Chapter 2652: The Remaining Power of Violence (Part 1)

"Gan! Is this thing so powerful? Just hit it right through? It's so heartbreaking to see it through???"

Malashenko could predict that the discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile would have a very good effect against targets like the Assault Tiger, as long as it could hit it. After all, this thing was an ammunition designed to defeat heavy armored units.

But Malashenko did not expect that the result would be like this.

The armor-piercing shells fired violently from the main armor belt on the front of the Assault Tiger combat room not only penetrated the front armor, but also used the overwhelming residual kinetic energy to create a secondary penetration effect, penetrating the back armor of the Assault Tiger combat room and deforming it. The projectile penetrated from the back of the Assault Tiger's head, carrying a large number of armor fragments and impacting at high speed.

A storm of blood mist was set off in the infantry formation directly behind the assault tiger, and screams and screams were heard one after another. It was worse than the slaughter of pigs in a slaughterhouse. What happened not long ago was indeed witnessed by Malashenko. In my eyes, I was even more horrified in my heart.

"What the fuck! I'm worried that this thing isn't effective enough. It's too damn powerful!"

In fact, Malashenko made a mistake caused by inertial thinking: using the impact effect of the previous 122 heirloom when firing armor-piercing shelling shells to predict and evaluate the penetrating effect of the IS7 130 gun. This itself is very inaccurate and inappropriate.

What kind of gun is your 122 gun?

The Army field field plus howitzer, whether it is towed by a truck or mounted on a tracked chassis, no matter how much you jump around, you can't get out of the pit of Army artillery.

What kind of gun is the 130 gun?

The design and mounting platform of the Red Navy destroyer gun from the very beginning is infinitely better than your Army 122 gun. Whether it is the chamber volume or ballistic performance, it is a qualitative improvement compared to your Army 122 gun at the same level. Don't think that it doesn't matter if the caliber difference is just 8 mm. The IS7 main gun, which was born as a naval gun, has a background and family background.

The large naval gun-sized medicine chamber gives the IS7's main gun an extremely terrifying amount of propellant. Even firing a 130mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing projectile is enough to push the muzzle velocity past the kilometer per second mark, and it's quite impressive. The muzzle velocity of Laona long 88 fishing rod reaches the same level.

There is no other reason than that the more medicine you use, the more powerful it is. As long as I fire a large amount of medicine, I can still achieve the effect that your German fishing rod can only produce with the main gun. The reason is so simple and crude.

And what will happen when this "surreal" and outrageous amount of propellant according to Army specifications is used to launch sabot-piercing projectiles with warheads that are much lighter than conventional full-caliber armor-piercing projectiles? Such a result is completely conceivable, and the obvious scene in front of us is the final result.

Malashenko was horrified that his "new artillery shells" were so powerful. At the same time, looking at the Germans on the opposite side, it was a scene so miserable that it was indescribable.

The Assault Tiger, which was given high hopes, was hit by two shots from the Russian monster tank on the opposite side, giving it a chill. It stopped reversing completely until the armor was penetrated. There was no movement at all, and the car was still missing. The surviving crew members abandoned the vehicle and escaped.

Even if the facts are not finally revealed at this point, they are already very clear.

The group of German armored soldiers in the car were probably facing a near-miss, a narrow escape from death. Even if there were some who were not completely dead and could still take a breath, they would most likely be missing arms and legs and bleeding profusely.

It doesn't even take the Russians to blow up the car with supplemental artillery. It won't be long before the survivors who may still be inside the assault tiger will die of excessive blood loss in their own tailor-made steel coffin board, together with him. The brothers are together.

Behind the Assault Tiger, the wounded German soldiers were swept away like fallen leaves by the autumn wind. Some of them, with the support of their comrades, did not even bother to pick up their broken arms and hands. It would be a great blessing to save this dog's life. Well, quickly cover the bleeding wound and then remove it.

As for the internal organs that flowed out from the open wounds in the abdomen, all of them were scattered on the floor. There were also some whose legs were directly smashed along the thighs by the deformed warheads that hit at high speed. There were even some He was beaten in half at the waist and his intestines were dragged on the ground, but his vitality was still so tenacious that he was crawling and wailing on the ground like a half-zombie.

There is no need for rescue in this category, and no one even cares about the seriously wounded German soldiers who are already destined to die in this state.

Don't worry about the cold-blooded brother. If you don't tell me, I can't save my life even if I try to take care of you. On the contrary, there is a high probability that my life, which could have been saved, will also be taken away. A living person can't trap himself for a dying person, right? This is the principle of dead Taoist friends but not dead poor Taoists. Who cares how miserable you are, it is just the last incompetent howl that comes back to the light.

"The target is solved, keep moving forward! Don't give the enemy a chance to breathe! Keep the formation and press upward, and defeat these nazis!"

Taking advantage of your illness and killing you, Malashenko will not talk nonsense about chivalry to the Germans. Wait until the Germans on the opposite street who were stunned by the two "bang bang" shots came to their senses and crawled from the ground. After you get up, let's have some serious showdown.

My goal is to kill you. There is no essential difference between killing you while you are weak and killing you with one move.

When it comes to defeating the Nazis, Malashenko pays more attention to the results most of the time.

As for the process, as long as you don't do anything that makes people frown, the most important thing is to achieve a satisfactory result. This is one of the styles that Malashenko learned from Zhukov.

The narrow streets can't deploy many troops. There are only half a company of infantry and the Sturmtiger on the front line of the entire street. After the German army, which was already under pressure and retreating step by step, was hit by this, it was even worse.

Now, let alone counterattack, how to save your life in front of those roaring Russian steel monsters is a problem.

Whoosh——

Boom boom——

Boom boom——

The whistling sounds of artillery shells and large-caliber bullets are continuous, like a strong wind, and the explosions one after another exploded next to and around every surviving German soldier on the street. Even those who had no problem with their ears were almost deafened.

Anyone who stayed in such an environment would have their front lines collapsed and would be unable to fight at all. In other words, the German infantry, which had lost its core combat unit, had not yet scattered and fled in a swarm, which was considered to be of good quality and the elite of 1945.

"Disperse! Disperse quickly! Go into the house, quickly!"