Chapter 1339 Tiger Death (Part 2)

No one saw clearly how the Tiger King died at the moment of destruction, but reality will still record everything that really happened.

The fragile dome armor at the back of the turret could not withstand the bombardment of such a large amount of high-explosive grenades, and cracked and shattered on the spot. The flames inside the turret directly rushed into the gaps from the large pieces of armor plates. The first thing in front of him was the first ammunition rack in the Tiger King turret, which was right at the back of the head.

The 18 rounds of fixed-loaded long 88 shells placed in the first ammunition rack became a big destroyer. The destruction of the high-explosive shells and armor-piercing shells, which accounted for half of the ammunition racks, was magnificent.

The strong ammunition explosion, accompanied by the flames of the 152 grenade itself, first swept the entire internal space of the turret. The three German crew members fighting in it did not even have time to feel the pain, and bid farewell to this world in a final state of almost physical evaporation, leaving no trace.

The fierce flames of the explosion were still powerful after sweeping through the narrow turret, and filled the entire wide vehicle body in a time that humans could not react.

The fire and impact not only destroyed the flesh, but also ignited more 88mm shells stored in the vehicle body, releasing terrifying power.

The King Tiger in combat was fully enclosed, with the hatches tightly closed, but this made it impossible for the shocking shock waves and flames that were rampaging inside the tank to vent the amazing pressure. The broken dome armor on the back of the turret was obviously not enough.

The heavy turret was directly pushed out like a violently shaking champagne cork in the next two seconds.

The heavy armored turret was too heavy to fly too high, and after being smoked black, it rolled and fell to the ground.

The huge vehicle body had turned into a steel crematorium after losing its head. The German armored soldiers in the vehicle did not even need to go to the morgue and were cremated on the spot.

The huge impact and pressure from the inside out broke the tracks and rushed away the road wheels. The large gaps in the armor were as hideous as a blown-up balloon. The skirt armor was completely blown away and no one knew where it fell. There was only a twisted and deformed flaming vehicle body and a blackened turret that fell beside it. This was the final fate of this unlucky King Tiger.

The nightmare was so tragic, but for the German army that had already felt the power of destruction, it was just the beginning.

The roar of the ISU-152 had not yet ended, and the ready Katyusha rocket launcher battalion joined in.

The power of 132mm rockets is not as strong as that of 152mm rockets, but rocket launchers are superior in terms of the density of firepower coverage. The flames of the rain of bullets hit the Germans' foreheads again without any warning.

The rocket barrage, which is much denser than conventional artillery, is no longer as simple as a lottery. At the first moment of the rocket rain, several Tiger Kings that were avoiding the heavy artillery barrage and reversing were washed in unison.

The body, turret, dome armor, engine compartment

All the conceivable bullet positions were basically hit. Alexi, who had further observed and accurately narrowed the range of the artillery through the previous ISU152's artillery effect, made another contribution.

The Katyusha, which was so dense that it could not be more, threw all the firepower of an entire battalion at this narrow German front of less than one square kilometer at once.

The front of the vehicle could barely withstand the direct bombardment of 132mm rockets, but the fragile armor was completely different.

One after another, King Tigers were paralyzed and stranded on the spot by Katyusha barrages. In this case, catching fire on the spot was already a relatively good situation. Not having ammunition explosion and dying on the spot was a blessing from the previous life and a lifetime of luck.

The German armored soldiers who knew that their tanks were paralyzed did not dare to come out. Even if the car was on fire, they still tried to put out the fire and hide in the shells.

It’s not that these German armored soldiers were so stupid that they didn’t even understand the principle of running away.

But if they went out immediately and fled, the final outcome would only be to be torn to pieces by heavy artillery and rockets until there was no residue left, and they would completely disappear from the world!

No matter how bad this armored body is, it is still a solid barrier. As long as they are not unlucky enough to be destroyed by the explosion of ammunition and fuel, there is a glimmer of hope.

So even if they are paralyzed and unable to move on the spot, these desperate German armored soldiers still want to struggle for that glimmer of hope and survive.

There is no other reason, just the most essential desire for survival as a living being and as a person.

Maybe I am one of the lucky ones who can survive this devastating blow? No one can say for sure.

Compared with the ten-point death outside, the nine-point death in this coffin shell is more attractive.

The reason is that simple.

The fierce Katyusha rocket launcher is not perfect. Compared with the continuous suppression of traditional artillery, Katyusha itself is a wave of weapons that can fire all the ammunition that traditional artillery would take ten minutes to fire in less than a minute.

Therefore, this rocket rain that covered the sky came and went quickly. The German army, which was blown to pieces, now felt as if a short but soul-shaking doomsday had just swept by.

In the surviving armored vehicles, the crew members who were dizzy from the explosion were crawling out. Some German infantrymen who had managed to sneak into the crater had saved their lives and had no obvious external injuries, and they had all the spare parts. However, the whole person staggered out of the crater, and felt like a soft mud man without bones. In the eyes of these German infantrymen who had saved their lives, it seemed that the whole world was spinning non-stop.

Although most of the King Tigers did not move, they still basically maintained their appearance intact. It was impossible to judge whether this thing could still fight simply by long-distance visual observation.

A wave of fierce artillery coverage ended, and it was reasonable that Lavrinenko should consider ordering an attack next. However, the situation of being unable to accurately judge the results of the shelling still made Lavrinenko hesitate for a moment.

And it was precisely in this moment of hesitation that a familiar voice came from the radio transmitter at hand again.

"Lavri, we're here! I just saw the artillery in the rear open fire, report the shelling situation!"

Accompanied by Malashenko's familiar voice, the follow-up main force led by the No. 177 IS4 heavy tank finally rushed into the battlefield at the best time to hit the drowning dog.