Chapter 623 Bow and Eagle
The Junkers-88 flying behind the same team was unlucky and was shot down on the spot by the wreckage of its companion. The Junkers-88 on the right, which was relatively far away, was also unlucky.
Including the wreckage of the fuselage and the fragments of the bomb, the Junkers-88 on the right was pierced by more than 40 fragments in the blink of an eye and became a smoking sieve on the spot.
The fragile fuselage skin could not stop these palm-sized fragments with a speed of up to 1,000 meters per second. The dense wounds that spread horizontally from the nose to the tail can drive people with intensive phobia crazy.
Although the crew members were barely able to leave a whole body, it was limited to this. The left engine was directly swept into a hornet's nest by shrapnel, bursting with dazzling flames and black smoke from fuel. After only a few seconds of horizontal flight posture in the unmanned state, it followed its companions and then plunged to the ground.
The probability of an anti-aircraft shell that can be directly hit by a timed fuse is comparable to winning a five-million lottery in later generations.
The German bomber group of the strange enemy lost three bombers in a breath, but the remaining nine Junkers 88s, including the seriously injured pilot plane, continued to fly straight over without hesitation.
The opened belly bomb bay door dropped one ton of heavy aerial bombs like a hen laying eggs. Malashenko, who could hear the whistling of aerial bombs through the turret hatch above his head, closed his eyes. The fate that would come in the next few seconds was not something that Malashenko could decide or change.
Boom--
The explosion caused by dozens of one-ton aerial bombs landing in a few seconds was so earth-shaking that Malashenko could feel the earth cracking and almost the end of the world without knowing whether he was dead or alive.
The phrase "shaking the earth" is generally used to describe the end of the world or the creation of the world by Pangu, but Malashenko, who has not seen the above two scenes, can directly say that the hell he is in at the moment is "shaking the earth".
Almost half of the bombs fell on the tank cluster. The Soviet tank soldiers who had tried their best to spread out their formation to avoid the German bombing still suffered unbearable heavy losses.
The most unlucky dozen tanks were directly reduced to parts within a few meters of the center of the explosion. The British infantry tanks, which were slower than an old cow pulling a broken car, could not run very fast even if they opened the accelerator. Most of the British infantry tanks that were overturned and even rolled over before they stopped had no chance of survival.
The cruel war will devour the lives of all those who dare to join it. Regardless of justice or superiority, death is equal to all people on both sides of the war.
The fastest group of people to die on the battlefield are the recruits with no combat experience.
These young tank soldiers who had just graduated from the tank academy and were sent to the front line only fought for less than 20 minutes and their short lives were forcibly wiped out along with their military careers.
It cannot be said that it was Malashenko's fault that he was assigned to these relatively poor-performing British tanks and indirectly died in battle. Any experienced tank commander would assign the best-performing and best-condition tanks to veteran crews, in order to maximize the combat effectiveness of individual vehicles on the battlefield and then improve the overall combat effectiveness of the entire unit, and ultimately win the battle.
From the formation of the First Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment during the Battle of Moscow last year to the present, Malashenko's subordinates and soldiers have been replaced at least three times. Things have changed a lot. Now Malashenko can't even remember the faces of those troops when they were first formed.
Sacrifice, for Malashenko, who has been the head of the regiment for nearly a year, has long become a dense number and name written on the battle damage summary table one after another, nothing more.
The Junkers 88 bomber group, which only carried these one-ton heavy aerial bombs for tall buildings, came and went quickly. After a wave of bombing, it immediately swung its much lighter empty belly fuselage and turned its nose to prepare to return.
The leading Junkers 88, whose tail was cut off, had great difficulty turning. When the other German bombers had already flown away, it was still struggling to manually balance in mid-air in an attempt to make a final effort.
All the soldiers fighting in this land full of blood and hatred had no chivalry that was inferior to shit. Taking advantage of your illness to kill you was the most common way to win.
After bidding farewell to the German bombers that flew away, the Soviet anti-aircraft artillery on the ground immediately manually cranked the steering and altitude control to aim the black muzzle at the half-crippled Junkers 88 that was unwilling to accept its fate and was still struggling in vain.
All the anti-aircraft guns deployed in the factory area and on the surrounding streets and roofs poured their anger of revenge on the same target. Even if the dense anti-aircraft firepower network that was predicted and aimed only by the naked eye and experience was poor, it would be a matter of minutes to tear apart the Junkers 88 that had dropped to 1,500 meters in altitude.
The wings and tail of the plane were almost cut into two pieces by the dense anti-aircraft artillery barrage. The Junkers 88, whose entire fuselage was broken into several pieces, still jumped out with several figures with extremely strong desire to survive.
As for what kind of fate awaited these German crew members after landing, it is almost unnecessary to say more now.
The Soviet tank cluster, which was hit by a wave of heavy aerial bombs, was almost paralyzed and the firepower dropped sharply. The firepower that was originally intensively fired at the German army became sparse cold artillery in twos and threes.
The German army, which had an extraordinary level of accuracy in controlling fighter planes, had already launched a charge the moment the explosion sounded.
When Malashenko, who was dizzy and realized that he had survived again, put his head to the commander's periscope in front of him and struggled to look, the nearest German 75 Panzer IV tank had rushed to a place less than 100 meters away.
"Iushkin! Are you still alive? If you are not dead, run and kill that German guy!"
In the next second, there was no response to Malashenko's roar. Only the mechanical friction sound of the breech block and the sudden gunshot when firing indicated Iushkin's actual actions.
I didn't expect that the motionless Soviet heavy tank in front of him was not killed by the shock wave and was still alive. The careless Panzer IV tank, which did not point the muzzle at Malashenko's side, was killed instantly by a single shot, and its head and body were separated in the strong ammunition explosion.
Malashenko, who could no longer count how many victories his crew had won, shook his head to look for dizziness. He was completely unaware that his nosebleed had already flowed to his chin, and he once again spoke in a calm and composed manner and gave orders.