Steel Soviet Union

"Keep going, the effect is good! Keep blasting with high-explosive bombs until none of these German bastards can fire back at us!"

At first, when he encountered these German iron bastards who were unable to penetrate even if they hit him in the face, and who also had extremely threatening firepower, Malashenko really felt like a mouse pulling a turtle, and he had no idea what to do.

However, the solution came out quickly: just use a grenade to blast the damn thing!

Low accuracy? Not easy to hit from a long distance?

It doesn't matter, I have enough tanks, I can fucking kill you even if I hit you with probability!

As long as a high-explosive grenade hits a slightly more reliable position, I don't expect to blow up your car with one shot. It's not realistic since it's not an armor-piercing grenade, but there's a high probability that it can force you out of the battle. of.

Gun barrel, muzzle brake, crew members, battle sight

As long as you knock off any one of the car's fatal points, it will easily destroy your firepower output. Even if you can continue to run, you are just a toothless animal, nothing more, and this It just fits the appetite of the 122 grenade which is an AOE range killing weapon.

To be precise, this is indeed a very unreasonable way of playing. Traditional heavy armor defense is completely useless and ineffective in the face of this kind of attack.

It's like you are a warrior, and you have all your physical defenses stacked up to fight with others, but a mage comes from the opposite side and casually throws a big fireball, ignoring your defenses and knocking you out for a second, because your magic defense is almost impossible. No. It's okay if you insist that a large-capacity chemical energy blast is a magic attack. After all, the thick armor of a kinetic energy defense tank really can't stop this thing. It's not professional at all.

Unlike the Red Army, which takes the "magic attack" route of large-caliber justice, the German army, which specializes in small-caliber and high-power caliber routes, takes the "physical attack" route, relying on high-penetration kinetic energy armor-piercing projectiles to accomplish anti-armor combat objectives.

But this has also caused a problem, but the heavy armor defense between the two sides has been piled up to a certain extent. Using kinetic energy to penetrate armor alone is a mutual understanding of "you can't penetrate me, and I can't penetrate you." At the first sound, the German's small-caliber, high-magnification fishing rod cannon was completely useless.

Otherwise, what else can an 88mm grenade do if it hits the IS6? Not to mention playing IS6, even playing T43 is hard for him.

At this time, when faced with a Red Army heavy tank that "physical attacks are ineffective, I still have magic attacks", if you have to say how to describe it more accurately, it would be "a bitch meets a rapist - even if he loses his pants, there is no way" is the most accurate description.

Our own tank destroyers were "blown up" one after another by the violent Red Army heavy tanks from the opposite side. The anxious German armored soldiers fired more armor-piercing shells, but they were helpless after hearing the sound.

What to do? If someone is standing there and not moving, can you still rush up and get around him? You have no turret and are as fat as a pig. What the fuck are you doing?

I've heard of people being unreasonable, but I've never met someone who's such a hooligan.

The Red Army tank units encountered in the past were mainly medium tanks and supplemented by heavy tanks. Although the rare Stalin heavy tanks were difficult to deal with, as long as the medium tank units, which were the backbone of the main force, were defeated, those Russian heavy tanks would only be defeated. If you have no choice but to withdraw your troops, you will be unable to recover. The number is too small to play a decisive role.

But this group of Russians in front of me are doing the exact opposite.

There were only a few medium tanks to be seen. There were Soviet heavy-armored iron turtles all lined up with strong armor and sharp artillery. The desperate German armored soldiers tried to repeat their old tricks of building soft persimmons and picked the main medium tanks to attack first, but they couldn't do it. , there are not many medium tanks at all, and you are so afraid of hiding behind heavy tanks.

When the futile repeated attempts reach a certain level, the heavy casualties are superimposed on the sight of the destruction of comrades in front of them.

Those German armored soldiers who pride themselves on being tough guys can no longer hold on, and continuing to fight so meaninglessly will only lead to a dead end.

"Comrade Commander! We succeeded! Those German iron turtles are reversing and retreating. They can't hold on any longer!"

What Iushkin could see from the gun scope with a high magnification and a narrow field of view, Malashenko could certainly see from the commander's periscope with a low magnification and a wide field of view, and then he raised his hand with a twist of the corner of his mouth. He raised the radio transmitter he had been holding tightly in his hand and pressed the button.

"Attention all units, shrink the encirclement according to the predetermined plan! Press up little by little in company units and control the distance! Don't let the Germans be able to shoot accurately. We have to control the battle damage. I, Malashenko, will not do the losing business. "

Of course, Malashenko can order the troops to fire at the Germans at a closer distance, but this is not necessary at the moment.

The closer the distance is, the easier it is for IS6's weak area on the front main armor belt, which has been learned by the Germans, to be targeted and concentrated fire. Although it is a low-probability event to hit a gun root area as small as the front projection, once it is penetrated, the compact body structure of the IS6 and the urinary nature of the entire body are either ammunition racks or fuel tanks.

Malashenko really felt that he was lucky if he didn't catch fire and explode, soaring into the sky. Almost all the crew members were elite veteran tank soldiers, and they didn't even have a chance to abandon the vehicle and escape.

When tanks are gone, they can be rebuilt. Malashenko writes a list, and train after train of new tanks are queued up to deliver them.

But this elite veteran crew cannot be cloned and resurrected. If it is sacrificed, it is a sacrifice. It is an irreparable loss. Even if the nominal elite crew is transferred from other troops, Malashenko will not feel that it is. There will be veterans under his command who can do a good job.

Therefore, these elite old tank crews have naturally become the most precious asset of the leadership division in Malashenko's eyes, and must be used with caution, and every effort must be made to reduce battlefield losses whenever possible.

Furthermore, anyway, my high-explosive bombs ignore kinetic energy attenuation. As long as they can hit at a distance of one meter or one thousand meters, the damage effect will be the same. I have enough tanks and the gunnery of the crew is superb enough. I can’t make the mistake of trying to improve. Then take such a big risk by hitting the target.

To take things a step further, even if the Germans mobilized those Black Panthers to rush towards you at high speed, I would still have some room to maneuver, so that I wouldn’t be immediately sidetracked. I could still use my firepower advantage to kill you in the middle of the charge. Fall off the horse.

No matter how you say it, not to close the distance is the best choice. Malashenko firmly believes in this and is confident.

But as a result, the Germans, who were already on the verge of collapse, were even more uncomfortable after they reversed and retreated, but their opponents kept their distance and pressed forward.

The depth of the battle is constantly shrinking, and there is no way to retreat. The opponent is still pressing forward step by step and advancing steadily.

Stop the car and fight, but you can’t beat it.

To rush forward is to seek death.

You turn around and run, you are attacked on three sides and there are bugs everywhere. Where the hell can you run and survive?

The iron wall encircling the circle that is constantly shrinking towards the center is the noose around Fasis's neck, and the speed of tightening is getting faster and faster, making Fasis more desperate and suffocating.

How many minutes and seconds are left before the final collapse and surrender?

Malashenko, who could no longer hold back a smile, held on to the trembling commander's periscope as the car swayed forward, keeping a close eye on the battlefield, taking in his eyes and heart the clumps of German troops that were shrinking and becoming more concentrated. Out of curiosity, this is definitely one of the most interesting questions worth taking a guess at right now.