Chapter 1174 "We Can't Move!"

There has never been a weapon in this world that is truly invincible. Any weapon has its corresponding restrained weaknesses at the beginning of its birth.

Just like Malashenko's No. 177 IS6 heavy tank, which is almost indestructible and indestructible at the same time, it has been rushing through the thorns and has overturned countless German tanks, but even so, it is not the same concept as a truly invincible weapon.

The more combat experience, the greater the chance of overturning, which is the same as the principle of "walking by the river often, there is no way to get your shoes wet".

The SS tanks that rushed and rushed left and right have broken through the defensive positions. Malashenko, who insisted on fighting, was commanding his car to reverse within the allowed range and keep as much distance as possible from the enemy and not be approached.

But the next second after Malashenko ordered to reverse, Malashenko, who habitually swung the commander's periscope in his hand, observed the surrounding situation, and identified whether there were high-threat targets approaching, suddenly saw a Black Panther that appeared out of nowhere, suddenly appearing behind a dilapidated house only 20 meters away from his car.

The sound positioning in the game is completely unrealistic and useless on the battlefield. Malashenko, whose ears were filled with the sound of battlefield gunfire and the roar of diesel engines, finally realized at this time that his negligence caused the Black Panther tank to successfully approach such a dangerous distance before being discovered. Naturally, an emergency order under a roar was inevitable.

"Turn the turret right, there is a German Black Panther rushing over at one o'clock! Kill it first!"

Although Malashenko was trying his best to make up for his mistakes with the fastest reaction

But luck will eventually run out, and Malashenko's emergency order came too late.

Boom——

Ding-bang——

Ka-ka-ka-da——

"Damn, the sound is wrong! We are in big trouble!"

The weapon in the hand is like a lover to the soldier on the battlefield. Every detail of her is always known by the veteran. Just like you can get equal return if you love a girl well, the weapon that is carefully maintained and cared for will also reward the veteran who uses her with the best performance, and it has always been like this.

The shocking sound of the armor-piercing bullet hitting the vehicle came instantly. The first person to react that the sound was definitely wrong was Iushkin, and after Iushkin's roar, what followed was the worst news from Seryosha's mouth.

"The right track is destroyed! We can't move, comrade commander!"

The 75mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing bullet hit the right track plate of Malashenko's vehicle.

The IS6 heavy tank, which was still reversing, immediately became sluggish like a beast with a broken leg. The track that was flying backwards made a sharp grinding sound, just like an old tape box with all the tapes pulled out, leaving only the empty wheel hub.

Seryosha, who always knew the situation of the vehicle well, reacted quickly. The deflection feeling coming from the right side of him was so real. If you have to say it, it's like a fighter pilot in the back seat can still clearly feel which direction the plane is doing overload maneuvers even if he closes his eyes.

Seryosha's report brought the most unexpected bad news to Malashenko. The destruction of the track is a rare and low-probability event on the battlefield. Suddenly encountering this situation did make Malashenko feel unexpected for a moment.

"Let's continue fighting! Ivushkin, keep aiming, fire and kill that bastard!"

If Malashenko, who had some control over the battle situation before, was sure to win, then Malashenko, who issued such an order at this moment, was really gambling with his life.

Face the enemy with the side armor whose defense weight is far less than the front main armor belt. Not to mention whether the Black Panther that just fired a shot can be taken away, the safety of Malashenko's crew is already in a state of danger.

This extremely tricky first shot has broken the track. Who knows whether the second shot will hit the completely vertical side armor of the lower half of the vehicle body.

If this is the case, there is no suspense at all with the penetration depth of the Black Panther's fishing rod length of 75. It is the best outcome that Malashenko can think of to avoid the ammunition from exploding and leave a whole body.

Malashenko did consider these, but still did not hesitate at all.

Rather than abandoning the vehicle and running away immediately, Malashenko prefers to consider other issues after killing the enemy in front of him. Malashenko has always been a style that never leaves the decision of life and death in the hands of the enemy and allows them to manipulate him.

The IS6 heavy tank, which has been unable to move, is still rotating the turret quickly. The speed of the electric steering gear is not slower than any medium tank with a hand-cranked steering gear, and it is even faster. The black muzzle of the giant cannon is pointing at the target in front of it at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Generally speaking, if you encounter this situation, immediately moving the position should be the best choice for the Panther tank. After all, the power of the 122 heirloom is already famous on the battlefield. Whenever a German armored vehicle is targeted by this thing, except for the thick-skinned scrap iron man who can barely take the armor-piercing shells, no other German tank can withstand it.

But obviously, the SS commander on the opposite side doesn't think so.

Since when, the experienced SS commander had been eyeing this obviously different heavy tank. He judged that this must be an enemy command vehicle, at least a high-end vehicle that only officers at the level of battalion commander could enjoy. After all, the extra long antenna on the buttocks could definitely be seen by anyone with eyes.

The SS commander did not intend to escape in such a panic. On the contrary, he wanted to kill the Russian heavy tank that had caused too much trouble here with his own hands. At least that was what he planned in his mind and what he actually did.

The Panther tank, which remained stationary for precise aiming and stable shooting, was loading shells quickly. Iushkin's action of manipulating the turret to aim at the target also reached the final critical moment. Even time and breathing seemed to stop in these few seconds that seemed like a year.

Boom——

The sound of the gun rang out, and the smoke spread.

The full-caliber armor-piercing shell that smashed the wind cap continued to move forward along the trajectory and tore through the armor. The successfully detonated warhead charge immediately brought complete destruction and catastrophe. The heavy steel turret rose straight into the sky like a rocket and then fell heavily to the ground.

The one that stood to the end with smoke rising from the muzzle and the residual heat still lingering was the No. 177 IS6 heavy tank that had broken one leg but still insisted on fighting!