Chapter 2649: Violent Shadow

"Front! Enemy tanks, right in front of the street! Twelve o'clock!"

"Load armor-piercing shells! Hurry, get ready to shoot!"

"It's too late! That Suka thing is aiming at us, get ready to attack!"

The voice that was limited to the radio channel within the crew did not reach the public channel for inter-vehicle communication. Neither the No. 177 car of Iushkin's acting commander, nor the temporary command vehicle that Malashenko borrowed from Kurbarov, could hear the last words before the artillery fire.

The only thing that could be heard was the terrifying roar of the flames and the whistling of the wind that followed.

Boom——

Swoosh——

Boom——

It was hard to tell which of the two explosions that were almost connected was the sound of firing and which was the sound of the bullet exploding. I only saw that the huge and bright fireball had instantly bloomed on the street in front of me.

"Fuck! What the hell!"

Shocked by the huge explosion, Malashenko felt that the seat under his buttocks was shaking. He had no idea what happened and what kind of attack could cause such a horrifying noise.

Just kidding, this is an IS7 with a combat weight of 70 tons, not a Japanese devil's small bean tank.

Even Malashenko, who was in the position of the commander, could feel the seat under his buttocks shaking. He didn't know how big the explosion was to make the IS7 shake like a baby's crib.

After being startled, Malashenko immediately calmed down and grabbed the commander's periscope in front of him. Without saying a word, he looked in the direction of the explosion.

It doesn't matter if you don't look, but when you look at it, Comrade Ma almost dislocated his jaw.

I saw an IS6 heavy tank that arrived at the battlefield first to provide support and was now driving at the forefront of the counterattack team. In the strong explosion just now, it was completely blown to pieces, its armor was torn apart, and it became a pile of burning steel fragments with its head missing.

The force of the explosion was so strong and thorough that the head of the IS6 heavy tank was blown to an unimaginable place by the ammunition explosion: a two-story building on the street that had been captured and the battle had just ended.

The strong kinetic energy of the rush directly broke through the wall of the civilian house built by the Germans, which was not very strong or thick, and smashed a huge gap in the entire outer wall of the building. The IS6 head, which was smoked as black as the bottom of a pot by the flames and flames generated instantly by the explosion, was now hanging upside down on the gap of the second-floor balcony, looking like some kind of object hanging on the shelf of a street shop for sale.

The infantry soldiers who had just taken down the building and cleaned up the Nazi remnants were cleaning their weapons, changing their ammunition, drinking water, and taking a short break. They hadn't even sat down yet when the IS6 turret, which seemed like a "sudden disaster", smashed directly into the second floor. They were so scared that they trembled all over, and even thought they were hit by enemy artillery.

When they came to their senses, they found that it was actually the head of their own heavy tank that was blown up to the second floor by the explosion of ammunition.

A brave soldier who was so horrified that he couldn't be more horrified even walked up to it, looked up and down at the huge tank turret that was mostly blackened with shock, and finally confirmed that it was their own IS6 heavy tank.

Holding the AK in his hand, he carefully turned his head and looked downstairs, and saw at a glance that the pile of twisted and deformed metal garbage was burning in the flames and black smoke. The entire chassis had been completely blown to pieces, losing its outline. The streets around it were littered with parts and fragments removed from the IS6.

There were many infantry soldiers who were affected by the strong explosion of the ammunition and died before they could dodge.

A rough calculation showed that there were at least a squad of soldiers lying in a mess on the street.

Most of them lay motionless in a pool of blood, and some could not even maintain their basic human form. They were either blown away with their limbs and mutilated, or cut into two pieces by large high-speed fragments that swept across from the explosion center at a very close distance.

Those soldiers who survived with a little breath were lucky to be rescued. After the explosion, the comrades who rushed to save people at the first time regardless of the danger in front of them were brave enough to drag away the seriously injured comrades and rescue them at all costs in the oncoming rain of German bullets.

An IS6 heavy tank was destroyed and a squad of infantrymen were killed. Judging from the damage they suffered instantly, this loss is not small.

Fortunately, the leader division is well-trained and experienced, and can handle any emergency situation with ease. This sudden loss is just an ordinary episode that may happen at any time. To be honest, it is really not surprising.

The IS7 heavy tanks and the new infantry that came to fill the position quickly took their positions, followed by a BMP43 infantry fighting vehicle that quickly transported supplementary infantry.

The 25mm machine gun barrage, along with the roar of the 5mm KPV machine gun, formed a fire net and poured out, rushing straight towards the direction of the enemy's firepower across the street and counterattacking.

It was not until this time that the real murderer, who was revealed from behind the gradually settled ash smoke across the street, officially revealed his true identity.

"Fuck! It's actually an assault tiger, damn!"

At least a long time ago, at least as early as the Battle of Warsaw, Malashenko had always had a shadow in his heart that was not big or small, but always lingering.

Malashenko had encountered all the tracked armored combat vehicles of the Germans.

From the PUMA reconnaissance vehicle and the 251 half-track vehicle with a 75mm gun, which were absolutely scarce, to the 128-gun Jagdtiger anti-tank destroyer, whose total production in the existing history was just over three digits, and even if there were more in this timeline, there would not be too many.

All kinds of miscellaneous German armored vehicles have been encountered by the leader division, and all of them were killed without exception. It even created a "glorious record" of capturing the rare item No. 4 "Grizzly" assault gun as a whole unit and handing it over to Vatutin as a gift.

But there was only one object that Malashenko thought he would encounter and fight with in Warsaw, but the leader division did not encounter it until it reached the city of Berlin.

Malashenko, who was suspicious, thought that he was "unlucky" and could not collect the complete illustrated collection of all the tracked armored vehicles that could defeat the Germans.

But the reality gave Malashenko a "super-large surprise".

Malashenko thought that he would never see this thing again when the red flag was hoisted on the top of the Capitol. This extremely rare technical weapon that should have been consumed in high-intensity field battles and should not have been saved for the final decisive battle was now clearly placed in front of Malashenko, and it killed the IS6, which ranked second in combat power among all the tanks of the leader division, with just one shot, announcing its strong debut.

Standing and sitting, the thing is exactly the "assault tiger" precious thing that was modified from the prototype chassis of the Tiger tank No. 6 and carried a 380mm large tube.