"Aim at the target! At two o'clock, the Russian heavy tanks and missiles are powered on!"
"Power on is normal! Missiles are ready!"
"Target locked!"
"Okay, fire!"
call out--
That was back in the Zero Highlands, and a new piece of German equipment had given the leader division quite a shock.
Those "German treasures" that were carried on the Tiger tank chassis and used brackets to lift four large wire-controlled command-guided missiles were called "missile tank destroyers" by the German army.
In the first battle, the seemingly indestructible defense of the IS6 heavy tank was destroyed from the front, making this excellent heavy tank with a trinity of mobility, protection, and firepower to be blown away and turned into scrap metal on the spot.
Fortunately, this kind of thing is rare, rare, and you can tell from its appearance that the construction cost is not low. The number is really very rare, even less than pandas.
As that classic war truth goes.
Any rare technical and tactical equipment cannot affect the overall battle situation, so this kind of thing, which is quite terrifying both in appearance and actual combat effect, does not bring any other feeling to the leader except a small shock.
I thought it would be over after the battle at Zero Highlands. After all, how much of your German Tiger tank chassis is left? Even if you rummage through the warehouse, you won’t be able to modify much, right?
But the Germans, who were so dizzy with the lack of cars, really tried their best to do whatever they could.
In line with the "supreme truth" of "grafting firepower onto any crawler chassis that can run", De Lao not only created such precious things as the "No. 6 guided missile tank destroyer", but also the "No. 4 guided missile tank destroyer"
The "car" has also been arranged.
In the dark night, a huge flame suddenly rose up, spraying and impacting.
Kulbalov, who was busy directing the battle, didn't even see clearly what it was. In an instant, he only saw a ball of orange-red whistling flames, which seemed to be some kind of flying projectile heading straight towards him.
Intuition immediately made Kulbalov, who realized the threat, shout that something was wrong.
"Damn it Sokka! It's a missile!!!"
Judgments made based on intuition alone came true in an instant.
The roaring "flying telegraph pole" was slightly less accurate. It almost stayed on the spot, holding on to its position and doing full fire output. The turret of the Kurbalov vehicle passed by. The dark night outside the vehicle
The terrifying and shrill roar coming from the turret was so sharp and harsh that even Kurbalov, who was wearing a tank cap in the turret, could hear it clearly, and his hair stood on end.
Boom——
A huge explosion struck in the next second, picking up the tail of the previous one.
The impact point of the explosion was so close, and the impact of the explosion was so powerful.
So much so that Kulbalov, who was sitting in the 77-ton "Command Combat Bulldozer", could clearly feel the violent vibrations coming from his back chair and the turret basket under his feet. Even if the powerful and terrifying shock wave was
The armor barrier is greatly weakened, and the remaining power that penetrates can almost shake a person's brain.
"Damn it! It's the German guy's telephone pole that's not included!"
The explosion is so powerful that it also has the obvious appearance of an anti-tank missile launch.
There is only one type of German land weapon that meets these two points in Kulbalov's impression: the "German Telephone Pole Launcher" that he first encountered in the Zero Highlands. I think this name was given to him by the division commander himself.
, which is in line with the appearance characteristics. It sounds catchy and easy to remember.
"Damn it, Sokka! Are you okay? This thing is really powerful!"
Kulbalov was not the only one to recover while cursing, but Alsim, who was also on the bridgehead and fighting hard, was almost taken away by the horrific explosion on the spot.
If it weren't for the ready-made bunker built by the Germans on the bridgehead as a cover, Alsim would have either been blown into the river by the air waves, or he would have been blown into a puddle of flesh.
"Bah! Bah! Damn Suka! I'm okay, I still have my arms and legs and I can still fight! How's our loss?"
".look by youself."
Alsim was pulled up by Alsim who was protecting him from lying down. He was still wearing the dog skin of an SS lieutenant colonel. Before he could take it off, Sulovechenko hurriedly asked a question. After hearing Alsim's brief answer
Then he subconsciously turned his head and looked.
It doesn't matter if you don't look at it. One glance at Sulovechenko makes him feel heartbroken.
Hanging on the bridge, beside the position, and even on the eaves of the bridge control room
As far as the eye can see, the remains of our own soldiers are almost everywhere.
It could be seen that quite a few of them had just crossed the bridge and had just gotten off the bus. The mechanized infantry that had spread out before they had time to form a fighting formation were blown up by the entire squad. And judging from the formation, it was obvious that more than one squad was caught in the explosion.
among.
The bodies that were instantly torn apart by the huge explosion were severely shattered, and the bloody arm hanging on the eaves of the bridge control room was so conspicuous. Beside the scattered flesh and tissue, there were two vehicles that were blown away by the explosion.
One car rolled over, and the wreckage of the other car was burning in parallel.
In this single attack, at least two of the mechanized infantry squads that were eliminated by the organic formation started.
The missile that was originally aimed at the tank missed the target and directly led to this final result due to a combination of circumstances. But if it had not led to such a result, the Kurbalov crew might have died. Even so.
Even if the IS7 is equipped with additional protection from a minesweeper, there is no way it can stop the Germans from directly hitting it with long-range surface-to-air missiles, which are modified by indigenous methods.
Either the two squads were wiped out or the brigade commander was killed, it can only be said that no matter which outcome is considered good.
Kulbalov, who survived the attack, was so angry that he gritted his teeth when he saw all this, but at the same time, his anger did not invade his reason.
Kulbalov, who knew the enemy's weapons and their weaknesses, immediately ordered four IS7 vehicles, including his own, to immediately conduct tactical maneuvers.
Whether it's reversing or lateral maneuvering to change tactical positions, in short, start moving first. As long as you move, the enemy's missiles with extremely anti-human guidance methods will seriously reduce the chance of hitting.
If you shoot at a fixed target, you may miss the target. What will happen if you shoot at a moving target? It's almost impossible to guess.
At the same time, at a moment that even Kurbalov himself did not expect.
A familiar and exciting voice came quietly from the radio channel.
"I've seen everything, Kulbalov. I'm on the other side of the bridge right now, with the Rocket Assault Battalion."
"Use grenades to mark the strike coordinates. It doesn't need to be too precise, just the approximate direction. The rocket assault battalion will be responsible for burying those fanatics."
One more update. Sorry for drinking too much last night. Please wait a moment.