Chapter 2393 Blast Back to the Womb

"Eat next to the smoking corpse of a German under the artillery fire, and then sit on the tank to continue to fuck the fucking German. I say, Malashenko, is there anything more exciting than this? Fuck the fascists in Suka! I love this feeling!"

The answer is that there is indeed nothing more exciting than this, and Lavrinenko is right.

"Why did the Russian artillery fire all blow up? Almost none of them fell on our positions. Are their artillery blind?"

"Blind ass! That's a minefield, the Russian artillery bombed the minefield! Our minefield is all gone, you idiot!"

"Oh my God, the Russian tanks are coming! Everyone prepare for battle! Prepare for battle!!!"

The relief that the artillery fire didn't blow up the top of the head did not last long. When the familiar nightmare figures crossed the earth slope and roared into the field of vision, the most terrible nightmare of the garrisoned German troops officially kicked off.

"Charge! Heavy tanks charge forward to clear the way! Self-propelled artillery follow up and prepare for direct fire, fire cover!"

Taking advantage of the brief opportunity to rest and eat on the hillside, Malashenko waited for the reinforcements he called for through the radio: those ISU-152A self-propelled artillery that are taller and more powerful than the IS6 heavy tank.

These steel behemoths transformed from the IS6 heavy tank chassis are absolutely powerful weapons for attacking. The powerful 152mm howitzer is enough to destroy any enemy field fortifications, defensive strongholds, or German tanks running around or even armored targets that appear within its field of vision. The equality of all beings under the 152 God is not a random boast.

It uses the upper armor of the IS6 heavy tank chassis to modify the inclination angle and extend upward until it completely covers the solid inclined main armor belt on the front of the entire fighting room. It is not only enough to withstand the direct fire of any known German tank guns, including the Chang 88, but even the 128 gun of the Jagdtiger is helpless and helpless.

After all, that is the main armor defense belt of the IS6's upper front armor with a slightly modified inclination angle and unchanged physical thickness. If you want to use traditional full-caliber armor-piercing bullets to penetrate this level of defense, it is recommended to save your energy. You can have anything in your dreams.

Not to mention that the German 128 can't penetrate it, according to the result of equivalent protection conversion calculation, even the 130 naval gun of the IS7 can't penetrate this level of protective armor. In the era of World War II, this is an absolutely invincible wall of sighs.

The IS6 chassis has good off-road passability and sufficient horsepower, so the mobility of the ISU-152A, which has slightly increased in weight, has not been affected too much. Not only can it be compatible with IS6 parts in logistics support, but it can also go hand in hand with IS6 in combat.

The firepower, protection, and mobility all have excellent attributes. The excellent chassis platform of the IS6 gives this red armored beast unprecedented powerful combat power. Except for the fact that it has no turret and no human rights, it is not suitable for close combat and is only suitable for fire support at a certain distance from the enemy, there is almost no other weakness.

This excellent self-propelled artillery was dispatched to the front line, teamed up with IS6 to cooperate in attacking and providing heavy fire support. This is the confidence and confidence that Malashenko vowed to take down the outermost defense line of the peak of the highland in one go. The guy in his hand is powerful enough, and we are strong. It's just such a simple truth.

Of course, it must be said that you, San Dezi, really know how to play when building the defense line. Obviously, you have gone through a deliberate plan and carefully deployed troops.

A distance of one kilometer is just the usual combat range of medium and large caliber anti-tank guns. Beyond this distance, either the accuracy is greatly affected or the penetration is seriously weakened. The minefield between the Red Army's offensive forces and the German defense positions will theoretically seriously delay the impact speed of the Red Army's armored forces, turning those Red Army tanks trapped in the minefield into targets.

Any Red Army unit that rushed to the top of the highland rashly might fall into a trap, face a difficult situation or even fail, but Malashenko or the leader division was different.

The IS6 heavy tanks roared and spewed hot black smoke all the way, and rushed forward at a high speed. The small-scale craters caused by heavy artillery shells and Katyusha rockets could not stop the pace of this off-road god vehicle with wide track plates, huge road wheels and powerful engine horsepower.

The momentum was not reduced at all, and it forced through the shelling craters on the high ground, and then continued to charge towards the German position with the accelerator pressed to the death. And following closely behind these ISP43 infantry fighting vehicles, their body chassis based on medium tanks also have excellent off-road passability, and it is no problem to keep up with the IS6's assault rhythm.

A mighty red iron stream roared towards the Germans' faces with dust flying all the way, and the German soldiers on the position were really stunned and horrified.

"Those craters, those craters can't stop them at all! The Russian tanks run faster than rabbits! Hurry up and fire to stop them!"

"Minefield! Why is the minefield ineffective? Why don't those mines explode?"

"Are you stupid? Do you think the Russians were just firing blanks? Anti-tank guns, hurry up and fire! Quick!"

The German positions suddenly shouted and yelled, especially the anti-tank gun positions, which were in chaos.

You were busy moving shells, I was busy loading, and he was busy turning the handwheel to aim

The German gunner, who was crouching beside the anti-tank gun position, clearly locked onto the target with the telescope in his hand. It was a huge IS6 heavy tank that was speeding all the way. It was really powerless to fire at such a target that was already extremely oppressive just by looking at it from a distance through the telescope, but at this point there was no choice but to fire.

"The target is at 12 o'clock, 800 meters away, a Russian heavy tank! Gunners ready!"

"Okay, aiming!"

"Fire!"

Boom——

Swoosh——

Swoosh——

Two high-speed whistling, oncoming shells were only a little bit away from colliding head-on in the air, and a metaphysical probability event of less than one in a hundred thousand occurred, but in the end it was just a close call.

Ding-bang--

Crack--

Swish--

"The fascist armor-piercing shells are weak! Ha! Eat shit, Nazis!"

The full-caliber armor-piercing shell that came head-on hit the solid upper armor plate and was bounced off on the spot and shot diagonally into the ground.

But the 152mm high-explosive shell that passed by the armor-piercing shell was different.

Boom--

Instantly, flames burst out and shrapnel flew across the sky. The shock wave violently vibrated in the air, raising a large amount of gravel and dust. Before the pain and human consciousness could react, they were already covered by destruction.

When the flames went out and the smoke dispersed, the gravel and dust that were lifted high into the air finally settled, leaving only a wisp of green smoke left at the muzzle of the ISU152A that had just stopped and fired.

"Done, next one! Blast all those fascist guns back to their mothers' wombs!"