Chapter 408: Armored Collision (1)

Tanks rumbled and roared through crater-ridden fields, and on a nearly 10-kilometer-long front, four regiments of German tanks had already taken up an offensive position. 474 Bobcats and 65 Snow Wolves formed a dense and vast vanguard lineup, and its queue was strict and orderly, showing the solid quality of the grassroots soldiers. Behind the tank, half-tracks and wheeled personnel carriers were scattered like stars. Looking down from the air, the dense armored vehicles on the ground looked particularly strong and majestic, as if the battle had not yet broken out, and it had already been announced who was the ultimate victor.

On the other hand, although the French army was still gathering, the size of its mechanized vehicles also caused the pupils of the German scouts to constrict. 351 Hatch Cars-35 and 272 Soma-35s kicked up a cloud of dust and gradually formed a wide battle formation of steel, while 114 AMR heavy armored vehicles were deployed, armed with two heavy machine guns capable of slaughtering infantry.

This corps is all three of the most elite mechanized divisions in France, and compared to the four armored divisions formed later, they are far superior to those who are younger in terms of equipment and training. The French command sent this force as the vanguard, with the intention of using their strength to contain the advance of the German army.

In another world, the largest tank battle is widely considered to be the Battle of Prokhorovka in 1943. However, as early as three years ago, the German and French armies had already broken out in Belgium in a fierce collision with a total number of tanks exceeding 1,000. It was only because Guderian's breakthrough at the Maas River immediately after that attracted everyone's attention, and because the Allies were ashamed to mention the defeat of the year after the war, that little was known about the battle.

In fact, the battle in Belgium also played an important role in the whole situation. It caused the French command to focus on the north for another two days, and completely failed to alert the crisis from the middle of the front in time.

The tracks rolled over the uneven gravel and dirt, and on the east side of the battlefield, the German tank groups took the lead in launching a full-line attack on the enemy. As far as the steel chariot could reach, the earth seemed to shake, and the cold barrels of the black guns pointed proudly forward, ready to spit out deadly fire at any moment. As a product of the need for blitzkrieg, both the Bobcat and the Snow Wolf have good maneuvers above the horizontal line, and at this time they move at full speed through the field, forming an unstoppable spirit like the roar of thousands of lions and tigers!

"For Germany! Chariot Forward (Panzervor)! In a Bobcat tank numbered 231, Ensign Poult of the Panzer Corps shouted orders to the four tanks under his command through the on-board radio, and although the noise in the car was deafening, the high-pitched and loud response of the crowd was still clearly heard on the radio. Boult's eyes were resolute, and his heart burned with fighting spirit and bitter hatred for the French. It was this despicable and shameless enemy who brutally poisoned the German nation with the tyrannical and harsh "Treaty of Versailles" and committed the heinous sin of common anger of man and God; I joined the army for 7 years and practiced my combat skills day and night, just to let them pay off their blood debts today!

"Revenge! Revenge! In the roar of the engine, Poulter's blood gradually boiled, and he couldn't help but howl loudly.

With a roar, Boulter pushed the top cover of the commander's command tower on the top of the turret open, poking out half of his head to observe the situation ahead. In front of you is a relatively flat area, and the presence of gentle slopes and mounds makes the battlefield not turn into a simple plane collision. Looking into the distance, something faint had appeared about 3 kilometers ahead, and although no scope was used, Boulter was able to conclude that it was a French tank.

Boulter glanced around at the terrain and suddenly his eyes lit up. About 1.5 kilometers to the left front, there is a small mound that rises abruptly, which provides excellent cover for tanks and makes it difficult for the enemy to detect and destroy. What's more advantageous is that as long as a group of tanks is deployed behind the gentle slope of 200 meters to its right, it can form crossfire on the front, and if the French tanks dare to come, all of them will become prey under the German guns!

After deciphering the situation, Poulter did not hesitate and immediately gave orders to his troops by radio. The four tanks went to the gentle slope on the right to assemble and stand by, while their flag cars went straight to the mound in front of the left, waiting for an opportunity to give the French tanks a head-on blow. After using the on-board radio, Boulter immediately drilled his head out of the commander's conning tower and manipulated the MG34 machine gun on the top of the turret to watch out for the movement ahead. You must know that the best place to see inside the entire tank is the command port, and Poulter cannot relax his vigilance around him for a moment.

Now Boult is very envious of the commanders of those snow wolf tanks. They all have a dedicated 5th person communicator to operate the radio and also act as a co-gunner, and the commander only needs to concentrate on observing the situation and directing the crew. Like the Bobcat tank he is riding in now, there are only 4 crew members, and the commander often cares about one or the other during the battle, either forgetting to operate the radio or neglecting to observe and judge the surrounding environment, which has already appeared in pieces during the Polish campaign last year. Although a skilled commander can play two roles with repeated practice, it will also cause the commander's energy to be consumed at an accelerated rate, causing him to not be able to hold on for too long.

However, the tank's indicators were very satisfying to Boult, including its mobility. Powered by a 160-horsepower engine, the 12-ton vehicle could maintain a speed of 24 km/h even off-road, and in five minutes, Boult's tank reached its intended position. Looking ahead through the gun mirrors, a large number of French tanks are slowly moving forward through the ridges thousands of miles away: these tanks look like big ducks, and their relatively high and narrow hulls are equipped with a small and delicate turret, which looks quite funny.

"How can the French run so slowly?" Poulter was taken aback when he saw this, and then joy appeared from the corner of his mouth. Judging from the current situation, he has seized the favorable terrain, although he can drive a few hundred meters further to start a battle with the opposing tanks, but now it is obviously more advantageous to wait for the French to rush over. Under Boulter's orders, the loader inserted a 50-mm armor-piercing round into the chamber and latched the bolt, while the gunner targeted the front H-35 (Hatch Cash) and repeatedly corrected the parameters in preparation for firing.

1 km ...... 800 m ...... Poulter stared intently at his distant target, his hands quietly clenched into fists. At this time, the artillery on the battlefield gradually intensified, and the German tanks that were rushing quickly around had already engaged the French, if the enemy in front of him turned forward to support, then he could only give up the ambush and choose to attack head-on. However, to Boult's surprise, the French tanks drove straight towards them as if nothing had happened. Surprised, of course, Boult did not show any relents, and when the enemy advanced to within 500 meters, he immediately shouted and gave the order to open fire.

"Boom!" With a loud bang, the hull of the car shook suddenly, and the armor-piercing shells weighing more than 2kg shot out like a thunderbolt and flew rapidly to the French tank in front. Half a second later, Poulter, who had observed the trajectory, smiled, the shell was bound to hit the target, and there would be another weighty record in his battle book. However, after only a few moments, his smile stiffened: the French tank had not emitted any smoke after it had been hit, and not only that, but it had rotated its turret a few seconds later, as if searching for the location of the attacker.

Boult's eyes widened, and the 50-mm shells failed to destroy the opponent? In an instant he ordered three more rapid fires, and the gunner and loader immediately moved as quickly as if they were wound up. In just ten seconds, three explosions of thunder were raging in Boulter's ears. The smoke from the burning charge poured into the turret, causing all four of them to retch, nausea and splitting headaches. Boulter endured the discomfort and looked intently, only to see that the French tank had only been blown off its tracks, and there was still no fire on the hull, and smoke appeared from the hole.

"After reversing in second gear and returning to the bunker, use ...... Ahem...... Tungsten core sub-caliber armor-piercing projectile! Poulter struggled to open his mouth to the loader while raising his left foot and kicking the driver's back twice, because the engine inside the tank was so noisy that the driver sitting in front of the hull could barely hear the commander's voice, so the commander had to use this method to convey the marching instructions. Boult realized that the three rounds of fire just now must have exposed his position to the French troops, and now he had to withdraw a wave first, and then look for an opportunity to strike at the enemy.

The engine vibrated and drove the tank back slowly, while the loader pulled out a long rod-shaped ammunition from the side rear, with a ring-mounted stock and a slender body as thin as a thumb, which was very different from the normal cylindrical cone-tipped shell. It was a weapon issued by the German Panzers that only elite tank crews had, and the body was made of extremely hard tungsten metal, designed to deal with heavily armored targets. According to tests, this type of shell can penetrate 70 mm homogeneous steel placed at 30 degrees at a distance of 500 meters, which is 60% higher than ordinary armor-piercing shells (AP); As the distance closes, the penetration of tungsten core sub-caliber armor-piercing projectiles (APCR) will increase dramatically.

In the past Polish campaign, the Bobcat tank swept through the Polish armored forces, and the 5 APCRs issued to the Boulter crew by the superiors were useless. And now, the battle with the French has just begun, and Boult will have to use one of the shots. Although he had another option at the moment, which was to rush forward and fight the French in close quarters, Boulter chose to play it safe.

Poulter thought very clearly, although the APCR bullet is precious, it is also a weapon to be used, and since it is equipped, there is no reason to put it aside. Not to mention, as the distance closes, it will also become easier for French tanks to penetrate the armor of German tanks. Although the Bobcat's defense was extremely satisfying to Boult, in the absence of an unknown enemy, a blind advance was undoubtedly a reckless man's act!

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