Chapter 2790 Calling for the Power of Destruction

"Attention, all crews. This battle is to rush into the front line of the war zone and provide close-range direct fire support for friendly forces. Intelligence shows that there are a large number of enemy anti-tank firepower deployments in the combat area. Friendly forces will try their best to cover us and open up offensive routes, but there is still a high risk!"

"Remember our usual training content! If your car is unfortunately hit by a bullet and catches fire, even if there is only one person left in the crew, you must do what you should do! Our shells must not harm our comrades. Did you hear it clearly?"

"Understood!"

"Second Company received!"

"131 car confirmed."

Put down the radio transmitter in his hand to end the call and hang it next to the bracket of the radio station.

The commander, whose whole body was shaking with the ups and downs of the tank, subconsciously glanced at the family photo posted on the wall in front of him. His wife, who was also a Red Army soldier and had died before him, was holding her daughter who died earlier in the Nazi bombing. She smiled warmly at him in the black and white freeze-frame photo.

The unshaven and unkempt commander in his thirties didn't know how far he could go, but his will to avenge his family and his country would never die and would always burn.

"Bless me, dear, bless me to destroy more Nazis and avenge you"

The interior of the huge and heavily armored TOS-1\A is very different from the IS2 and IS6 heavy tanks that use the same chassis.

Because there is no need to load ammunition from the inside of the vehicle, the reserve ammunition racks can be emptied, and the interior of the TOS-1\A rocket assault tank, which frees up a lot of space in the vehicle, is quite spacious. Its operating environment and human-machine efficiency are simply a Soviet paradise compared to IS2 and IS6.

For this reason, considering the coordination and cooperation between the three crew members, the distribution pattern of the crew members of TOS-1\A is different from any previous Red Army tanks.

The driver is still at the front of the chassis, and the single-seat has not changed. This is also the result of retaining the original driving operation system, and trying not to make too many design changes to reduce the difficulty of production, shorten the construction time, and facilitate the choice of increasing production as soon as possible during wartime.

In terms of the specific level of front-line troops, this is also beneficial.

As long as the driver can drive IS2 and IS6, he can directly drive TOS-1 to fight without any additional training, which greatly simplifies the personnel running-in process from the entry of new equipment to the formation of actual combat effectiveness.

And the remaining two crew members-the commander and the gunner.

They sit side by side horizontally and at intervals, one on each side, together with the driver sitting alone in front, forming a "pin"-shaped three-member crew layout from a bird's-eye view, one in front and two in the back.

The gunner and the commander can see each other by slightly turning their heads, and their communication and cooperation efficiency is greatly improved.

The design that does not require in-vehicle loading saves the fourth loader seat.

In short, the TOS-1, which was born under the joint cooperation and joint design and development of Malashenko and Kokin, is definitely a weapon with a Soviet tank design style and bold innovation.

And these seemingly "bold and innovative" designs are actually the final results of long-term practice and continuous improvement, so they will not be as sloppy as the "bold innovations" of the Germans.

It's just that this practical improvement process did not happen now, but in the future in another timeline. It is Malashenko's memory of another world that brings a military wealth that is more valuable than any treasure in the world.

The huge TOS-1\A rocket assault tank ran over the German helmets that were blown and deformed, and crossed the wide craters blown by the 152 grenade. Relying on the strong passability brought by the heavy tank chassis, it slowly drove into the ruined and devastated building area. The scene visible to the naked eye within the range of vision was a broken ruin.

"Car No. 131, can you hear me? I am the commander of the "Volga River" detachment, requesting support! Repeat, requesting support as soon as possible! Where are you now?"

Using the major rivers of the motherland as the radio call signs of the siege detachment was the decision of the division commander Comrade Malashenko, and the commander with the call sign "Volga River" was the main siege detachment with the highest intensity of combat and the longest advance distance.

The noisy sound of the exchange of fire and the rapid shouting on the other end of the radio sounded quite bad. Even across the radio waves and physical distance, the commander of the No. 131 TOS-1A car, who could still feel the tension, immediately picked up the transmitter and replied.

"131 received, Comrade Volga, I heard it clearly. I am leading the support platoon to your location and will arrive in two minutes. What can I do for you?"

"We, I"

Zizi-zizi-zi

The radio sound was intermittent, and it sounded like the equipment was malfunctioning or being interfered with. The commander of the car No. 131, who was holding the radio station with one hand to start debugging and the other hand still holding the transmitter tightly, was still asking questions.

"I can't hear it clearly, Volga, please repeat! Please repeat!!!"

Perhaps the debugging worked, or perhaps the short-term radio interference was restored. In short, the clear but noisy reply came again not long after.

"We are under heavy enemy fire suppression. The Nazis have deployed machine guns and mortars with reinforced bunkers on the commanding heights of the buildings! Tank gun direct bombardment is difficult to work, and the enemy firepower points are still surviving. It's up to you to clear the obstacles."

Berlin, which was painstakingly managed by the Nazis, has long been like an iron barrel in the key defense areas of the city. This building area at the end of the square is a typical example.

The dual-purpose machine guns deployed on the commanding heights of the administrative buildings have enough depression angles to block the blocks, and they madly sweep downwards to exert violent fire suppression. The mortar positions also placed on the commanding heights and on the top of the building have excellent firing range, and without direct aiming, they can send shells from the top angle to the top of the foreheads of the Red Army siege teams just by relying on the tip-offs of friendly forces.

The high-altitude range of these light and small-caliber mortars allows them to be powerful and bring any Red Army siege team that enters the building area into the range without being exposed, coupled with the rapid fire projection and explosive power brought by the light bullets and high firing rate.

Saying that this is a beheading hammer hanging over the head of the Red Army siege team, every hammer will kill the Red Army soldiers who get off the car and walk on the spot, is the most appropriate description of its disgusting degree.

If you want to launch an attack, at least you have to get rid of the machine guns blocking the street.

But the permanent firepower point reinforced with armored steel and concrete, I don’t know how rich the materials are, the hardness is comparable to the German bunkers on the Normandy beach, or even better.

The IS7, which is responsible for the direct fire support mission, repeatedly bombarded with 130mm full-caliber naval semi-armor-piercing shells and high-explosive grenades, but it was not effective.

The shells exploded outside without damaging the inner layer, which shows how solid the defense is.

This abnormal defense that can't be broken or flattened by hammers made the commander of the "Volga River" who was in charge of commanding the core area of ​​the attack so angry that his scalp numbed, but he was anxious and helpless, and he was like a rat pulling a turtle - he had no idea where to start.

Fortunately, the division commander, who had anticipated this, sent them the aviation-level heavy firepower support they needed most: TOS-1A rocket assault tanks.

A 310mm x 16-round bombing barrage, a fierce battle against steel plates and concrete is about to begin.