Steel Soviet Union

Chapter 2310?? Shooting through the wall

The loss of a King Tiger unexpectedly was definitely bad news for Wittmann, but it was not so bad that it was a hopeless mess. Wittmann still had a sufficient number of Tigers on hand. The king can handle the situation at hand.

"112, the target is behind the intersection on the right front, kill that Sherman!"

The order from Wittmann instantly echoed throughout the radio channel and was clearly heard. The turret call number 112 King Tiger that received the order from Wittmann actually started to respond earlier than the official order from Wittmann. , the huge and heavy turret began to turn almost as soon as the comrades beside it were killed.

"The car body turns to the right, and the turret turns to the right front!"

Thanks to the mature and reliable dual-stream transmission system of Tiger One, King Tiger, who was able to take full advantage of the flat road in the town, reacted quickly and immediately began to turn the turret at a speed that was not commensurate with his huge body. , pointing to the target, and at the same time, with the dual-flow transmission, the steering of the car body with one crawler track rotating forward and the other crawling track rotating reversely accelerates the turret's steering.

"Go forward! There should be another one behind the wreckage of the King Tiger, rush out and kill it!"

The American Sherman hiding in the corner was unwilling to be left alone and wanted to take another advantage. He drove the car forward at high speed with the armor-piercing projectile already loaded in the barrel, just as the commander of the No. 112 King Tiger expected. The same.

"Stupid Yankee"

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, followed by a palm pat on the shoulder of the gunner in front, and he immediately gave the order.

"Fire."

boom--

The 88 mm full-caliber hooded armor-piercing projectiles violently blasted out from the hot muzzle were already flying out of the target car body before it completely drove out of the street corner, aiming straight at the target.

The armor-piercing projectile that struck at high speed instantly penetrated the wall, and masonry debris flew across. With the strong momentum and potential of the remaining speed, it hit the car that was still hiding behind the house with most of its body. On Sherman.

The armor-piercing projectile tore through the fragile side armor of the car body and poured into the car. The armor-piercing delayed fuse that was successfully detonated showed no mercy. It was reasonable and unsurprising that it directly threw the Sherman's head on It fell into the air, and with the rising flames and rolling waves, the five living lives in the car were annihilated in just a blink of an eye.

"Jefferson! No!"

"They took out Jefferson, damn it!"

"Saber 22 was destroyed. I repeat, Saber 22 was destroyed! The entire vehicle was destroyed!"

The screams on the radio, either angry or frightened, kept lingering in Brad's ears like a broken radio buzzing.

It was no surprise to lose one of his tanks. It can even be said that Brad had already been mentally prepared for this. He knew that he would not be able to escape unscathed in an encounter with the German King Tiger. In the worst case, he might even die in the next second. He may not be sure, but Brad has been fearless since he led his team into the battlefield.

"Saber 23, guard the intersection! The rest of the people follow me, we go around from the back of the street!"

The Germans who realize that something is wrong will inevitably take action. It is impossible to expect a long-tube Sherman to guard the intersection all the time. Brad knew that he had to do something within this limited time to open up the situation, and the only thing he could do now was to go around another excuse to attack and try to stab the German in the back.

"Turn, turret facing back, turn at the same time!"

"Prepare armor-piercing bullets, hurry!"

Germans in the streets, Americans outside.

The solid distance between the two warring parties is only a narrow row of buildings facing the street. The distance is so close that if the armored soldiers on both sides have good hearing and good ears, they can even faintly hear the roar of the opponent's tanks from the other side of the street. , that is the sound of the engine driving the running gear at full speed to maneuver.

"The Krauts are moving, those King Tigers are moving! I can hear it!"

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not deaf! Look straight ahead and prepare to shoot!"

call out--

Ding-ding——

Before the radio's terrible cry could finish, the high-speed armor-piercing bullets that roared across the street had already penetrated the building and roared towards them.

"Damn it, I'm punctured! Our car is punctured!"

"Hydraulic failure, engine compartment on fire!"

"Get out, everyone! Get out quickly, let's go!"

The armor-piercing projectile that struck at high speed accurately hit the butt of a Sherman that was unable to dodge. It penetrated into the engine compartment and used the high temperature of the projectile to ignite the fuel, causing flames to instantly burst into flames.

The blazing orange-red flames licked the armor plate and emitted pungent and poisonous black smoke. One by one, the five US armored soldiers in the vehicle were panicking and yelling, abandoning the vehicle and fleeing. They did not even think about extinguishing the tank fire but thirty Escape was the best strategy, and it was important to save his life first. Sherman, who was no longer in charge, was lying on the edge of the ruins in a state of anger, tilting his head, and was completely killed.

"The Germans fired artillery shells from across the street! How did they do it!? How did they know we were here!?"

Following closely behind the unlucky Sherman, which had its butt shot through, the crews of several other Sherman vehicles witnessed with their own eyes the entire process from the shells hitting the armor to bursting into flames.

Those shells were not fired head-on or from a sneak attack and ambush somewhere, but were fired through the wall by Germans who were across the row of narrow houses on the other side of the street.

That’s right, literally shooting through walls!

The German King Tiger directly penetrated a house, and then penetrated the armor from the side, causing the shells to pour into the Sherman's engine compartment, expelling it from the battle order, and taking another step from the U.S. armored forces who had only a limited number of available tanks. One tank was crossed out.

With the terrifying armor penetration depth of the German Tiger King 88 gun, it can indeed penetrate the masonry wall and then penetrate the side armor.

But the question is, how did the Germans do it? Or how did the Germans see it? How did you pinpoint the target from across the house? Is it possible that the Germans still have see-through plug-ins to penetrate the wall? ? ?

The cry of confusion and horror was quickly answered. Brad, who also had insight into the complete process, knew how the Germans did this seemingly unbelievable thing.

"Window, I passed the window when I was passing by! The Germans on the other side of the street can see your trajectory and speed from the window. They can predict the approximate location where they will catch you and then shoot through the wall!"

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The brief silence lasted only a moment, and then came from the radio more frightening and even slightly frightening words.

"Jesus Christ, who are we fighting against? I can't believe this is happening!!!"