Chapter 1050 Leopard Death Reprint (Part 1)

The Soviet artillery stopped after firing only one round of artillery fire, which was too abnormal. The German army, who was hesitant to determine whether the opponent was cheating or playing some other tricks, lay on the ground for a long time without moving, fearing that as soon as they stood up, they would hear the terrible roar of the old cow's breathing again.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was to the extent that everyone lying on the ground fell asleep.

A SS infantry assault captain in charge of the team raised his head holding the MP40 submachine gun in his hand, quietly looked around him and the Soviet position opposite. Although he felt something was wrong, he really couldn't tell why, so he finally gave an order.

"Stand up! Keep attacking, quickly! The Russian artillery has stopped!"

Indeed, what the infantry assault captain said was right. The righteous 152 cult artillery bombardment had stopped, but there was a more exciting scene that hit them in the face right after that.

"Aimed?"

"Of course, that German guy doesn't even know he's going to meet their Kaiser."

"Then fire!"

Boom--

Iushkin is still a little uncomfortable with the 122 gun's pull-rod firing method. The firing lever placed on the side of the breech block always feels a little awkward to operate, but this is not enough to affect Iushkin's justice and killing those fascist invaders.

The IS6 heavy tank hidden behind a haystack suddenly ejected a roaring flame. The high-pressure flames and shock waves ejected from both sides of the muzzle brake directly rolled up the dry grass on the ground and brought it into the air.

The strawstack that could almost completely block the entire front projection of the IS6 heavy tank was completely destroyed. After the muzzle fire dissipated, basically only two pieces of dry grass were left floating in the air, and the rest had no idea where they were washed away.

The 122mm full-caliber windshield armor-piercing projectile rushed towards the target with extremely amazing kinetic energy, and a Black Panther that was parked on the spot and prepared to fire two shots to test the firepower was hit on the spot.

The inclined armor on the front of the vehicle body that could withstand the close-range direct fire of the 85mm main gun was like paper in front of the righteous 122**.

The huge armor-piercing projectile that smashed the windshield continued to rush forward, forcibly chiseling open the inclined front armor of the vehicle body with terrifying residual kinetic energy, and drilled into the center of the Black Panther tank from the front and then exploded.

Boom--

Just like the predecessors who were beaten to the ground not long ago, this Black Panther, which had not figured out where the opponent was, once again transformed into a German manned space flight in a completely confused situation, and was directly blown off its head by the powerful ammunition explosion flame wave and shock wave.

The probability of a tank being penetrated by a 122mm gun not having ammunition explosion is infinitely close to zero. This is one of the biggest advantages of large caliber and high charge. The long and tedious loading process is not useless and has no effect at all. The effort will eventually pay off.

The yellow-green striped camouflage turret with a base smoked to a dark black color fell from mid-air and fell heavily to the ground. The headless car body that was blown to a crisp outside and tender inside, and the whole body was spitting fire outwards, looked like no one could survive.

None of the five SS armored soldiers escaped alive, and there was not even a trace of struggle to escape. It was hard to say whether they could find a few body parts that symbolized the existence of life from the wreckage of the car body with a big hole in the armor on that side.

The second wave of the attack of the Skeleton Division, which had just been stunned by the explosion, had not had time to breathe. Malashenko, who attacked from the shadows, took the initiative again and gave the opponent a precise wake-up call.

From his own tank commander's periscope, he clearly saw the miserable appearance of the Panther when it was killed. With a grim smile on his face, Malashenko patted Ivushkin's shoulder beside him and said with a smile.

"Well done! That car of Germans have all gone to see their Kaiser!"

"Keep firing armor-piercing shells, prepare for the next one! Quick!"

The sound of the gun in Malashenko's car was just the beginning, followed by more deafening roars of 122 heirlooms.

Ding bang --

Boom --

Malashenko once thought that the sound of the 122 gun firing in the car felt like a violently shaken beer bottle smashed directly against the wall without opening the cap. After the sound was made deeper through post-synthesis mixing, it was multiplied by more than ten times in the current situation and played at the same time, which was the most real echo in Malashenko's mind.

The tank battalion, equipped with a large number of IS2 heavy tanks, launched a powerful and almost salvo fire in the first wave of attack. The roar of the 122mm gun resounded throughout the entire position. Even the soldiers who held their weapons tightly in the trenches couldn't help but cover their ears to prevent the exaggerated roar of the fire from shaking their ears.

Because the timing of the firing was too tight, the inter-vehicle communication and information coordination of tanks in this era were far less open than the third-generation main battle tanks in later generations.

So although the scene that happened immediately afterwards was a waste of firepower for the Soviet army, it was a completely different matter for the German army under the direct fire.

The Chang 75 No. 4 tank responsible for the coordinated attack with the Panther tank was the most unlucky.

This tank was equipped with additional armor on the sides of the hull and the outer ring of the turret, and several cut armor plates were welded on the front to enhance its defense.

After being directly bombarded by at least three 122mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing shells, the violent explosion left almost no intact parts, and it was torn into pieces by a violently spreading fire on the spot.

The 80mm frontal main armor of the hull plus the 20mm welded additional armor formed a 100mm physical thickness solid defense that could theoretically even rival the Tiger tank, but this temporary battlefield modification still could not save the fascist villain targeted by the loving father.

The unreasonable 122 armor-piercing shells almost simultaneously penetrated the turret, hull, and crotch of the three front parts. The No. 4 tank, which was penetrated at all three points, had no room to struggle.

The entire tank shook slightly and then went into a spiral state. After the flames dissipated and the dust settled, only the messy wreckage that was blown up like a swarm of locusts was scattered all over the ground.

The surviving SS infantrymen who were not too far away saw with their naked eyes that the big black iron lump that was twisted like a Tianjin hemp twist and flew at least 40 meters away from the explosion center should be the gasoline engine of this Type 4 H tank.