Chapter 1255: Fierce Battle at Dawn

Fegelein has never seen such a monster before. Indeed, this term is far more appropriate than "tank" to describe it.

It was a giant monster that was huge, thick and heavy. Its huge body was extremely oppressive and shocking even through a telescope.

As a professional anti-tank gunner, Fegelein knew how to use the sighting scale in the telescope to roughly estimate the distance and size of enemy tanks. This is the basic skill of an experienced anti-tank gunner, and Fegelein, who is now the gunner, was promoted from the gunner.

In extreme shock, Feigelein swore that he had never seen such a monster before. Its size far exceeded his traditional understanding of any Russian tank. The dawn light shone on its snow-white winter camouflage paint, and the flying snowflakes were crazily picked up by the tracks and floated in the air.

If there really is a monster in this world, Fegelein thinks this thing might be it.

Now I actually have to fight against such a monster? What a joke! ? Fegelein really didn't think he could defeat such a monster. His intuition told him that the thing opposite was absolutely invincible.

But unfortunately, all soldiers on the battlefield have things they must do within the scope of their duties, even Fegelein is no exception.

"Fegelein! What are you thinking!? Fire quickly! Otherwise I will launch you myself!"

The company commander's loud shouts came from the trenches further forward, and Fegelein realized that he had no reason to continue to waste any more time.

"Load armor-piercing rounds! Quick! Use full-caliber rounds!"

PAK 43 is the anti-tank gun version of the Chang 88, which is also the main gun of the King Tiger heavy tank and the Jaguar tank destroyer in history.

The Germans have strict requirements for the naming of weapons and equipment. As long as the same gun is used in different places, it will have to be renamed, but all this is not important to Fegelein at the moment.

The 88mm fixed-cap armor-piercing bullet, which was a full third longer than the shorter 88, was taken out of the ammunition box. Several temporary loaders who were recruited by Fegelein to serve as strong men passed it on layer by layer, and finally the shells were sent to In the hands of the main loader, he pushed it into the chamber and closed the open breech with a muffled sound.

"Loading completed!"

"Aim at the target, the Russian heavy tank leading directly in front!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

boom--

The Long 88, which fires far more powder than the Short 88 shells and has a longer barrel and multiple diameters, is indeed amazingly powerful. This terrifying and ferocious anti-tank gun is one of the first guns in the world that can fire full-caliber armor-piercing projectiles. It is a powerful anti-tank weapon with a muzzle velocity that exceeds the 1,000 meters per second mark.

It can deal with any known enemy tanks in the past without any problems. Even the tricky Russian Stalin heavy tanks will be easily defeated by this thing.

But this time, the goddess of victory was obviously not on Fegelein's side.

Ding-ding——

crackling——

call out--

The full-caliber armor-piercing hooded projectile with a muzzle velocity close to three times the speed of sound hit the armor first, and then the ear-piercing sound of the projectile flying in the wind followed closely.

Seryosha, who was at the front of the tank chassis, felt his whole body tremble as if he had received a slight electric shock. The sound of strong metal collisions in his ears instantly overshadowed the roar of the engine and echoed in his mind. He held his right hand tightly. Seryosha jerked the lever he was holding to complete the gear change, then let out a loud roar.

"The main armor of the vehicle was hit by a bullet, but it didn't penetrate!"

Seryosha's report echoed in the car, and Malashenko, who was holding the commander's periscope in front of him, spoke loudly.

"Muzzle flash, right at twelve o'clock! It's a German anti-tank gun! Iushkin, kill it!"

Although it only lasted a short moment, less than two seconds, Malashenko, who was highly tense and concentrated, was still convinced that he could see very clearly. It was an armor-piercing bullet that fired at dawn. German anti-tank guns rather than tanks targets.

When the high-explosive grenades pre-loaded into the gun barrel came in handy, the Malashenko command vehicle, which was rushing to the front, immediately stopped quickly under Seryosha's violent operation, shaking and shaking during the off-road maneuver. The muzzle of the stopped main gun quickly stabilized, and Iushkin, who was in a highly concentrated state, was convinced that he had aimed at the target.

"Die! Nacui!"

boom--

The firing rod close to the left side of the breech block was quickly pulled down by Iushkin's hand. The firing pin fired the primer and ignited the propellant in the sub-cartridge, releasing a majestic and astonishing chemical energy in the barrel. The hot projectile shot from the horizontal direction. The muzzle brake, which spreads flames, rushes out at full speed and shoots straight towards the target.

In this short moment, Fegelein, who was observing the battlefield with a telescope in his hand, was desperate. He could even see his own body being torn into flying pieces by the explosion fire and flames.

boom--

There was another astonishingly powerful explosion, and the extremely fast shock wave that struck instantly made Fegelein feel as if he had ascended to the sky. He was blown to the sky and completely shattered. Only corpses fell down, but fate obviously favored him again. It was a big joke with him.

"Iushkin, you missed the target! You blew away another cannon, and those German guys are busy loading!"

There were more than one German anti-tank guns that survived the artillery fire preparation on the battlefield and reacted quickly. A PAK 38 that had just been pushed out of the anti-gun hole was unlucky. Iushkin, who was eager to find the enemy, saw that it was loading and took it as a target for the second shot.

In the end, all of them died without firing a single shot, gloriously becoming the scapegoats of Fegelein's artillery squad. A 122mm high-explosive grenade hit the gun shield and instantly tore everything into pieces, including people, steel and even the ground under his feet.

Feeling the pain coming, Fegelein, who struggled to get up from the ground, finally realized that he was not dead, and even had all his parts intact. Just because the gun positions were not far apart, he was blown up by the shock wave of the explosion, flew backwards, hit the earth wall behind him and fell into the trench.

Mission and duty drove Fegelein's body to react subconsciously and prepare to continue fighting, but Fegelein, who had just struggled to get up from the trench and stuck his head out, had never thought that something even more terrible would come to him.

"The Germans still have anti-tank guns on their positions! Fire and blow them to pieces!"