Chapter 1886 Death Battle (Part 2)

The Tiger King No. 213, with blazing flames on its rear, was already dying. The huge and bulky body had no chance of moving at all. It was even in danger of being destroyed by the domino effect of oil and ammunition explosions at any time. Read

But even so, the scene that Karvus saw with his own eyes was still shocking. The turret continued to rotate. However, the speed of rotation did not seem to be driven by the hydraulic steering gear. It was more like the backup hand-cranked turret steering after the automatic steering gear could not be used, which was ridiculously slow.

The heavy blow just now destroyed the Tiger King's turret steering mechanism. Whether it was a hydraulic leak or a power outage, it was no longer important.

The Tiger II turret, which had stopped to fire, was close to aiming. The 71-caliber main gun barrel, which was comparable to a fishing rod, was only slightly adjusted to complete the final calibration. The black muzzle was already aimed at the paralyzed IS6, which was still waiting for a wisp of smoke.

"Aim at the target!"

"Fire!"

Boom --

"Loading completed!"

"Aimed!"

"Fire!"

Boom --

When the roars of the 88-caliber and 122-caliber guns sounded almost at the same time, Karvus, whose attention was completely attracted by Kosher, was startled in an instant.

Kosher did fire, but the other 122-caliber gun firing was not caused by the paralyzed IS6 of his enemy. The paralyzed IS6 that had just fired a shot and paralyzed Kosher's Tiger King could not possibly fire a second shot in such a short time. Even if you installed an automatic loader and set the 122 gun to fixed loading, it would not be so fast.

Just like what Karvus did just now, the one who tried to save his comrades was none other than Kirill, who had just directed the vehicle to turn and loaded the armor-piercing shells.

Kosher did achieve the result he wanted. He was severely damaged after enduring the opponent's bombardment and was able to fire back. This full-caliber armor-piercing shell with warhead charge tore open the opponent's side armor, broke the outer road wheel in the middle of the vehicle body, and then directly hit the inside of the vehicle chassis, completely clearing the paralyzed IS6 that refused to abandon the vehicle and give up the battle until death with a violent shock of ammunition explosion.

According to Kosher's original plan, as long as this last shot was fired, it would be best if the paralyzed Russian monster could be destroyed. If it couldn't be destroyed, there was no other way, so everyone had to abandon the car and never make any dangerous stops.

Knowing that he could no longer fight, Kosher only wanted to avoid giving up this final chance and wanted to fight for such a short few seconds to clear an obstacle for his good brothers who could still fight.

As a result, he achieved his goal as he wished, but what happened after achieving the goal? This was by no means a good thing to be thankful for, because what would happen next was completely different from what Kosher expected. Fate deprived him of the desired result while also depriving him, just as he had just done to the enemy, and also deprived him and his comrades of the right to survive.

Boom——

The violently vibrating ammunition explosion directly lifted the King Tiger turret facing the enemy sideways from the vehicle body. The perforated hole opened near the back of the turret side armor directly connected to the first ammunition rack at the rear of the gun, inducing the explosion. The rear armor of the turret, which was originally sealed on all sides, has been blown into a completely open and scattered state, completely broken.

The blazing hot fire turned the huge headless vehicle body into a steel crematorium weighing dozens of tons, emitting all kinds of black smoke and pungent smells.

The blackened and lifted turret turned upside down and fell to the ground. The breech block and turret basket inside were completely destroyed and almost distorted to the point that the original appearance and state could not be seen clearly. Only the turret call sign number 213, which was mostly blackened but still had a small part left, could be barely discerned.

Not far from the wreckage of King Tiger No. 213, was the hot steel wreckage of the second paralyzed IS6 that was also burning fiercely.

The instantaneous overpressure caused by the explosion of ammunition and fuel did not directly blow off the turret this time.

However, the driver's forward armored hatch, two turret roofs, and the escape hatch directly under the chassis of the IS6 were all forcibly blasted open, becoming a pressure relief outlet for the powerful power and flame wave of the ammunition explosion.

No one knows what the IS6 crew, who never gave up fighting and never abandoned the car, encountered and thought about at the last moment of their lives, just as no one knows what the last scene of the Kosher crew of the Tiger King No. 213 was before their death.

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Kalvus, whose mind was blank and whose mouth was dry, remained silent. Kosher's death and exit from the battlefield marked that of the eight Tiger King crews participating in the Marinovo village raid, only he was the only crew that could continue to fight.

The remaining Tiger King crews were either dead or injured, or had mechanical failures and were forced to retire mid-course. No Tiger King was left to fight.

Although his own losses were heavy, Karvus knew that this loss was relative. It was not just him who was almost completely wiped out, but also the Russians on the opposite side.

One shot killed the second to last Tiger King on the battlefield, which was also one of the two Tiger Kings that attacked from behind at the entrance of the village. Only one final opponent was left to be dealt with. Kirill was still half out of the turret, holding a radio transmitter to command the battle.

When Kirill turned his eyes to the final enemy, he found that the commander of the last Tiger King opposite was also looking at him.

The two commanders, both of whom had excellent eyesight, looked at each other from a distance of only more than 100 meters, with half of their upper bodies sticking out of the turret. Although they could not see each other's specific faces, they could also see a rough outline. They only maintained a brief gaze of less than two seconds, and soon transitioned to the final moment.

Kirill was eager to avenge his comrades who died in the battle. At this point, Kirill, who was the only one left, had no fear in his heart. As long as he could go back alive today, he must kill this last German before going back. Otherwise, for himself and the entire company, it would mean that there would be no way back and he would die! Even if everyone sacrifices, there are things that must be protected with life.

While the rage of revenge in his heart is rolling and surging under the unusually calm appearance, the gloomy Kalvus also has no intention of retreating.

You can say that he is in a superior position, but he just wants to avenge his comrades who died in battle one after another, and for Kosher and Bolt, who are inseparable from him on weekdays, not to mention that the final enemy is right in front of him.

The battlefield, which has long been covered with steel wreckage, is still burning, spewing flames and black smoke, and in this final battlefield covered with steel wreckage, an ultimate heavy tank showdown that will end only to the death is about to come.