Malashenko, who was holding the periscope and almost dropped his chin to his feet, never imagined that these crazy Romanian ghosts would actually use the German-made SFH18 150mm heavy howitzer for anti-tank use. That gun has real performance
Oops, the German "Evergreen" was beaten by the Soviet 122 and 152 howitzers.
The full-caliber high-explosive grenade with a muzzle velocity of 515 meters per second accidentally hit the connection between the turret and the vehicle body and exploded on the spot.
The thick front of the car body and gun mantlet armor did withstand the violent impact of the 8.6 kilograms of Atoma explosives, but the overpressure and impact flames generated by the violent explosion broke through the weak joints between the turret and the car body, along the turret base.
The circle penetrated directly into the car like a flood from a bursting embankment.
The overpressure, which spread far faster than the explosion speed, first took away the lives of the crew members in the car. The explosion that followed was followed by flames and flames that tore apart the flesh and destroyed the ammunition rack on the chassis of the car body.
The loud explosion and fire that Malashenko saw was the final product of this scene. The first IS1 heavy tank in history to be completely destroyed, even the turret was thrown away more than ten meters. In order to deal with the high altitude
The fully loaded ammunition racks carried during intense battles became the main culprit for the turret to fly so far.
Malashenko never thought from the bottom of his heart that the first IS1 heavy tank under his command that was completely destroyed would die in such a cheating way. A wave of shame and anger from the heart immediately rushed together from the soles of his feet.
forehead.
"You bastard! I'll fucking kill you!"
The 150mm heavy howitzer with a maximum shooting depression angle of negative three degrees is less than 500 meters away, protected by a circular arrangement of artillery positions and geotechnical bunkers, with only the tube and the upper half of the gun body exposed. Those
The Romanian ghost guy who didn't have a good weapon at hand seemed to have planned to use this thing as an ace anti-tank gun from the beginning.
"Iushkin! The target is at twelve o'clock, the German's 150mm heavy howitzer, kill him!"
From Malashenko's order to Iushkin's actual response, to the hand-cranked steering wheel and height machine to aim the muzzle of the gun at the target, it is an extremely cumbersome process just to say it, but it takes even more time to actually do it.
The hand-cranked turret cannot aim at the target in a short period of time even if it is operated by Iushkin.
"Hurry up! Iushkin, I can pedal faster than you!"
"I'm doing it, I'm doing it! Don't rush it! The more you push it, the more chaos it will get!"
Separated by a layer of homogeneous steel armor, the outside of the tank was freezing and howling with strong winds. However, Malashenko and Iushkin, who were shouting in the car, were shouting, their faces were red, and their ears were red, and big beads of sweat were running down their faces.
The brim of the tank hat on the top of his head slid down, until it flowed into his mouth, which was filled with bitterness.
Malashenko guessed that it would take about twenty seconds for the 150mm heavy howitzer to be reloaded. It is true that a completely open combat environment can speed up the battle, but the individual quality of those Romanian soldiers is indeed comparable to that of the Germans.
The difference is too big. The reloading time of twenty seconds is the result of Malashenko's comprehensive evaluation of Romanian artillery.
But what Malashenko didn't expect was that the 150mm heavy howitzer, with smoke still coming out of the muzzle, slowly shook the barrel again after just seven or eight seconds, apparently indicating that it had been loaded.
Even if you add in the less than five seconds between the firing of the artillery and Malashenko's discovery of the target, the 13-second reloading time is still like a miracle to these Romanian artillerymen who have witnessed this horrific scene with their own eyes.
Malashenko couldn't help but exclaimed with his eyes wide open and asked: How the hell did these stupid Romanian ghosts do it!?
No matter how surprised and disbelieving Malashenko was with his eyes bigger than cow eggs, the slowly rotating huge barrel still stopped before Iushkin aimed at the target. The black hole was 150 mm thick.
The tube is already aimed straight at the target.
"I'll fuck you!"
boom--
A roar from the soul, a national curse, accompanied by a loud roar and flames rising into the sky.
There was indeed a moment of despair in Malashenko's heart. After no pain came from his body, he quickly realized that the target of the attack was not him, and took the bullet firmly with his face.
The presence of the 150mm high-explosive grenade was due to another IS1 heavy tank located just one vehicle away on the right side of Malashenko.
The 150mm high-explosive grenade that hit the armor plate area on the front of the vehicle also caused unimaginable and shocking damage.
The overpressure that was enough to crush the body and soul rushed into the car through the crack of the shattered driver's observation window, killing the nearest driver on the spot and seriously injuring the three members of the turret.
However, because the direct hit area was the solid and thick upper armor plate of the vehicle body, almost all of it was covered by the explosion flames. The flames of the explosion were not able to rush into the vehicle and cause greater damage. It only blew up the cannon of the IS1 heavy tank on the spot.
The pipe was damaged, and the right half of the operating track was broken.
The IS1 heavy tank whose driver was killed fell over on the spot and stopped like a wild boar that took one .50 shot while running wildly.
For unknown reasons, a stream of black smoke began to shoot out from the gaps in the tank. The commander who struggled to push open the turret roof was the first person to get out of the vehicle. His face was bleeding from all his orifices and his face was covered with blood.
Just by looking at it, one can tell that he will not live long.
Several Red Army soldiers following the tank were hit, and their fragile bodies were blown to pieces, leaving their bodies lying on the spot. But more Red Army soldiers, under the call of the commander, rushed towards the IS1 heavy-duty vehicle that was paralyzed by one shot.
The tank approached regardless of everything, and the various things in its hands were aimed at the Romanian ghost guy who was trying to aim at the is1.
The seriously injured commander rolled and fell to the side of the tank, without even having time to grab his self-defense weapon. He fell to the ground on his back.
A courageous soldier stepped forward, grabbed the commander's collar, and immediately lowered his body and dragged him back. The other two soldiers following him hugged the Bobosha in their hands and squeezed the trigger.
Shooting, the machine gunner, who had his tripod set up on the engine room, hugged the DP light machine gun in his hand and fired at full power.
"Quick! Drag him here, put him here! Quick!"
The Red Army soldiers who yelled to rescue a comrade had just moved to a relatively safe shelter area. The commander, who was leaning against the back of the car and was only breathing his last breath, was struggling, his face covered with blood, and his breathing was rapid, and he was exhausted.
With the last breath of his life, he half-raised his right hand and left his last words.
"There are living people...in the car. There are still living people who can't move in the car. Please save them quickly..."