Lavrinenko, who also held the microphone, did not wait too long. Malashenko, who made a decision in just a few seconds, spoke immediately.
"Fight with them, Lavry! Our armor and firepower are superior. Since the Germans want to play this game, then we will play with them! Use your frontal armor to cover our flanks as much as possible. If you can't block it, it doesn't matter.
, beat those German guys until they know it hurts!"
Lavrinenko, who had long expected that Malashenko would issue such an order, was not too surprised. Malashenko, who seemed to have never flinched in front of the Germans since the outbreak of the Self-Defense War, has always been a positive person.
type.
Even though Leningrad survived the difficult stage of fighting on an empty stomach, Malashenko, who now has superior troops, has no reason to retreat.
"Understood, we will try to cover your flanks as much as possible, but then our flanks will be exposed to the German mobile tanks in front of you. You have to find a way to prevent them from firing!"
As mentioned before, the biggest advantage of the pincer offensive used by the German armored forces is that no matter what tactical adjustments the Soviet army makes, the German armored clusters divided into two groups can attack at least 50% of them.
The weak side armor part of the Soviet tank.
In the current situation of a plain tank encounter with open stances, maintaining stationary firepower exchanges is already the only executable tactic that Malashenko can use to maximize his own advantages.
"You all heard it, comrade commander will make those Germans pay the price, load armor-piercing bullets and defeat them! Quick!"
Lavrinenko, who is also known to have a bad temper, is naturally very happy to kill Germans. It can be said that no Soviet soldier who can become a tank soldier is a good boy, and he can do this without degenerating into a murderer.
And just having the gene of violence flowing in his veins is already the best situation.
"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"
"This hair was given to you by comrade the head of the regiment. You bastards, please ring the death knell for your head of state!"
boom--
The violent impact of the breech firing pin, which is mechanically connected to the firing pedal, ignited the projectile primer. The chemical kinetic energy of the violent combustion of the propellant pushed the 85mm R-365 hooded armor-piercing grenade projectile out of the barrel instantly.
The KV220 car under Lavrinenko roared like a roaring prehistoric beast.
The firing distance of more than 700 meters is fleeting for armor-piercing projectiles with muzzle velocity as high as 790 meters per second. The Panzer III tank with only 50 mm of armor on the front of the body is simply unable to withstand such a Lianhu.
An armor-piercing attack that even a modern tank could not withstand. An 85mm armor-piercing projectile that could penetrate 100mm of vertical homogeneous steel armor at a distance of 700 meters instantly penetrated the interior of the vehicle body.
The occasional failure of the armor-piercing delayed fuse did not happen again and again. The 85mm R-365 armor-piercing projectile directly penetrated the 50mm armor on the front of the vehicle body and immediately detonated in the center of the vehicle body.
The blasting flames spread like a flood and instantly flooded the entire fighting space inside the vehicle body. Several German vehicle crew members who had not had time to react did not even have time to scream. This had happened countless times on this extremely frozen land.
The death scene came ruthlessly again.
boom--
Crack crack——
The "spectacular" sight of the violent explosion of the gasoline tank and the ammunition rack on the chassis of the car body together, and the shock wave shook everything around him. Walter was directing his crew members to load the next artillery shell and prepare to fire on the Soviet tank.
The lieutenant colonel was immediately shocked.
A powerful explosion less than three meters next to the vehicle caused Lieutenant Colonel Walter's Panzer III tank vehicle, which weighed 21 tons of combat weight, to shake violently without warning like a bumper car in an amusement park.
boom--
"Ah! It hurts so much, I hit my head!"
The standard configuration of the German armored troops, which was only equipped with a canvas armored cap and almost no protection, once again exposed serious shortcomings. The German gunner who suffered a sudden strong impact had no time to react. His forehead wrapped under the canvas cap suddenly
The cold cannon block hit the side, and blood poured out instantly.
"Damn! How are you doing, Koch? Can you still fight?"
The German artilleryman, who was holding his bloody forehead with a large wound on his thumb and his eyes were dizzy. Even the immediate field of vision was completely blurred. However, the German gunner was still struggling to hold on. After shaking his head for a while, he was obviously reluctant.
The words came out immediately afterward.
"I can still fight. The Russian cannonballs can't knock me down. Rather than this, you might as well ask how other people are doing."
The seemingly unnecessary reminder from the gunner is actually not entirely unreasonable.
The German armored soldiers, who had no head protection equipment on the entire vehicle, would definitely encounter an unexpected situation once their vehicle encountered a strong impact like this.
A thumb-sized wound on his forehead, which was bleeding profusely, is considered minor. In the previous armored encounter in the Leningrad battle, Malashenko's command vehicle even crashed head-on into a German tank.
Condition.
The unlucky German armored soldier whose head was not strong enough suffered a strong impact and his head was directly stuck on the iron lump and he died on the spot. Unlike the family cars of later generations, which had two life-saving configurations: airbags and seat belts, his head was bare and unprotected.
It is natural to imagine what would happen to the German armored troops after encountering a strong impact.
Thanks to the reminder from the gunner, Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who was also shocked by the intense explosion at very close range just now, suddenly came to his senses. The situation of the other crew members is indeed the same.
Nothing is known.
"Everyone, report the situation! Are everyone still alive!?"
The words he blurted out in an anxious tone echoed inside the car body space that had just experienced a strong impact. The remaining three crew members who were still alive or almost intact immediately responded to Walter.
"Bolt's okay, I mean me, Loader, I'm okay!"
The words that came from beside him were clearly out of breath. Before he could finish, the words that followed from the front and passenger seats at the front of the chassis were not so reassuring.
"Heavy Gunner Nest is fine, but Cook is passed out! Damn it, my hands are covered in blood, Walter! It's all over my hands! It's dripping from his head and he can't even speak. It's looking very bad."
Wonderful! We have to find a way to save him! Damn it, Cook, don’t die here!”