Chapter 1878 The remaining power of shelling

As Bolt expected, it was undoubtedly too presumptuous to want these Russians, who looked very simple, to abandon the car because the tracks were broken. read

The last T43 medium tank that was traveling among the heavy tanks had been blown up and turned into a pile of burning steel debris, spraying hot black smoke and steaming blazing flames, exuding a strong, pungent and unpleasant smell. A nauseating smell.

Next to it, there were two other IS6 heavy tanks whose tracks were broken, unable to move, but they still did not give up and continued to fight. The cutting-edge armor-piercing ammunition had already been loaded into the chamber and was ready to go.

"Taste this, fascist bastard!"

"Fire!"

boom--

As the Sharp Knife Company of the main battalion of the division's main tank regiment, the company led by Kirill possesses an extremely rare number of experimental armor-piercing projectiles that can only be equipped with a few rounds per vehicle. The design and structure are completely different from the previous armor-piercing projectiles. Few people even remember the fancy new name of this thing, but Comrade Company Commander can clearly remember: it is called armor-piercing discarding sabot.

After all, this name was introduced to Kirill personally by the division commander or the commander.

The armor-piercing power is very powerful, but it also has extremely huge weaknesses. The accuracy is too poor, and it is impossible to accurately predict the ballistic trajectory when fired. This is the first one to bear the brunt. This is why Kirill did not order the use of armor-piercing discarding sabots from the beginning. reason.

Not only wasting precious shells, but also stopping the car to use it as a target because it couldn't hit the target at all, and setting yourself up instead, was really not worth the gain.

Therefore, Kirill's order was not because the armor penetration depth was not enough to close the distance, but because the accuracy of the new artillery shells was so poor that even mid-range fire could not guarantee accurate hits and might overturn in the ditch. He had no choice but to rush all the way to get closer. Distance enough to ensure a hit before waiting for an opportunity to fire.

And now, at a distance of just over three hundred meters, the two shells fired by the two IS6s whose tracks were destroyed and paralyzed were the first wave of armor-piercing shelling shells fired by Kirill.

The two shells fired one after another rushed out of the barrel and got rid of the fixed shell body, leaving only the armor-piercing body, which was much lighter in mass, and continued to advance through the wind. The distance of less than 300 meters was undoubtedly a blink of an eye. Pass away.

Ding-ding——

Boom——

"Hit! We hit!!!"

Conventional artillery shells can hit a stationary target as big as the King Tiger at a distance of less than three hundred meters. This is simply a simple thing that even a new gunner can do. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

But if you want to say that the accuracy is comparable to peeing, where you aim and where the shell finally lands are completely unrelated to the discarding armor-piercing projectile. It is really worth exclaiming that the first shot from a distance of 300 meters can hit the target. .

This is not only due to strength, but also a certain amount of luck, especially since both armor-piercing bullets hit the target accurately.

As for where exactly the cannonball hit?

Come on, if you hit the target, it’s enough to give you face. What else do you want from a bicycle? Just hit wherever you go, ah~

It sounds like you are just leaving it to fate, but in reality your luck is indeed pretty good.

The first armor-piercing core accurately hit the upper part of the King Tiger's tilted head. The core turned straight, broke through the armor, and poured into the interior of the vehicle. A large number of armor fragments were sputtered on the spot and scattered across the vehicle. fly.

Although the second armor-piercing core also hit the target, this part was really awkward. It happened to hit the gun root in the middle of King Tiger's big face, on the innermost side of the gun mantlet.

If there is any area in the entire frontal projection area of ​​the King Tiger that the 122-gun shelling armor-piercing projectile cannot penetrate, then it is probably the small annular area of ​​the gun mantlet at the base of the gun.

This pig-nosed mantlet, coupled with the front armor of the turret behind it, provides an equivalent protection of at least 350 mm from kinetic energy armor-piercing projectiles under horizontal incoming ballistic trajectories.

Even if the 122-gun discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile has a larger chamber and a higher propellant quantity, its penetration depth will not be able to penetrate the Zenith Star due to technological limitations of the era. It is no longer shocking to Ke Jing that it penetrated 350 mm in 44 years. It’s been a whole year, and it’s okay to say that I can shock Malashenko for a whole year.

The two artillery shells hit the target almost at the same time. This is the only useful information that can be confirmed through the tracer of the artillery shells.

As for whether the shells penetrated the armor specifically, and if so, what kind of damage it would cause to the enemy tanks, and whether they would lose their combat effectiveness, there is no way of knowing.

The discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile that does not contain a projectile warhead charge is difficult to achieve the effect of ammunition detonation, unless it directly hits the ammunition rack, so when you fire one shot, it is best to load the second round quickly, so as not to wait until the German guy on the opposite side can still move. While hurriedly looking for artillery shells, this was what Malashenko had personally ordered from the day the artillery shells were distributed.

"Load, discarding sabot armor-piercing rounds, keep loading! Aim at the next target first, quick!"

The two paralyzed IS6s still refused to give up the fight and insisted on loading. On the German side, the two King Tigers that were kicked in the nose by armor-piercing shells were not in such an orderly fighting state.

"Blood, a lot of blood, I'm injured, my stomach is bleeding, uhhhhhh!!!"

"Enrique is down, unable to reload!"

"My legs, my legs! The Russians broke my legs!!!"

Maybe it was injured by armor fragments, or maybe it was instantly cut through by the armor-piercing body of the high-speed advancing bullet core.

In short, the crew of this King Tiger with turret call sign 214 turned into a mess in an instant.

The loading hand covered the gash in his stomach that was as long as a chopstick, and he fell down wailing. A large ball of blood rolled out of his stomach along with his intestines.

The wailing gunner covered his right thigh, which had been completely cut off, with only a trace of blood still attached to the rubber band, and was in great pain.

The commander, who was in pain like an old cow gasping for air, was in the best condition among the three people in the turret at this moment, but he was only the "best" in relative terms.

The right little finger and index finger, which were cut off by an armor fragment, fell to the floor of the car body. The commander, who was holding the wound on his right hand with his left hand and grinning in pain, did hesitate, even just a little bit.

But when he heard the still wailing and extremely painful screams of the gunner and loader beside him, the commander also understood that everything was over. At this point, no one in the entire turret fighting room was intact. It would be outrageous if the fight could continue.

"Car No. 214 was penetrated. The gunner, loader, and commander were all injured, two seriously and one lightly. Abandon the car immediately and withdraw from the battle! Cover us!"