Chapter 1692 Go back to your mother’s womb!

Malashenko, who clearly understood all this, knew that there was only one way to find out whether the German's shabby car was destroyed: it remained motionless like a wreckage and became scrap metal, or it was in a panic and chose the road. The German stick climbed out of the car and abandoned the car to escape.

As long as one of these two situations occurs at any time, Iushkin's shot will be effective, which can prove that Kotin's "crotch-pull" experimental discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile is indeed effective and penetrates the armor.

Malashenko, who was prepared for the worst-case scenario, even imagined the scene of the hunting tiger swaying and then moving again. Malashenko really doesn't expect this kind of unreliable first impression to have a substantial effect on changing the situation of the battle.

But sometimes the world likes to play tricks on you. When you have high hopes, you will always be disappointed, and when you have no hope, it will give you unexpected surprises.

There is one thing to say, and the following Malashenko is a personal experiencer of this "fucking real" situation.

After eight seconds of being motionless and like a wreckage, the Jagdiger, which had been shot by Iushkin and never responded again, let alone fired again, finally made some movement.

But this movement was not the hunting tiger roaring and firing again, or the tiger moving its heavy body slowly.

A Wehrmacht armored soldier wearing a ship-shaped hat kicked open the heavy armored door at the rear of the Hunter Tiger combat room. This specially considered design was for the convenience of battlefield escape. The firepower coming from the front of the car body could not harm the German armored soldiers escaping from the front at all.

If the Germans lowered themselves low enough, were careful enough, and came out lying down, the Red Army soldiers would not even be able to see the Germans abandoning their vehicles and escaping directly behind the fighting room.

At this moment, Malashenko was also in the blind spot behind the tiger-hunting fighting room. He saw the head of a panicked German suddenly popping up like a marmot, and then he realized what the tiger-hunting was. The escape hatch is directly behind the fighting room, and there are a series of things that are hard to find.

"Damn it, these stupid Germans want to run away! They're abandoning the car!"

Malashenko, who was cursing in his heart, was secretly shocked at first that he almost missed this detail, but then an indescribable and ultimate surprise suddenly came to his heart, and he was as elated as a musical fountain!

"It worked! Iushkin! That shot of yours penetrated! The Germans are abandoning their vehicles from behind the fighting room. Look carefully!"

Malashenko couldn't wait to share the good news with Iushkin, who had achieved the victory. However, Iushkin, who did not notice this detail like Malashenko, heard the surprise news. For a moment, he was stunned and blinked.

Then he held on to the newly added wide-angle periscope for his gunner's position, switched the field of view, and took a closer look with his eyes as wide as cow's eggs. Only then did he see that three German armored soldiers were already abandoning him. car escape.

"These fascist bastards! Do you really think you can run away?!"

Iushkin, who uttered terrible curses, moved the soles of his feet and pressed the firing pedal of the coaxial machine gun almost without thinking.

The 7mm Deshika heavy machine gun coaxially and rigidly connected to the main gun immediately spit out fiery tongues of flame, like a fire dragon's red tracer barrage, which directly splashed water on the backs of several German armored soldiers.

"ah!!!"

The upper body of a German armored soldier whose waist was severed by the impact of the projectile fell to the ground. His blue-gray intestines and bloody minced meat instantly screamed like a slaughtered pig, breaking the sound of a scream, reaching the limit of howling in pain in this life.

Guys who fail to die on the spot are undoubtedly unlucky and sad. Such people are destined to endure more "hospice care" under the ravages of large-caliber firearms. But those whose lives were taken away on the spot are truly lucky. No matter how broken their bodies are, being able to die unconsciously on the spot is the happiest thing.

Iushkin simply moved the soles of his feet. Three German armored soldiers who were no more than a hundred meters away instantly fell to the ground. Two of them died suddenly and one was about to die. At this distance, they were shot by a large-caliber weapon. The consequences of direct fire from heavy machine guns are so miserable.

Kakaka——

It was a good thing to wipe out all the cart-abandoning sticks within the field of vision, but the sound of the firing pin hitting the air in his ears also made Iushkin start yelling immediately.

"Artyom! The machine gun is out of bullets. Replace the machine gun with bullets. Hurry!"

That's right, Artyom has the most tiring job as a loader in the whole vehicle. Not only is he responsible for loading the main gun with the heavy and embarrassing 122-cent ammunition, but he is also responsible for coaxially loading the main gun. The Deshi Ka heavy machine gun was taken care of, and he was also responsible for reloading and reloading the machine gun.

Faced with Iushkin's yelling, he had already stuffed a new round of projectiles into the breechblock, and was holding Artyom, who had just picked up the propellant cartridge, in his arms with a blushing face and gasping for air. It was obvious that There's nothing to be angry about.

"Why are you shouting so loudly!? Wait until I put the cartridge in. Did you forget that this car only has one loader!? Wait!"

As a man, if someone nags you when you are out of breath and doing physical work, you will basically retaliate angrily on the spot to vent your anger.

This has nothing to do with whether the relationship between the two is good or bad, it is purely a common reaction of people under normal conditions, nothing more.

Iushkin, who was scolded by Artyom on the spot, was able to control his emotions and no longer continued to bicker on the battlefield over such trivial matters.

Artyom is indeed right. Even when doing things on the battlefield, there must be a priority and a first-come, first-served basis.

The loading of the 122 main gun as the main weapon is obviously more important than changing bullets for the coaxial machine gun.

Besides, Artyom's loading work has almost been completed. You can't let Artyom take out the propellant cartridge that was half inserted into the barrel, put it back, and then immediately run to reload the coaxial machine gun. Change bullets, wait until the machine gun bullets are changed, then come back and reload.

Let's forget about such stupid things as digging out half-loaded cannonballs. Anton's behavior should not be ignored on the earth. Since it is the earth, it must be based on the thinking and rules of war of the earth's people.

"Good main gun, armor-piercing discarding sabots!"

"The machine gun is ready too, and there's a box full of bullets! Done!"

Artyom, who was already sweating profusely and panting like an ox, completed his job. At the same time, Malashenko, who was holding a radio transmitter and had adjusted the channel, was moving toward his subordinates. All the elite crews who had been assigned the new sabot armor-piercing projectiles loudly ordered.

"Attention all crews! The new armor-piercing discarding sabots can penetrate the front armor of the Kraut Monster! I repeat! The new armor-piercing bullets can penetrate the front armor of the Kraut Monster! All crews assigned to the new armor-piercing rounds will immediately Stop the car and shoot! Send these bastards back to their mother's womb!"