Steel Soviet Union

"Move forward, No. 2 and No. 3 cars pay attention to cover the flanks! Assault formation!"

"Aim the Russian anti-tank gun and fire!"

boom--

A burst of fire flashed from the muzzle of the slender 70 times caliber 75mm tank gun, and the scattered flame shock waves were like wild beasts breaking free from the cage and coming out of the muzzle brake.

A 75mm full-caliber high-explosive grenade instantly spanned a distance of 800 meters and accurately hit the target with a standard parabolic trajectory that had no time to react.

boom--

"The target is hit, load the high-explosive bomb, turn 35 degrees to the right and shoot again!"

Schleheim, who was sitting in the commander's position of the leading Panther tank, could clearly see the explosion of the shell. The Russian anti-tank gun of unknown caliber was blasted directly into the sky by a single shot, and the shell hit the center of the tank. The Russian artillery emplacements blasted the surrounding infantrymen and artillery crews into pieces, sending their corpses flying into the air. The scene of a thigh carrying dirt rising straight into the sky was so wonderful.

"Oh, I said that it doesn't take half an hour to prepare artillery fire to deal with today's Russians. They don't have much strength left to resist us."

The Panther D-type tank has excellent attributes in all aspects, but the hand-operated turret steering gear is the most criticized. The gunner who is desperately shaking the steering gear adjustment wheel in his hand almost grins in response. echoed.

"That's right, these dirty Russian pigs!"

boom--

The stationary Black Panther fired again, but this time his aim seemed to miss the target.

The high-explosive bomb landed slightly further to the left side of the position. The dust and projectile fragments raised instantly swept over the anti-tank gun emplacement, but it was not completely enveloped in the sudden explosion of fire.

Schleheim held his commander's periscope tightly and couldn't take his eyes away. After the dust settled, the next scene that jumped into his eyes was the anti-tank gun rolled over on its side, and people lying on the ground around it, whether dead or not. Live Russian.

"Target cleared, keep moving forward! Driver, take us to the Russian position!"

The anti-tank gun that was lying on its side was so small that it was a bit funny. Schleheim estimated that the thing might not even have a caliber of 50 mm. Isn’t it enough that the Russians dragged such junk out to fight? ?

Schleheim, who raised the corner of his mouth slightly, already had the answer in his mind. The first German army to break into the Russian position would definitely be the troops led by Assault Brigade Captain Schleheim, and honors and awards would follow accordingly. to.

The Panther tank, which spewed a thick cloud of black smoke from its butt, started up again and set off forward. The half-track vehicles following it and the SS infantrymen walking on foot cooperated in a tacit and orderly manner, and the few assigned to the assault force to attack together. The three bald men stopped from time to time and continued to fire and suppress fire. Although there was loud gunfire from the Russian position opposite, no gunshots were heard.

Without the sound of cannons, there is no possibility of resistance!

Schleheim, who was absolutely confident in the treasure in his hand, ignored all Russian small-arms fire. Less than twenty minutes after the first wave of attacks, victory seemed within reach in his eyes.

Schleheim, who was no doubt convinced of this and even a little excited, smiled brightly. However, this SS assault captain from Bavaria would probably never have the chance to know that in a distant ancient eastern country, there is an idiom called " Extreme joy gives rise to sorrow."

Boom——

A huge explosion sound almost shook people's ears before they had time to react to the flying shells. Schleheim could feel it personally even through the strong armor. The impact of this huge explosion was far away from his car. It’s definitely only a few dozen meters away!

"Report! Report the situation, what is going on!?"

Schleheim said this not only to his crew members, but also to the radio channel at the top of his lungs, because his eyes never left the Russian position and he did not see what happened just now. Something happened.

"Strauss, Strauss's car was blown up! The ammunition exploded, and the turret was stuck on the ground! They are all finished!!!"

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Schleheim couldn't believe that what he heard with his ears could be true. His eyes were as big as a cow's egg, but he knew nothing about it. His heart was filled with impossible astonishment.

As one of the most elite ace divisions in the Waffen-SS, the Skeleton Division is qualified to receive the latest and best equipment and use Germany's most sophisticated weapons to win every victory for the Führer.

Half of the battalion of armored units he leads are all brand new Panther medium tanks, which is almost more than half of the inventory of Panther tanks in the entire Skeleton Division.

Schleheim had never heard of any Russian anti-tank equipment that could kill a Panther tank head-on with one shot at a distance of 500 meters. Who was making this unprecedented joke? ?

The iron fist of the loving father may be late, but he will never forget to hit Fasis on the head.

Struggling and swaying, he was about to put his glasses in front of the periscope and quickly find out the situation. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the earth-shattering and terrifying sound of cannon fire suddenly sounded again, and it was a double blast at a very short interval!

Boom——Boom——

Schleheim did not miss this wonderful moment. Before he could move the heads of the two Panther tanks, which were so pitiful that they didn't even know how they died, he clearly saw two tanks full of 75mm ammunition and full fuel tanks. The scene of the explosion together is so bright and gorgeous.

The SS infantry who followed the Black Panther confidently were swept into a sieve, lying on the ground wailing like a slaughtered pig, holding their crazy wounds with blood flowing.

However, more SS infantrymen who thought that the Panther tank would never be penetrated by the frontal armor did not even have a chance to howl at the top of their lungs, and their bones were directly thrown away by the violent explosion. minced meat.

"Führer! What on earth is going on?!"

There was no need for anyone to stand up and give Schleheim an answer. The three terrifying traces flashing from behind the Russian position on the opposite side had already given the answer.

The heavy steel body weighing 5 tons of combat weight knocked open the half-collapsed wooden house and crushed the wreckage of the BF109F4 fighter jet that crashed on the position. There was still a wisp of green smoke in the ferocious 122mm muzzle brake. There is still a temperature that is enough to kill a German stick.

"Kirill, propellant, quick! The projectiles are placed!"

"Here we come, Comrade Commander! This thing is really heavy, eh."

Almost using all his strength, he instantly picked up the 122mm sub-package propellant cartridge that had been prepared at his feet.

Kirill, who was holding his breath, exerted force on his waist, swung his elbow and knocked the cartridge. His right hand holding the tail end of the propellant was suddenly moved forward, and Malashenko helped to remove it from the first ammunition rack. Together with the arranged projectiles, they are pushed into the chamber instantly and the loading is completed.

"Armor-piercing bullets are good!"