Chapter 1655 Who Gave It to Me? (Part 1)

The moment it drove out of the village, the Firefly, which was not actually fully targeted, had the opportunity to attack first.

If this was a Sherman that had not changed its head, it would have been enough to fire more accurately by just slowing down a little instead of stopping completely. The early stabilizer equipped on the Sherman tank was enough to support accurate firing at low speeds.

Unfortunately, the Firefly that had changed its head did not have a vertical stabilizer for the main gun. Even if the Sherman had a stabilizer, it could not hurt the King Tiger at all. The poor penetration could not even penetrate the Tiger I, let alone the King Tiger.

So no matter which situation, there would be no qualitative change in essence.

Whether it was the Sherman or the Firefly, the only result waiting for these two Allied tanks was extinction.

Boom——

The huge Tiger King 007, which was like a steel mountain, roared and fired again. The orange-red flames bursting out of the muzzle were filled with the breath of death. The armor-piercing projectiles whistled at high speed and tore through the side armor of the vehicle in the blink of an eye and poured into it.

The final result remained unchanged. Just ten seconds after the first Firefly was destroyed, the second Firefly tank followed closely behind. In a violent shock of flames, its head was directly blown off and instantly lifted into the sky, leaving only a torn and burning headless vehicle body like a crematorium, which was shocking. [6][9][s][h][u][x][.][c][o][m]

"Very good, well done! This is the effect we want!"

Destroying the two Firefly tanks was only part of Wittmann's goal, not even the main one.

The most important result that Wittmann really wanted had actually been achieved. The two steel wreckages that were burning at the same time not far apart were particularly important for the next battle. They were the key props in Wittmann's plan to block the entrance to the village. Even the position where the two Fireflies were destroyed was considered by Wittmann. Judging from the final result, it was obvious that the goal was achieved.

The Firefly wreckage, one in front and one behind, was only more than three meters apart and was located in the central section of the village entrance. The two heads that were twisted off the body also fell beside the car, acting as annoying obstacles and emitting black smoke.

Of course, the British reinforcements trying to kill out of the village had more than just these two tanks. In fact, they also had several Fireflies, Stuarts supported by the Americans, and their own Cromwells. It was a complete armored force, and there were also many British infantrymen accompanying them.

But now, this newly emerged British army was blocked at the entrance of the village and could not move forward. At least the tanks could no longer break out from the main road at the entrance of the village and go to the nearby battlefield outside the village for support.

It takes time to clear the two wreckages that can no longer move and move them off the road, and time is exactly what the British army lacks most now.

Knowing that the entrance of the village has been completely blocked and armored vehicles cannot pass through at all, the British commander in the village who led the reinforcements quickly sent the bad news to Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence who was still struggling outside the village.

"The Germans destroyed our tanks and blocked the entrance of the village with the wreckage! We can't get out now! Didn't you say they only have one tank!? Why can they attack us at the same time!? What is the situation!?"

The tone and mood of the British commander in the village were also quite anxious and full of questions. He was actually panicked because he was locked in the village without knowing the situation outside, fearing that his people would be blocked in the village by the Germans.

That's why they questioned Colonel Lawrence's report just now, fearing that they were fooled and made a wrong judgment.

But obviously, Colonel Lawrence, who was in dire straits, was even more upset and irritable. He was more anxious than an ant on a hot pot. Why did these idiots in the village want to trick him at this time! ? What the hell!

"Although they only have one tank, the Germans are not fools! You are a greater threat than us. They are turning their guns to attack you! We are trying to take the opportunity to attack his defensive weaknesses! Damn it! Is this German monster indestructible? Keep firing! Use all the armor-piercing shells, and don't stop until you paralyze this monster!"

"And you, come to support quickly! I don't care what method you use to get out. If you come later, you will be waiting to collect our bodies. This is a complete annihilation!"

Snap——

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I was just feeling unhappy here, but I didn't expect to be scolded. The British commander in the village holding the radio transmitter was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. If this Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence was right in front of me, I would definitely not mind rushing up and kicking this yelling bastard.

But the situation is stronger than the person, and now is not the time to act on impulse.

Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence was right, and finding a way to get out of the village quickly was the first priority. This was not only to save the bastard and his men, but also to give himself a reassurance to prevent being trapped in the village and being surrounded by the large German army that might arrive at any time.

The British commander in the village guessed that the Germans must have more reinforcements on the way, otherwise it would be unreasonable for a single tank to come and ambush, even if it was a suicide attack.

"Back up! Everyone, back up! Break open the wooden house over there and bombard it! If necessary! Do it as fast as possible, quick!"

The trapped British troops in the village were still trying to find a way out and get out of the village, while Wittmann, who had just bought himself precious time, ordered the turret to turn around again and aim the black muzzle at the British troops on the road who were left with only the remnants of the defeated army.

"Oh, damn, that monster is aiming at us again! Retreat, get out of here quickly! Our tanks are no match!"

"Get off the road, get off quickly! The Germans are going to fire again!"

"Damn it! Don't push me, I'm about to fall!"

The vehicles blocked by the wreckage of various vehicles on the road may have difficulty in movement and are quite restricted, but the British infantry who survived the ambush are not restricted by this.

But what surprised Lieutenant Colonel Lawrence was that his own infantry not only failed to help, but was frightened by the monster tank of the Germans.

Every one of them rushed down the road, chasing each other, and hid behind the low slope on the reverse slope of the road to seek cover. The desperate and chaotic running made them wish their parents had given them two less legs and they could not run fast enough.