Chapter 2333 Revenge for Kirill!

Chapter 2333 Revenge for Kirill!

Steel is raging, and cannons are roaring.

The heavy and huge projectile hit the armor plate on the front of the No. 4 tank like a heavy hammer. Even the Tiger King's frontal defense dared not take this 130mm giant projectile, so how could the weak No. 4 tank withstand it?

The powerful explosion not only instantly blew open the front of the No. 4 tank and tore a huge hole, but also the weld from the front to the bottom was completely torn apart under the strong chemical energy impact. The violent and surging flames poured down like a flood that broke through the dam and poured directly into the car.

The explosion that hit the face destroyed everything. The final fate of this poor No. 4 tank was that it was blown up to the point that even the basic tank shape could not be seen. The surrounding area within a radius of white rice or even a hundred meters away was full of tank fragments that were blown away and scattered.

The engine wreckage thrown out of the power compartment by the strong explosion and the black pot-bottom turret wreckage that flew far away were even hundreds of meters apart.

It is common to see heads moving and bodies being separated, but it is rare to see them flying so far, which is enough to show how powerful the chemical energy converted in the moment of the explosion is.

"The target is solved, load the shells!"

"Load the armor-piercing shells, next one! Tiger King at two o'clock, ready!"

The huge and heavy body shape hides a lightning-fast loading that is completely inconsistent with the appearance. The entire loading process driven by the semi-automatic loader has a strange mechanical punk beauty that is hard to describe. It seems that just watching the "clicking" mechanical loading process of the loader is enough to make any normal man obsessed and intoxicated like seeing a beauty.

Bang--

The huge 130mm projectile was sent to the lower ammunition conveyor belt along the upper ammunition rack conveyor belt, ready, and the propellant cartridges on the middle ammunition rack were also quickly driven by the conveyor belt, and then the projectile was sent to the lower ammunition conveyor belt.

The projectile and the propellant cartridge were connected in series, and were sent to the rear end of the breech block on the movable loading slide rail, ready. There was only one last step left to serve this 130mm Red Navy naval gun.

"Ready, go!"

"Ah!!!"

Holding one end of the T-shaped push rod tightly with both hands against the primer of the propellant cartridge, using all their strength, the main and deputy loaders worked together to complete the last loading process in an instant. The propellant cartridge was sent into the barrel with the projectile with a "clatter", and the "bang" sound of the breech block closing had not yet faded, and a loud shout from Artyom's mouth sounded immediately.

"Good armor-piercing shells!"

"Revenge for Kirill! Fire!"

Boom--

Every violent roar of the is7 heavy tank is an invitation from hell. No German tank can survive under the majesty of its muzzle. The final fate has been doomed since Iushkin pulled the trigger of the main gun.

The distance of only two hundred meters is almost the face-to-face level of heavy tanks fighting against heavy tanks.

The 130mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing shell with a muzzle velocity of over a thousand meters per second roared out of the recoil device with flames. Under Iushkin's precise aiming, it accurately hit the face of the Tiger King, which was also aiming at the target but had not yet fired.

What the 122 heirloom can hardly do, the Red Navy 130 naval gun can easily do.

The 130 shell, whose armor-piercing potential energy is an order of magnitude higher than that of the 122 heirloom, tore open the frontal protective armor of the Tiger King's turret without any suspense. The 180mm thick, slightly angled protective armor was like paper in front of such an attack, almost the same as A4 paper, just like a hammer smashing through a plywood wall without any effort.

Boom——

Another strong shock explosion.

The extremely high charge of the 130mm Red Army Navy naval gun ensured a super-sufficient damage effect. Even if the upgraded version of the German Long 88 semi-automatic loader removed the annoying ammunition rack at the rear end of the turret, the huge power of the 130 naval gun was still enough to detonate the remaining unfired ready-to-fire bullets in its loader.

Let this "wind helps the fire, and the fire uses the power of the wind" explosion completely destroy this 70-ton German steel precious object, tearing it into hot metal fragments and industrial waste.

There is no chance of survival. Being hit means being penetrated, and being penetrated means the whole car explodes.

There is no reason to talk to this extremely ferocious Russian newest steel behemoth. The deep feeling of powerlessness is like countless withered ghost hands crawling out of the abyss, tightly entwining the German armored soldiers and crawling all over their bodies. In this bone-chilling cold, they are trapped in a desperate nightmare, like falling into hell.

"We can't deal with that monster at all! All the shells will be bounced away by it like being sucked away by a magnet!"

"Keep fighting, for Germany! For the 502nd Battalion!"

"Fight these Russians! Hit his gun base!"

According to their own logical experience, the German armored soldiers tried to find the weakness of this unprecedented Russian steel behemoth from any possible point, and even used the "hit the gun base" method at 134, but all this was still destined to be in vain.

Ding bang --

Crack --

Whoosh --

The is7 turret, which is firmly protected by the heavy mantlet, does not have the so-called "gun root weakness" at all. The "weakness attack" method that is applicable to the usual Red Army medium tanks, even the is2 and is6 heavy tanks, does not exist on the is7. It has no effect at all and is completely ineffective.

The armor-piercing projectiles roaring at high speed were directly bounced away again, just like what a German armored soldier shouted on the radio, as if they were being sucked away by a big magnet, making people feel hopeless and helpless.

The is7, which had a deep ballistic mark cut out on the gun mantlet, seemed to be unscathed. The huge but not clumsy inverted pot lid-shaped turret rotated rapidly at a speed completely disproportionate to its size. The muzzle was fired repeatedly. The huge muzzle brake, blackened by the flames, was aimed at the target again.

"This shot brings back honor for the leader! Go to hell, Fasis!"

boom--

The thunderous sound of artillery fire roared again, and the impact of this shot was even more exaggerated and terrifying!

The unlucky King Tiger, which had no time to adjust its parking position and only focused on firing first, unintentionally put itself in an extremely embarrassing situation: the enemy was high and we were low.

The front of the car slopes downward, and the King Tiger, which is located on the edge of a crater, is not only located in a relatively low-lying area, but also offsets a considerable part of the upward inclination of the car body.

The command-type 1s7 No. 177, which is located at a relatively high position, can hit the target with one strike and is deadly accurate.

The powerful and heavy armor-piercing projectile actually broke through the almost "invincible" upper armor of the Tiger King. With the last burst of impact kinetic energy, it left a hole on the thick upper armor plate. The entire arm was completely inserted into the huge hole and then forced into the car.

An explosion big enough to lift a 20-ton head into the sky followed.