Chapter 20: The Punishment of Revelation

  December 12, 1960. In the northwestern part of Moscow, at the Arkhangelsk Tank Factory, not long after the exhibition of a new type of iron hammer tank, another tank known as "Invincible" to the outside world was once again unveiled - the T-34 III style tank.

  Let's not talk about the performance of this tank for now. The size of this newly produced tank alone has shocked everyone!

  Is this a tank? This is clearly a warship, okay!!!!!

  Filled with domineering momentum, ink green paint job, twin-linked 125mm dragon cannon, three-story high giant body, front and rear dual-placed high-performance engine, 4 wide alloy tracks.

  The strongest war monster in Soviet history has appeared!!

  Although the Soviet people were skeptical of the new tank, the overwhelming advantage that the T-34 showed in the war against the Allies later surprised everyone.

  From the autumn of 1964 when they launched an attack on NATO, to the summer of '65. The number of Allied tanks destroyed by the Apocalypse tank had reached a staggering figure of over 4000! And the number of their own losses was 0!!!!

  In the world-renowned Polish campaign, the T-34 tank achieved a stunning record of defeating 200 Allied Guardian tanks with just 5 T-34 tanks!

  And this battle also made the Allies put the seemingly ridiculous question of 'how to deal with a Doomsday tank' on the table for the first time.

  Although the T-34 tank has become the most feared weapon in the Allied forces' ranking, it is still the tool that the Soviet people are most proud of.

  This is largely thanks to an early Soviet animated film "They Are Not Allies". Through this cartoon, the T-35 tank has evolved in people's consciousness from a fearsome war monster into a great plow for the Soviet people to open up new lands!

  But with advantages there must be disadvantages, as time went on, the T-55 also gradually exposed some of its weaknesses.

  First of all, this big guy's speed is too slow! Not to mention how many opportunities will be missed on the battlefield due to this problem. Firstly, with its huge body, it also has a terrifying weight! The massive body weighing 200 tons makes Soviet highways completely unbearable. Similarly, these guys can't even get on trains. As a result, these guys can't be deployed at any time, otherwise, just the highway maintenance fees of local governments would make the military go bankrupt.

  Then there were only two large-caliber guns on this guy's body, and nothing else! Not even a single machine gun. As a result, when dealing with infantry, this guy had only two ways of attacking: either by opening fire from a distance or by simply rolling over them. At the same time, lacking anti-aircraft weapons made it often bullied by UN bombing planes coming from the sky. Although this guy's thick skin was not afraid of explosions (16 layers of armor meant no pressure), but when there were many, it would still make the Heaven's Tank driver very annoyed.

  The last thing is also dispensable - this guy can't swim! This is actually what some domestic commentators and armchair strategists say. In the face of this accusation, the head of the Arkhangelsk tank factory just smiled contemptuously: nonsense, if this guy could swim, the T-14 would have crossed the Pacific and Arctic Oceans to New York long ago!

  In short, the T-34 has become a symbol. A symbol of the Soviet Union's invincible ground force! Or perhaps the beginning of an eternal nightmare for the Allies.

  The Revelation tank that was originally suspended in front was lowered by the Double-Edged Helicopter, and then the Revelation tank sent back to the ground stood guard like a loyal sentinel, watching over the Tiger King tanks in front of it. The remaining Double-Edged Helicopters also stared intently at the enemy in front of them like a vigilant leopard. And beside them, more and more Revelation tanks were doing the same thing.

  In a short period of time, nearly 20 Apocalypse tanks were fully prepared and started moving in unison, forming a horizontal line that arrived before the chaotic Tiger King tank group.

  And in the sky above them, the double-bladed helicopters that had completed their mission joined with the previous ones that opened the way and formed a horizontal line flying out of the sky.

  The distance between them is 1000!!!!

  The distance between them is getting shorter and shorter!!

  The information about this tank quickly flashed through his mind. Colonel Ingram, the commander of the Tiger King tank, furrowed his brow even more tightly.

  Although I knew long ago that the Soviet Union had such a tank, and I also wanted both sides to have a duel.

  But, but...

  How great it would be if we could change the day!!

  Ingram screamed in his heart.

  If both sides were equal in number on a plain and under the same conditions, Akardo would be overjoyed to have a duel.

  Prove who is the true king of the land with victory!

  Looking back painfully at the Tiger King tank with a burst of flames behind him. Several tanks could even see faint black smoke coming out of their bodies.

  There are still 100 units left.

  Recalling the not-too-distant past, 300 Tiger tanks swept through the Red Army's camp with a thunderous momentum, and now looking at the current predicament of the Tiger army being stuck between advancing and retreating.

  Ingram is in agony and wants to die.

  This pain is not because of failure, but because I have let someone down.

  Looking at the rapidly approaching twin-rotor helicopter group, Colonel closed his eyes helplessly.

  In front of an armed helicopter, even the most powerful tank is nothing but a piece of trash.

  My emperor... I have failed your last wish...

  Forget it, let's just see how much we can get away with this time.

  It is better to lose some reputation than to be completely defeated.

  Colonel Ingraham was about to issue orders for the entire army to withdraw at full speed when he saw a scene that left him stunned.

  But the imagined hail of rockets from the double-bladed helicopters did not come. The group of double-bladed helicopters that had suddenly appeared in front of them, at most 50 meters away, suddenly split into two groups and flanked to the left and right.

  Do you want to attack from two sides?

  Ingram's heart rose with a scornful cold smile.

  But the reality disappointed him again.

  After separating into two paths, the helicopters did not take advantage of the situation to launch a sneak attack, but instead retreated voluntarily to both sides. It was as if they were cold-blooded spectators in an ancient Roman arena, excitedly discussing what bloody scenes would be staged today.

  The showdown of iron beasts! 120 tanks clash! Hundreds of lives at stake!

  It is very obvious what a twin-blade helicopter means:

  Take down those opponents in front of you!! Those invincible Heaven's Chosen Tanks!!

  Are you trying to fool me? Even if this is a trap, must I be forced to jump into it? Alright, as you wish!

  His intelligent mind quickly grasped the meaning. The naturally proud him accepted this seemingly profitable deal.

  Whether it is forced by circumstances or willing in heart.

  Today, this gamble has bet the honor of Tiger King, the order of the leader, and the lives of hundreds of brothers are at stake. I, Ingram Schumann, have taken it on!!

  He took off the original tank driver's helmet on his head and replaced it with a German-made armored commander's hat. At the same time, he unknowingly raised the war flag again. Colonel-sama waved the German blood-red swastika flag wildly at the Nazi armored soldiers behind him, shouting frantically:

  "Today, July 28th. 4:29 PM. We, the 1st SS Panzer Division Leibstandarte Adolf Hitler - Tiger King Tank Division. Will once again engage in a final battle! This battle is not about life or death! However, this battle will be my Tiger King's last and most glorious fight! For the Führer's final glory! For the Führer's final dignity! Heil Hitler!!!"

  As the last sentence of the Third Empire's iconic declaration was read out, the armored soldiers behind him also seemed to be infected by the colonel's words, opening their eyes as if they were gazing at something great. Half-raising his arm towards the distant sky, he let out a frenzied roar.

  On the opposite side, the poorly educated Apocalypse tank commander, Fleming Raisdor Lymirvich, looked impatient. He opened the onboard communication TV and asked Oleg, who was sitting in the general base:

  "Comrade General, what are those Allied devils saying? I don't understand a word!"

  Oleg sat steadily in the chair, and said with some uncertainty: "That sounds like German." He then added another sentence: "But judging from the tone, it seems to be some kind of propaganda slogan..."

  "These Allied brats just love to cultivate strange habits!" Fleming cursed in a low tone, "Just like they enjoy wasting our time!"

  "It's just a habit, it's just a habit. The Allies have soldiers with all sorts of complicated compositions and special habits, so it's not too strange." Oleg comforted him. For this young Apocalypse tank driver, Oleg was quite fond of him. On this somewhat hot-tempered commander, Oleg seemed to see the shadow of his own youth.

  Hehe, if we're looking for someone to inherit, this kid is a pretty good candidate.

  Very soon, the Tiger King tank divisions in front will complete their final prayers.

  "Tiger King Tank... Full Army Charge!!!!!"

  Colonel Ingram let out a thunderous roar at the Revelation tank that had been waiting for him in front of him for a long time.

  At the sound of the order, all 118 Tiger King tanks, dragging their already badly damaged bodies, launched a desperate charge against the Heaven's Tank in front of them, which was as big as a small mountain. And during the time they were charging forward, two more Tiger Kings exploded on the way because they could not withstand the rampage of the terrifying mechanical men inside.

  This is totally a suicidal trip!!!!!

  But what's the difference?

  Even if you don't do anything, your own body's horrific mechanical people will still cause you to gradually perish.

  But if I die like this without doing anything, I'll probably die with a lot of regrets.

  So...

  Even if I die, I will die on the battlefield!

  Tiger King Tank, there is no word "retreat" in the dictionary!!!!!

  The Tiger King tanks, which had been silent at the base of the mountain, suddenly spewed out blue smoke and let out a roar, charging down the mountain like mad tigers.

  Fleming, seeing this, not only didn't feel afraid, but instead couldn't help but excitedly shout: "Great! The enemy has finally launched a counterattack." The opponent hadn't organized their troops into formation to ambush him with ease, but instead charged out to engage in close combat, right into his trap. With the performance of the Chariot tank, no current tank could possibly match it head-on.

  In fact, the Tiger King tank also cannot perform this tactic because of its own mechanical reasons. The Tigers were fundamentally unable to engage in a battle of attrition.

  "Halt! Break formation!" The young Soviet tank commander excitedly gave the order.

  The officers and men of the Red Army's King of Heaven Tank First Battalion moved quickly, driving their powerful tanks to scatter and form a square array, ready to battle the rolling Allied Tiger King tanks.

  Tiger King tank group rushed northward, distance rapidly shortened.

  Ingram saw the enemy stop advancing, deploy in an orderly manner, and couldn't help but be surprised. His previous opponents were all flustered when he counterattacked. It was clear that this time the opponent was not ordinary. However, the general still drummed up the courage and passion to order a continued charge, and he had absolute confidence in his men and tanks.

  Tiger King, you absolutely cannot retreat!!

  "Three thousand meters!" The gunner excitedly shouted.

  "Aim! Do not fire!" Fleming called out calmly, a seasoned Apocalypse tank commander who had left his mark from the streets of Poland's capital to the mountains of Czechoslovakia.

  "Get them closer!" Colonel Fleming added to his subordinates. He knew the tremendous power of the twin main cannons on the Revelation tank, and once fired at a distance, although it could maximize its own safety, the enemy would easily retreat and escape from the firing range. Despite facing the enemy's new tanks, Fleming still didn't want to give his opponent any chance to escape.

  Colonel Ingraham and the Tiger King armored division continued to advance northward at top speed. The road, pockmarked with shell craters, made the tank bounce violently, forcing the general to strain every muscle to maintain his balance, observing the surroundings through the periscope. His own Tiger King was equipped with "Jagdtiger" composite armor, capable of withstanding almost all tank main gun ammunition, and would not be a problem even in front of the twin 125mm main guns of the T-34 tank. The general thought to himself, full of confidence, that Russian tanks were forever synonymous with "coarse and big".

  Besides, our trump card 'Graphite Bomb' hasn't been used yet~

  "Charge! Close in and fire again!" Ingram shouted with passion. The Tiger King tank group rumbled across the fields, charging towards their opponents.

  Historically, sworn enemies who should have met long ago finally began a tragic battle here.

  "Two thousand meters!" Fleming's gunner kept shouting.

  In the sights, a tiger-like camouflage patterned Tiger King exuded an aura that shook people's souls.

  "Open fire! Slaughter them!" The shrill yell of the Apocalypse commander echoed through the wireless communication circuit.

  A series of deafening roars shook the air, and the scene of nearly a hundred tanks firing in unison was spectacular. However, the sight of nearly a hundred Heaven's Gate tanks firing in unison was an absolute disaster. The massive cannons flashed with dazzling flames, propelling 125mm tungsten-core armor-piercing shells towards the enemy.

  The armor-piercing shell drew a magnificent arc in the air, wrapped in scorching hot air, like the sharp arrows of ancient battlefields, whizzing fiercely into the enemy's tank group, exploding with an earth-shattering roar. The frontal armor of several Tiger Kings charging at the front was like paper scraps. Without playing any role in neutralization, the shell inserted into the vehicle body, and then together with the knights inside, turned into fragments of death.

  Ingram gave the order: "Fire back!" The general had never imagined that his trusted composite armor would be so vulnerable.

  This used to be a perfect defense against the T-65's cannon bombardment! I didn't expect it to become almost useless like this.

  The Tiger King tanks slowed down one after another, adjusted their gun barrels, took aim at each other, and prepared to counterattack.

  But the Apocalypse tank group spewed out a terrible flash again, and the twin main guns showed their firing speed advantage. In the chaotic explosion, another batch of Tiger Kings turned into dead fireballs.

  The Tiger King tank regiment finally launched a counterattack, and a row of 105mm shells whirled towards the majestic Tiamat tank. However, after the direct-fire shells emitted an ear-piercing whine, they all bounced off the front armor of the Tiamat tank, which remained motionless.

  The driver of the Tiger King tank was shocked and pale, and the legendary invincible Sky Awakening was indeed not to be underestimated. He gritted his teeth and charged forward with his own Tiger King at high speed.

  "Sir, our shells cannot penetrate the frontal armor of the enemy tanks!" The radio crackled with a panicked report from his subordinate.

  "Deploy in open formation, close in from both flanks! Full speed! Meanwhile, the 2nd and 3rd squadrons prepare to launch graphite shells!! Colonel Ingram feigned calmness, he had already steeled himself for a fight to the death."

  The Tiger King tank group is about to disperse and prepare to approach the opponent at full speed from both wings, attacking the relatively weak side of the Revelation tank.

  Fleming didn't wait for the enemy to get close, and timely issued orders: "Fall back! Open fire at will! Don't let them get too close!" The Heaven's Gate tank had a clear advantage in long-range firepower, and Colonel wanted to use long-range artillery battles to consume the enemy's forces to the maximum extent.

  Although Fleming was unaware of Ingraham's plan, this tactic clearly and effectively thwarted its execution.

  The Apocalypse tank cluster began to retreat and continuously launched artillery attacks, firing lethal armor-piercing shells into the German-made tank bodies, blowing them to pieces.

  The Tiger King tank group, charging northward, was like the ancient German knights who did not retreat in the face of a strong enemy, and launched a desperate charge. The powerful Soviet shells pierced the air fiercely and mercilessly, piercing their seemingly impenetrable front armor, blowing up the Tiger King tanks made by the Strauss Automobile Company in Germany along with the German knights inside into pieces.

  The Soviet army's strategy of retreating while shelling successfully maintained distance from the enemy and greatly depleted their tank numbers.

  Watching the Allied tanks being destroyed one after another, Fleming was in high spirits and shouted excitedly: "Great! Comrades! Keep firing! Watch both flanks."

  The tankers of the Soviet elite Heaven's Gate Tank Regiment were even more spirited, relying on their efficient automatic loaders and powerful firepower to continuously send the enemy to heaven. The rumble of the tanks' advance, the whistling of artillery shells in flight, the deafening explosions of ammunition, and the screeching of shattering metal, was like a majestic war song, extolling the triumphant victory of the Heaven's Gate Tank Regiment and lamenting the tragic destruction of the Tiger King Tank Regiment.