"Comrade Commander, the German tanks' observation and targeting equipment is probably far more advanced than ours. Otherwise, there is no way they could hit our tanks from such a great distance!" Colonel Karnovsky, commander of the Russian 1st Guards Motorized Rifle Division, said with an ugly expression.
Major General Chekhov nodded. Before committing their troops to battle, they had already expected that they might not be a match for the German Armored Forces. But now, it seemed the German Armored Forces were even more formidable than they had anticipated! This was undoubtedly terrible news for them. It also meant that they would likely find it difficult to defeat the German military in this battle. Or rather, they were about to lose.
On the battlefield, the German Tiger-Panther tanks were still slaughtering Russian tanks.
Boom!
A Panther tank's 75mm Tank Cannon fired. A rapidly moving Russian BT-7 tank was blasted into a fireball by a single shell. With only 15mm of frontal armor, the BT-7 fast tank was even less well defended than a German armored vehicle.
"God! Do these Russian tanks have nothing but a thin sheet of iron for armor? This is simply unbelievable!"
"Who knows? I really pity those Russian armored troops. This war is simply too unfair for them."
During a lull in the fighting, the driver and mechanic of a Panther tank were chatting.
"Enough, shut up! We're in the middle of a battle!" the Tank Commander snapped.
The Tank Commander likewise believed that these Russian tanks were vulnerable to a single blow. But on the battlefield, even the slightest carelessness was unacceptable. If their tank were penetrated by an enemy Armor-piercing Shell, the entire crew could be wiped out.
The Tank Commander poked his head out of the tank and searched for suitable targets through