Chapter 1512 Death of the Tiger

The King Tiger, whose turret rotation speed had become so low that it was impossible to watch directly, still did not give up. Perhaps it was the crazy and life-threatening fanaticism and courage that supported these SS soldiers to still fight.

Kulbalov was not interested in the madness of these SS fanatics. Now he only wanted to quickly kill the SS Tiger King who was endowed with stubborn resistance, and then go back to find Malashenko to complete the task. It was as simple as that.

"Load the shells, aim and keep firing! Hit the German junk truck until there is no more movement!"

As the most powerful heavy tank actually put into combat in the entire history of World War II, the King Tiger does have powerful protective power worthy of its nearly 70-ton combat weight in this era.

If you were to switch to another ordinary German tank, it would have been beaten to a pulp after taking more than a dozen 122 shells. But the King Tiger, this wild steel behemoth with ferocious armor and rough main guns, can still stand firm and continue to fight like a rock in the sea.

For this kind of monster whose defense has reached a perverted level, the best way is to continue to use powerful and destructive firepower to completely destroy it. Kulbalov does not intend to give his opponent the slightest chance of fair competition. This is not a bullshit knight at all. The spirit is palpable.

I have an absolute numerical advantage in my hands, so I must make good use of it.

Use this overwhelming and overwhelming numerical advantage to crush you alive until you can no longer struggle to your death. In other words, it is complete destruction.

Several IS6 heavy tanks that were sent out by Kulbalov to attack positions and prepare to approach and fire had already entered the last firing range that could penetrate the King Tiger turret from the front.

At the same time, other Red Army tanks staying in the rear for fire support have also been loaded.

The black muzzle was pointed directly at the SS King Tiger, which was already unable to move but was still struggling in its death throes. The outcome after another salvo was almost a foregone conclusion.

But at the moment before the gunners of each Red Army vehicle crew were about to open fire, King Tiger, who had already aimed at the target he wanted to attack, took the lead again and roared to fire. The 88mm main gun with a 71-fold caliber barrel once again sprayed out blazing fire, but this time the fire was a little different from its usual state in the blink of an eye.

boom--

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Speechless and somewhat jaw-dropping, this was the truest state of mind of Kulbalov, who saw the scene in front of him clearly after a loud bang.

The King Tiger did open fire again before the Red Army took action, but no one expected that the outcome would be like this.

The entire gun barrel was instantly exploded, torn apart, and twisted into a four-petal bloom. The originally huge muzzle brake and the small half of the gun barrel in front had disappeared. Kongliu seemed to have been blown away by explosives. The rear half of the gun barrel was suddenly inserted into the turret like an internal explosion, and there was no more movement.

"Comrade division commander, the battle is over. The German guy's broken car blew up on its own."

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Malashenko, who was far away, couldn't see clearly what happened in the moment when the fire suddenly appeared. After learning the specific situation from Kulbalov's mouth, he was speechless.

"Exploded your own body? Damn it, isn't this too fucking ridiculous!?"

The intensive bombardment of the 122mm high-explosive bombs just now not only caused damage visible to the naked eye, but also some internal damage that is difficult to find or cannot be seen at all, such as the barrel blasting. direct cause.

The 71 times caliber 88mm main gun barrel, which is comparable to a fishing rod, is inherently fragile and easily damaged. This German-made main gun barrel, which has a high scrappage rate after processing and drilling, is not that indestructible.

Several 122mm high-explosive bombs exploded concentratedly on the front of the vehicle, releasing astonishing chemical destructive power and rapid expansion. The explosion flames that impacted upward and spread invisibly caused fatal damage to the main gun barrel, which was longer than the front end of the vehicle body.

This kind of damage did not blow up the main gun barrel and destroy it on the spot, but it left cracks that were difficult to detect with the naked eye and even slight distortion.

The SS armored soldiers fighting in the car had no way of knowing that the main gun barrel had become like this. They could only continue to fight to the death and fire shells at the Russians, hoping to drag a few more people on the road with them before they died.

The result derived from this is that the projectile pushed by the gunpowder gas at high speed rushed into the barrel as usual. Before the rapidly expanding gunpowder gas could push the shell out of the barrel and release it from the muzzle, the cracks on the wall of the barrel could not withstand the astonishing chamber pressure and instantly broke apart and spread.

With a loud bang, the propellant gas and chemical energy were released instantly, and the Tiger King's proud gun barrel was directly split into two parts from the front half. The front half of the barrel along with the muzzle brake was completely missing, leaving only the remains of the rear half of the barrel that could no longer fire and the scorching residual temperature.

The few SS armored soldiers in the car were actually lucky. The shell exploded in the barrel during the exit process, rather than directly exploding in the breech. If it failed to fire in the breech and exploded on the spot, then the King Tiger would have ascended to the sky on the spot and its head would be blown off, and there would be no other second fate to choose from.

Knowing that it was no longer necessary to completely destroy it, Kulbalov immediately changed his order. It was no longer a complete destruction but to capture alive prisoners. This was what Malashenko conveyed to him on the radio. .

Although there was no accompanying infantry on board, several reckless Red Army tank soldiers still carried out their mission thoroughly.

The first IS6 heavy tank to arrive next to the King Tiger immediately stopped on the spot, avoiding the direction pointed by the King Tiger's body heading machine gun and the turret with a coaxial machine gun. The commander of the IS6 got out of the turret from the side of the King Tiger, left his car, charged with the Bobosha in his hand, and climbed up the King Tiger's turret with three strokes of the gun.

"Come out! Surrender! Or die!"

The German commander of this Red Army car commander was obviously not very good at it. It was difficult for him to speak a complete sentence. He could only shout these few simple German words he had learned earlier and shouted into the car.

Time passed by minute by second, but there was still no movement from the German guy in the car.

The unbearable comrade commander was reaching for the grenade on his waist, preparing to give this stubborn German stick some hard food. At this moment, the turret roof that had been closed suddenly made a noise. .