Panzer IV

"God! This broken grenade!" The squad leader complained, and then took out the last "Type 1" anti-tank grenade.

But before the squad leader threw it again, a Republican soldier spotted the squad leader. He picked up his rifle and aimed at the squad leader.

But before he could shoot, a bullet from 400 meters away accurately hit his head.

"Damn it! Hoffman, I love you!" The squad leader who escaped was overjoyed, and hurriedly threw a grenade at T-26 again.

"Hit! Must hit!" Looking at the "Type 1" grenade in the air, the squad leader murmured a prayer.

The goddess of luck finally stood on the side of the German army this time. After a short flight, the "Type 1" grenade accurately hit the front armor of the T-26.

With only 15mm main armor, the T-26 light tank with thin skin and big stuffing can't resist the frontal hit of the "Type 1 anti-tank grenade" with 80~100mm armor piercing ability.

With a violent explosion, the T-26 flew into the sky with a group of Republican soldiers beside it.

"I must write to the head of state when I go back this time." The squad leader muttered, "This grenade almost killed me!"

Soon, the soldiers behind the squad leader saw that the squad leader had succeeded, and soon they all ran to the squad leader's side, and then rushed to the Republican Army's position together with the squad leader.

There were no more living people in this ruin. The violent explosion ignited the ammunition in the tank. After a series of sacrificial explosions, there was only a piece of minced meat and a lump of scrap iron burning.

"Guys! Search the formation! Let's move on!"

In the other direction, a German tank platoon of four No. 4 medium tanks was slowly advancing.

As the most cutting-edge medium tank in Germany, the No. 4 tank is much better than the active No. 3 tank in terms of firepower and armor.

Although the Panzer IV's performance is not as good as the planned Panther Panther 5, Lyon still plans to have a large number of Panzer IVs in the next two years. "type heavy tanks, together with a small number of improved light tanks of the third type (for reconnaissance), form a strong German armored force.

The reason why Lyon understands that the No. 4 tank will be replaced by the Leopard tank after all, and it needs a large amount of equipment are mainly for two reasons. First, the No. 4 tank is powerful enough to crush all advanced and even in the next few years. All medium tanks, two It is the No. 4 tank chassis that has a huge modification space. When it has to be replaced in the future, a large number of No. 4 tanks can be converted into other armored vehicles such as bridge tanks, No. 4 assault guns, self-propelled artillery, and ammunition transport vehicles.

"Witman, pay attention to the 9 o'clock direction, I always feel something is wrong in that straw field." The platoon leader's voice came from the earphones.

"Car No. 4 understands!" Wittmann replied, then he adjusted the angle of the commander's periscope and carefully searched the straw field.

"Wall." Wittman patted his gunner and said, "Leave the turret a little to the left. If there is anything in there, at our current angle, it may be penetrated."

"Understood, boss." Wall nodded, then turned the turret 60° to the left.

"Boss, how could we possibly be penetrated?" Loader Joseph said with a smile, "This is the No. 4 tank. It's much stronger than the No. 3 tank we drove before."

Before Wittmann could speak, driver Jurgen Schmidt retorted: "Joseph, you have to know that no matter how thickly armored a tank is, it will be penetrated one day. Listen to the boss."

"Yes, that's the truth." Wittman smiled and agreed with Schmidt.

"Bah!" A loud noise rang out suddenly, and the side armor of the No. 4 tank numbered "413", which was driving in front of Wittmann, burst into flames, and the whole tank vibrated violently, and then Turn off the flame.

"I knew that there were ghosts in the rice fields!" The platoon leader's voice appeared in the earphones again, "Car No. 3! Car No. 3! How are you?"

Tank 413 did not answer.

"Damn, all the tanks rush down, and they will only be called one by one if they stay on it!" the platoon leader ordered.

"Schmidt! Schmidt! Steer, rush in!" Wittmann ordered quickly, "Wall, adjust the turret!"

However, before Schmidt adjusted his direction and rushed down the paddy field, an armor-piercing projectile hit the side of the turret.

"Ding!" With a sharp sound, the tank vibrated violently.

"Damn, have we been penetrated?" yelled Varna Iregan, the electromechanical operator and front-mounted gunner sitting in front of the car.

"No! No! If you are penetrated, can you still speak?" Wittmann said calmly, "Schmidt, check the running gear!"

"No problem." Schmidt replied loudly after steering the car a few times.

"Keep going!"

The tank rushed down the paddy field following Wittmann's order, and Wall maneuvered the turret to traverse left and right within a small angle to ensure that he could aim at the fastest speed when the enemy appeared.

The turret of the No. 4 tank in this life is equipped with a turret rotating electric motor. Driven by the motor, it only takes 15 seconds for the No. 4 tank turret to rotate 360°, which is 10 seconds faster than the previous life.

Although the No. 4 tank commander's periscope in this life has been modified, the field of vision is much better than that of the previous life, but in this environment, it is still impossible to observe the specific position of the enemy. In desperation, Wittmann had to open it. The hatch stood up and stuck his head out of the turret to observe.

As soon as he stuck his head out, he found an anomaly in the front left of himself - a piece of straw was missing there, and from Wittmann's point of view, there seemed to be a hole there.

"At 11 o'clock, a distance of 50 meters! Schmidt, stop! Adjust the angle of the Voll turret! Joseph, pull out the armor-piercing shell and replace it with a high-explosive shell." Wittman ordered loudly.

Suddenly, a Wehrmacht soldier stood up at the spot where Wittmann had discovered, with a gun in his hand, aiming at Wittmann whose head was sticking out.

"Damn it!" Wittman was so frightened that he hurriedly shrank back, "Open the gun, there are indeed people there!"

"Boom!" The No. 414 tank under Wittmann's seat trembled again, but this time it was not hit, but fired a 75mm high-explosive shell.

The 75mm artillery shell accurately landed on the target area, setting off a large piece of dirt, three Republican soldiers mixed in the dirt, and a pile of steel parts.

Seeing that the soldier who had just aimed at him was already in the sky, Wittmann ordered Schmidt to start the tank, drive towards that place, and then stuck his head out again.

"This should be a Soviet-made 45mm anti-tank gun." Wittman said, looking at the barrels in the pile of parts on the ground.

"It's too close to us. Fortunately, we put it at a certain angle, otherwise it would definitely be broken down."

"By the way, what about Car No. 3?" Varna Iregan thought of the poor No. 3 car.

Just when Wittmann wanted to say some condolences, the voice of the commander of the No. 3 tank came over the radio: "God, what happened?"

"You haven't been penetrated?" the platoon leader asked in surprise.

"Obviously not, otherwise how can I speak?"

"Oh, then you have to thank the designer of the No. 4 tank." The platoon leader glanced at the No. 3 car parked on the road through the periscope, "It seems that the inclined armor plays a role, by the way, can your car still move? ?"

After a while of silence, the voice of the third commander came: "No, it can't be ignited."

"It wasn't penetrated, but it broke down. Well, I have to report this problem when I go back." The platoon leader took out a small notebook and wrote it down, and then said, "Okay, the No. 3 car will stay in place and wait for the follow-up troops. Others Car, let's move on, we have Barcelona ahead, and we're not far from victory!"