Chapter 506： Soldiers must be bloody

It is simply a shame to miss a shot!

Being shot in the back is even more a shame, and now, these shame has been carried by the British Third Armored Brigade.

Most of the tanks did not fire. They were destroyed before they got close enough to hit the target accurately, so they did not fire at all.

When the collapse began, many tanks were destroyed from behind.

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

If you want to fight, fight to the end! If you don't fight, you can simply retreat before making contact. Your cruise tank has a fairly high speed, enough to throw away your opponent.

But now, they are in a dilemma, and the 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's heart completely distressed, and he was determined to use his sacrifice to save more tank troops.

In fact, he didn't think about other factors. Equipment is not omnipotent, but it is absolutely impossible without good equipment. For example, their tanks now have obvious disadvantages, that is, the firepower of their main guns!

It's a pity that the team had long since collapsed. Without a radio, he couldn't command well by relying on semaphores.

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

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

Here, Meyer had already noticed the brave captain, and now, seeing the opponent rushing up without fear of death, Meyer also admired it in his heart. Soldiers admire bloodliness most.

"Fire!" George shouted to his gunner.

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

After hearing his command, the gunner stood in the turret, supported the gun **** with his shoulder, and then pressed the firing button.

"Boom! Bang!" Their tank gun fired. Yes, this type of tank gun fired in bursts.

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

However, this gun is an improvement from an infantry gun. It is not a high-low machine structure, but a simple shoulder device.

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

This is simply used to make fun of it. This type of gun was the main British anti-tank gun in the early days of World War II. It was not until the 6-pound tank gun was finalized that it was considered to have replaced it.

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

In the era of the muzzle gun, the caliber of the gun that hits the ball with the corresponding pound weight was called the pound gun. Now, there is no correspondence between the weight of the shells and the caliber of the artillery, but the stubborn and rigid British still hold on to tradition and do not let go, and still use the standards of the premuzzle era to measure modern artillery.

The number of pounds at this time has long been unable to correspond to it. It is just a synonym for caliber. The current 2-pounder gun has a 40mm caliber, a 6-pounder gun has a 57mm caliber, and a 17-pounder gun has a 76.2mm caliber.

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

They played the opponent in front, of course the Panther 3 tank.

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

But then, there is no more.

The turret of the tilted armored Panther 3 tank, leaning on the oblique angle, had already sent the flying 40mm armor-piercing projectile to the bomb, leaving only a small pit less than 5mm thick in the armor.

This was only the first one, then, the second, the third, a total of five armor-piercing rounds, all hit the armor.

Some were bombed, and some continued to drill inside. Unfortunately, the hard and excellent molybdenum alloy armored steel abruptly blocked it, and it only advanced more than 20 millimeters before stopping.

The last one hit the weld.

The armor plates are separated. Countries where the technology is not good use rivets to directly rivet the tank body, while the advanced technology, such as Germany, has begun to use welding technology.

Then, if the weld is not closed, the weld is the weakest place.

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

The Panther 3 tank was unharmed, and at this time, its muzzle had been lowered, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed towards George's tank.

"Boom!" A fire came out of the muzzle, black smoke above the fire, and the front end of the fire, 88 mm armor-piercing shells, flew quickly!

Time seems to be frozen in this moment.

Captain George's pupils were dilated, and in front of his eyes, there appeared the fire-breathing muzzle and the flying armor-piercing projectile, all of which seemed to be able to be caught by him.

"boom!"

George's tank was destroyed.

"Brigade commander!" The several tanks that rushed up were extremely angry. The commander shouted loudly: "Take revenge for the brigade commander!"

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

"Yuanlang." The loader opened the gun door and stuffed a new shell.

The gun commander took aim quickly, and now the distance between the two sides was close to 200 meters. At this distance, without the commander reporting any data, the gun commander could hit the target.

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

"No good, dud!" the gunmaster shouted loudly.

Duds, this is the voice that all gunners don't want to hear, but now, it appears in their car.

The shell has been loaded, but it has not been fired. This is a dud bomb. Every artilleryman needs to know how to eliminate dud bombs, but now, there is no time to do it.

Because now, still on the battlefield in full swing!

At this time, the opposing Covenant tanks were still moving up quickly, and the distance between the two sides had been shortened to 100 meters.

Due to the depression angle of the artillery, the distance is too close and shooting is also very difficult. The stalker behind wanted to make up for the gun, but was blocked by the Panther 3 tank in front.

"Crash!" Meyer shouted loudly.