Chapter 1881 Steel Collision

The recognition between strong people is often mutual. Even a single movement or detail in one breath is enough to reflect a lot of things. read

"The reaction speed is very fast! They are turning the car body and turret at the same time. Carl, they are coming towards us!"

"I saw it! Don't worry about it, prepare to fire next time, shoot at the weak point and kill the rest!"

Kirill realized that his opponent was not simple, and Karvus and Kosher also realized how quickly the enemy in front of them reacted.

Faced with attacks from behind and interference from the chaotic and noisy battlefield environment, he was still able to identify the approximate location of the enemy so quickly.

How it is done is not important, it is just a process. What is important is that the opponent did find the right direction in the shortest possible time. This is the result, and it is also the place where Calvus is really surprised.

"Hit the cars coming towards us first, quickly!"

Most of the Russians who were still able to continue fighting were driving their tanks to try to target themselves and Koshel. Karvus could clearly see this scene through the periscope of the commander in front of him. This is far greater than the threat faced by Bolt. It's not that Karvus doesn't want to help his brother, but the threat faced by his brother is far greater than yours. Everything has its own priorities, that's all.

The rapid one-time reloading brought by the use of 88mm fixed-load ammunition is a big advantage. The reloading speed of Kalvus and Koschel, who had just finished firing a round, was indeed quite fast.

The remaining IS6 heavy tanks under Kirill were still using heavy and slow single-stream transmissions to change the course of the vehicle body. At the same time, the turrets that were rotating in one direction had not yet had time to fully point to the target. The latches in the turrets of the two King Tigers at the entrance of the village were closed. The sound was already accompanied by a loud shout from the loader and a dull sound.

Bang——

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"

"Loading complete!"

"Fire!"

boom--

The interval between two firings was only a little over 6 seconds, which was quite astonishing even according to the strict requirements for veteran crews.

The few IS6s that are still trying their best to turn around are still in a state where the car body is balanced and the side of the turret is facing the enemy. Although the biggest weakness, the rear, is not exposed to the enemy, the situation with the side facing the enemy is still not much better. Go, facing the close attack of two King Tigers, you are completely helpless.

The screaming armor-piercing projectile that hit the enemy's face hit the side armor of the turret mercilessly, spattering out a long string of dazzling sparks, accompanied by a huge abnormal sound caused by the distortion and deformation of the metal.

The IS6's turret side armor is strong enough, so strong that even the Tiger's Short 88 will most likely not be able to effectively penetrate it at close range. However, it is still not invincible, and it is not strong enough to withstand the Long 88's precision and lethality.

The hood and the hood were smashed by the armor-piercing projectile that broke through the outer armor and continued to penetrate inward. The IS6 heavy tank, which was still turning, trembled all over, as if it were a drunkard, and then it It was a shocking explosion that shot up from the ground and resounded throughout the sky.

The huge turret was instantly lifted off the chassis of the car, and the soaring fire peeled off the broken armor fragments and scattered them everywhere.

More than one IS6 heavy tank was destroyed. The two ace tank commanders of the National Defense Forces, who already had hundreds of heads in their accounts, took the killing move. They relied on their skilled combat experience and sufficient understanding of the enemy tanks to attack the weak point with one strike.

An IS6 was penetrated by the armor on the side of the turret and decoyed the first ammunition rack of the turret to explode, which ultimately led to the destruction of the entire vehicle.

On another IS6, the armor on the rear side of the vehicle was directly penetrated. Fortunately, the trajectory of the armor-piercing projectile that continued to advance was not towards the passenger compartment, but directly towards the power compartment at the rear of the vehicle. Go in.

Boom——

There was a moderate explosion, accompanied by flames, thick smoke, and flying debris and parts, flying out from the power cabin and being thrown into the air.

The successfully detonated projectile warhead charge completely destroyed the IS6's power compartment. Not only was the transmission system and the engine blown up on the spot, it also instantly ignited the diesel pipeline, which was originally difficult to ignite under normal temperature. Smoke and fire broke out.

"Ahem, get out, get out! You can't stay in the car anymore, this smoke is poisonous! Get out!"

Even if it was just a fire, they might still be able to continue fighting. The brave and glorious soldiers of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division did not lack such courage, and they remained undaunted even if subsequent chain explosions could occur at any time.

But the fire that instantly broke out from the power cabin spread so fast that ordinary people could not imagine. The ferocious flames not only licked the metal but also roasted the non-metal parts. The sealing rubber ring was mixed with other... The black smoke released by the burning of non-metallic parts is both dazzling and highly toxic.

If we don't get out of the car now, everyone in the car will be smoked to death in the narrow and airtight space inside the tank in less than half a minute.

Fortunately, the crew members who were not injured left their vehicles one after another, either escaping through the hatch on the top of the turret, or climbing out directly from the escape exit of the chassis.

There is no infantry on the battlefield. This is a pure strangulation battle of tanks against tanks, steel against steel. There is no need to worry about infantry small arms bullets shooting at the tank soldiers who abandoned the vehicle to escape, but this does not mean that the people who escaped from the vehicle can sit back and relax completely.

This is a battlefield, a cruel Eastern Front battlefield where you either die or live. There is no reason or morality in being beaten and tortured in a bloody purgatory. Killing the opponent as quickly as possible by any means is your only choice, nothing more.

Da da da da——

"Uhhh!!!"

The last loader who climbed out of the turret hatch still held his truncated self-defense AK in his hand. He was about to put the gun down to his comrades under the car so that he could have two hands free to climb out quickly.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a machine gun barrage of bright green tracer bullets suddenly came from the direction of the village entrance. The loader, whose lower body was still in the turret, had no time to dodge. A dance of blood suddenly appeared behind him. He screamed and lay motionless on the turret.

"Ishka! Damn it, Ishka!!!"

The commander, whose eyes were about to burst into flames, couldn't hold back any longer as he watched this scene happen. He kicked his legs from under the cover of the car body and was about to get up and crawl toward the turret, but was stopped instantly by a big hand that came in time to stop him. Hold on.

"Are you crazy!? It's useless. Who can survive if that thing hits the upper body with a shuttle!? Does it mean your life is also involved!?"