Chapter 892 Tiger Roars at Dawn (IV)

"Well done! Iushkin, the first one!"

The huge and bulky steel body spewed out the flames of death and burnt black smoke. The first Tiger tank was cut down, announcing that the turning point of this cruel battle had finally arrived. The German armored soldiers who had always mistaken their opponents for the original batch of KV1 heavy tanks finally woke up at this moment.

"Damn it! That's not KV1, it looks a bit like it but it's not! It's the Russians' new car!"

"Five hundred meters! The Russians' tractors can penetrate our frontal armor at a distance of five hundred meters. The drivers of each crew adjust the direction! Immediately!"

The tigers lying on the snow slope to meet the enemy were only in a basic defensive state. The low-angle shooting posture did bring these tigers a certain equivalent defense bonus. But for the German armored soldiers at this moment, the real housekeeping skills are just beginning to show.

With the order of the tiger group commander, the remaining eight Tiger tanks all moved and began to shift their heavy tiger bodies.

The Merit double differential steering system, which is famous for being one of the special skills of the Tigers, is running vigorously. The heavy body of the Tiger weighing 57 tons is thrown to the side with incredible flexibility.

The on-site steering method with one track rotating forward and the other track rotating backward makes the seemingly clumsy Tiger have extremely excellent steering ability that surpasses all heavy tanks of the same era. Under the precise operation of a group of elite drivers, the upper front armor of the vehicle with a physical thickness of 102 mm quickly aimed at the incoming enemy at a seemingly extremely strange angle.

"What are those Germans going to do? Do they want to expose their bellies for us to fight?"

Ivushkin, who saw this combat method for the first time, was confused and confused, but this does not mean that his head is full of Malashenko, who later stripped the Tiger tank and decrypted it, and he can't see the reason for this familiar scene.

"Excellent Tiger tank drivers will accurately grasp the battlefield situation, use the heavy body armor to set the right angle and correct posture to meet the enemy, and then be invincible, unstoppable, and impregnable in battle."

Malachenko gritted his teeth as this sentence, one of the most classic evaluations of the Tiger tank, echoed in his mind.

These Tiger tanks, which look like square shoe boxes, are covered with vertical armor all over their bodies and are almost rotten, can make accurate judgments according to the real-time changes in the battlefield situation in the hands of skilled drivers. After a sharp operation, the twisted body is always facing the incoming enemy at an angle.

If the unfavorable terrain of hitting high with low is taken into account, Malachenko estimates that the upper front armor of these Tigers after the body angle is at least more than 140 mm equivalent thickness, and also has angle protection with a high probability of ricochet.

The half-tilted side armor of the vehicle body seems to be the weakness of the Tiger in this state, but the crazy Germans have piled up the physical thickness of the Tiger's side armor to 82 mm. If the deliberately created angle of the vehicle body is taken into account, the angle of incidence will be at least 70 degrees.

Unless Malashenko has the ability to bring the long-rod tail-stabilized armor-piercing projectile from the future world, the 81-degree absolute ricochet angle of that thing can deal with the enemy armor at an angle of incidence of 70 degrees, but this kind of pure nonsense, just thinking about it with your brain, it feels like being kicked by a donkey!

"All crews, aim at the German turrets! Don't shoot the hull! It's useless! I repeat, aim at the turret and fire, don't shoot the hull!"

Malashenko put down the radio transmitter in his hand with a very complicated look.

If possible, Malashenko did not want to give the order to shoot at the Tiger turret. The Tiger's head, which weighed 11 tons, had a much more abnormal physical armor thickness than the body.

Not to mention the 135mm thick gun shield armor, even the physical thickness of the left and right face armor on the Tiger's square face was extremely irregular.

The 120mm thick armor near the gun shield was just an appetizer. The armor at the beam support used to support the homogeneous steel armor block on the front of the entire turret was as thick as an astonishing 200mm.

Although the front projection area exposed by these two sections of supporting beam armor was not much, Malashenko estimated that there were only two areas on the left and right of the size of an ordinary person's head based on the size of the Tiger.

But in such a tense and complex battlefield situation, no one knew where a shot would hit the Tiger's head. The derivative result of the uneven thickness of the turret's front armor might be a useless effort to just listen to the sound, but there was no more effective way to force a desperate situation.

No matter how the Tigers angle their bodies, their turrets always point directly at the enemy to fire. That is to say, the relative angle of the Tiger turrets will always be the best angle of incidence for the enemy. No matter how difficult the front armor of the Tiger turret is to deal with, it is at least vertical armor. As long as the penetration depth is deep enough, it will definitely penetrate the armor without causing ricochets.

Following Malashenko's vehicle, the IS1 heavy tanks that rushed into the firing range began to turn their turrets, and the black spiral rifling muzzles were aimed directly at their respective targets, with flames everywhere. In the roaring flames, one after another 85mm full-caliber wind cap armor-piercing shells rushed towards the target within reach.

Ding bang——

Dang——

Swoosh——

The huge sound caused by the armor-piercing shells hitting the solid frontal armor was obviously more than one.

Not all the armor-piercing shells whizzing towards the enemy turret hit the most ideal position, because the Tiger hiding behind the snow slope only exposed half of its frontal projection area, nearly half of the first armor-piercing shells hit the upper frontal armor of the vehicle body with a large inclination angle and did useless work, and a small part hit the side armor of the vehicle body and was bounced straight away without any suspense.

The effect of the armor-piercing shells hitting the frontal armor of the turret was still unsatisfactory.

Almost ten IS1 heavy tanks fired almost at the same time, and the final effect was just to penetrate the frontal armor of the turret of a Tiger tank on the spot. The penetration position of the frontal armor of the turret directly detonated the ready-to-fire ammunition racks on the left and right sides of the vehicle body. The huge flames sent the Tiger to hell and tore it to pieces in the blink of an eye.

But after a loud bang of ammunition explosion, the remaining seven Tiger tanks were still turning their black gun muzzles to aim at the target. Now it was the Tigers' turn to roar.