Chapter 1121 Continue to Fight
The battlefield situation is always changing rapidly, and it is impossible to develop completely in the direction expected by people.
For example, Malashenko, who originally planned to deal with the enemy by himself, did not expect that the turret on his side was only half turned, and the vehicle body was not completely aimed at the target. After a loud bang, the poor No. 4 tank was blown to pieces on the spot.
"The target is destroyed! Those Germans must have been smashed to pieces, comrade commander!"
The gunner's excited report echoed in the turret. The commander, who had been holding the commander's periscope in front of him, nodded, and then picked up the radio transmitter hanging on the iron frame beside him and pressed the button.
"It's safe! Comrade brigade commander, drive the car back to the position!"
In the future, if you are robbed of your head in a game, you will definitely curse, but at this moment, Malashenko, who has understood the whole process just now, just grinned.
"Well done! This No. 4 has been restored to its parts. You shot its engine out."
The brigade commander was surrounded, and his subordinates could not just watch. After all, this was a war, not a medieval knight duel.
Despite the huge frontal pressure, after Lavrinenko led the team away, Kurbalov, who had been responsible for protecting Malashenko, finally reacted quickly and in time.
Kurbalov ordered the car to reverse and retreat to the rear safe area where the German main gun could not cover the attack.
At the critical moment of a hundred times, he naturally didn't care about just turning the vehicle's course and slowly aiming at the enemy. Kurbalov directly ordered the turret and the vehicle's course to turn together, hoping to solve the troubles surrounding the brigade commander as quickly as possible.
When Iushkin blew away the head of the last Panther with a shot, Kurbalov's battalion-level command vehicle had just begun to turn the vehicle's course and rotate the turret.
So although it took a little more time, Kulbarov still reacted quickly. It took less than ten seconds to fire at the enemy. The IS6 heavy tank's more powerful power output compared to the IS2 was the premise for all this.
The armor-piercing projectile, which had no time to accurately aim, hit the unlucky No. 4 directly, and the protective armor of the power compartment at the rear of the vehicle body was instantly penetrated.
The 122mm full-caliber wind cap armor-piercing projectile not only penetrated the armor and opened up the engine, but also left a huge wound on it that a big man could put his fist and arm into.
After the armor-piercing projectile under the action of the armor-piercing delay fuse completely penetrated the power compartment, it continued to move forward for a long distance. Finally, it exploded instantly at the position just below the fighting room of the turret of this No. 4 tank and just above the ammunition rack on the chassis of the vehicle body, and exploded into a ball of blazing flames.
In a sense, such a detonation point is definitely the best position to blow off the turret, and of course the final factual result is indeed so.
The huge and strong ammunition explosion not only blew off the turret of the No. 4, but also brought devastating destructive power at the same time due to the ultra-high pressure shock wave that could not be released in the closed space.
In addition to breaking open all the not-so-strong parts of the No. 4, such as the driver and the mechanic's top cover, which were instantly blown off and fell more than ten meters away.
The armor of the No. 4 tank was too fragile and could not withstand such a strong explosion, so the armor welds were blown open from the inside out, and the suspension mechanism connected to the inside of the body was also completely blown up at the same time.
The scattered armor fragments and body parts were directly blown up into the sky by the huge flames, and after a crackling, it was like a metal rain.
When the intense flames and shock waves dissipated, the only relics left at the explosion center or the original location of the Panzer IV were two broken armor plates, four or five road wheels that could not be distinguished as being on the left or right side of the vehicle, and some parts that could not be seen in their original form, which might be part of the transmission mechanism.
Malashenko was right. Kurbalov's shot really restored the Panzer IV to its factory settings.
The five SS armored soldiers in the car disappeared completely after a loud bang. No one cared, and no one knew whether there were a few pieces of charred and blackened human flesh and organ fragments in the pile of armor fragments and parts.
No matter where they went, most of the armored soldiers who died on the battlefield ended up like this, so miserable that not even a complete body was left.
This was the case in World War II, and it will be the same in modern wars in the future. No matter how advanced and powerful the tanks are, as the most dazzling ones on the battlefield, they are always the targets of various heavy firepower.
From the moment you get on the tank, you must be prepared for this, such as Malashenko now.
Just like the principle of "learning to be beaten before hitting others", if you are not even prepared for the same fate, the remaining life of such armored soldiers on the battlefield has entered the countdown since the moment you get on the car.
The battlefield is a game for the brave, and the armored soldiers are the most outstanding and the most blood-thirsty group of land warriors, and it has always been so.
The German attack is still continuing, and the tragic battle for position attack and defense and close combat still has no intention of stopping.
The entire front main armor belt was already full of pits and dents, and the No. 177 IS6 heavy tank once again returned to the battlefield, leading the IS2 heavy tanks that were forced to fight the enemy and were not good at close combat.
The loud roar of the main gun firing and the terrifying explosion of ammunition filled the eardrums, and the infantrymen who were shouting and shouting were fighting desperately around the tanks that were in disarray, and even wrestled with each other without weapons.
Submachine guns, machine guns, rifles, pistols, butts, bayonets, engineer shovels, daggers, helmets, fists, even scratching with nails and biting with teeth, as long as they could kill or cripple the opponent, they would do anything.
More often than not, when there was no time to change ammunition, the battles in every corner of the position were increasingly developing in the direction of mob fights, and dying in battle was almost the final fate of every soldier who stopped fighting, regardless of you or me.
The Guards Division has always been known as the Führer's personal army. They are always good at dealing with the most difficult opponents and have the most tenacious fighting will.
However, facing such a group of opponents who are no different from beasts and are only thinking about how to kill them, the Guards Division is not afraid of this, but the situation of the battle has not made substantial progress and the deadlock has not been broken.
No one knows when such a crazy fight that makes normal people sick will really end. The bloody smell in the air is more concentrated than any slaughterhouse in the breeze.
If all these Russians are killed, will there be no need to fight anymore?
Maybe, no one can give a definite answer. Many SS soldiers who are fighting hard have become numb to the point of not thinking about the results of the problem. They can only hope that such a moment will come as soon as possible.