Chapter 917 Return to street fighting

The German army had two tanks lying across the street in front, one was a Panzer IV equipped with a long 75mm main gun, and the other was a Panzer III tank with a long 50mm gun.

The Germans placed the two tanks directly in the middle of the road as fixed turrets. There were some sandbags and other debris piled on the tanks' fronts, crotches, and front of the turrets to serve as gun emplacement bunkers. It seemed obvious that they planned to build them here. Fight to the death and never retreat.

Malashenko didn't have time to think about why these Germans put their tanks in the middle of the road as forts instead of moving them. Of course, he didn't care about the negligible threat that these two German junk tanks might bring to him. This was not worth mentioning. .

"Come on, damned Krauts! I'll send you to your God!"

Iushkin, who didn't know whether it was out of excitement or nervousness, was whispering in his mouth. At the same time, he was still turning the turret direction machine and the main gun elevation machine rapidly in his hands. In a short time, he aimed the black main gun at the target.

"Death! Kraut!"

boom--

The 85 mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectile erupted from a burst of muzzle fire and screamed at extremely high speed, almost grazing the top of the head of the group of German soldiers prostrate behind the bunker. It hit the armor plate on the front of the No. 4 tank that was the most threatening, and effortlessly broke through the armor and penetrated it like flesh and bone.

boom--

Two shocking explosions in succession almost blew a group of German soldiers away in the air wave of explosive ammunition.

Fragments of the Panzer IV tank, which had been reduced to parts in the loud noise, were flying all over the sky and falling continuously. The heat wave carried the armor fragments and shot two German soldiers in the head from behind. The mushy brain tissue was mixed with it. Blood and blood mixed with scarlet were scattered all over the floor in an instant, and the death was so fast that there was no chance to even let out a scream.

The No. 4 tank that was still turning its turret was sent to meet God without firing a single shot. The remaining No. 3 tank, whose threat was almost negligible, still did not give up. The black muzzle relied on the time that its comrades had bought with their lives. Finally on target.

"Hit the Russian turrets! Fire!"

boom--

Malashenko's vehicle, which had just fired a shot, was still loading. Kirill reached out and unlocked the first ammunition rack at the rear of the turret. He had just touched the next armor-piercing bullet in his hand and had not yet had time to pull it out. The slight tremor caused by the strong kinetic energy of the armor-piercing bullet hit the car was followed by a slight tremor from under the feet.

Ding-ding——

call out--

"Go on, don't worry! The German didn't penetrate!"

Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope with his hand and staring intently, clearly saw the flying trajectory of the enemy's armor-piercing projectile whizzing towards him at high speed.

The shell probably hit the upper part of the gun mantlet of his car, and the process from firing to hitting the target could be seen quite clearly. The semi-curved mantlet armor with a good defensive angle deflected the armor-piercing projectile directly.

The 50 mm sub-caliber tungsten core armor-piercing projectile that rushed straight up into the sky did not penetrate the turret. The only trace left was just to add a new layer of armor to the upper half of the mantlet of Malashenko's vehicle. ricochet scratches.

The not-so-large shaking did not stop Iushkin from pulling out the shell from the ammunition rack. A full-caliber 85mm fixed-hood armor-piercing round was then turned around and sent into the gun barrel.

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"

"It's your turn, Iushkin!"

"I know, it's coming!"

boom--

On the relatively flat city streets there were only some bricks and tiles left behind after the bombing. Fortunately, no bomb craters were encountered, which made it very convenient for the tanks to fire while they were moving.

Seryosha, who kept the gear in second gear and moved forward at a constant speed, tried his best to create better opportunities for Iushkin to move and fire, and Iushkin, who cooperated tacitly, also lived up to Seryosha's efforts, and another The armor-piercing bullets that escaped from the barrel roared straight away, shining directly on the square little head of the Panzer III tank.

There is no doubt that this unlucky Panzer III tank, just like the Panzer IV tank just now, was once again defeated by the 85mm D5T tank gun, which was not even capable of killing tigers and driving leopards.

The armor-piercing delayed fuse that was successfully triggered caused the shell to explode instantly in the center of the turret. The Soviet-style hooded armor-piercing grenade, which has always been famous for its large charge, is full of power as long as the fuse is kept properly.

The projectile fragments and charge aftereffects that spread to the surroundings first killed the three crew members in the turret. Almost at the same time, the blasting aftereffects passed downwards and then ignited the ammunition racks and fuel tanks on the car body.

Before the driver and the electromechanical operator who were lucky enough to survive had the chance to think of abandoning the car, the gasoline tank that was ignited from the outside to the inside burst out with a burst of red fire. The entire row of ammunition racks, with the propellant at the end burning like a torch, also participated in this domino-like chain explosion.

The explosion of the fuel tank increased the power of the explosion, and the subsequent explosion of the ammunition rack completely pushed this powerful tank explosion to its peak.

boom--

Malashenko did not see clearly how many German soldiers were swallowed up by the fast-exploding crimson fire ball. He only saw a head with an M35 helmet on its head that was blown up into the air like a rocket launch, and all the others were blown away. There were also several severed arms and legs that shot up into the sky, and it was not uncommon to see the crackling remains of human bodies and broken arms scattered on the ground.

"Okay, let's deal with the tanks! Continue to advance at a constant speed in second gear, pay attention to cover the infantry, and transfer the main gun fire to kill the German machine gun fire points in the building!"

Two buildings near the street entrance facing Malashenko and his party were spitting out flames crazily.

The German soldiers, armed with machine guns and without machine guns, armed with rifles and submachine guns, were extremely crazy. They used all the weapons they could launch to fire wildly at the enemies who were advancing steadily on the streets.

The ricochet formed by hitting the tank armor was flying in all directions, and some Red Army soldiers following the tank were unfortunately hit by the unfortunate ricochet.

Those who were shot in the head basically trembled on the spot and fell to the ground dying, while those Red Army soldiers who were shot in the body and limbs covered their wounds with their hands and huddled on the ground in pain, wailing and moaning.

The comrades beside them wanted to prevent these fallen Red Army soldiers from blocking the path of the people behind them, and at the same time to prevent them from being hit again by the fierce German firepower.

Since it was impossible for the attacking formation to stop for individual wounded soldiers, they could only drag these injured comrades by their collars on the ground in order to keep up with the armored cover of the tanks and continue to move towards the near victory.

The final distance to this precarious German defensive position was less than 200 meters, and the final result of who would win was almost ready to be seen.