Nine Hundred and Twenty One Symphony
Human beings have a humble obsession with the strong, and any group likes to elect a leader-like existence. Everyone is used to obeying such an existence, and calls similar leaders kings. Therefore, there is a king of the forest in the forest, and a king of the prairie on the grassland. Even the tiger, which is already the king of beasts, must have a real king—that is, the king of tigers called the tiger king.
The tank named after the Tiger King is the ultimate tank that the German Army placed high hopes on. Therefore, when people driving this kind of tank face their enemies, they are very calm, because they know that they are above their opponents and have more powerful weapons than their opponents.
The bore was still steaming slightly as the case of a shell was ejected from the open breech. Listening to the familiar tinkling sound of metal bullet casings hitting the bottom of the tank, you can feel the pleasant sound of killing lingering in your ears. The shouts of soldiers, the collision of metal, and the roar of artillery build a wonderful rock music, which makes all the people intoxicated in the war excited.
This is an almost crazy concert, the only difference from the solemn orchestra played in Vienna's music hall is that there is no applause and cheers here, and the exploding shells will help all the people participating in the performance howl hysterically , applauding is not a spectacular sight at all, I thought that here you can see arms flying far away anytime, anywhere, and faces twisted together due to vomiting blood.
As the loader, Bruce didn't know what was going on outside. He hid in the safest place with peace of mind, waiting for the tank to be penetrated or the battle to end. He only has two states: one is when his tank explodes after a huge tremor, and he himself goes up to the sky; hell.
In fact, if you compare it like this, you will find that soldiers in some positions are actually very artistic. They don't have to face blood and killing directly on the battlefield, but they are doing more efficient work to kill opponents, for example-the main gun turret of the battleship The loaders here.
They can't see what their battlefield looks like at all, they just repeat the actions they have repeated countless times in the password, prepare the shell with huge lethality, and then wait for the shell to make a contribution. There are only two fates waiting for them: one is to sink with the battleship when they are sunk by others; the other is to win the opponent and accept the cheers of their comrades.
But now Bruce has no time to think about how his colleagues are doing. He is taking out a new armor-piercing projectile from the ammunition compartment, and skillfully stuffing the projectile into the barrel of the tank in the narrow tank turret. among. The internal space of the King Tiger tank is larger than that of the Tiger tank, so switching from the Tiger tank to the King Tiger tank is a kind of happiness for Bruce.
The space in the King Tiger tank is more regular, and the ammunition storage is more concentrated, and the design is more convenient for Bruce to pick up. This made Bruce feel very comfortable. He felt that he could use a faster reload speed to provide Andre with a chance to shoot.
In fact it is so,
Because there is an aiming assist device on the aiming system of the King Tiger tank, Andre's aiming has also become more efficient. Coupled with the increase in Bruce's loading speed, the firing speed of this King Tiger tank has become even more terrifying than the original Tiger tank.
With a loud bang of "Boom!", Rennes' No. 113 King Tiger tank has fired its 0th shell, and the Soviet attacking tank group has been shot to pieces by the German army from a long distance and accurately. up. Burning Soviet tanks were everywhere, and the members of these destroyed Soviet tank crews were not even able to kill one of their opponents.
The Stalin tank that rushed out just now was immediately hit by Rennes' tank, but with its good bulletproof shape and amazing luck, this Stalin tank unexpectedly withstood the fatal blow of King Tiger, and it adjusted itself. From an angle, he slowly aimed at Rennes' tank.
However, in the process, the Rennes crew at a distance of more than 1,200 meters fired their second armor-piercing projectile, but this armor-piercing projectile missed the target because of too hasty aiming. Two consecutive cannonballs failed to kill the opponent, and even Andre's face was a little bit uncomfortable, so he spent a few seconds carefully aiming the third cannonball before firing another cannonball.
The lucky Soviet Stalin tank did not escape the fatal attack again. This German tungsten alloy armor-piercing projectile hit the Stalin tank and penetrated its armor. Then the Stalin tank turned into a ball of gorgeous fireworks, and exploded into a pile of torn iron plates and parts.
After destroying this Stalin tank, the Soviet attack became more messy, and it seemed that they were not ready to meet the main force of the German army in such a place. Seeing that the battle has been fought for such a long time, but not even a single shell landed on the German position, which shows that at least the nearby Soviet army did not deploy their cannons, and they should still be on their way.
"Accelerate forward! Get close to the Soviet army! If you wait a little longer, maybe their artillery will open fire on us." Ren put down the binoculars, and then pressed the throat communicator to order the driver Bowman: "Advance at a constant speed, give Andre a chance to fire!"
With this order, Rennes felt his tank shake, and then the King Tiger tank rushed out of the temporary bunker about 40 centimeters deep, and headed towards the attacking Soviet army.
The King Tiger tank suddenly started to move, and rushed towards the chaotic Soviet army. This sight made many Soviet soldiers panic. They have never seen such a terrible opponent, daring to charge such a large Soviet army. The tank gun that kept emitting flames seemed to be the sickle of death harvesting life, taking away the lives of countless Soviet armored soldiers.
A Soviet soldier raised his head in the grass, and saw the heading machine gun of the King Tiger tank shooting towards his position. He was hit in the head by a bullet before he got down on his body. The tremendous force of the bullet split his head apart, splashing red and white things everywhere.
The Soviet soldiers who were still trying to get closer to the German positions began to subconsciously stay away from the steel giant that was approaching them. The tank's low shape and good bulletproof angle made the Soviet attack a little helpless. Finally, a 45 mm caliber armor-piercing projectile hit the front armor plate of the Rennes tank, and its effect was only to wipe off the paint on the Rennes tank.
The Soviets are collapsing. They were still attacking fiercely, but now they are suppressed by only two King Tiger tanks. Some Soviet tanks are retreating, and several Soviet tanks that have been turning around in the distance have been blocked by another King Tiger. The current battlefield situation seems a bit weird. Three German tanks are slowly encircling, trying to annihilate the encirclement Here, there are more than 40 Soviet tanks.
"Go ahead! Drive these Soviets back into the woods!" A bullet flew past his hat, and he retreated into the turret, snapping the hatch on top of his head. At this distance, sticking your head out of the turret for a long time is no different from suicide. Ren is very indifferent to his own life, but he is definitely not a suicidal person.
His King Tiger tank continued to move forward. A Soviet soldier who was hit by a bullet in the thigh was struggling on the route of the King Tiger tank. He hugged his leg and howled, begging his defeated companions to take him Go together. But no one paid attention to him as a wounded soldier, so he had to wait for his own bad luck to come.
Soon he realized that something was wrong, and the King Tiger tank drove over just like that, with one track facing the direction where he was lying. He hurriedly struggled to prop up his body with his hands, the severe pain in his legs made his movements very tangled. Instead of crawling backwards stupidly, he quickly adjusted his direction and left the direction of the tank moving sideways.
However, he still underestimated the forward speed of German tanks. In fact, few Soviet tanks can match the German tanks in terms of top speed. The Leopard tank is faster than the Soviet T-34 tank, and the Tiger tank is faster than Stalin. Tank mobility is better - of course, if you count the t-26, it's another matter.
The poor Soviet soldier finally failed to get out of the crushing range of the German tank tracks. The cold steel finally pressed on his legs, and he felt heart-piercing pain in an instant. He heard He heard the sound of his bones breaking, and felt his blood flowing out of his legs quickly.
"Ah!" He screamed with all his strength, and then passed out from the pain. His blood flowed onto the tracks of the King Tiger tank, splashed onto the wide road wheels, and soaked into the already compacted soil.
The Soviet army began to retreat, and they did not expect to lose so many tanks here. Not only dozens of t-26 tanks, they also lost a dozen t-34 tanks and 2 Stalin tanks-even an armored division lost so many tanks and would have to retreat, let alone they just It's just an independent unit of the attack.
"Retreat! Those are the new German tanks! The enemy's main force has arrived! We must report this situation to the headquarters immediately." Standing by the woods, a Soviet commander gave the order to retreat unwillingly: "Tell the rear Bring up the heavy artillery for me!"
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