Chapter 1687 Conquering the Powerful Existence (Part 1)

After half an hour of artillery preparations, there was another charge. It was only after the troops actually rushed forward that Iushkin, who was originally confused, realized that the situation was really much different from what he had imagined. different.

"Didn't these German guys sleep last night? Why did they get a group of people digging here again? Are they planning to dig their own graves?"

There is only one reason for another artillery fire preparation: the German reinforcements that rushed in to block Malashenko last night began to build defensive positions overnight to try to withstand the Soviet assault that would be launched tomorrow.

However, this situation could not escape the eyes of the Red Army scouts who were lurking at night. The coordinates of the artillery bombardment were sent to the rear artillery units at night. What awaited this group of German troops was another devastating death. Heaven descends.

"Stop talking nonsense! Load the high-explosive bombs, take down the anti-tank guns on the position first, and prepare for battle!"

As long as there are Germans who dare to stand in front of him, Malashenko will naturally just copy them without saying anything. To deal with these Germans, large-caliber artillery shells are needed.

The situation was somewhat similar to yesterday morning. Before the German troops, who were stunned by the explosion on the simple defensive position built overnight, had time to take a breath, the tremors of the ground under their feet foreshadowed that a more terrifying nightmare was coming, and the roaring and spraying The Soviet steel behemoths smoking thick black smoke have already killed them in the face.

"Get ready to fight! Get on the battlefield and pick up your guns, quick!"

The junior German officers waving pistols in their hands were shouting orders to the surviving soldiers around them, while the German soldiers who were swaying as if they were drunk were trying their best to comply with the officers' requests. If you do, pick up the weapon at hand and run to the fighting position to set up the gun.

But what was waiting for them in front was not good. Before many German soldiers could enter the fighting position, the first salvo of 122mm high-explosive grenades from the roar of the main gun had already hit their faces and exploded. ring.

"We didn't find any anti-tank guns, so we had to attack the infantry first."

Iushkin, who was muttering with some dissatisfaction, seemed to want to kill some valuable targets. Artyom, who was accustomed to talking less and doing more in battle, was struggling to load the shells, and the ammunition was ready to be fired from the end of the turret. He grabbed a 122mm projectile from the rack, turned around, took it off and stuffed it into the gun barrel.

At the same time, Malashenko, who was sticking to his post as commander, felt a little strange and not quite right. The situation in front of him seemed to be different from what he had expected for today's battle.

If it is still pure infantry defense like yesterday, then why did the Germans go to such trouble to sneak up the troops in the middle of the night and leave them here to dig defensive positions?

Looking at this posture, the situation of the Germans in front of them is not much better after being baptized by heavy artillery. Even now, few anti-tank guns have been revealed and fired. It's even possible that these Germans didn't bring many anti-tank weapons in the first place. What's the difference between such tactics and defense and giving them for free?

Not to mention that these German guys are stupid enough to think that using human corpses can jam the tank tracks and prevent the Soviet army from moving forward. Malashenko will not believe that these German guys can be so stupid even if he kills him. .

When things go wrong, there must be evil. Malashenko would rather believe that the Germans have prepared some back-up plan that he does not know about, and even makes up some conspiracy and lays a trap that he does not know about. It is better to believe that the enemy is cunning than to regard the enemy as a fool. .

"What could it be? What kind of medicine are these German guys selling in their gourds?"

That is to say, at the moment when Malashenko was muttering and wondering in his heart, Artyom picked up a propellant from the floor of the car body at his feet and prepared to stuff it into the gun barrel and complete the loading, an unexpected emergency suddenly occurred at this moment. .

boom--

call out--

Ding-ding——

Got hit! And it’s an armor-piercing bullet!

In the moment when the huge sound of metal collision echoed in the car, Malashenko, who felt his scalp was numb from the shock, had only this thought in his head.

Being able to shock the IS4 heavy tank, which has thick skin and far superior frontal protection than the IS6, into this state, Malashenko couldn't figure out whether the bastard German guys on the opposite side could have used the 150mm evergreen howitzer again. Coming up? And they were also issued special armor-piercing bullets, right?

Malashenko shook his head vigorously and forced himself to wake up. He re-aligned the commander's periscope in front of him. The fact that he was still alive and moving meant that the armor had not been penetrated. Since the person is not dead yet, he must seize the time and do something quickly, for example, quickly find that German bastard who dares to tease his beard.

"Did you see anything? Iushkin!"

"No, I didn't see anything! My head hit the breech block, and I had no vision just now!"

"Damn it! Find that bastard quickly."

boom--

call out--

Ding-ding——

Before Malashenko had time to finish his words, unexpectedly, the impact of the first shell had not dissipated, and then another armor-piercing shell hit twice.

"I saw it! At one o'clock, the muzzle flash was there!"

Although this was still an armor-piercing projectile that had no sound when fired, luckily Iushkin saw the direction in which the shell was coming, and immediately called Malashenko after being hit. Made a report.

Malashenko has forgotten the last time he relied on the stupid method of "finding the enemy by being beaten" to find the Germans who dared to plot against him. The longer time passed, the more anger Malashenko aroused. Malashenko swore that he would send this courageous German to the sky. The commander's periscope in his hand immediately pointed at The direction Iushkin said.

"Sister Four and Four? No, no, cheetah??? Damn, that bitch is actually a fucking cheetah!!!"

In this era where there are no electronic devices that can damage the eyes, the vast majority of young people actually have very good eyesight, and Malashenko's eyesight is among the best among contemporary young people, and he can be a fighter pilot.

Holding the commander's periscope with his hand at a distance of 300 meters, he could already clearly see the wide and fat German monster on the opposite side that had just emerged from the hidden bushes.

The huge iconic car body is not comparable to the thin No. 4 or Black Panther. The huge fighting room mounted on the heavy-duty chassis is like an illegally stamped bunker, standing upright at the front of the fighting room and connected at the root. The thick barrel with a pig-nosed mantlet didn't even bother to install a muzzle brake. This is what a rough and ferocious war machine should look like.

Malashenko swore that he would never mistake the iconic appearance of this ferocious monster, which used a King Tiger chassis and carried 128 barrels. This thing was the culprit that caused his car to make a loud bang. , is the most powerful heavy anti-tank destroyer of the Third Reich in history: Jagdtiger.

This unexpected and ferocious beast suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and Malashenko finally understood why the Germans had made this seemingly stupid formation.

With the support of Hunter Tiger, the source of such confidence will be naturally found.