Steel Soviet Union

This was supposed to be an armor-piercing bullet that bounced off harmlessly to humans and animals as soon as it hit the ground. It was the type that scraped the ground and bounced away because the angle of impact was too large. ReadМ

But what was more surprising was that right in front of the trajectory of the deflected artillery shell, a German Panther 2 rumbled over, with the armor on the lower crotch area pointed directly at the projectile.

In this way, the final result is an armor-piercing projectile that bounces off in an instant, whizzing upwards like a pinball that was hit hard by a kid, and happened to hit the Black Panther 2 blocking the front. He lowered his crotch armor and hit it squarely in the center.

The angle of incidence of the projectile is excellent, and it can even be said that it cannot be better.

The excellent ballistic trajectory of bouncing on the spot and then flying diagonally upwards happened to offset the inherent inclination of the crotch armor under the front of the Panther 2 body. The armor blocking the projectile completely turned into a relatively vertical piece of armor with no equivalent protection.

The projectile suffered a lot of kinetic energy loss when it rubbed on the ground and bounced up, but the German armor plate lying in front of it was even weaker.

After ricocheting once on the ground, the 122mm full-caliber armor-piercing projectile finally, without any suspense, directly penetrated the crotch armor of the unlucky Black Panther 2 with a relatively vertical incidence, and was poured into it on the spot.

The crotch armor was not the only thing blocking the trajectory of the projectile. Even after it was penetrated, there was also the mechanical transmission control device immediately behind it that blocked the way.

The German's front-mounted transmission design indeed raised the height of the car body, resulting in almost all of the German tiger and leopard zoos being tall and easily exposed. But in this special situation where the crotch armor of the men is penetrated, this design is not without its benefits.

The 122 armor-piercing projectile poured into the car hit the mechanical transmission device at the lower front end of the car body, followed by a loud explosion, detonating the charge of the projectile warhead and exploding on the spot.

The transmission control device used to control the forward, reverse and steering of the tank was blown to pieces on the spot. A pile of twisted and deformed hot steel was directly squeezed together under the powerful impact, making it impossible to continue to use it.

The German driver and co-pilot, who were directly behind the transmission control device, sitting side by side on the left and right, were even more unlucky on the spot.

It can no longer be described with simple words such as "miserable death". The distance of the explosion close to the face was really too close. The violent chemical energy flames were mixed with the scattered projectile fragments and metal fragments. He was killed on the spot. The two living people tore into "sliced ​​barbecue" and "meat mash", which was a relatively accurate description.

The three people in the turret further back also did not end well. Even though the explosion was relatively far away, the 122 armor-piercing projectiles with a sufficient charge in the warhead still caused a large number of sputtering projectile fragments and armor. Fragment 4. Inside the completely enclosed and solid tank, a metal storm of splashing and sparks exploded in an instant.

"ah!!!"

"Wow! My legs, my legs!"

Living people are not necessarily luckier than dead people, especially if you are swept into a sieve by metal fragments, with holes in your arms, legs and stomach, and blood gushing out.

Watching my devastated and painful body rapidly passing away precious life, but I can only watch helplessly, almost unable to do anything, powerless, this feeling is really better than being beaten to death on the spot. Even more despairing.

"Abandon the vehicle! We have been penetrated, and if we can still move, abandon the vehicle immediately! Immediately!"

The German commander who only had a piece of flesh removed from his right arm is considered to be in the best condition. At least his legs are fine, his left arm is completely intact, and he can move freely. In such a situation, "a dead fellow is not dead but a poor fellow." "Of course he will slip away fastest at the critical moment.

"Ugh, damn! It hurts so much!"

Struggling to crawl out of the escape hatch at the rear of the turret that he had pushed open, the German commander's right arm was completely covered with unstoppable blood and he was so painful that he "changed his face" in Sichuan Opera. The originally handsome Germanic face was now distorted like a Picasso abstract oil painting.

The German commander's first reaction was to run for his life. He didn't even know the condition of his gunner and loader.

It was only when he had escaped from the car and climbed directly above the power cabin at the rear of the car that he was stopped from moving forward by the wailing cry for help coming from the turret behind him.

"Help me, help me, pull me out."

The gunner, whose whole body was torn apart by the high-speed flying fragments and his intestines flowed out of his stomach, was holding his intestines that had flowed out of his body with one hand, and struggling with the other hand to reach towards the escape hatch at the rear end of the turret, towards the gunner who was facing him. The commander looked at each other and asked for help.

Normally, the German commander is obliged to help his comrades, and they must escape together if they want to escape.

But in this battlefield where artillery fire is flying and death is howling, an inexplicable and terrifying intuition still lingers in my heart and cannot go away. Strong psychological hints told the German commander "Don't reach out" all the time. After hesitating for less than a second, the commander finally resolutely chose to escape alone.

Although his battlefield intuition was correct and accurate, and the final choice he made was appropriate from the perspective of his personal interests, it still could not save his life that was about to be wiped out.

Ding-ding——

call out--

Boom——

The tearing and impacting sound of projectiles hitting the armor, the screaming sound of breaking through the air one step later than the supersonic flying artillery shells, and the strong explosion of ammunition that followed.

The German commander, who had no sense of his own body, didn't know which voice sounded first. After that short moment, he couldn't even feel any pain.

The torn and fragmented flesh and blood remains that had rotted into a pile of minced flesh were directly lifted and flew backwards under the strong kinetic energy impact. Like a pile of mud, it smeared directly onto the armor plate of another Panther not far away, turning the scene scarlet red.

"Damn it, why did I see a German guy being blown out of the car? Is it that exaggerated?"

The gunner who killed the stationary Black Panther 2 with one shot was wondering if his eyes were deceived. But Lavrinenko, who had already locked in his next target, had no interest in caring about such insignificant issues.

Comrade Deputy Division Commander, this IS4 heavy tank, which is huge, heavy, and has a strong visual impact, still stands proudly in the enemy's artillery fire and remains standing. More unlucky Germans will lose their lives to this smoke. Under the dark muzzle of 122 guns.

"Go on, reload armor-piercing rounds! Next one!"