Chapter 1165 Turning the muzzle

The SS armored forces at the front were approaching at high speed. The SS tanks, which were too lazy to wait for the infantry, stopped immediately after entering the effective range.

Its mission is not to immediately rush to the position to fight to the death with the opponent, but to fire and suppress the enemy armored targets that have appeared on the position, and try its best to kill as many difficult heavy tanks as possible to prepare for its own follow-up main attack. Troops relieve stress.

The opponent's offensive routine changed every day. Malashenko, who had just led his team to the preset combat position and prepared to fight, was hit by an armor-piercing projectile before he could stop the car.

The tanks at the front were almost without exception hit hard by the SS's armor-piercing shells. The sparks flying on the armor plates flew everywhere, although most of them failed to penetrate the weak parts of the armor. A small number of armor-piercing bullets luckily hit the very small vital point at a distance of nearly one kilometer.

"Car No. 304 was hit! The commander and gunner were killed and unable to fight. Please abandon the car!"

"Copy that, No. 304! Abandon the vehicle immediately, find infantry cover on the spot, and continue fighting!"

"304 understand!"

The 75mm main gun of the Panther tank, which has a smaller projectile warhead, often fails to cause the ammunition to explode after penetrating the armor. After all, not all shells are as rough and heroic as the 122 Heirloom, but this also gave the Soviet tank soldiers in the vehicle a chance to survive and time to escape.

"Stabilize the front! Destroy those German tanks first and open fire!"

At first, he did not achieve any results but was killed by his opponent. Such a situation was not a good thing, but Malashenko still had to stick to his responsibilities and lead the troops to continue fighting. He calmly gave the order quickly. As the radio waves descended, they reached the ears of every commander.

The 122mm D-25T tank gun, which is directly adapted from the Army's 122 plus howitzer, has very good performance. It not only has a higher muzzle velocity and large armor-piercing power among similar caliber artillery, but also has strong damage aftereffects brought by the high charge. , is also regarded as the most outstanding forward player in terms of direct shooting performance.

Maybe the 122 Heirloom is not as good as the German tank gun with the gun barrel stretched to death, but at least there is no problem at all when fighting a tank-sized target at a distance of close to one kilometer. This is why Malashenko dared to order and fight with that The fundamental confidence lies in helping the SS to play shooting games.

When it comes to armor and firepower, I have the advantage. How the hell can I be afraid of you guys?

What I didn’t say, fuck him!

The Stalin heavy tanks, whose turrets rotated rapidly, quickly aimed their black muzzles at the target. The sound of several 122 main guns firing in salvo was very loud, and the violent muzzle shock waves were like scraping across the ground. Like a strong wind, the lawn around the tank under the early morning light was blown to and fro in an instant.

The full-caliber armor-piercing projectile rushed out from the huge muzzle brake at high speed and screamed through the air. The hot projectile smashed straight towards the target at more than twice the speed of sound. After the kinetic energy of air friction was attenuated, it still retained Huge armor-piercing kinetic power.

The Panther tank's strong frontal armor, which is strong enough to withstand the 85mm D-5T tank gun, is now useless. The caliber is large enough to produce 122 armor-piercing rounds that ignore the tilt angle and forcefully crush the front, easily tearing open the Panther's strongest front. After the main armor belt left a shocking and huge penetration wound, there was an expected explosion.

boom--

The 122mm projectile that broke through the sloped armor on the front of the vehicle detonated in the center of the vehicle body, and a full load of ready-to-fire ammunition stored in the vehicle body directly became a rocket propellant.

The hatches of this Panther tank in combat status are tightly closed and none of them are open, but this happens to be the most advantageous factor for "firing the turret".

The violent and wanton chemical energy with nowhere to vent was like a volcanic eruption. The swaying Panther tank was like a rocking muscle car violently modified by the loser youths of later generations of American emperors. After a burst of loud noises, I finally couldn't restrain the violent and astonishing energy. Compared with the size of the car body, my little head was dwarfed by the size of the car and was directly lifted into the sky on a rocket.

All that was left was the "headless leopard corpse" that was spraying dazzling fire. The hot red flames licked the armor and continuously sprayed pungent black smoke outwards. No matter whether it is the tank head that fell to the ground or the body of the steel crematorium, there is no trace of human beings left.

"Well done! The target was destroyed and that car of Fasis went to hell!"

The sturdy metal shell that fell into the collection box at the rear of the gun was still smoking. Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope, congratulated his gunner on a successful hit. Iush looked beaming. Jin could see that he was very proud of himself.

"Kiril, come again! I can kill another group of fascists!"

"Kirill, put the cartridge and the projectile is in place!"

If there was a chance to do something for Kirill, Malashenko vowed that he would do it, just like helping Kirill place the projectiles on the loading slide in advance.

"Here it comes, the cartridge will be here soon!"

Kirill held the base of the propellant barrel with one hand and held the upper end of the barrel with the other hand. His strong and extremely trained unicorn arms matched his waist movements. He held his breath, stood up in an instant, and raised the front end of the barrel. On the loading slide, the palm of the right hand was pressed against the primer of the cartridge, and the force was instantly exerted, and it was sent forward. After the sound of the breech closing, the main gun was loaded again.

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"

"Accept the warm greetings of communism! Fascist bastards!"

boom--

In the 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, the crew whose combat rate of fire reaches the 15-second mark is already considered an elite ace.

With the cooperation of Malashenko and Kirill's "double loaders", the interval from the sound of the first shot to the firing of the second shot was only 9 seconds, which directly refreshed the previous time, also by Marash. Shenke’s No. 177 crew maintains a maximum reloading speed of 11 seconds.

The Stalin heavy tanks parked on the position to serve as anti-tank fortresses opened up their firepower and fired at their maximum combat rate of fire. The large SS follow-up offensive forces that had suppressed the advance firepower had also begun to take action. The main offensive force composed of No. 4 and Black Panther is coming.

Malashenko, who had initially figured out his opponent's new tactics through yesterday's battle, immediately ordered to turn the muzzle of his guns. Compared with those long-distance stationary targets that were constantly firing but ultimately had limited threats, once these targets came up, they would Medium tanks that can immediately move coquettishly and engage in melee combat are obviously more threatening.

Malashenko, who had already suffered a loss once, could not repeat the same mistake by stuffing a second bite of Ollie into his mouth.