Chapter 1456 This leopard is not that leopard

The shells had already been loaded into the chamber together with the propellant and were ready to go. All the young commander had to do was to aim at the target and pull the main gun firing lever. It was as simple as that. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

With his hands in one go and skillful movements, he simultaneously operated the height control machine and the steering gear. The precision scale of the main gun sight has been accurately overlapped on the front armor of a German Panther, and has already been connected to the firing lever. The right hand fell straight down instantly.

"Go to heaven! Fasis!"

boom--

The full-caliber armor-piercing projectile, forced out of the gun barrel by the explosive propellant, rushed straight towards the German tank not far away with amazing exit kinetic energy. The shooting distance of less than 500 meters is fleeting, and the entire process from the time the shell comes out of the barrel to hitting the target occurs in just a breath.

How to distinguish the German army's ordinary Panther 1 from the new Panther 2 is indeed a problem that has not yet been clearly determined.

Since a considerable part of the Panther 1 has also been equipped with the newly shipped F-type turret, there is almost no difference from the appearance and configuration of the Panther 2.

Therefore, the method of distinguishing whether it is a Panther 1 or a Panther 2 by the shape of the turret is only applicable to those earlier models of Panther 1, such as Panther D, Panther A, and Panther G.

When encountering the Panther F, which has the same turret outline and configuration as the Panther 2, you can only judge the model through the slight difference in appearance between the two at a very close distance. Basically, it is the kind of thing that you can see with the naked eye. degree.

Using a sighting system to distinguish a Leopard F from a Panther 2 at a regular combat distance is difficult to almost impossible for the Red Army tank soldiers who have not yet figured out the enemy's new tanks.

The young commander didn't have much time to accurately aim the last shot. He just took a rough aim and pulled the firing lever of the main gun, sending the shell out of the barrel instantly. As for whether the target is Panther 1 or Panther 2, whether this gun can destroy the target depends entirely on luck. It is better to try once than to waste the shell in the barrel.

Perhaps the young commander was really lucky, and this last shot actually worked and produced results.

The armor-piercing projectile that hit the armor plate on the front of the car and shattered the hood continued to move forward, penetrating the Panther's sloping front armor along its trajectory.

That's right, this tank, which looks very similar to the Panther 2, with basically no obvious difference, is the Panther generation F type, which was produced in small quantities. That crispy head is simply not enough to withstand the direct bombardment of 122 Heirloom at normal combat distances.

As long as the ricochet does not occur due to the excessive angle, the 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile is absolutely certain to penetrate the armor.

Even though the Panther's body space is not small, much more spacious than the No. 4, which is as crowded as a van, the warhead charge of the 122 armor-piercing projectile is larger. It was enough to detonate the ammunition racks on both sides of the vehicle after penetrating the front of the vehicle, blowing up the poor Leopard on the spot and sending him flying into the sky.

boom--

The explosion of ammunition was as strong as ever, accompanied by a terrifying loud noise and flames shooting into the sky.

The F-type turret, which was launched into the air like a rocket, flew up to an altitude of more than five meters before falling heavily.

The headless car body still did not end the catastrophe. The moment the ammunition exploded, the fuel tank was exploded at the same time, fueling an even more ferocious fire.

The entire headless body and chassis of the Black Panther instantly became a steel crematorium. Burnt black smoke from someone who knew what was burning kept spewing out under the lick of fire, and there were also other things wrapped together. The meat was burnt and smelled oily and disgusting.

"Damn it! That old Russian car is not dead!"

"What should I do? Do you want a few more shots?"

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The SS commander, who was holding on to the commander's periscope and in a state of despair, was silent. As a field commander, he had not yet lost his mind.

"No, that's pointless! Shoot those Russian tractors in motion and keep shooting at the tracks!"

Our goal is to make the enemy tanks lose their combat effectiveness and prevent them from rushing into their faces and causing greater trouble. This must be clearly understood at all times.

Knocking off the Russian tank's running gear and scrapped tracks is equivalent to achieving this goal.

No matter what, the main target at the moment is still those mobile Russian tanks. If the precious time to achieve the main target is delayed due to temporary revenge, this will be the most foolish move that loses more than the gain and loses the watermelon.

As the commander of the current armored force of the Viking Division, Mr. SS First Class Assault Group Captain, he can clearly realize this, and he knows more clearly what correct order he should give.

Continuing to ignore the paralyzed IS6, the German tanks were able to order to continue firing at the oncoming Soviet tanks.

Malashenko, who clearly saw what had just happened through the commander's periscope in his hand, was almost on the verge of entering the battlefield and intervening in the battle, but he felt a little sorry for the commander of this group of SS scumbags on the opposite side. interest.

"Haha, he's quite capable! He hasn't attracted hatred for the loss of a single car. He is indeed the ace scumbag of the SS!"

People are easily swayed by personal emotions, and the same is true for soldiers. At best, they are more capable of suppressing their own emotions and know better what reason and calmness are.

The field commanders of the SS armored forces opposite were obviously doing a pretty good job in this regard.

If it were an ordinary person with poor emotional control, there is a high probability that he would angrily order to fire at the paralyzed IS6 that had killed the enemy, and would not stop until the IS6 was hit and the IS6 was unable to even fire.

If this is the case, it will be more beneficial to the Red Army. It can attract more German armor-piercing bombs with a paralyzed tank that has no greater value, which will more or less reduce some pressure. It's just that the smart bastards on the opposite side didn't do that in the end. The disappointed Malashenko was now even more aroused with a strong desire to kill these scum.

The strong can only find the fatal pleasure by defeating the strong. This is true whether it is a cold weapon battlefield or a hot weapon era. The stronger and smarter the German stick, the more worthy he is of his own hands in Malashenko's heart. Crushed to death.

"Kurbalov, double-team formation! I will lead the large troops up from the left wing, and the 4th Guards Tank Brigade will be on the right wing. This time we will also let the Germans know what numerical superiority is!"

Malashenko, who has an absolute numerical advantage, does not intend to continue to waste time with the Germans. Maximizing his own strengths and advantages, crushing the enemy as quickly as possible and making a quick decision is the only way to win.