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Chapter 228 Wolf King

If the previous heavy losses of the German tanks had foreseen their ultimate failure, then the destruction of Major Rucker's command vehicle completely sounded the death knell for the destruction of the German tank group.

Malashenko's vehicle hit the main armor on the front of the turret with a shot from a super close range of fifty meters. The 76mm armor-piercing grenade detonated inside the turret and swept everything around it in an instant. The hot flames and

The death storm-like shattered metal shrapnel turned all three members of the turret, including Major Raquel, into bloody human fragments.

The powerful shock wave of the armor-piercing grenade explosion opened the top cover of the turret of Major Raquel's vehicle, and the tongues of fire that surged out from the inside of the tank exuded a temperature that was enough to scorch the human soul.

At the moment when the armor-piercing grenade detonated, they were able to survive because they were in the driver's and co-pilot positions at the front of the vehicle rather than in the turret. The only remaining German driver and electromechanical personnel in the vehicle crew had just opened the roofs above their heads and wanted to abandon the vehicle and escape.

, the fire in the gasoline tank, ignited by the explosion of the armor-piercing grenade, had already reached its critical point. The ammunition rack on the chassis of the vehicle, which was burned by the gasoline flames as hot as the devil's tongue, burst out with a burst of dazzling light.

boom--

The simultaneous explosion of more than seventy 50mm shells of various types was as powerful as the explosion of a small arsenal.

The wreckage of the Panzer III tank, which had already turned into a burning steel crematorium, could still withstand such destructive power. The detonation of the astonishingly destructive ammunition was like smashing a child's toy car and instantly destroyed the entire wreckage of the Panzer III tank.

Tear to pieces.

Burning armor fragments and twisted parts stained with residual gasoline were like meteorites falling from the sky. They were scattered everywhere from the center of the explosion under the powerful force of the explosion. There was no trace of the complete tank that it once was.

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The two German armored soldiers who had just escaped halfway after opening the turret roof were even more unlucky.

The fragile human body, which was not born for war, was transformed into countless bloody fragments in a matter of moments by the powerful ammunition explosion. The fragmented remains of human limbs even splashed onto the turret of a German tank twenty meters away.

, leaving that shocking scarlet mark before he could stop.

As the saying goes, to shoot a man first, shoot a horse; to capture a thief, capture the king first.

Malashenko, who accidentally destroyed the German tank command vehicle, immediately reaped unexpected and astonishing results.

Major Raquel's unexpected and sudden death made the German armored forces, which had already suffered heavy losses and was on the verge of collapse, no longer able to support itself. The emotions of collapse and screaming words of retreat immediately spread like a plague throughout the entire communication channel.

Come.

"Raquel's car was destroyed! Does anyone know what we should do now? Who will take over the command!?"

"Ah, damn! If it weren't for this guy Raquel, we should have retreated long ago. It's not too late now! If we don't want to die here!"

"Ivan's tanks are all heavy tanks that look like monsters. Our attack is simply killing us! We need to retreat, and we need to retreat now!"

Major Raquel, who has always followed the strict rules and regulations in the armored forces under his command, and set strict demands on himself to set a good example for the soldiers under his command, is recognized and loved by his subordinates, but there are also some mixed feelings.

Fear and fear of his personal prestige and harsh measures.

When Major Rucker, as the field commander, was still alive, the prestige and halo of superiority above his head could also play a leading role in stabilizing the overall situation, allowing his subordinates who were already on the verge of nervous and emotional collapse due to excessive casualties to reluctantly

Execute the order and continue fighting.

But when Major Rucker, who acted as a stabilizing force, suddenly died in battle, the despair and collapse that had been firmly suppressed in his palms suddenly began to flow from the radios of the surviving crews like a flood.

Panic spread over the communication channel.

However, it would be too arbitrary to make a derogatory characterization of the combat effectiveness of the German armored forces led by Major Rucker based on this alone.

The quality of the bicycles occupies an overwhelming advantage over all types of our own tanks, and standing on the same starting line as our own, they are all equipped with radio stations for inter-vehicle communication, allowing for flexible communication and tacit cooperation. They also have a

The commander of the time-travelers who came from later generations personally commanded and led the team to fight.

In the presence of so many unfavorable objective factors, relying on the numerical advantage in hand that did not have a decisive effect, this powerful Soviet heavy tank unit was able to kill more than half of the casualties and almost drove Malashenko to a dead end.

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If Major Raquel had been killed half a minute later, it was still unclear who would win the battle.

But the cruel war had no end. After paying a heavy price in which two-thirds of the tanks participating in the battle were destroyed, the last ten remaining German tanks finally began to retreat, driven by uncontrollable fear and collapse.

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Yu saw the last remaining Soviet heavy tanks in his commander's periscope, and guarded the slightly different KV1 heavy tank with white paint and the number 177 in a relatively safe position in the middle.

The appearance of this special model KV1 was obviously different from other Soviet KV1 heavy tanks, and it was firmly engraved in the mind of Bolt, who was sweating and almost exhausted.

"I have never seen such a capable Ivan since the beginning of the war. This guy is like a wolf king! It seems that as long as he is around, the other Ivans will not collapse and give up, and will always unite with him.

He protects and obeys his orders, what kind of terrible guy is he!?"

It was this special KV1 painted with the number 177. In the battle just now, it ran rampantly into the German tank group like a herd of tigers and sheep, as if it was in an uninhabited land.

It didn't take long for Bolt, who had keen intuition on the battlefield, to discover the special features of the appearance of this No. 177 KV1 heavy tank that was obviously different from other Soviet heavy tanks.

Realizing that this was most likely the vehicle of the Soviet field commander, Bolt decided to strike first and kill the Soviet tank commander to win for himself. Just now, Malashenko was hit by multiple armor-piercing shells during the collision.

, without exception, all come from the hands of Bolt cars.

Unfortunately, the Panzer IV commanded by Bolt, equipped with a 24x caliber shorter 75 mm main gun, was inferior to the German Panzer III tank in terms of anti-armor capabilities.

When facing Malashenko's vehicle, whose armor protection performance has been improved to a higher level than the original kv1, it is as helpless as a mouse pulling a tortoise.

A shot was fired and the sound was heard. This was the only "substantial damage" caused to Malashenko's vehicle by several armor-piercing rounds from Bolt's vehicle.


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