Chapter 508 Soldiers Must Be Bloody

It's a shame not to fire a shot!

It is a shame to be shot in the back, and now, these shames have been carried on the back of the British 3rd Armoured Brigade.

Most of the tanks didn't fire, they were destroyed before they got close enough to hit them, so they didn't fire at all.

When the rout started, many tanks were destroyed from behind.

Watching his own tanks retreat while the German tank soldiers were chasing after him, Brigadier George knew that his command was completely wrong.

If you want to fight, fight till the end! If you don't fight, then simply retreat quickly before making contact. Your own cruise tanks have a fairly high speed, which is enough to throw off the opponent.

But now, they are in a dilemma, and a hasty retreat can only make them all wiped out!

"Company 1, come with me!" Brigadier George shouted loudly.

If you want to save your own army, there is only one way, and that is to leave the death squad! The failure of the command made George despair, and he was determined to use his own sacrifice to save more tank troops.

In fact, he did not think about other factors. Equipment is not omnipotent, but without good equipment, it is absolutely impossible. For example, now, their tanks have an obvious disadvantage, that is, the firepower of the main gun is insufficient!

It's a pity that the team has long since collapsed, there is no radio, and relying only on the semaphore, he is no longer able to command.

"Go, go!" Brigadier George shouted to his driver.

In the midst of the collapsed army, George's tank was so conspicuous that he saw the brigade commander charging, and three or five tanks, following the brigade commander, turned around and rushed towards the enemy.

Here, Mayer has long noticed the brave commander, and now, seeing the other side rushing up without fear of death, Mayer admires it very much in his heart, soldiers, the most admired is blood.

"Fire!" George shouted to his gunner.

Inside the turret, on his left front side is the gunner's position.

After hearing his order, the gunner stood in the turret, rested the butt on his shoulder, and pressed the fire button.

"Bang bang bang!" Their tank guns fired, yes, this kind of tank gun fired in bursts.

The main weapon of the Covenant Tank is a 2-pounder, 40 times the caliber, with a maximum rate of fire of 22 rounds per minute and 110 rounds of ammunition.

However, this kind of gun is improved from the infantry gun, not the high and low machine structure, but the simple shoulder device.

That is to say, when the gunner fires the gun, it is the same as firing on the ground, shooting against the shoulder to control the accuracy.

This is just a joke. This kind of gun was the main anti-tank gun of the United Kingdom in the early days of World War II. It was not replaced until the 6-pounder tank gun was finalized.

The pound is a unit of weight, not length, and the British use of weight to define artillery is purely an ancient tradition.

In the era of front-bore cannons, the caliber of the artillery that hit the corresponding pound-weight bullet was called the pounder. Now, there is no correspondence between the weight of the shell and the caliber of the artillery, but the stubborn British still hold on to the tradition and do not let go, and still use the standard of the front-loading era to measure the modern artillery.

At this time, the number of pounds has long been unmatched. It is just a code name for the caliber. The current 2-pounder is 40mm, the 6-pounder is 57mm, and the 17-pounder is 76.2mm.

And now, as they fired, one by one 40mm armor-piercing projectiles flew out of the muzzle and flew towards the opposite tank.

They fought the opponent who rushed in the front, of course, the Panther 3 tank.

"Boom!" A 40mm armor-piercing projectile came into contact with the frontal armor of the Panther 3 tank. At the moment of contact, the violent impact sounded, which shocked the tank soldiers inside.

But then, there is no then.

The turret of the slanted armored Panther 3 tank, leaning against the bevel, has already deflected the incoming 40mm armor-piercing projectile, leaving only a small pit less than 5mm thick on the armor.

This was only the first one, then, the second, the third, a total of five armor-piercing bullets, all smashed into the armor.

Some were bounced off, and some continued to drill into it. Unfortunately, the hard and excellent molybdenum alloy armored steel blocked it abruptly. It only advanced more than 20 millimeters before it stopped.

The last one hit the weld.

The armor plate is separated, and countries with poor technology use rivets to directly rivete the tank body, while advanced technology, such as Germany, has begun to use welding technology.

Then, if the welding seam fails, then the welding seam is the weakest place.

Now, the 40mm armor-piercing projectile hit the weld. Under the violent impact, it continued to move forward. Unfortunately, it stopped. The strength of the weld is actually stronger than that of the armored steel!

The Panther 3 tank was safe and sound, and at this time, its muzzle had been lowered, and the black muzzle pointed to George's tank.

"Boom!" A flame emerged from the muzzle. Above the flame was black smoke. At the front end of the flame, an 88mm armor-piercing projectile flew quickly!

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Captain George's pupils dilated, and in front of him, the fire-breathing muzzle appeared, and the flying armor-piercing bullet seemed to be able to be caught by him.

"boom!"

George's tank, destroyed.

"Brigade commander!" Several tanks rushed up, extremely angry, the commander shouted loudly: "Avenge the brigade commander!"

They rushed up desperately, wanting to use their own sacrifices to buy time for their companions to retreat.

"Sugar palm." The loader opened the gun door and inserted a new round.

The gunner took aim quickly. Now, the distance between the two sides is as close as 200 meters. At this distance, the gunner can make accurate shots without the commander reporting any data.

Aim and fire!

The gunner stepped on the trigger quickly, but did not hear the familiar sound.

"No, dud!" the gunner shouted loudly.

Duds, this is the sound that all gunners don't want to hear, but now, it appeared on their cars.

The shell has been loaded, but it has not been fired. This is a dud. How to remove the dud is something that every artilleryman needs to do, but now, there is no time to do it.

Because now, it is still on the battlefield in full swing!

At this time, the Covenant Tank on the opposite side was still moving up quickly, and the distance between the two sides had been shortened to 100 meters.

Due to the problem with the depression angle of the artillery, the distance is too close and it is difficult to shoot. The stalker in the back wanted to make up the gun, but was blocked by the Panther 3 tank in front.

"Bump!" Mayer shouted loudly.