In the Cambrai area, a battle between armored units began.

It can be said that the two sides met on a narrow road.

The British army's attack was very fast, their tactics were still very backward, and in front of the advance, they did not know how to deploy scouts and conduct reconnaissance in advance, which was simply a reckless march.

On the German side, it was because they were not attacking at all, their tank companies were just accepting reluctant escort missions, and in this way, they did not send scouts.

When they found each other, they had no choice but to collide with each other like this.

If you look at it quantitatively, a German tank company against a tank brigade of the other side is not like a close battle in any case, but in battle, you can't simply compare the quantity, but also the quality!

The diesel engine rumbled in the back, and Meyer was in his Panther 3 tank, looking at the sight with hopeful eyes, and now, the biggest problem was that he couldn't measure the distance accurately.

How to measure the distance was one of the most common technical problems of German tankers, and it became clear to them in the sights, according to the magnification, according to the length and width of the target.

But now, they don't know the model of the opponent's tank, and they don't know how wide the opponent's tank is, so now, Meyer can only estimate and calculate, turn the steering wheel on the sight, estimate the width of the opponent, and first proceed according to 2.4 meters.

In this case, the distance should be a thousand meters, and it's time to fire a shot, try.

"Attention, prepare for a test launch." Meyer shouted.

Hearing his words, the driver in front immediately stepped on the brakes, and the huge Panther tank, suddenly stopped, and followed, the 88-mm tank gun, with a loud bang.

"Boom!" The smoke machine in the turret was humming, and there was still a smell of gunpowder smoke waving throughout the turret, and Meyer couldn't help but choke and stared at the opposing tank.

There is no hit, before the impact point, which means that the distance you have estimated is wrong.

How wide is the other side?

Well, try it by 2.6 meters.

Meyer gritted his teeth and continued to give orders to his gun commander, at this distance, there is no need to worry about the opponent's return fire, after all, looking at the small tank gun carried on the opponent's turret, you know that it is definitely not an order of magnitude with your own side, and the other party will not tear your own armor.

"Boom!" The second shot went off again, Meyer gritted his teeth and looked at his shell, and it flew again, not right!

Continue to expand, according to the estimate of 2.8 meters!

At this time, the other party is still advancing, if it is estimated at 2.8 meters, then the current distance is only one thousand meters.

"Attention, at a distance of a thousand meters, deviate from a dense position to the left, fire!" Meyer shouted loudly.

"The tank crews of the Germans are all bluffs, don't be afraid!" Sitting on his turret, George exposed half of his body despite the imminent battle.

He looked at the opponent's armored soldiers, who were 13,400 meters away, and opened fire, firing two shots in a row, but they didn't hit their own side, especially the first shell, which was a hundred meters away from their own queue!

With false rumors, they were all frightened by the Germans, saying that the Germans could shoot accurately from a distance of a thousand meters, this is pure nonsense.

Actually, the Germans are not that good at all.

Now you know, there's nothing to be afraid of.

"Rush up, and we'll fire again at a distance of five hundred meters." George shouted loudly.

The opponent's tank guns are tall and mighty, so what's the use? Accuracy must be taken care of, so a distance of 500 meters is a must, beyond this distance, it is a waste of shells!

In particular, the main gun of their tank was a 2-pounder tank gun, which was the most successful anti-tank gun from 36 years, and then it was improved to the tank and became a tank gun.

If you look at it from the point of view of firepower, it must be outdated, and now, the rear is rapidly developing a 6-pounder gun, but unfortunately it has not been finalized, so they can only carry this small cannon for the time being.

If you want to penetrate the German tanks, you can only step forward and get closer.

Moreover, as can be seen from here, the tanks of the Germans, only a few Panther tanks, and the rest, all of which have never been seen before, do not look so powerful, and should be easier to deal with, as long as the first few Panther tanks are knocked out, and those tanks in the back are their own appetizers.

Quick, speed up!

Now, George has fully adapted to this atmosphere of the battlefield.

"Boom!" At this moment, the other party opened fire for the third time!

This time, 88-mm shells flew exactly at the tank at the front!

Still didn't aim, but this time it was measured too much, plus the opponent accelerated, so the actual impact point should be behind the tank.

If it goes well, this Covenanter tank could have dodged it intact, and the shells would have grazed its top, but now, on its turret, there were people!

"Bang!" As if a balloon had been burst, the body of the tank commander was hit by an 88-mm tank shell at a speed of more than 800 meters per second!

If you can play back in slow motion, you can see that first of all, the hood at the tip of the warhead hit the commander's chest, and the hood was slightly deformed, but the commander's body, centered on this impact point, radiated outward, what flew out? Flesh and blood, of course!

This point was first shattered, and then the other parts, under the pull, were all crushed, turning into pieces of minced meat, flying in all directions, a small amount of minced meat, stained with the warhead, and the warhead, after flying, was surrounded by a space formed by flesh and blood, just like the tires of a car driving by, splashing water.

It's so domineering!

Time, in fact, is measured in milliseconds, so that the other tankers have not yet reacted, their commander, the upper half of the body, is gone, and the lower half of the body, which has lost its vitality, falls into the turret, and blood is gurgling out.

"Ahh

"It's flying again." Meyer was depressed for a while, but this time it was a little shorter, indicating that the width of the opponent's tank was almost estimated by himself, smaller than 2.8 meters, about 2.78 meters!

"Attention, the width of the opponent's tank, 2.78 meters." Meyer shouted over the radio, the test shot was complete, and the width of the other party was confirmed!

Now it's a battle, you don't need to know the width of the side, you just need to know the width of the front, and below, use accurate artillery fire to welcome the British!