Chapter 1330: Legend of the Tiger King
The German Tiger heavy tank is not an easy character to deal with. At least when there is no Stalin heavy tank to help, this 56-ton steel monster is not so easy to deal with.
Lavrinenko did expect that the German Tiger tank would appear, but he really didn't expect that the monsters that rumbled up were not Tiger tanks, or something even larger than the Tiger tank!
"Comrade commander, what the hell is that?"
The exaggerated degree of the huge, heavy, and super-long gun barrel is even more exaggerated than the Black Panther, whose gun barrel caliber ratio is already very exaggerated, compared with the huge body.
This thing, the thing that he is staring at from the commander's periscope, is definitely not a Black Panther! Lavrinenko is very sure and extremely certain of this.
As for the reason, there is only the very real one in front of him and close at hand.
This thing is really fucking big!
How big is it? Just look at the comparison of objects at the same distance.
Lavrinenko, who was familiar with his opponent, knew very well that the German Black Panther was already quite large. This 46-ton excellent tank was classified as a medium tank by the Germans, but its tonnage, volume, and even combat effectiveness were definitely considered heavy tanks by the Red Army.
But now, the Black Panthers that had just entered the battlefield were still parked there, which became a good reference for comparison.
The Black Panthers, which were already quite large, now seemed a bit "small" because the heavy tanks that had just entered the battlefield were too large.
These monsters that were quite similar to the Black Panther in overall shape were not Tigers at all. After Lavrinenko took a closer look, his intuitive impression was even more shocking: this thing could fit the entire Black Panther! It was not an exaggeration at all!
Lavrinenko, who realized that something might be wrong, immediately grabbed the transmitter at hand, pressed the button, and then shouted to the other side of the transmitter.
"Malachenko! Can you hear me? Answer me immediately. I'm Lavrinenko!"
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There was only a dead tone mixed with the sound of electricity coming from the other end of the transmitter, but Lavrinenko obviously didn't want to give up.
"Hello! Malachenko! Please answer if you can hear me."
"Received. I can hear you clearly. I just received the signal. Go ahead."
The anxious Lavrinenko chose to contact Malachenko directly across the relay command vehicle. Fortunately, after a little waiting, Malachenko's clear voice was finally heard. This of course also indicated that the follow-up main force was not far from Lavrinenko.
"Malachenko, do you remember the new German heavy tank you mentioned before? You called that thing King Tiger!"
Lavrinenko spoke very quickly and hurriedly. Malachenko, who was sitting in his commander's seat, felt a jolt in his heart. This might be a bad thing!
"Go on! What happened?"
"The Germans have a new type of heavy tank! It's not the original Tigers! I can't see it clearly from a distance. The front of the tank is tilted, just like the Panther is enlarged a whole circle! The shape is very similar, and the barrel is very long, even longer than the Panther! Bastard! This thing is aiming at us!"
Boom--
The sound of the sky rocket that stirred the falling snow shook the earth, and the armor-piercing shells that were instantly ejected from the super-long barrels whistled like arrows from a string.
Lavrinenko could only barely see the movement of the German monster tank turning the turret, but he couldn't see the tracer of the enemy's shells.
The high-speed armor-piercing projectiles with an unimaginable and almost incomprehensible muzzle velocity were accurate and powerful. After a loud bang, they hit the armor plate on the front of the hull of a T43 medium tank very close to Lavrinenko's command vehicle.
The upper front armor of the vehicle, which was strong enough to withstand the bombardment of the 75mm main gun of the Panzer IV, was now as thin as paper. The high-speed armor-piercing shells tore open the inclined upper front armor without any suspense, leaving a big hole like a scary scar on it.
The blazing flames and the ammunition explosion accompanied by a strong shock wave followed immediately, and the T43 medium tank, which happened to be hit by a shot on the front ammunition rack of the vehicle, was destroyed. The violent ammunition explosion almost completely destroyed the medium tank and tore it into slag.
Lavrinenko, who was very close, could even feel the armor fragments and debris hitting his vehicle. The solid armor plate of the entire IS6 heavy tank was hit like a gong and a drum.
The short-lived destruction came and went quickly.
When the flames and shock waves completely settled, all that remained in Lavrinenko's field of vision was a pile of twisted and deformed black wreckage on the ground, and a huge impact crater that was spread out hideously by the explosion of ammunition.
The new German heavy tank at 800 meters was enough to penetrate the strongest upper front armor plate of the new T43 medium tank at a distance of at least 800 meters!
And the angle of the T43 medium tank just now was tilted, which meant that the penetration depth of the main gun of the German Tiger King monster must have far exceeded the maximum equivalent defense of the upper front armor of the T43 vehicle.
What is the specific penetration depth?
Lavrinenko did not know, or perhaps no one in the Red Army units on the battlefield knew.
Medium tanks can't stop it, but what about heavy tanks?
If even heavy tanks can't withstand it, then the German guy's broken car is equivalent to being indestructible! ?
Countless thoughts flashed through Lavrinenko's mind in an instant, but Malashenko, who had no idea what was going on on the other end of the microphone, was still yelling.
"Lavery! Report the situation, what happened!?"
Malashenko, who only heard a huge explosion, was extremely anxious. If the Germans had really dragged King Tiger onto the battlefield, then the situation Lavrinenko was facing now was simply unimaginable!
Whether it is the T3485 or the T43, when facing the King Tiger directly without any tactical support, there is absolutely only a dead end. The ruthless Chang 88 will tear apart any medium tank that dares to stand in the way, showing no mercy.
"The Germans destroyed one of our T43s head-on. It was their new heavy tank. The armor on the front of the tank couldn't withstand it at all. I think it's probably the King Tiger you mentioned!"
As soon as Malashenko heard this, he was too lazy to speculate anymore. Judging from the situation Lavrinenko described, those broken cars of the Germans on the opposite side must be King Tigers no matter what!