The German army had two tanks lying across the street in front, one was a Panzer IV equipped with a 75mm main gun, and the other was a Panzer III with a long 50mm gun.
The Germans placed these two tanks directly in the middle of the road as fixed turrets. There were some sandbags and other debris piled on the tank's front, crotch, and front of the turret to serve as gun emplacement bunkers. It seemed that they obviously planned to set up a turret here.
Fight to the death and never retreat.
Malashenko didn't have time to think about why these Germans put their tanks in the middle of the road as forts instead of moving them. Of course, he didn't care about the negligible threat that these two German junk tanks might bring to him. This was not worth mentioning at all.
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"Come on, damned Krauts! I'll send you to your God!"
Iushkin, who didn't know whether it was out of excitement or nervousness, was whispering in his mouth. At the same time, he was still turning the turret direction machine and the main gun elevation machine rapidly in his hands. In a short time, he aimed the black main gun at the target.
"Death! Kraut!"
boom--
The 85 mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile erupted from a burst of muzzle fire and screamed at extremely high speed. It almost passed by the top of the head of the group of German soldiers crawling behind the bunker. It hit the vehicle that threatened the most.
The armor plate on the front of the No. 4 tank body broke through the armor effortlessly and penetrated into it, just like cutting flesh and breaking bones.
boom--
Two frightening explosions in succession almost blew a group of German soldiers away in the blast of ammunition.
Fragments of the Panzer IV tank, which had been reduced to parts in the loud noise, were flying all over the sky and falling continuously. The heat wave carried the armor fragments and shot two German soldiers in the head from behind. The mushy brain tissue was mixed with it.
Blood and blood mixed with scarlet were scattered all over the floor in an instant, and he died so quickly that he didn't even have the chance to scream.
The No. 4 tank that was still rotating the turret was sent to meet God without firing a single shot. The remaining No. 3 tank, which could almost ignore the threat, still did not give up. The black muzzle relied on the time that its comrades had bought with their lives.
Finally on target.
"Hit the Russian turrets! Fire!"
boom--
Malashenko's vehicle, which had just fired a shot, was still loading. Kirill reached out and unlocked the first ammunition rack at the end of the turret. He had just touched the next armor-piercing bullet in his hand and had not yet had time to pull it out.
The car was hit by an armor-piercing bullet and the strong kinetic energy caused a slight tremor, followed by a slight tremor from under the feet.
Ding-ding——
call out--
"Go on, don't worry! The German didn't penetrate it!"
Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope with his hand and staring intently, clearly saw the flying trajectory of the enemy's armor-piercing projectile whizzing towards him at high speed.
The shell hit approximately above the gun mantlet of my vehicle, and the process from firing to hitting the target was clearly visible. The semi-curved gun mantlet armor with a good defensive angle bounced the armor-piercing projectile directly away.
The 50mm sub-caliber tungsten-core armor-piercing projectile that shot straight up into the sky did not penetrate the turret. The only trace left behind was just a new layer of armor on the upper half of the mantlet of Malashenko's vehicle.
ricochet scratches.
The not-so-large shaking did not stop Iushkin from pulling out the shell from the ammunition rack. A full-caliber 85 mm fixed-hood armor-piercing round was then turned around and sent into the gun barrel.
"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"
"It's your turn, Iushkin!"
"I know, it's coming!"
boom--
On the relatively flat city streets there were only some bricks and tiles left behind after the bombing. Fortunately, no bomb craters were encountered, which made it very convenient for the tanks to fire while they were moving.
Seryosha, who kept the gear in second gear and moved forward at a constant speed, tried his best to create better opportunities for Iushkin to move and fire, and Iushkin, who cooperated tacitly, also lived up to Seryosha's efforts, and another The armor-piercing bullets that escaped from the barrel roared straight towards the square head of the Panzer III tank.
There is no doubt that this unlucky Panzer III tank, just like the Panzer IV tank just now, was once again killed by tank artillery that could not even kill tigers and repel leopards.
The smoothly triggered armor-piercing delayed fuse caused the shell to explode instantly in the center of the turret. The Soviet-style hooded armor-piercing grenade, which has always been famous for its large charge, is full of power as long as the fuse is kept properly.
The projectile fragments and charge aftereffects that spread to the surroundings first killed the three crew members in the turret. Almost at the same time, the blasting aftereffects transmitted downwards then ignited the ammunition racks and fuel tanks on the vehicle body.ァFirst release, domain name, please remember
Before the driver and the electromechanical operator who survived by chance could think of abandoning the car, the gasoline tank that was ignited from the outside to the inside burst out into a red flame. The propellant at the rear end burned like a torch, and the whole row was burning vigorously. The ammunition rack also participated in this domino-like chain explosion.
The explosion of the fuel tank increased the power of the explosion, and the subsequent explosion of the ammunition rack completely pushed this powerful tank explosion to its peak.
boom--
Malashenko did not see clearly how many German soldiers were swallowed up by the fast-exploding crimson fire ball. He only saw a head with a 35mm steel helmet on its head that was blown up into the air like a rocket launcher, and all the others were blown away. There were also several severed arms and legs that shot straight up into the sky, and it was not uncommon to see the crackling remains of human bodies and broken limbs scattered on the ground.
"Okay, let's deal with the tanks! Continue to advance at a constant speed in second gear, pay attention to cover the infantry, and transfer the main gun fire to kill the German machine gun fire points in the building!"
The two buildings near the street entrance facing Malashenko and his party were spitting out tongues of fire crazily.
The German soldiers, equipped with machine guns and equipped with rifles and submachine guns without machine guns, showed their true nature of madness and used all the weapons they could launch to fire wildly at the enemies who were advancing steadily on the street.
The ricochet formed by hitting the armor of the tank was flying in all directions, and some Red Army soldiers following the tank were unfortunately hit by the unlucky ricochet.
Those who were shot in the head basically trembled on the spot and fell to the ground, dying, while those Red Army soldiers who were shot in the body and limbs covered their wounds with their hands and huddled on the ground in pain, wailing and moaning.
The comrades beside them wanted to prevent these fallen Red Army soldiers from blocking the path of those behind them, and also to prevent them from being hit again by the ferocious firepower of the German army.
Since it was impossible for the attacking formation to stop for individual wounded soldiers, they could only drag these injured comrades by their collars on the ground in order to keep up with the armored cover of the tanks and continue to move towards the near victory.
There are only less than two hundred meters left to the final distance from this precarious German defensive position, and the final result of who will win is almost ready to be seen.divdiv