My own war game

Chapter 183 The Useless Ribs after the Magic Change

"Iron Fist?" Goering was attracted by the name and came closer, but he was a little disappointed when he got closer.

What was placed there was an iron pipe that was only half a meter long, with something like a big mushroom head on the top of the pipe.

"How do we use this thing?" the Imperial Marshal casually asked the entourage around him.

As a result, no one responded for a while.

"How do you do this?" Goering asked again, this time with an unhappy tone in his voice.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Your Excellency brought this thing this morning and we are not familiar with it yet. The introduction information should be in..." The person in charge at the side replied in a trembling voice, and hurriedly flipped out a document.

"Oh, this is a single-soldier anti-armor weapon, with a total length of 800mm and a caliber of 50.8mm. It can be used..."

"I don't want to hear all these details. Anti-armor weapon? Does that mean it's used to attack tanks?" Goering held the iron pipe in one hand and felt that it was very light. It couldn't be connected with anti-tank weapon at all.

"Yes, sir, of course we can attack armored vehicles." The person next to him said cautiously.

"Okay, prepare the shooting range and let me see a test shot." The impatient Goering gave the order directly.

The attendants at the scene got busy and moved the entire set of weapons to a shooting range. After unpacking the box, they found a simple instruction manual for the weapons.

The sergeant in charge of the test read the text above: "Point the warhead toward the tank, aim with the mechanical sight, and fire horizontally. The distance should be..."

Within 26 meters? ! ! !

The sergeant's first reaction was that the other party had written it wrong, missing a zero. If an infantryman wanted to get within 30 meters of the tank, the other party would have to shoot several times with machine guns. How many people on the battlefield could do that? Moreover, a distance of more than 20 meters was not safe. What would the shooter do if the tank's ammunition depot exploded?
"What's wrong?" Goering, who was standing outside watching, asked impatiently.

"Sir, there seems to be something wrong with this distance. Attacking within 26 meters seems a bit too close. This is not safe."

"Humph!" Goering snorted heavily, puffed out his chest, and said in an arrogant tone, "In 1923, when the Führer and I were together, we only had a pistol and a dagger in our hands, but we were able to rush shoulder to shoulder towards the enemy with a submachine gun. But now you are worried about firing weapons from more than 20 meters away. Have the German young people become cowards?"

The hat was too big for the sergeant to bear. He lowered his head and said, "No, sir, we will start the test immediately."

The road was cleared and a captured early model T34 was placed in the center of the shooting range. This tank was now the main opponent of the Germans on the Eastern Front.

He carried the tube on his shoulder and aimed the warhead at the front armor of the tank. Because the distance was too close, the sergeant hardly needed to aim. He looked forward, gritted his teeth, and pressed the switch in his hand.

call! ! !
His shoulder seemed to be pushed by something, and he felt a burning sensation on his back, and then a small black dot flew towards the target in a slightly curved trajectory.

Goering, who was far away, felt his nose itchy at this moment. He took out a handkerchief with his hand, and then...

Aa ...

boom!!!!!!!!!!!
The explosion was accompanied by a huge airflow, which swept away the imperial marshal's handkerchief dozens of meters away.

In the smoke, the tank's 45mm sloped armor was torn apart like thin paper, forming a terrifying big hole. The entire tank seemed to be hollowed out by sharp claws, revealing the internal cockpit.

Bang! Something flew out and landed next to Goering, almost hitting him. Someone picked it up and found that it was a metal plate on the observation hole.

So powerful? ! !
The nerves of the fat imperial marshal were aroused.

Based on his twenty years of experience with the Führer, this weapon would definitely interest him. In fact, not only Goering, but even He Chi himself did not expect it to be so powerful.

The Type 30 Panzerfaust individual grenade in history was originally a very extreme weapon. The armor-piercing capability of the first generation product reached a terrifying 140 mm. This parameter was greater than the armor thickness of all Allied tanks in service at the time. In other words, the armor-piercing capability of the Panzerfaust was applicable to the entire series.

However, its shortcomings are also extremely serious. Unstable trajectory is only a minor problem. The biggest trouble is that the distance is too close. The 30-meter activation distance almost requires soldiers to rush to the tank for hand-to-hand combat and exchange their lives for results.

In terms of the degree of risking one's life, only the "Banzai Explosive Stick" of a certain East Asian country is slightly better.

After He Chi used "Christine's shorthand pen" to restore the Iron Fist's blueprint, he made its parameters even more extreme. Under the premise of increasing the amount of combat charge, the Iron Fist's armor-piercing capability has reached a terrifying 180 mm. The price that comes with it is that the attack distance is shortened to only 26 meters.

At this distance, not to mention being discovered by the tank, it is almost certain that they will not survive. Even if they successfully hit the target, the soldier firing the Iron Fist is at risk of being injured by the explosion.

But this is He Chi’s purpose. He completely turned a weapon that was already controversial into a "showpiece" that could only be used on the test field.

After all, the target won't fight back.

But this did not affect the amazing performance of the "Iron Fist" during the "performance". When the German marshal saw the parameter of "armor penetration thickness 180 mm", his eyes lit up.

"Call the weapons designer over here, I have something to ask him." Goering said to the people around him.

After a while, a researcher with an oriental face came over.

The others frowned when they saw the face of the person who came. It was well known that the marshal did not like non-Germanic people very much.

Sure enough, the moment Goering saw the other person, half of the enthusiasm on his face disappeared.

Fortunately, the other party was not a Jew. The fat marshal still managed to speak, "I heard that this is the weapon you designed in ten days?"

"No, sir, I have been developing this weapon for more than a year, but I only used it recently." The Oriental man bowed slightly and took a half step back.

"Oh why?"

"Because this is a substandard weapon."

? ? ! ! !

The Oriental man's shocking words attracted the attention of the people around him. They didn't know why this researcher wanted to belittle the invention that was already valued by the marshal.

"Unqualified weapons, do you want to humiliate my vision?" Goering had already clenched the marshal's cane in his hand.

"Sir, I didn't mean that." He Chi stood in front of Goering without being humble or arrogant.

"As you can see, this weapon can only be fired at a distance of more than 20 meters, which means it requires the user to have the courage to stand one-on-one in front of the tank."

"In other words, it is a weapon for the brave, and therefore it is not suitable for the Danish troops, whose soldiers are too cowardly."

The Oriental man paused and said, "But it would be most suitable to hand it over to the German army for use."

"Because it is the weapon of the brave."

(End of this chapter)