Chapter 538 Encountering the Enemy Halfway

The Pak 40 anti-tank gun lying in ambush six hundred meters away on the right side of the road almost blocked the entire gun body under the barrel. This anti-tank gun, which is much smaller than the 88 gun, is equipped with two large tires. It is necessary It doesn't even need a tractor to drag it and only needs to be pushed by the gun crew to run around. It's much better than the heavy and huge 88 gun.

The narrow field of view inside the tank prevented Malashenko from immediately discovering the target hidden 600 meters away. The German anti-tank gun, whose barrel was placed almost close to the horizon, tried its best to hide itself in the dark hole. The muzzle of the gun was quickly aimed at the moving target driven by the hand-cranked crane.

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

boom--

At the command, the muzzle of the gun trembled and the 75mm capped armor-piercing projectile was instantly sent out of the barrel.

The armor-piercing projectiles whistling in the air at extremely high speeds kept the spiral rifling of the gun barrels as they exited, and the trajectory was straight and stable. The span of only 600 meters disappeared in an instant.

Ding-ding——

boom--

The 75mm capped armor-piercing projectile, with a muzzle velocity much greater than the speed of sound, hit the target and tore through the armor before Malashenko could react.

The armor-piercing projectiles accurately injected from the side of the vehicle body at a large incident angle of 70 degrees successfully triggered the armor-piercing delay fuse and activated the charge. The custom-made 76mm artillery shells neatly placed in the ammunition rack on the chassis of the vehicle body became the weapon that caused the disaster. The source of destruction, a loud explosion followed by a powerful ammunition explosion even caused the 7-ton turret of the KV1 heavy tank to fly several meters high.

"Hold!"

Caught off guard, a national curse blurted out subconsciously, and Malashenko, who was hanging his upper body outside the turret and smoking half a cigarette in his mouth, was so frightened that he lost his mind.

The tank that was at most ten meters away was detonated. It was Malashenko's luck that he was not hit by the flying debris. The sound of German gunfire that reached his ears almost at the same time as the explosion made Malashenko's head turn. Right front.

"Iushkin! The German's anti-tank gun is about six hundred meters away from one to two o'clock! Seryosha, turn the vehicle's course to face the enemy head-on! All crews, run over the German!"

I was shocked when I encountered a sneak attack, and then an extremely angry emotion rushed into my heart.

In Malashenko's current view, the fact that he did not go to trouble with the Germans was enough to give them face. It's better now. The Germans who don't care about life and death are taking the initiative to provoke me, regardless of running away to save their lives. If you don't crush your asshole intestines out, you won't know how heavy the tonnage of the loving father of steel is!

Destroying a KV1 heavy tank with one shot through an ambush and side attack was only the main result of the German army. The accompanying scene of a Bansu infantryman being torn into pieces in an instant was even more miserable and disgusting.

The Soviet infantry with dozens of 76mm artillery shells sitting in the tank below their buttocks did not even have time to get out of the car to avoid it. The extremely fast process from penetrating the armor to the explosion of the ammunition took less than a second.

Several Soviet infantrymen sitting on the engine hood were barely left intact, with only their arms and legs blown away.

The few Soviet infantrymen clinging to the tank turret were seen as the most miserable and unlucky. Like a manned rocket, they were directly hit by the flames of the explosion and hit the seven-ton heavy turret in mid-air. The fragile flesh was blunted by the unparalleled impact. The weapon was smashed into pieces flying all over the sky.

Before the two Soviet infantrymen, who were knocked to the ground by the explosion shock wave, were alive and dead, had no time to react, the seven-ton turret hit hard like a high-altitude projectile with free fall acceleration, and was firmly rammed into the flesh. superior.

Malashenko did not see clearly how the two infantrymen who were almost leaning against each other and being overturned to the ground died. It was just the sticky fragments and pale white pieces that spattered out from under the blackened turret like ketchup. There were bone fragments, but the silent fact showed that there was no need for rescue at all.

After receiving the orders from Malashenko shouting into the microphone in his hand from the vehicle-mounted wireless communication station, the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment, which was far more well-trained than the ordinary Soviet tank troops, immediately Turning the vehicle's course and correcting its posture, the strongest frontal armor on the entire tank was aligned in the direction of the incoming artillery fire.

"Go forward! Crush these fascists, Ulla!"

No Red Army infantryman who has survived from 1941 to the present is a fool. Those who plan to sit on the tank to save trouble during the final charging distance have already gone to another world to report their work to Comrade Lenin.

Once entering a combat situation, immediately jumping out of the vehicle and following the tank on foot has become a basic operation that goes without saying.

At this moment, the German army left on the right side of the road to block Malashenko's troops had only one purpose: to delay and buy time for the smooth retreat of the large force.

In the ever-changing battlefield, the fleeting battlefield is changing rapidly. The German army, who were still having a meeting last night to discuss how to capture the strategic location of Nibertlikaya Village as soon as possible, never expected that the first battle just ten hours later would happen. At noon the next day, we will face the tragic situation that the Soviet army has broken through across the board and we must retreat immediately.

The Soviet heavy armored unit hanging behind the butt is not someone to be trifled with.

The final report sent by the intelligence department before the retreat speculated that this Soviet heavy armored force was most likely led by the Soviet armored commander nicknamed the "Iron Butcher" and was on the southern front of Moscow during last winter's offensive. It was this unit that defeated the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment in the offensive and defensive battle.

The Germans, who had little time to retreat, were forced to leave a battalion of troops to guard a low-lying area along the way that was conducive to hiding in an attempt to delay the enemy. At the same time, as many anti-tank guns as possible were equipped, striving to make the Soviet heavy armored force unable to continue the pursuit due to heavy damage.

The German army's assumptions and conjectures are quite good, but whether reality will continue to develop in the direction they expected is completely different.

Malashenko, who was angered by the sneak attack, couldn't remember the last time he was tricked. Malashenko, who was used to beating German soldiers, was suddenly slapped by someone he had always beaten. Although The loss was so small that it was insignificant, but I couldn't swallow the bad breath.

"Kirill, load the high-explosive bombs! Iushkin, march and fire, don't let those Germans aim at us so easily!"

Although there is no guarantee of firing accuracy when traveling cross-country at full speed, at least the dust and movement raised by an 85mm high-explosive round is quite scary.

How many German troops can be eliminated is not the goal Malashenko hopes for. Letting the explosion flames, flying dust, and screaming shrapnel scare the German troops into panic is the magic weapon for victory.