Chapter 3118: The Art of Head-Splitting

If the blessing of Amaterasu could work, there would be no need to fight this war. We can just burn incense and pray for blessing. Why bother with a fake Tiger tank?

The Japanese fake Tiger tank had just started to retreat, and before it could retreat far, the 130mm armor-piercing projectile that came whistling had already penetrated the upper part of the front armor of its turret.

The projectile that hit the vertical armor on the front of the turret did not ricochet, but continued to move forward violently with the terrifying impact kinetic energy.

Almost along the turret dome armor scalp, it opened a deep groove in the top of the fake Tiger's head that went straight into the turret.

The armor-piercing projectile that failed to penetrate the vehicle, after completing this damaging effect, whistled past the turret scalp of the fake Tiger and disappeared.

But this does not mean that it failed to cause damage to the Japanese soldiers in the vehicle.

The upper edge of the front armor of the turret was penetrated, and a ditch was opened in the dome armor that went straight into the turret.

All of the above caused a large number of armor fragments to splash down into the car. Not only were there a lot of them, but they were also extremely fast, directly piercing the gunner who was closest to the penetration position into a state of fragments and spikes like a voodoo doll.

"Wow! Ah! Ah! My face, my eyes!!!"

The injury was terrible but not fatal. The gunner covered his face with fragments and blood gushed out. He screamed like he had just run out of a mental hospital.

Unable to bear the severe pain, he reached out and pulled out a piece of armor fragment that was stuck in his flesh. ơɱ

I never thought that it would be better if I didn't pull it out. I pulled it out with all my strength and directly pulled my eyeball out of my eye socket.

This was terrible. The already heartbreaking screams became even more crazy. Not only did it resound in the car, but it also rushed out of the car and echoed over the battlefield.

"Koyama-kun! Calm down, Koyama-kun! Stop touching the wound, I'll help you right away!"

The loader, who was on the other side of the breech block and parallel to the gunner, was immediately shocked and tried to come over to help, but he unexpectedly found that the commander, who he had neglected to see just now, had not made any movement at all, as if he was completely deaf and indifferent to everything in front of him.

He turned his head towards the commander's position with doubts, and a very horrifying scene suddenly appeared in front of him, shocking his eyes.

The upper half of the commander's head had completely disappeared, leaving only the remaining part of the horizontal line on his neck.

Half of his head was cut off by the 130mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectile fired by IS7, and the Japanese commander didn't even have the chance to groan until he died, and died on the spot without feeling any pain.

Even now, the body leaning against the commander's seat continued to twitch as if the electric switch was stepped on.

All kinds of red and white things flowed out of the remaining half of the head, from the neck to the feet, it was so creepy, it looked like a dead thing that had just come back to life.

"He's dead! Captain Tanaka is dead, he was killed!!!"

The young loader, who was a little speechless and confused by the scene in front of him, shouted, almost at a loss.

None of the three people in the turret are normal now. The loader is mentally disordered, the gunner has become a voodoo doll, and the commander has gone to see Amaterasu to report his work.

The two people in the chassis of the vehicle who escaped the disaster were also confused by this scene. At the same time, they turned their heads back to look at the scene in the turret, you look at me, I look at you.

There are no further follow-up orders, no acting commander, and it is obvious that they don’t know what to do next.

"What to do? What to do now?!"

"Abandon the vehicle, yes! You can only abandon the vehicle! The German instructor said that when two or more crew members lose their combat effectiveness, the vehicle must be abandoned!"

Recalling what he had learned from the German instructor not long ago, combined with the current actual situation.

The three people in the turret are either dead, disabled or going crazy. This is not two people losing their combat effectiveness, this is three people who can't be relied on.

What kind of vehicle is this? Abandon the vehicle quickly.

"But our tanks can still be used and can continue to fight! If Captain Tanaka is still alive, this behavior will never be allowed!"

"What should we do? Are you going to operate the main gun? I don't know how to use it, and I haven't received any training. If you say you can, I will help you."

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The driver's words directly asked the electromechanical operator who still had a little obsession speechless.

In the final analysis, these Japanese tank soldiers are technical soldiers and intellectuals in the literal sense. Illiterate soldiers who can't read a single word are almost incapable of being in this technical military force that requires a high level of learning.

Having knowledge and culture means having a certain ability to think for oneself, but the degree varies from person to person.

Even in the Japanese army where militarist fanatics are rampant, this is an objective reality.

It will indeed further lead to these Japanese tank soldiers who at least have some self-thinking ability to be more afraid, timid, and cherish their lives at the critical moment when their lives are in danger than those completely brainwashed fanatics.

The more he thought about it, the more scared the mechanic soon realized that the driver was not exaggerating, but was telling the truth.

When he raised his head again, he was already in a state of panic. Knowing that he had no choice, he could only nod his head reluctantly with fear.

"Then follow me quickly! Let's go! Let's leave here together, quickly!"

"What about Koko Yamaguchi? He, he seems to have gone crazy?"

The loader was still in a bad mental state at this moment, and was shocked by the scene of the commander's tragic death.

He hurriedly crawled to the gunner and hugged him, who was in pain and crazy. He didn't know whether he was helping or doing something else.

In short, it didn't matter what the driver did, it was all just a waste of time.

"Why bother with them? If you don't want to die, follow me!"

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The mechanic, who didn't know what to say, responded with practical actions. He just opened the hatch on his head without saying a word and with a panic on his face, and followed the driver who abandoned the car and fled, and rolled away from this bloody and crazy living coffin.

No longer cared about what would happen next.

"Damn it! Two Japanese devils ran away, I knew that the people in the car were not all dead! I should have fired another shot just now!"

The 130mm main gun that had been reloaded once again destroyed another Japanese copycat Tiger.

The IS7 gunner took advantage of the gap between reloading the main gun and looked through his special gunner's wide-angle periscope. He saw two Japanese soldiers running out of the Tiger tank that had just been paralyzed.

"Get the machine gun! Kill them!"

The commander blurted out an order without any mercy. The gunner, who thought he would give such an additional order, was ready and pulled the trigger on the weapon control handle that had been nestled in his hands.

"Go to hell! Madman!"

Boom boom boom boom——