Chapter 1157 Fatal Mistake

Varosha, who had his head out, soon discovered that it was a German Tiger tank that was very close to him and had arrived in front of the position at some point.

This monster, which the brigade commander comrade complained about as a "square garbage box", was a real and very difficult heavy tank to deal with.

This thing was like paper in front of his own heavy tanks and was vulnerable, but the key to the problem was that Major Valosha never remembered any infantry anti-tank equipment on his side that could kill this fascist monster with strong armor and powerful guns from the front at a regular exchange of fire distance.

Anti-tank guns or anti-tank guns, regardless of caliber, would either make a "ding-bang" sound and be done with, or sparks would fly everywhere and be useless.

Malashenko had emphasized to Valosha more than once that when infantrymen faced the German Tiger, they should not take the initiative to try to provoke this steel monster unless the opponent was alone and had no friendly support and protection. Not only will it not hurt the steel tiger, but it will also backfire and attract the opponent's attention and lead to retaliatory counterattacks, which is really not worth the loss.

Another point is that the numerous armored offensive and defensive battles in recent days have made Major Valosha, who has survived a narrow escape, understand one thing.

That is, every time these German heavy steel monsters roared on the battlefield, it at least shows one thing. The final rush of heavy tanks to the battlefield is not only a sign that the opponent has exerted all his strength, but also represents the arrival of the last and most difficult to resist wave of fierce attacks.

That is, during the short time that Major Valosha looked around, the Tiger tank that had stopped outside the position and had stopped moving turned the turret again, driving the black 88mm main gun muzzle to aim at the target again.

Major Valosha, who could clearly feel that the Tiger tank was looking at him, felt a chill on his spine while observing the enemy. He subconsciously reacted and fell to the ground without saying a word. He also pressed Oleg to the ground.

"Lie down!"

Boom--

Crackle--

In less than half a minute, he was bombarded by two Tiger tank 88 gun high-explosive shells, but with the protection of the trench and the quick reaction, Major Valosha once again escaped from the desperate situation and was saved from death.

With a continuous ringing in his ears, he climbed up from the trench with his helmet on his head. He felt that he was almost buried alive by the soil. The first thing Major Valosha did when he stood up with his hands on the ground was to twist his body like a dog who had just taken a bath and tremble all over. All kinds of dirt and clods fell like raindrops in an instant.

"The German heavy tanks are coming! We have to retreat quickly. We can't get rid of such monsters without tank support!"

Oleg, who was also shocked, nodded reluctantly in a daze, indicating that he heard Varosha's words and understood the meaning, and he would go to execute the order that had not been completed just now and convey it to the right place.

Once again unexpectedly.

Before Oleg, who had just stood up, took a step, a roar of thunder and a piercing scream of air-breaking whistling came at a high speed. The terrible sharp sound of tearing the air almost made Major Varosha feel a chill for a moment.

"Come again?!"

Only this time, Major Varosha, who was screaming in his heart, guessed wrong. The shell was not fired from the direction where the Tiger tank was, but from the direction closer to the center of the village with destructive power and air-breaking attack.

The 122 heirloom, which can turn a tiger into an orange cat with just one shot within 500 meters, is as powerful as thunder. The 122mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing shell that tears through the air is like a sledgehammer that smashes the door. One shot hits the target and hits the wide and irregular front face of the Tiger tank's turret.

Ding bang --

Boom --

The strong explosion of ammunition without any suspense rose from the ground in an instant with the flames and flames running all around, just like no one would doubt that the composite armor on the chest of 45 sister can withstand any kind of kinetic energy armor-piercing shells and chemical energy armor-piercing shells in the world.

Tearing open the front armor of the Tiger tank's turret is as easy and unpredictable as a hot razor cutting a cream cake for the 122 heirloom.

The 17-ton Tiger tank turret was directly on the spot, and was instantly lifted into the air by the raging flames and the shock wave of the explosion, turning into a gorgeous Lufthansa killing aviation.

For a moment, Major Valosha felt that he was stunned and clearly saw that the huge tiger head rose to the sky and flew at least seven or eight meters high!

To be honest, it was the first time he saw a tiger head flying so high.

But if you think about it from another angle, who knows how serious the excessive ammunition in this tiger that just arrived on the battlefield was to cause such a tragic situation now.

Those SS armored soldiers thought they could continue to output and use up all the shells in the car?

Unfortunately, the father's 122 justice was not on the side of the fascist invaders.

Major Valosha had no idea what had just happened. With a hint of excitement, more confusion, and a considerable amount of doubt in his heart, he turned around and looked in the direction where the whistling sound of the artillery shells came from. He immediately saw a scene that was enough to make him burst into tears and extremely excited.

Although the follow-up large forces of the SS were constantly heading to the village to support the battle, we must not forget that there were also a steady stream of follow-up main forces on the side of Malashenko, the leader of the marching column, who were constantly entering the village and joining the battle.

The Germans made a very childish and fatal mistake.

The SS field commander who commanded this battle mistakenly overestimated the assault capability of his own troops, and even more seriously underestimated the opponent's determination to fight to the end and the tenacious fighting will.

The original tactical goal of quickly defeating the main force of the Soviet army from the front was not achieved. The attacking troops that rushed to the position frantically could not eliminate the enemy in front of them and fight quickly. The protracted battle has become a cruel tug-of-war for the defensive position.

It's like the nervous and exciting gambler mentality when the game on the gambling table reaches the last moment.

The SS field commander, who was closely following the battlefield situation and had beads of sweat dripping down his neck, somehow treated all the main forces that had just arrived as bargaining chips and threw them all into this victory offensive that was just a little bit away from success.