Chapter 1060: Belly of the Giant Beast (Part 1)

The elephant died in a very miserable way. The entire central power compartment was burned into a dark black color, and the original state could not be seen. Except for steel, everything that could be burned was gone. The two black empty hearts placed there looked particularly miserable.

"Two engines are interesting. Just say how this thing weighing more than 60 tons can move. Do the Germans think they are building a battleship? If I were in charge of this car, I would definitely go crazy."

Due to professional sensitivity, Karamov did not have a good impression of the elephant with two hearts in front of him.

It is not easy to maintain a tank with one engine. Every time the engine needs to be replaced or removed from the power compartment for separate maintenance, Karamov swears that this is the most time-consuming process.

The field maintenance camp lacks many professional equipment in the factory, and the maintenance conditions are very simple. Some work that can be done with machines and lathes in the factory has to be done purely by hand here in Karamov. It is not only laborious but also inefficient, but there is no other way under field conditions.

You can't just throw away a heavy tank that just has some problems with the engine. Karamov doesn't have the courage to do so even if he wants to. Political Commissar Petrov is not just for show. If something serious happens, the brigade commander may not be able to save himself. Since the last review meeting, Karamov has changed his bad habits and is very low-key.

At present, the German elephant, which weighs more than 60 tons, actually adopts a power compartment layout design with two engines in parallel.

Karamov doesn't understand whether the Germans really can't make a single engine of the right size with enough horsepower, or if there are other reasons that lead to this design. It was the first time that Karamov saw a heavy armored vehicle with such a unique, parallel dual-engine layout. Just looking at the power compartment in front of him that was burned to only two empty frames, he couldn't find the reason.

"What do you think? Comrade Battalion Commander, let's guess the total maximum output power of these two engines."

Karamov, holding the flashlight in his hand, continued to look into the central power compartment and found nothing. He did not intend to let his newly washed clothes go into the coal kiln, so he gave up the idea of ​​going down to the power compartment to find out. Then he turned to the front cockpit behind him, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers.

"Do me a favor, open this thing, let's see what it looks like inside."

Karamov pointed to the driver's seat cover of the front cockpit of the Elephant.

This solid top cover door was not blown away by the strong explosion of the 152 grenade, but it was twisted by the shock wave, like a hot pancake stuck there.

It is not easy to open this distorted top cover. The strong Karamov and his deputy grabbed one side each, and it still looked motionless despite great effort.

"Come on, keep pushing! We're just a little bit closer!"

"Ah, this thing is too stuck, comrade battalion commander! We shouldn't be able to defeat it..."

Bang--

Before the soldier who was muttering and exerting all his strength could finish his words, the twisted and deformed top hatch was forcibly pulled open on the spot by the two of them, hitting the dome of the vehicle with a loud bang.

Karamov and the soldier actually pulled the twisted and deformed top hatch off the vehicle, but it is more likely that the top hatch itself was seriously loose, not that Karamov had any divine power to help.

Karamov, who fell on the dome of the tank in an instant, almost lost his balance and fell into the dark power compartment.

Looking at the top hatch that had rolled down to the ground, Karamov turned his head to look at the soldier who was also confused like him, and stood up again with an unbelievable smile, then raised the flashlight and walked to the wide-open hatch.

"Oh, this smell, damn it! The Germans should bring some seasoning to sprinkle on themselves, this smell is really worse than the toilet!"

Before he arrived, he was hit by a stench that came with the wind. Karamov, who felt uncomfortable all of a sudden, raised his hand to cover his nose without hesitation.

While cursing in a low voice, he also raised his hand to shine the flashlight into the cockpit. What caught Karamov's eyes was a shriveled corpse that had been burned into a carbonized skeleton.

"No signs of struggle. It seems that he was dead before the fire reached the cockpit."

The dark brown burnt carbonized charred tissue was thinly wrapped on the skeleton. Some thin skin places, such as the fingers, were directly burned into a pure skeleton. The empty pupil area was only covered with dark brown charred skin. In the middle of the night, under the shadow of the flashlight, it looked particularly creepy, as if it would come alive and pounce on the living people.

"Fuck you, Nazi running dog! You will continue to harm this land and scare people even after death. I will throw you into the wild to feed the dogs later. Bah! Dogs probably won't even chew this stinking bone!"

The full stench of the cockpit cover was quickly blown away by the night wind. Karamov, who finally felt that his breathing was normal, turned sideways and looked at the co-pilot's position with a flashlight.

What came into view was still a deeply skeletonized and charred body without any signs of struggle or resistance.

The high-temperature chemical flames fueled by gasoline roasted these two unfortunate eggs until they were charred on the outside, tender on the inside, and sizzling with oil. Now they didn’t even have to go to the crematorium. The one-stop service was directly arranged, and a 65-ton steel box was also included. Giant coffin.

The soldier beside Karamov's analysis was correct. Judging from the situation of the two Germans, it was estimated that the moment the 152 grenade hit, they were hit by the terrifying overpressure impact and got into the car through the gap. They were on the spot. He was pinned to death in the cockpit and was shocked to death.

When the fire in the middle power cabin behind them burned in, the two people who had already died suddenly had no possibility or necessity to escape. They could only helplessly be burned into what they were now, which was equivalent to burning corpses.

Karamov glanced at the situation in the cockpit and could only see things like the burnt metal joysticks and the empty shelves of the radio.

The fire area that spread all the way has already completely covered the entire cockpit, and now it is impossible to find anything valuable from here.

"There's nothing to see here. Get out of the car and go take a look at the battle room in the back."

Karamov, who shook his head, was the first to jump off the elephant carcass. He was still looking forward to finding something useful from the fighting room, which should not be overdone.