Chapter 378 Eye of Blizzard (Part 2)

Due to the rush of time, none of the 7-ton prototype turrets with different shapes were equipped with electric turret steering gears. The turrets that simply used manual steering gears for steering operations were naturally extremely slow and could hardly even manage to feed. After using it, Iushkin finally, sweating profusely, aimed the heavy turret at the target before the German tank fired its third shot.

"Don't even think about firing a third shot, damn you! Go to your God!"

哢达——

The 85 mm fixed-hood armor-piercing projectile that had been stuffed into the gun breech by the loader Kirill suddenly rushed out of the gun barrel with Iushkin's non-sloppy footsteps.

Although the 85mm armor-piercing warhead with a muzzle velocity of 790 meters per second is slightly slower than the German armor-piercing warhead in terms of flight speed, the blurry afterimage that is so fast that even the naked eye cannot distinguish is obviously not something that the human brain can respond to in time. .

The German tank crew that had just stuffed the third capped armor-piercing bullet into the breech had no time to react, and the 85mm capped armor-piercing bullet, carrying the wind-piercing scream, came over with the smell of death.

The armor defense is still the same without any reinforcement. The 50mm thick turret and the front armor of the car body are useless. The 85mm D-5T tank gun can still effectively penetrate the 110mm thick vertical armor at a distance of 800 meters. Not to mention the unborn tiger at this time, it is natural to imagine what will happen to the delicate and frail little Loli No. 3 after encountering such a brutal attack.

The 160-gram TNT high-explosive charge built into the warhead of the 85mm BR-365 hooded armor-piercing grenade became the initial trigger of destruction. The first ready-to-fire ammunition rack built into the turret behind the German gunner only added fuel to the fire. Oil.

The remaining 12 rounds of 50mm fixed turret neatly stacked in the first ready-to-fire ammunition rack in the turret were instantly detonated. The propellant in the cartridge case and the high-explosive charge built into the warhead instantly turned into an unstoppable blazing fireball. With the explosive power of the 85mm hooded armor-piercing grenade accurately fired from the front of the turret, the small and exquisite head of the Panzer III tank was directly lifted into the air in the rising flames that shot straight into the sky.

"Haha! Look at those bastards, they exploded! They burned, comrade commander! Well done, Iushkin! Come again!"

Even with a main gun sight that has four times the magnification, it is not easy to achieve a first hit on a tank-sized target 800 meters away without any calibration test firing.

What's more, the strong wind and heavy snow that are still flying in the sky at this moment will seriously affect the flight trajectory and fall trajectory of the artillery shells. The newly acquired 85mm D-5T tank gun is also used for the first time in anti-armor operations against German tanks. Iushkin Being able to withstand pressure and succeed with one strike, even if there is a certain amount of luck involved, is enough to prove his superb gunnery skills.

In the commander's sight that he held tightly in his hand, he completely witnessed the entire process of the German Panzer III tank being blown away from the turret. Malashenko, who raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then stretched out his right arm and moved toward the location. Iushkin, who was sitting directly in front of him, patted his shoulder to encourage him.

"Well done! Iushkin! Next target, continue, reload armor-piercing projectiles, quick!"

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"

The loader Kirill responded to Malashenko's order before he could finish his words. Later, the remaining KV prototype tanks, which aimed the hand-cranked turret at the target, interrupted the words and began to attack.

In just one second, five of the seven rounds of 85mm hooded armor-piercing bullets hit the target accurately. There was no suspense about the fate of the two remaining German Panzer III tanks that were hit by three and two bullets respectively.

The powerful ammunition that tore apart the homogeneous steel armor plate exploded, and even the armor welds of the Panzer III tanks collapsed from the inside out. The two miserable Panzer III tanks were raging like shoeboxes torn to pieces by urchins. Burning crazily in flames.

The friction noise of the distorted and deformed armor is enough to make anyone who hears the sound feel sore in the ears. If you want to describe it, the sound of scratching one meter on a blackboard with a 20-centimeter-long fingernail can probably achieve this sound. One-tenth of the degree.

The three German Panzer III tanks that dared to take the initiative to show their swords at powerful opponents all ended up with their heads missing and their armor shattered in less than a minute. Ten of them had no chance to escape. All five German armored soldiers were buried in their vehicles, leaving behind three blazing steel tombs exuding the disgusting black smoke of human tar.

It is not an exaggeration to describe these three German tanks with words such as glory despite defeat. Malashenko, who defeated his opponent with an overwhelming and absolute advantage without any suspense, still maintained the most basic respect in his heart.

"In the word of God, may your souls be forgiven, brave German Panzers."

A sincere condolence for his lost opponent was fleeting in Malashenko's heart. Malashenko, who did not want to waste any more time on being emotional, still had a whole brutal battle that had just begun to face.

"Seryozha! Start the train again and speed up to catch up! Catch up with the comrades who are rushing ahead. The German armored forces may arrive soon. We must end everything before they arrive!"

"Yes, Comrade Commander, we have been prepared for a long time!"

The steel behemoth that had been squatting in the snow for a while surged up again under the power of the powerful diesel engine. The Red Army soldiers who had been lying outside the tank turret without getting out of the car felt the surging heartbeats coming from the engine compartment under their feet. The trembling No. 177 KV85 heavy tank with its thick steel armor body spewed out a burst of black smoke and immediately rushed forward like an arrow.

"Damn it! Being able to drive this kind of thing is simply a man's lifelong pursuit! Why did I choose the infantry profession of running on two legs in the first place!?"

Naturally, Captain Yakov, who was lying behind the turret of his vehicle, was completely ignorant of the complaints in his heart. Those KV1 heavy tanks that rushed to the front of the entire tank cluster before Malashenko had already rushed to the furthest distance from the German army. The outer position was less than 500 meters away from the final attack distance.

Some impatient Red Army soldiers had already jumped out of the Man of Steel first, picked up the Mosin-Nagant rifles in their hands, and started firing at the German positions without a single shot.

The small design flaw of not having a roof-mounted machine gun on the KV1 heavy tank turret was made up for by the heroic "tank knights" of the Red Army at this moment.

The Soviet machine gunners, whose entire head was completely protected by the KV1 heavy tank turret, directly set up their DP28 turntable machine guns on the flat, bald heads of the KV1 heavy tank, which together with the two DT light machine guns mounted on the KV1 itself formed a A fierce mobile machine gun fortress.