Chapter 670: I can't wear it

"Armor-piercing bullets, quick!" Pattifo shouted to his men.

A squad of six or eight people, two loaders squatted down quickly, the ammunition box had already been pried open with a crowbar, and they picked up a yellow-orange shell and stuffed it into the chamber.

"Boom." Reloaded!

"Attention, aim at the tallest Soviet new tank in front and prepare to fire!" Pattifo looked at each other with his own binoculars, giving orders and taking ranging.

Now, there are still 800 meters!

This kind of anti-tank gun has an effective firing range of more than two thousand meters, but in order to pursue accuracy, it is generally fired within a thousand meters, and now, in order to further pursue power, he has to lower the range requirements and wait until the other party gets closer!

Seven hundred meters, six hundred meters, five hundred meters.

"Fire!" Pattifo shouted loudly.

At this time, the Soviet tank on the opposite side was actually ready to fire, but the other side had no intention of doing so at all.

The defense line on this side is cleverly arranged, and it is not easy to distinguish it from the opposite side.

The entire defensive line consisted of a support zone, a main defense zone, a second defense zone, and a rear defense zone (the rear zone of Vyborg), and now they were in the support zone, where the fortifications were low and blended in with the surrounding natural environment such as bushes, and it was not easy for the other side to determine.

As long as once fired, it was different.

"Boom!" The gunner pulled the gun rope, and the entire gun body involuntarily shook backwards, and at the front muzzle, the fire was accumulating, and a 2.25 kg steel armored projectile flew out towards the opposite side at a speed of 823 meters per second!

The power of armor-piercing bullets is related to distance, the closer the distance, the higher the storage velocity, and the deeper the armor piercing.

However, the opponent is a tank after all, and it is impossible to get too close, otherwise, they may only be able to fire one shell and die under the crushing of the tracks of the opponent's tank.

The armor-piercing bullet flew towards the opposite side, and at this distance, it took almost half a second to accurately make close contact with the opponent's artillery shield.

"Boom!" The shells hit the main armor hard, and the cavity effect inside the turret made the sound of the collision louder, and everyone felt involuntary fear in their ears.

Yes, for tank crews, this sound means the arrival of death! You know, the tank is the grave of the tank crew!

"Stop advancing, target, five hundred meters ahead, azimuth directly ahead, a grenade." Before the others could recover from it, Commander Mirokov had already spoken.

Mirokov had a lot of confidence in his tanks, just like the tanks of the Germans, theirs would not be destroyed!

And the opponent's shooting exposed the position of the opponent's position, just now he saw it clearly, and now, with one shot on his side, he is going to kill this anti-tank gun position of the opponent!

His composure infected the whole car, the driver in front of him stepped on the brakes, the heavy tank stopped, and then, the loader loaded, the gun commander aimed, and after thirty-five seconds, the whole tank was heard with a loud roar.

76-mm shells, flying out of the muzzle, flew towards the anti-tank gun positions opposite!

"Boom!" At the muzzle of the gun, huge black smoke came out, and the entire turret was suddenly choked by the smell of gunsmoke.

"Damn, turn on the exhaust fan!" Mirokov shouted. There has always been a problem with the smoke extraction device in the chamber of the gun, and if several shots are fired in a row, the people in the turret will have to be smoked to death.

He shouted while continuing to stare at the target opposite, just now, he had been advancing, but he didn't fire, because he knew very well that their aim was very poor, and they definitely missed the target when they were far away, and now, it was only a distance of five hundred meters, so there should be no problem, right?

With their expectations, the 76-mm grenade hit exactly where the opponent had just opened fire.

"Boom!" The grenade exploded, lifting the bricks in front of the gun emplacement, scattering in all directions.

"Clear, move on!" Mirokov was quite satisfied, even if the anti-tank gun had not been killed, at least the artillery should have been almost killed.

The tracks swayed, and the tank continued to move forward.

Behind the defensive line, several artillerymen were panting, just a dozen meters away from them, and the gun position had just exploded.

Soviets, what madness! While cursing in their hearts, they looked at their own commander, the cannon commander Pattifo who volunteered to come, how wise he was!

As soon as the first shot was fired, Pattifo shouted, "Move to the second gun position, quick!" ”

Shift positions!

Snipers, the most touched, shoot a shot to change a place, that is a necessary step to survive, a little careless, is the Grim Reaper.

But now, instead of rifles, they operate cannons!

When fighting, it is necessary to listen to the command, this is the basic condition, and at the same time as Pattifo finished shouting, two loaders, one of whom carried a box of shells, withdrew towards the second gun position.

Several others, according to their previous training, quickly pushed the anti-tank guns and shifted their positions.

Yes, a few people can quickly move positions!

This 50mm anti-tank gun, inheriting the advantages of the previous 37mm anti-tank gun, is quite lightweight, the weight of the bare gun is only 700 kg, and the bracket is less than 1 ton.

Two people pulled the legs, two people pushed the gun wheel, two people pushed the shield, and so this anti-tank gun was quickly pushed out of the gun position and transferred to the second gun position next to it.

At the same time, this half a minute has already turned them around, and the tank guns of the Soviets have opened fire!

Pattifo was not proud or discouraged, he continued to use his telescope to look at the rumbling tank opposite, and it was obvious that his own shells could not penetrate the opponent.

However, you can't give up because you can't break through, since you can't break through, then just get closer! If 500 meters is not enough, then 300 meters!

On this side of the line, the Finnish infantry are waiting, they will not abandon their positions, if the anti-tank guns do not work, they will kill the opponent's tanks even with anti-tank grenades and Molotov cocktails!

The machine gunners, already ready, wait until the infantry behind the opposing side is within the kill range, and then open fire fiercely! Even if they were then killed by the tanks of the Soviets, they would not be afraid!

"Boom!" At a distance of three hundred meters, the 50-mm anti-tank gun opened fire again, but, under the watchful eye of Pattivore, the shell accurately hit the hull of the opponent, but it still did not penetrate!

Can't wear it, can't wear it!