Chapter 1884 Silent Despair

"It's over now"

Fate always likes to play all kinds of different jokes on people. Sometimes it will push you to the bottom when you are in high spirits, and sometimes it will give you a glimmer of hope to continue when you are despairing. What's going on. ReadМ

Calvus thought he was dead, but not after the brief moment when the shells roared.

The armor-piercing shells that screamed through the air were supposed to be aimed at the front half of the moving Kalvus car.

It is a normal habit of every experienced gunner to hit moving targets on the exposed sides and aim towards the front of the vehicle body as much as possible. In this way, even if your reaction is a little slow or the enemy suddenly changes lanes, there is a high probability that you can still hit the target with one shot, hitting the target from the side of the vehicle to the center and causing damage.

However, it was the opponent's habit resulting from his skilled combat experience that accidentally saved Calvus' life. This was at least one of the main reasons.

The biggest shortcoming of this batch of experimental discarding sabot armor-piercing projectiles: extremely poor accuracy, which ruined everything at this most critical moment.

The ballistic trajectory of the armor-piercing shelling projectile fired from the front was seriously skewed towards the upper left. The final result was that the armor-piercing body of the projectile core was almost against the upper armor of Kalvus' vehicle, sparks and lightning flying all the way. It made a shallow trajectory and flew straight out, pointing slantingly at the sky, never to be seen again.

The Calvus car that rushed out from the village entrance was indeed some distance away from Kirill and his party. This was why Kirill did not order the fire immediately at the village entrance, but charged a distance and was about to kill the group of tigers on the opposite side. The reason why Wang Fang gave the order to open fire later.

So the current situation is that we are closer to the wreckage of the five King Tigers that have been destroyed, and further away from the two King Tigers that have just started maneuvering at the entrance of the village.

It can ensure accurate hits at the distance against those five King Tigers, but it may not guarantee that it can hit these two unexpected enemies with the same shell at a longer distance.

The further the shooting distance from the target, the more the experimental armor-piercing projectile's accuracy will attenuate, and the more it will be affected by air resistance and wind direction changes. At normal combat distances, it's just "where you aim is you." Where the cannonball hit is another matter." It's so outrageous and no exaggeration.

Kirill, who saw all this clearly, was so angry that he almost bit his teeth to bleed. The radio transmitter he held tightly in his hand was once again brought to his mouth and he pressed the button.

"Speed ​​up and turn! Turn!!! Move quickly! Get ready to fire!"

The driver of Kirill's car has tried his best, but the time it takes for the IS6 to complete this nearly 180-degree turn is not based on human subjective will. This is a fixed process that cannot be changed.

The IS6 heavy tank that missed the first shot did not sit still and did not give up. If it stopped in place during the long reloading time, it would be like a target, waiting to be shot around by the German car that was already running.

The commander, who was not that stupid, immediately began to give orders, accelerate the turn of the vehicle, and keep the direction of the vehicle body, that is, the front main armor belt, always facing the enemy, guarding against the enemy's roaring fire that may come at any time, the only goal is to be killed. This No. 217 Tiger King is a nail in the eye.

But at this moment, a shell roared from the other side of the battlefield, which once again aggravated the already violently turbulent battlefield, and once again changed the situation.

Koshel, who had reached an agreement with his good brother, did not disappoint Kalvus. The 88 mm full-caliber armor-piercing bullets whizzed at the scheduled time and without any suspense broke through the fully exposed rear armor of the IS6 heavy tank, tearing it apart. The defense at the back of the turret was opened, pouring destructive power into it from the perforation hole, and once again triggering a shocking ammunition explosion.

Boom——

The threat from the last mobile IS6 heavy tank that threatened Karvus was eliminated. The two IS6 heavy tanks, whose only turrets could rotate and the hulls could not move at all, failed to catch up with this last opportunity to open fire first.

Especially under the premise that Koschel specially cut the angle between straight lines and rushed towards the two paralyzed IS6s in the shortest route, the two IS6 heavy tanks that were already aiming at a slow enough speed now looked even more like The fixed turret was slipped around by the tank - acting like a monkey.

Facing two immobile and paralyzed enemy vehicles, Koscher easily directed the vehicle to avoid the opponent's slow-aiming artillery line, and with the help of the vehicle climbing a small gentle slope, it instantly slowed down and moved relatively smoothly. In an instant, he roared and ordered to fire.

The blessing of the unusually wide tracks and the soft grass shortly after the rain have brought a certain shock absorption and stabilization effect. The vehicle deceleration and jitter reduction at the moment of going uphill are the best main attacks, and the long 88 is so accurate that it is a bit exaggerated. The excellent accuracy is the ultimate factor that promotes this result.

"Solved! Karl, now it's your turn to help me!"

Kesher fulfilled his promise to his good brother and ended the final threat to Calvus.

Even though the threat is very low, there are still two immovable fixed turret IS6s that are constantly trying to aim at the enemy, hoping to shoot the Kosher vehicle into the sky with one shot.

Koschel didn't even have time to look at the current condition of the intact IS6 that killed Bolt, and whether it had completed its steering and was aiming at him, because it seemed that the two IS6s in front of him would not be long away from actually completing their aim.

Compared with the unknown threat, the sight of death so close at hand is obviously more oppressive, making people almost choked and unable to breathe.

The King Tiger's poor mobility determines that even if Kosher cuts an angle or walks in a straight line, he will try his best to prevent the enemy from aiming at his car.

But the maneuvering speed of dodging the gun line is still slower than the turning speed of the turret supported by the two IS6 electric steering machines.

If Koschel's No. 213 King Tiger is destined to be destroyed by these two paralyzed IS6s, then Koschel's current actions will undoubtedly only delay his own death, nothing more.

The turret that could be seen with the naked eye and was about to catch up with him turned at a speed that was like a countdown to death. The huge and slender 122 gun barrel was simply the hand of the death clock. Whoever it pointed at would definitely die.

Koschel, who knew that the car under him had accelerated to the fastest speed and even risked the risk of the cylinder exploding and breaking down, felt that he was almost crushed. He knew that he was almost certain to die and watched helplessly. The feeling of being unable to do anything as death approaches you step by step is really indescribably terrifying.

The scary thing is not death, but the last period of time when you know you are going to die, but you can only walk into death without being able to stop it, and struggle in despair. Even if they are veterans who have experienced hundreds of battles, very few people have experienced this.