Four Hundred and Twenty-Seven Is Not Easy

"Fire!" Mitchell Wittmann saw the British tank gradually becoming clear in the rain not far away from the commander's periscope. It was an American m3 tank, and it didn't have the 75mm gun directly in front of the improved version.

"Boom!" The Tiger tank's 88mm caliber long-barreled cannon let out a roar. The cannonball tore through the air, causing the rain to recede because of the expansion of the airflow. It seemed to cut a straight line through the continuous rain and fly directly to its target.

On the other side, the vanguard of the British 2nd Armored Division inserted between Bunge and Lowestoft did not know that they had already crashed into the defensive position of the 1st Company of the 502nd Heavy Tank Destroyer Battalion.

The driver of a modified m3lee tank is manipulating his tank to climb up the hill, and beside this tank, the m3 tank, which is the company commander's command vehicle, has already climbed up the hill first.

"Hey! Company commander, we thought we would find the Germans in the small town ahead, but it seems that they have abandoned that town and retreated." Holding a communicator, the commander of a British tank was talking to his commander. officer chat.

"Boom!" The earth-shaking explosion came, even through the tank's armor and earphones, it could be heard clearly. The commander who heard the explosion hurriedly opened the tank hatch and poked his head out. I want to see clearly what is going on around me.

However, he saw that his company commander's car, which was slightly ahead of his tank, exploded into a ball of flames not far away in the heavy rain. Even in the heavy rain, it burned violently and exploded, which made people shudder. .

"Car No. 3! Car No. 3! I can't see what happened. The company commander's car exploded! Which direction is the enemy attack coming from? Is there an ambush on your left side?" He grabbed the communicator Now, the British commander began to confirm the situation with his comrades on the other side.

"I didn't find the enemy here! I didn't find the enemy here! Damn!" There are 6 tanks in this armored company, 2 improved m3lee tanks, and the remaining 4 ordinary m3 tanks, only half of which have communicators and radios, the remaining half are not equipped with this important equipment.

Therefore, after the company commander's tank was destroyed, the British commander could only contact the only remaining friendly tank with a radio: "Be careful going uphill! The enemy may be in a small town on the other side of the road! I can't see it. They! But they can see us!"

"God! Tell the infantry to go up! Stop! Stop!" The captain of another tank shouted loudly into the microphone, but there were still two tanks rushing up the hillside because they had no radio, exposing their bodies to the German tanks.

"Boom!" Another tank was hit by a shell, the entire tank body was pierced, a torrent of metal spewed out, and then piled there motionless as if it had lost its soul.

"Arman! Reverse!" The British captain, half of his body leaning out of the car body, reminded his accomplice not far away loudly, but it was obviously too late. The m3 tank had just stopped to reverse when it was hit by an armor-piercing projectile.

There was a burst of flames from the turret, and the driver in charge of driving the tank opened the hatch and jumped out of his tank, running towards his team while rolling and crawling.

"Stop! Stop if you don't want to die! Don't rush up the hill! The enemy is in the opposite village! There is at least one tank! At least one tank!" The British tank commander shouted loudly into the communicator: "The group responsible What the hell are detective idiots thinking? We're all under attack!"

"Send a signal to the battalion headquarters behind and organize an attack!" The infantry commander seemed more experienced. He quickly climbed up the hillside with a few soldiers, lay down and watched the situation on the opposite side carefully with binoculars, and then retreated to the parked tank. next to the troops.

He pointed in the direction of the small village and began to introduce the situation of the entire battlefield to the tank commanders: "They are well concealed. I can't see the position of the machine gun point, nor the position of the enemy tanks. There are our soldiers on the ground." The corpse does not look very fresh, it is estimated that it has been dead for at least a day..."

"I will let the soldiers outflank the left and right, approach the German defensive positions, and try to help you find the location of the German tanks." The infantry commander began to assign his offensive routes, pointing to the map and drawing.

"Maybe it's just an anti-tank gun." A commander looked at the company commander's tank that was still burning not far away, and said.

"The distance is about 900 meters, and only one building can be seen, as well as some low bushes and mounds. The opponent's camouflage is very good. If we go around to the two wings and attack under the cover of the bushes, there may be some Certain effect." The other commander pointed to the side and said.

"German tanks are used to acting alone or in small groups. They are very confident in themselves, but we have a numerical advantage, so don't be afraid. After a while, the 3rd company will join us in the frontal attack, and the 2nd company will turn to the side and kill them in one go!" The battalion commander looked. Looking at the terrain, he ordered loudly: "Don't wait for support! Start attacking now!"

After a brief discussion, the British tank troops began their own attack. Accompanied by infantry, the soldiers rushed to the high ground in three groups and prepared to cross the road to encircle and attack the small village on the other side.

"Boom!" Another explosion came, and the British attack seemed to be accompanied by misfortune and disaster from the very beginning. Not long after their tanks were exposed, one of the tanks was hit on the front armor plate, and the whole tank burned up, turning into a ball of flames and stopping on the charging road.

"A tank has been destroyed! I see smoke and flames across the way! They are ambushing behind that building! See that window with the curtains drawn? See that window! Their artillery is there!" one The tank commander pointed to the distance and shouted loudly.

"I don't know if it's an anti-tank gun or a tank! We can't see what's behind the house! Speed ​​up! Keep attacking! Keep attacking!" The tank commander shouted excitedly, because he really didn't know the German * Whether the team will regard him as the next target, he can only pray that the opponent does not target him.

God bless, the opponent fired again and did not choose him, but knocked away a tank on his left. The artillery easily penetrated the armor of the British tank, tore the fragile steel plate, and beat the people inside to pieces corpse. The hit British tank stopped slowly and turned into a wreck with light smoke.

"I can see the opponent's position! I've aimed!" The gunner reported loudly!

"Fire! Fire! Fire if you have the chance!" the British commander ordered loudly. He seemed a little flustered, because maybe the next tank destroyed by the opponent would be his most threatening m3lee.

"Boom!" My tank finally fired the first counterattack. This shell flew towards the gray-white collapsed building and hit the wall of the building, knocking down half of the wall. Unfortunately, this time the collapse caused a little smoke, which made it even more difficult to see the position of the German team.

Fortunately, the sky was raining heavily, and the smoke was blown away by the rain after only a few seconds. And a gray behemoth just appeared in the scope and observation periscope of the British armored forces, and the black hole on the muzzle looked really scary.

"God! German tank! German tank! It's a new type of tank! Aim it! Fire!" The tank commander shouted in fright: "My God! It's firing!"

Through the periscope, he saw that the Tiger tank on the opposite side spewed out dazzling flames again, and an 88mm caliber shell easily smashed another British M3 tank into scrap iron at a distance of 800 meters.

At this distance, the armor thickness of the m3 tank can't even resist the attack of the Leopard tank's 75mm caliber cannon, so British tankers know that if they face the Tiger tank, which has been rumored to be more difficult than the Leopard tank, they must desperately If you are close to your opponent, you have a chance of winning by firing at the shortest distance.

After all, when the Tiger tank had just been deployed on a large scale in the German army, there were not many armored units left in the French frontline counterattack. Therefore, the German Tiger tank has not yet been destroyed, which is the fundamental reason why this tank is too mythical in the United Kingdom and the United States.

Some people say that the thickness of the frontal armor of the new German tanks cannot be penetrated at all. Many soldiers asked to install 105mm cannons on the tanks, which is impossible to achieve. Some armored units even asked the troops to close to 50 meters before firing. Break through the front armor plate of this new German tank.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a puff of white smoke sprayed out from the bushes on the side, and an m3 tank that was turning around was instantly destroyed. The outflanking British soldiers were in disarray, and the radio channel was full of chaotic shouts.

"The Germans have two tanks! The Germans have two tanks! Retreat! Retreat! We are under attack! Tom is shot! Tom is shot!"

"My God! Back up! Back up! Their machine guns are firing! One of our infantrymen has been shot! God."

"Hey! They're firing again! Cover us! Cover us! Jack's tank is on fire! Jack's gone! I saw him try to climb out of his tank and it caught fire! He's burned!"

When the British were in a mess, the German tanks rushed out from the hidden location. The No. 007 tank took the lead, and on the other side, another Tiger tank that had been fired and exposed followed, and the British immediately rushed out. Started to retreat.

The cannons of the Tiger tanks fired continuously, and the British tanks were hit continuously and caught fire, smoked, burned and exploded. The entire battlefield was filled with the screams of the British and the cheers of victory from the Germans.