Chapter 893 Ace vs Ace

Boom——

The unique roar of the 88mm gun shook the snowy ground under the tracks, and the spreading shock wave of the muzzle fire pressed the snow under the muzzle into a small pit visible to the naked eye.

The flying shock snowflakes brought the cruelest death, and four IS1 heavy tanks fell down again under the tyranny of the tiger muzzle. The IS1 heavy tank with a very small internal space will almost certainly explode if the armor is penetrated. The charge of the 88mm full-caliber capped armor-piercing shell is far beyond the 75mm small gun.

The powerful, brutal, and huge sense of oppression on the spot almost made the enemies facing these steel behemoths feel suffocated.

The first battle with the tigers has already caused so much loss that the heart and liver trembled. Malashenko, who was furious, really couldn't swallow the grievance in his heart. The most primitive male creature's brutal and bloodthirsty instinct instantly emerged and burst out from the blood-spurting flesh.

"If I don't kill you German sick cats and put them in the pot, I'll write the word "horse" backwards, fuck your mother!"

Malachenko did not take back any of the orders he had just given. After a round of firing, the IS1 heavy tanks roared again and charged on the road.

Malachenko knew very well that only by further shortening the distance of the exchange of fire would the most advantageous and executable tactic for his side at the moment.

The armor of the German Tiger tanks can be immune to their own attacks with a high probability, but the front armor of their IS1 heavy tanks is like paper in front of the terrifying power of the 88 gun.

The only way to shorten the imbalance between offense and defense is to eliminate this distance of exchange of fire that is extremely beneficial to the Germans.

Although this thorny charge road will bring more unbearable losses, it is the only feasible way at the moment when there is really no other way.

Malachenko, who has been working hard to lay out for this moment since last year, has not completely escaped the shackles of fate.

Malashenko really didn't expect that all his efforts so far would still be unable to reverse the foreseeable unfavorable situation.

He who had carefully planned would one day use the latest and precious mass-produced IS1 heavy tank as T3476, just like the tragic Prokhorovka tank battle, and charge directly at the enemy in order to penetrate the Tiger's solid armor, just to shorten the distance of this exchange of fire to the extent that his main gun could ensure that it would penetrate the front armor of the Tiger.

The fierce exchange of fire, which forced the charge with huge losses, soon entered the white-hot stage of the final decisive battle.

The German infantry, who had been repelled once, swarmed from behind the Tiger again, relying on the powerful anti-armor firepower of the Tiger tank like a dog relying on the power of the human, and set up a simple but extremely effective temporary blocking defense line.

The Soviet infantry, who had just captured the German position, launched another assault without stopping. They ran all the way behind their own heavy tanks that were charging, and raised any weapons in their hands to fire wildly at the enemy who was already close.

Malashenko didn't know who the crew of the tigers on the opposite side was, but he could feel a 100% elite and strong aura from his opponents.

They were extremely powerful and could still hold the line, play calmly, and fight to the death in the face of an enemy with an absolute numerical advantage.

Every armor-piercing shell that broke through the wind and screamed almost whistled towards the front of the turret of the IS1 heavy tank. The German crews who had experienced this short few minutes of fighting already knew that the front armor of the turret of the IS1 heavy tank would be penetrated as long as there was no ricochet.

And the front armor of the turrets of those tanks had big holes, and the tank wreckage that was burning on the snowfield was the best proof.

"Four hundred meters, stop! Iushkin, fire!"

Boom——

Malashenko, who was looking for the best combat distance, gave the order again when he advanced to a distance of four hundred meters.

Iushkin, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, once again accurately grasped the best time before the tank completely stopped, and sent the wind cap armor-piercing shell in the breech block out of the barrel.

The wind cap armor-piercing shell that rushed straight after dispersing the muzzle fire and flames accurately hit the face of a Tiger tank in front of the enemy, making a harsh and violent impact sound.

The 120mm physical thickness of the turret front armor near the gun shield finally failed to defend at a distance of less than four hundred meters, and could not withstand the direct bombardment of the 85mm wind cap armor-piercing shell and was penetrated on the spot.

The armor-piercing delay fuse of the wind cap armor-piercing shell that rushed into the turret was successfully activated, and it exploded on the spot after smashing the main gun sight and instantly hitting the German gunner's head into a bloody paste.

The rapidly spreading flames of death and the flying shrapnel, regardless of whether they were dead or alive, swept all the flesh and blood in the turret into a pile of rotten meat and then roasted it.

The driver at the front of the vehicle, who had luckily survived the explosion, was seriously injured. After struggling to push open the top cover of the vehicle, he was faced with an instant destruction that extinguished his hope.

The power of the remaining 87 rounds of ammunition on the vehicle was so powerful that it could not be accurately described by the word "horrifying".

The powerful ammunition explosion completely tore this steel behemoth with a combat weight of 57 tons into pieces and restored it to its parts.

Malashenko, who had been holding the commander's periscope in front of him, could see that the set of staggered road wheels of the Tiger tank that were directly blown into the sky by the shock wave of the explosion was so conspicuous.

Until it reached the highest point it could reach, exhausted its remaining kinetic energy, and fell heavily, the two closely arranged staggered road wheels disintegrated and scattered in mid-air, and fell directly onto the top of another Tiger tank more than 50 meters away in a free fall, making a huge metal collision sound that was no less than the main gun firing and echoed over the battlefield.

"Stop! Four hundred meters away, right now! Fire and kill these fascist running dogs! Ura!"

The First Guards Heavy Tank Brigade, which had sacrificed the lives of many comrades in the process of overcoming difficulties, finally broke into the final fighting distance at the cost of their lives.

The 85mm D-5T tank gun, which was also modified from the Soviet field anti-aircraft gun, had a high probability of penetrating the Tiger tank's turret front armor with severely uneven physical thickness at a distance of four hundred meters, which was enough for Malashenko, who was suffering huge losses all the time.

The two tank units, which had loaded their large-caliber field anti-aircraft guns onto their vehicles, desperately exchanged fire at a distance of 400 meters, fighting to an unprecedented level of intensity with bullets flying everywhere.

This was an elite vs. elite ace tank battle, and it was also a battle for Malashenko to test the results of his layout over the past year.

For Malashenko, the final result can only be success, not failure! There is no other possibility.