel, who had just finished firing a round, was indeed quite fast.
The remaining IS6 heavy tanks under Kirill were still using cumbersome and slow single-stream transmissions to change the direction of the vehicle body. At the same time, the turrets that were rotating in one direction had not yet had time to fully point to the target. The latches in the turrets of the two King Tigers at the entrance of the village were closed.
The sound was accompanied by a loud shout from the loader, a dull sound.
Bang——
"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"
"Loading complete!"
"Fire!"
boom--
The interval between two firings was only a little over 6 seconds, which was quite astonishing even according to the strict requirements for veteran crews.
The several IS6s that are still trying their best to turn around are still in a state where the car body is balanced and the side of the turret is facing the enemy. Although the biggest weakness, the rear, is not exposed to the enemy, the situation with the side facing the enemy is still not much better.
Go, face the close attack of two King Tigers, and you are completely helpless.
The screaming armor-piercing projectile that hit the enemy's face hit the side armor of the turret mercilessly, spattering out a long string of dazzling sparks, accompanied by a huge abnormal sound caused by the distortion and deformation of the metal.
The is6's turret side armor is strong enough, so strong that even the Tiger's Short 88 will most likely not be able to effectively penetrate it at close range. However, it is still not invincible, and it is not strong enough to withstand the precision and lethality of the Long 88.
The hood and the hood were smashed into pieces. The armor-piercing projectile broke through the outer armor and continued to penetrate deep inward. The IS6 heavy tank, which was still turning, trembled all over, like a drunkard, and then...
A loud and shocking explosion rose from the ground and resounded throughout the sky.
The huge turret was instantly lifted off the chassis of the car body, and the soaring fire peeled off the broken armor fragments and scattered them in all directions.
More than one is6 heavy tank was destroyed. Two ace commanders of the National Defense Forces, who already had hundreds of kills on their account, used their killer moves. With their skilled combat experience and sufficient understanding of the enemy tanks, they used their own skillful combat experience and sufficient understanding of the enemy tanks to attack the weak point with one strike.
An IS6 was penetrated by the armor on the side of the turret and decoyed the first ammunition rack of the turret to explode, which ultimately led to the destruction of the entire vehicle.
Another is6, the rear side armor of the car was directly penetrated. Fortunately, the ballistic trajectory of the armor-piercing projectile was not towards the passenger compartment, but directly towards the rear power compartment.
Go in.
Boom——
There was a moderate explosion, accompanied by flames, thick smoke, and flying debris and parts, flying out from the power cabin and being thrown into the air.
The successfully detonated projectile warhead charge completely destroyed the power compartment of the is6. Not only the transmission system and the engine were blown up on the spot, it also instantly ignited the diesel pipeline that was originally difficult to ignite under normal temperature.
Smoke and fire ignited.
"Ahem...get out, get out! You can't stay in the car anymore, this smoke is poisonous! Get out!"
Even if it is just a fire, they may still be able to continue fighting. The brave and glorious soldiers of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division do not lack such courage, and they are still undaunted even if subsequent chain explosions may occur at any time.
But the fire that instantly broke out from the power cabin spread so fast that ordinary people could not imagine. The ferocious flames not only licked the metal but also burned the non-metal parts. The sealing rubber ring was mixed with other...
The black smoke released by the burning of non-metallic parts is both dazzling and highly toxic.
If we don't get out of the car now, everyone in the car will be smoked to death in the narrow and airtight interior of the tank within half a minute.
Fortunately, the crew members who were not injured left their vehicles one after another, either escaping through the hatch on the top of the turret, or climbing out directly from the escape exit of the chassis.
There is no infantry on the battlefield. This is a pure tank-to-tank, steel-on-steel strangulation battle. There is no need to worry about infantry light weapons firing bullets at the tank soldiers who abandoned their vehicles to escape, but this does not mean that from
Anyone who escapes from the car can sit back and relax completely, safe and sound.
This is a battlefield, a cruel Eastern Front battlefield where you either die or live. There is no rationale or morality in being beaten and tortured in a bloody purgatory. Killing the opponent as soon as possible by any means necessary is your only choice, nothing more.
Da da da da——
"Uhhh!!!"
The last loader who climbed out of the turret hatch still held his truncated self-defense AK in his hand, and was about to drop the gun to his comrades under the vehicle, so that he could have two hands free to climb out quickly.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, a machine gun barrage of bright green tracer bullets suddenly came rapidly from the direction of the village entrance. The loader, whose lower body was still in the turret, had no time to dodge. A dance of blood suddenly appeared behind him.
He screamed and lay motionless on the turret.
"Ishka! Damn it, Ishka!!!"
The commander, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, couldn't hold back any longer as he watched this scene happen. He kicked off his legs from under the cover of the car body and was about to get up and crawl towards the turret, but was stopped instantly by a big hand that came in time to stop him.
Hold on.
"Are you crazy!? It's useless. Who can survive if that thing hits the upper body with a shuttle!? Does it mean your life is also involved!?"