Chapter 1121: The First Division Commander to Die in Battle

"Quick, start!" Chernyaev jumped into his tank and shouted to his men.

Now, all the people are retreating in a panic, only Chernyaev's own direct guards, which are normal, seeing that the situation is urgent, no longer hesitate, jump into their tanks and start a hasty battle.

Just as the commander of an aviation division must be able to fly an airplane, the commander of a tank division must also be a tank soldier.

The engine in the back, there was a popping sound of compressed air, and the T-34 tank could use three ways: electric start, compressed air start and traction start, of which the compressed air start method was the most commonly used.

With the sound of the compressed air starter, the engine made a tom-tom sound, and puffs of black smoke came out, and the tank engine was started.

The amount of oil has bottomed out, but they must fight, fight to the last drop of oil!

"Armor-piercing shells, reload!" With the start of the engine, the hydraulic system of the tank began to work, and on the orders of Chernyaev, the gun commander on the side, bent down to carry the shells from behind.

Yes, it's all his job.

The T-34 tank is a medium tank, and the interior space is not rich, so the turret of this 76-mm tank gun can only have two people inside, the commander and the gun commander.

You can't let the commander carry the shells, right? So the gun commander is the loader.

This situation was not until later improved to the T-34-85, and the enlarged turret seat was crammed into three people.

In order to make the cast turret have a good bulletproof appearance, the internal turret space of this tank is quite limited, which objectively leads to the integration of the tasks of the gun commander and the loader.

After reloading the shells, the gunner put his eyes on the sights, and in the darkness he found that he could not see anything clearly.

Generally speaking, tank battles broke out during the day, for the simple reason that aiming at night was quite difficult, and all the shells fired had to be wasted.

But why did the Germans hit so accurately?

"Forward, forward!" Chernyaev continued to give orders, and the driver in front of him started the tank, met the retreating crowd of his side, and went up.

There are not many tanks from the other side at all, only a few, and the entire tank division was actually defeated by a few tanks of the other side, which is simply intolerable!

Behind Chernyaev, several other tanks, along with them, charged forward, and they went against the German tanks.

"Finally one." De Gale excitedly shouted: "Attention, two hundred meters ahead, T-34 tank, fire!" ”

Night vision devices have long been equipped in large quantities in the German army, and everyone can handle them skillfully, especially tank crews.

At a distance of 200 meters, even the people on the other side can see it clearly, and the outline of the tank is even more eye-catching.

"Understood." The gunner's voice was not high, he took aim intently, shook his hand twice, and then stepped on the trigger.

"Boom!" 88-mm shells, heading for the opposite side.

The distance was so close that almost instantly, one of the opposite tanks could be seen to be blown up, and the opposing tanks were on fire, illuminating several tanks around them.

"Just 200 meters ahead, fire!" Chernyaev shouted loudly, one of the tanks next to him was hit, it did not affect his command, he had already seen the light of fire coming from the place where the fire was fired in front, and the other side was there!

"Boom!" A tongue of fire came out of the 76-mm barrel, and blunt-nosed armor-piercing shells flew towards the opposite side.

This shell is tracer, and it can be seen with a graceful arc that hits the Panther tank in front!

But it didn't work.

The frontal armor of the Panther 3 tank withstood the fire of the 76mm tank gun, and this time it was hit, which made De Gale even more angry.

"Fire, kill him!" De Gale shouted loudly, and now, he simply stopped and shot at the other party!

"Boom!" 88 mm tank gun, played again.

The three-man system in the turret is the most reasonable division of labor. The gunner only aims and shoots, and loading the shells is a manual task that must be manned by a special person.

Now, with an interval of less than ten seconds, the Panther 3 tank here has once again completed its pre-firing preparations.

Then the gun commander opened fire, and in the light of the blown up tank, the other tanks were too clear that they could be seen without low-light night vision devices.

An 88-mm armor-piercing projectile, piercing through the dark sky, smashed accurately into the turret of the T-34.

When this voice came, it meant death for the people inside the turret!

"Quick, shoot!" At this time, Chernyaev was still giving orders to his subordinates, and the gun commander was working hard to move the shells, and the 76-mm shells were more than a dozen kilograms, and it was also very laborious to move.

As soon as the cannonball was stuffed in, the huge impact sound stimulated everyone's eardrums, and the cannonball in the gunner's hand did not hold it steadily, and all of a sudden, it fell below and hit his feet, and he wanted to scream in pain, but his life ended here.

The armor-piercing shell drilled in and passed through the gun commander's body, bringing a stream of heat that detonated the shell below.

Chernyaev's mind was blank at this time, although it was only a fraction of a second, he didn't think about anything, it was completely blank.

"Boom!" The explosion of the shell inside killed several people in the tank instantly. Chernyaev walked without any pain, and at the same time, he was also meaningful, he was by far the highest rank and position in the Soviet Red Army.

The colonel, the division commander, has died under the German tanks!

The entire 20th Tank Division was in a panic, although the Volenne Assault Brigade had few numbers and few tanks, but they turned the Soviets' tank forces upside down.

On the infantry fighting vehicles, they were even more enjoyable, and the infantrymen held 6.8 mm submachine guns in their hands, and through the shooting holes, they continued to shoot outside, killing those fleeing Soviet soldiers.

They were on the position of the Soviets, and after tossing for more than ten minutes, the main force of the Viking division finally came up.

General Felix Steiner, sitting on one of his Tiger tanks, looked at the Soviet troops in a panic in the distance, he was also surprised in his heart, he didn't expect that one of his forward Panzergrenadier brigades could beat the other side like this!

Now, the time is just right, so what are you waiting for?

"The whole division charges!" The figure of General Felix was transmitted to every combat vehicle by radio, the commander looked into the distance with his eyes like a torch, the gun commander stared at the sights, ready to fire at any time, and the driver had already stepped on the accelerator to the end and rushed forward with a roar!