Chapter 1041: Death of the Leopard (Part 1)

Schleheim boasted that he knew all the Russian tanks, but now, there were these three steel monsters within his sight.

Schleheim could swear to the Führer that he had never dreamed of such a terrifying steel behemoth.

The three Russian tanks that were rampaging all the way, like mad bulls rushing into a china shop, directly smashed into and crushed all obstacles, debris, and bricks encountered along the way. The surging power was coupled with the majestic and domineering tanks. With a visually stunning body, Captain Schleheim should be glad that there hasn't been a movie called Godzilla in this era.

"All crews, target at one o'clock, turn the turrets and knock out those three Russian tanks!"

Schleheim believed in the power of his new vehicle. There was no reason why the 70 times caliber 75mm main gun couldn't kill the Russians' broken vehicles. He would definitely be able to kill the Russians' broken tractors with one shot as he had done in the past. It should and must be in this way.

"I'm going to blow your brains out, damn Russian pig!"

"Fire!"

boom--

Schleheim's crew is the original veteran crew since the Skeleton Division began to build the armored force, and he himself also started as the leader of the SS assault team, step by step, using his own strength and the enemy's corpse, to be where he is today. As long as he takes a step forward after this battle, Schleheim is sure that he can become a first-level assault captain.

Captain of the First Class Assault Group of the Waffen-SS, what an attractive position. This is equivalent to the rank of lieutenant colonel among those weak-minded people in the Wehrmacht. I might be able to naturally become a regimental commander and manage more tanks and force.

This is an irresistible temptation for Schleheim, who is as powerful as a drug addict. It is far more fatal than any woman. He must fight for this power at all costs!

Full of joy, I waited with bated breath for the dazzling sight of the Russian tank exploding into a ball of torches, but the cruel reality once again made a funny joke bigger than the sky with Schleheim, who had already had a difficult journey. .

The Panther tank with excellent ballistic performance had the best accuracy among all tanks in the world in 1943. This 75 mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing projectile fired at a distance of 500 meters was indeed as Schleheim said. As expected, it hit the target, hitting the front armor plate of the weird and terrifying Russian heavy tank.

But what happened next completely deviated from the planned trajectory. The armor-piercing projectile, which could kill T34 and KV1 with one hit at a distance of 500 meters, was now staring at Schleheim like an elastic force. Even if the ball hit Sister 45's chest, it would bounce off on the spot without any suspense.

Even if the armor-piercing projectile with extremely high flying kinetic energy is bounced away by the ricochet, the silver-white tracer trajectory will still leave a wisp of meteors flashing past in the sky.

Schleheim, who was holding the sight glass in front of him, raised his head and looked at the sky at an angle. His dark blue eyes, which were bigger than a cow's egg, were full of disbelief and disbelief.

"Führer, am I dazzled?"

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"

"Damn Russian pig! Damn Russian pig! Die, die!"

Schleheim's state was almost unbelievable, but his gunner was exactly the opposite, showing a madness. He cursed wildly and pulled the trigger of the main gun again.

Unfortunately, the truth in the Soviet Union is not on the side of the Germans, and this will still be the case even in the 2018 World Cup.

“The Germans have never been, are, and will never be able to win on Soviet soil!”

Ding-ding——

If the last time the armor-piercing bullet was deflected by a ricochet was excusable and an accident, then what happened this time is even more shocking.

Schleheim watched helplessly as this full-caliber armor-piercing hooded bullet accurately hit the left side of the turret of the monster tank headed by the Russian.

Unfortunately, let alone penetrating the armor and turning the Russian tank into a blazing fireball, this originally invincible armor-piercing round could not even half-penetrate that damn turtle shell turret!

After the shell hit the armor, it swallowed up all the kinetic energy of the propellant and failed to penetrate. However, the armor-piercing delay fuze successfully triggered the warhead charge, exploding a turret on the face of the Russian steel monster. The fireball failed to be completely swallowed.

After the smoke cleared, the monster that had been shot twice in succession seemed to be provoked and angered. The heavy and thick black main gun muzzle slowly turned towards the target like a rhinoceros horn. Schleheim could almost feel the death blow. The cold blade of the giant scythe, which was as tall as one person, was already placed on his neck, showing its sharp edge.

"Back up, back up, move fast! It's targeting us!!!"

There is an old saying in China: Focus on the head but not the bottom.

When rushing, I got carried away and stepped on the accelerator to go very fast.

As for reversing, well, sorry, the Panther D, which has only one reverse gear, can only reverse at a speed of four kilometers per hour.

Well, yes, you read that right, ordinary people can walk and reverse faster than a Black Panther.

What's more, Malashenko, who had been shot twice in succession, was already so angry that he was blowing his beard and staring. He was thinking about how the hell this bastard German guy could just hold me down and hammer him. My car looks like Target?

When Kirill finished loading and the breech block closed, the No. 177 IS6 heavy tank, which was loaded in just 13 seconds with the cooperation of the gunner and the tank commander, once again sprayed out the fire of destruction representing death.

Ding bang --

Boom --

The sound of the 122mm D25T main gun with a unique muzzle brake is very unique. It sounds not only powerful, but also like a beer bottle that is shaken hard and smashed with all its strength. At this moment, Malashenko heard it so beautifully and pleasingly.

However, Schleheim, whose armor was penetrated by a supersonic armor-piercing projectile before he could hear the sound of the gun, heard this beautiful voice in the last moment before his death at the speed of light. This question is probably only known by God.

The powerful explosion of the side and bottom ammunition racks of the vehicle body caused the Panther to fly into the sky. The Panther's head, which was like a small head, was launched into the sky as if it was launched by a rocket. The powerful chemical energy spread and pushed it straight into the sky.

The Panther's head, which flew more than five meters high before falling heavily, had no signs of human existence. The entire turret, which was instantly blackened, was turned upside down on the ground with its mouth wide open. Even the breech block made of solid gun steel was twisted into a knot.

The few charred objects that fell into the dark corner may be the only relics of Schleheim left in this world.