Chapter 2273: The Belly of the Tiger King (Part 1)

Chapter 2278: The Belly of the Tiger King (Part 1)

"More important situation?"

Malachenko became interested. The first thing he thought of was that this might be some important news encountered on the battlefield that had not been reported yet. Only the grassroots commanders who were on the front line knew it. It was really necessary to listen. Google search reading

"Tell me, I'm listening."

Comrade Division Commander became interested. Victor, who came specially for this matter, of course, spoke immediately and continued.

"That's it, Comrade Division Commander."

"At that time, I commanded the troops to move towards the platform. The powerful TOS-1 assisted us in bombing the dispatching building and eliminating the threat. Everything went smoothly on the road to the platform. Although the Germans were difficult to deal with, they did not cause us much impact until something strange happened."

"Strange thing?"

Malachenko was a little confused, but he became more interested. He did not interrupt but motioned Victor to continue.

"That's a King Tiger, a brand new King Tiger. When I saw it, even its anti-magnetic coating was intact. I guess it was the first time it was put into combat."

"But the strange thing is that the combat performance of this King Tiger is very unusual! Its main gun firing speed is amazing! In the time it took my command vehicle to load a 122mm shell, this King Tiger fired three shots at us in a row, and the fourth gun was already being loaded. I guess if we were a step later, the fourth shell might have been fired at us. Fortunately, we caught up."

"If it weren't for the very reliable armor of the IS6, I'm afraid we would have died, comrade division commander. Such an exaggerated combat firing rate is something I have never seen before, let alone heard of."

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Malachenko, with a speechless expression on his face, twitched his eyelids twice, and it seemed that he thought for a moment that he had heard it wrong.

What a joke?

In the time it took an ace IS6 vehicle to load a shell, the shabby King Tiger on the opposite side fired three shots in a row, even loading and correcting the aiming, and even the fourth gun was already being loaded.

Your Tiger King with fixed loading can fire very fast, but you can't be so fast, so fast and outrageous, it's scary. Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Malashenko immediately asked.

"What about the Tiger King? Did you destroy it? Did it explode or burn? Or was it captured intact?"

The problem is likely to be with the artillery system of this outrageous Tiger King, which can fire at such an outrageous rate of fire.

Malashenko doesn't believe in the bullshit inference that "the German Aryan Superman Project has been successful, and a super loader with so much strength that he can kill a cow with one punch" has been cultivated.

The Germans' pursuit of innovation in war technology is abnormal. In the existing historical World War II timeline, you are the one who put all kinds of war black technology into actual combat the most.

And Malashenko remembered that the Germans in history had indeed explored automatic loading at the end of the war, but they were all lousy works that had not yet left the factory laboratory and could not be used in actual combat. At most, there were one or two prototypes.

Now that the Germans have even developed the first generation of wire-guided anti-tank missiles, are there some corresponding developments in other fields of black technology, and some of them have been put into actual combat?

It has to be said that this is possible, and the possibility is still very high.

As for how to verify

It's simple, just go to the field to investigate, so now Malashenko only hopes that the weird Tiger King has not been blown to pieces or burned into an empty shell, and at least has some research and analysis value, and Victor's next answer really made Malashenko relieved.

"The Tiger King is still there, Comrade Division Commander."

"Our armor-piercing shells coincidentally achieved a semi-penetrating effect. The shells got stuck in the armor plate and exploded. The fragments and explosions caused by the bullets that penetrated the car killed or maimed all the Germans in the car. Some wanted to abandon the car and escape, but were shot dead on the turret by our snipers."

"The Tiger King is still intact and has not caught fire or exploded. It is now parked on the platform on the east side of the waiting hall."

There is no need to talk more about it. Malashenko, who is already impatient, just waved his hand.

"Lead the way, I want to go over and take a look."

"Yes, Comrade Division Commander!"

Soon, following the platform that was completely controlled by the Red Army and walking a short distance to the east, Malashenko, led by Victor, came to the huge body of the Tiger King.

This steel behemoth that was still baring its fangs and claws not long ago is now completely lifeless, lying on the platform like the corpse of a jungle beast king shot dead by a hunter. Only its steel corpse, which is larger than the IS6, is still extremely eye-catching and attracts attention.

Fortunately, the wreckage of the Tiger King is indeed mostly intact as Victor said, which is a perfect result for Malashenko who is eager to find out the situation.

"Go, call Iushkin to me. Oh, by the way, he is the gunner of my command vehicle. My command vehicle is parked where it was just now. You can just go and call him and ask him to roll over here quickly."

"Yes!"

Captain Victor, who was sent by Malashenko to call for help, left. Now only Malashenko was left beside the huge King Tiger carcass. However, our old comrade Ma did not intend to wait for Iushkin to come and taste the fresh food. The precious time could not be wasted by waiting for someone to do nothing.

"Damn it, the damn thing died here, and I still have to move the body of this bastard. It's so unlucky!"

He cursed and complained in his heart, but Malashenko's hands moved quickly.

He climbed onto the King Tiger carcass in a swift manner, and then hurriedly pulled the German armored soldier's body, which was half dangling outside the turret, out of the car, raised his foot and kicked it down, and rolled down directly. After clearing the blockage and being impatient, Malashenko immediately jumped into the car.

"Damn! The damage is more serious than I thought. The whole fighting room is a sieve. There are two fucking dead guys here."

It is rare to see a tank destroyed by a half-penetrated armor-piercing shell. Malashenko also guessed what the scene in the tank was like now, but the scene he saw after entering the car was obviously much more serious than he expected.

Judging from his clothes, the commander's body was slumped in the turret basket, facing down. Malashenko almost stepped on the body when he jumped into the car just now. It seems that the entire upper body has been broken into a sieve by armor fragments and projectile fragments. If you step on it, it would probably feel like kicking into minced meat.

Fortunately, he didn't step on it, otherwise he would have to clean his shoes again.

The scene at the gunner's position on the other side was even more terrifying. A corpse with most of its head from the chin up missing and no trace left was sitting there straight.

Looking at this posture, it even maintains the fighting posture before death, and the only half of the head left, the part from the chin to the neck, has been smoked black by the fierce fire, and it is almost overcooked. The lower lip was completely torn off by the impact of the fierce fire, so that the entire row of teeth on the lower jaw were exposed, which looked extremely hideous and terrifying. Even a battlefield veteran like Malashenko couldn't help but silently complain "Fuck!".

I have seen people die miserably, but it is the first time I have seen such a miserable death, which is so miserable.

Holding the Tokarev TT33 pistol that has been with me for many years, I lowered my head and looked at the front of the car body. I found that there was a body with a crooked head lying on the two seats at the front of the car body.

What surprised Malashenko was that one of the corpses was still holding a Walther pistol in his hand, and his right hand, which was holding the gun, was drooping with his head, and he had long lost his life.

What happened? Does that mean someone in this car committed suicide out of despair? Did they feel desperate after seeing their comrades being blocked and shot to death by the Russians even when they abandoned the car to escape?

Whatever, that's how it was, the result was like this, but the process was no longer important.

After roughly scanning the situation inside the car and confirming that there were no surviving Germans who would pose a threat to him, and there were no obvious fires or smoke points that might turn the Tiger King's body into a big oven, Malashenko began to evaluate and inspect the equipment and machines in front of and around him, which had been damaged by the explosion of half-penetrated shells and the impact of steel fragments.

The first thing to bear the brunt of it was naturally this appearance feature that was different from the Tiger King Long 88 that was often seen in the past. It was obviously a breech firing mechanism that had undergone some kind of specialized modification. The large piece of machinery with unknown function rigidly connected to the rear and lower part of the breech and parallel to the gun body in a horizontal line first attracted Malashenko's attention.