Chapter 1680 Breaking into the restricted area

After receiving the order from the division commander, the various vehicle crews began to take action again. The heavy tanks spraying thick black smoke once again roared towards the enemy positions, while the IS6 heavy tanks whose tracks were broken and unable to move were He did not abandon the car and escape.

Losing mobility does not mean losing all combat effectiveness. The Red Army tank soldiers, who knew how strong and reliable the armor of their own heavy tanks was, did not choose to abandon the vehicle. It was a pity and unwillingness to withdraw from the battle so hastily without encountering direct fire from powerful local anti-tank firepower.

The IS6 heavy tank, whose tracks were broken and unable to move, began to turn the turret and adjust the muzzle pointing. The 122mm high-explosive grenade pellets and propellant loaded in the barrel had already been pushed into the chamber and were ready. The gunners spent little time locking onto their targets.

"I saw it, the German anti-tank gun! It looks relatively intact!"

"Then open fire and kill it immediately!"

"No problem, Comrade Commander!"

boom--

On the battlefield, whether the gunner searches for the enemy on his own or the vehicle commander searches for the enemy behind and transfers orders to the gunner, this kind of thing has both possibilities and cannot be generalized.

If the gunner himself discovers a high-value target, he can choose to report it to the commander. In most cases, he will receive permission to shoot. This is based on the tacit cooperation between the crew members.

Unless there is a target of higher value in the commander's eyes, the gunner's shooting application will generally not be rejected. At present, the gunner is the first to lock the suspected intact German anti-tank gun on the position, which happens to be such a situation.

The 122mm projectiles ejected from the huge muzzle brake chamber by the roaring flames of the storm are very accurate. The shooting distance within less than one kilometer is considered a normal combat range. The optical sighting and battlefield were not developed in these years of World War II. The sensing equipment determines that the normal firing distance of tank guns is within one kilometer.

The so-called accuracy must be maintained within this range, and the 122 Heirloom of the Red Army heavy tank obviously has quite good shooting accuracy.

The 122 high-explosive grenade exploded into a ball of blazing flames as soon as it hit the target. It was really powerful. In an instant, the German tank gun, which was only tilted but still seemed to be intact, was torn into pieces and lifted up. Heaven.

But there is one thing to say, in the context of the current black aerial bombs, which are still falling like dumplings, the 122 grenade seems a bit too childish, and the effect is not as good as throwing grenades into the artillery barrage. Not too much. All in all, the movement was too small and almost invisible.

Malashenko could realize from the 122 Heirloom's unique firing sound that kept coming from behind that the IS6 heavy tanks that had their tracks blown off and were paralyzed on the spot did not choose to quit, but were providing direct fire support to the best of their ability. , continue fighting without any prior orders, purely a spontaneous act.

But in front of the commander's periscope, the first few IS6s rushing ahead are still facing huge risks that may come at any time.

The unknown number and location of the anti-tank mines could explode like thunder at any time and blow up the tracks. Malashenko, whose palms and forehead were already sweaty, didn't even bother to wipe away the itchy smear on the tip of his chin. Just beads of sweat that won’t fall off.

In a state of high concentration, Comrade Lao Ma was only paying attention to every change in the details of the battlefield in front of him. He had a panoramic view of them all and refused to let go of any detail.

But as the saying goes, what you are afraid of will come to you. The German minefield will not explode just because Malashenko keeps watching. Instead, it will explode on the spot with a loud bang as if he shouted "What are you looking at!" .

boom--

"Damn! Another one!"

"Car No. 313 is paralyzed! The right track is damaged and we can't move!"

"Got it! This is too close to the German position. Abandon the vehicle quickly! Don't stay inside anymore. People are more important than tanks! Come out quickly!"

Malashenko did not intervene in the radio channel to issue orders. The tank company commander who led the team naturally knew what he should do now: repeat the words of the division commander "people are more important than tanks" to the hot-headed boys. One of his most important tasks now, every tank crew with rich combat experience deserves to be cherished.

It was precisely because it was so close to the German position that it was less than 300 meters away and within the range of small arms. Therefore, the crew members of the IS6 heavy tank who were paralyzed by the explosion all climbed out from the escape hatch at the bottom of the vehicle body.

If you open the hatch cover and escape at this time, you are simply courting death. The Germans will definitely reward you as long as you are not blind. Everyone knows that it is much better to kill the tank soldiers on the opposite side first than to kill the large-headed infantry who can be recruited with a rifle. This is a high-value technical unit.

Counting this one as the sixth one, Malashenko had already destroyed six precious heavy tanks in just a short charging distance of 400 meters! On average, this is more than 60 meters to lose one tank, and this is the result of charging at full speed. It basically means that a tank is lost in the blink of an eye and then taking a breath.

This kind of speed of battle damage was something I had never dared to imagine before. The German anti-tank guns tried their best to achieve a miracle: blocking the advance of the Red Army's heavy tanks, but they were defeated by these stupid, black and thick tanks without even thinking about it. Anti-tank mines with no technical content did it.

But Malashenko, who had no intention of turning back, could no longer care about this. Malashenko had made up his mind from the beginning that he must win this victory, and there would be no chance of hesitation or regret. reasons.

Rush to the battlefield and kill these German sticks! This is the only thing Malashenko wants to do right now.

"Continue to charge! Charge directly to the German position and cover the infantry!"

"Pay attention to the firepower of the coaxial machine guns and roof-mounted machine guns. The Germans have begun to defend the position! Press down the anti-tank gun crew first. If you can't kill them, you have to make them less comfortable to aim! Maximum machine gun firepower for each vehicle crew!"

As Malashenko said on the radio: Almost at the same time that the Figure 2 bombers ran out of ammunition and stopped bombing, the surviving German infantry who were hiding in every corner of the position, in various bunkers, and in cracks and corners began to look like gophers. Generally, you would come out with weapons from various unexpected positions, rush to the nearest combat position that may not be your own, and launch defense.

The surviving fire support weapons were quickly brought out and prepared to fire. However, at this time, the Red Army heavy tanks also faced the mines, broke through the minefields, and drove to the cavalry face, which was less than 150 meters away from the German guns. Distance up. Some of the Red Army soldiers, who were agile, light-legged and experienced, had even escaped from the tank cover and began to alternately cover the forward assault.

The few anti-tank guns that had just been pushed out seemed unable to reverse the situation. The balance of victory was already tilting sharply towards Malashenko, and the dust was almost settled!

But the most unexpected thing is that it often happens at the last moment. The scene that followed amidst the continuous piercing screams was something Comrade Ma never imagined.