Chapter 384: Ice and Snow Furnace (Part 2)

If the sensitivity of the warhead fuze is the only reason, we can't put all the blame on the production workers. After all, the ordinary Soviet workers who worked day and night on the production line have done everything they can. Even the daily necessities such as eating and sleeping are hastily completed by the machine tool.

So if Malashenko himself were to evaluate, it would be more appropriate to put the blame on the Germans. After all, if there was no war, there would be so many boring things.

"There are many targets, fire at will, Iushkin! Pick the one you think is the most likely and the most threatening. If necessary, I will point out the target for you!"

"No problem, comrade tank commander!"

In view of the fact that there were too many German tank clusters that opened up a narrow front, Malashenko, who was commanding the gunner Iushkin to shoot by name as a tank commander at the beginning, simply gave up shouting.

If he really had to shout and call out the names of so many German tanks one by one, he would probably have become hoarse. In comparison, it would be a good choice to let the gunner Iushkin use his subjective initiative to perform on his own.

"Good armor-piercing shells!"

"It's you, Nazuri!"

Boom--

The second armor-piercing shell, which was about 700 meters away, was accurately fired at the Germans again with Iushkin's foot movements. The German armored group, which had predicted that the enemy would conduct blocking shooting, began to change its marching strategy and adopted an irregular and unpredictable movement method since the first tank was destroyed.

But even so, the Soviet army, which was not fighting alone, was still not afraid at all. The other dozens of KVs tightly surrounding Malashenko's car also began to block the Germans at the same time. Amid the roar of the artillery, the flames flew across the armor-piercing shells and hit the Germans in the face like raindrops.

Not to mention that the 85mm tank gun that can kill any German tank in seconds can kill any German tank. Even the 76mm main gun equipped on the most common mass-produced KV1 can now slaughter the German armored clusters.

The armor of the Type 3 and Type 4 tanks, which were the absolute main force pioneers of the blitzkrieg against Europe, is now outdated. Strictly speaking, this kind of armor that can't withstand the main tank guns of the Soviet army can even be called a burden.

A very simple truth is here. Since even the thickest frontal armor defense can't withstand the attack of the Soviet tank guns within the conventional combat distance, what's the use of this cumbersome armor weighing 20 to 30 tons? Anyway, it can't be stopped, so it's better to abandon this cumbersome armor in exchange for extremely high mobility. A certain type of US tank destroyer far across the ocean gave a voice of approval at this time.

Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who had the same idea, was full of complaints at the moment. He once led his troops to conquer the French in only seven weeks, and he really couldn't figure it out.

How did these seemingly barbaric and extremely backward Russians grasp the development trend of tanks so accurately? It would be fine if they used the tilted equivalent defense armor, but why were the guns so powerful?

Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who couldn't hold back his breath, looked at the terrible and almost one-sided battle in front of him. He was angry at the tank designers in the motherland in the rear. Why couldn't they make a heavy tank like the Russians with strong armor and powerful guns? This shabby No. 3 J1, which was named a new tank but actually only had a longer gun barrel, was still the same garbage.

"Heinrich, how are the casualties on your side? Report the situation!"

Walter, who was extremely anxious, didn't wait too long. A noisy radio wave sounded quickly in Walter's headset.

"The situation is not good. We have lost eight tanks! The terrain on the Russian side is relatively high. Any of our actions are completely exposed to their field of vision! This is not a solution. Walter, you'd better bring fire support to attract some of the Russian firepower!"

Knowing that once the weak tank guns on their side are far enough away, even the chassis side armor of the KV1 will be difficult to penetrate. God knows why those genius tank designers of the Russians even arranged a strong armor defense with a physical thickness of 75 mm on the side of the KV1.

The original plan to order the car to stop and fire after approaching to a safe distance of 500 meters seems to be no longer feasible. If it really waits until then, it is estimated that the other armored battalion led by Major Heinrich will be either half-crippled or completely wiped out. Lieutenant Colonel Walter, who has no other choice, weighed the pros and cons of a brief consideration and then issued the same firm order as always.

"Everyone stop the car, cover Heinrich's armored battalion! Load 40 armor-piercing shells, aim at the sides of the Russian tanks and fire immediately!"

As the saying goes, "aggression is like fire, but it is immovable like a mountain".

As the main force of the absolute blitzkrieg in the ground battlefield of conquering Europe, the German armored soldiers have always strictly followed orders and have deeply engraved the duty of obeying orders in their bones. After hearing the order from the headphones, these German armored soldiers under Lieutenant Colonel Walter stopped the car without thinking, and immediately prepared to fire with the tacit cooperation of the crew members that was no less than that of the Malashenko Guards Tank Regiment.

Focusing on the flank battlefield, Ivushkin, who was already excited about killing, once again exclaimed in excitement after a successful attack.

"The fourth one, it's already the fourth one! Hahaha! The tanks of these fascists are as fragile as their will. Comrade Tank Commander, you have to take a notebook to help us remember"

Ding-bang--

Swish--

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly interrupted by an unexpected huge metal collision sound. The buzzing echo in his ears seemed to blur his vision. Iushkin, who had experienced this bad feeling for the first time in just one hour, cursed immediately.

"Damn fascists! Continue with the fifth one!"

"Don't go for the fifth one, Iushkin! The impact point is on the right side of the turret. This is an armor-piercing shell fired by another German tank group in front!"

Before Malashenko finished his reminder, Lavrinenko, who was responsible for leading the team to fight against the main group led by Lieutenant Colonel Walter, suddenly spoke.

"Seven hundred meters away! Malashenko, the main tank unit of the Germans has stopped! They want to set up a battle with us at this distance, what are you going to do!?"