A few ruminations on the "Nazi supertanks":
Interesting info has become available since the end of WWII (and also since the end of the Cold War) on the Koenigstiger and Jagdpanther. Apparently both these vehicles were, indeed, equipped with very hard steel armor. Indeed, it was
too hard. Photos of the captured King Tigers used for gunnery tests by the Russians show armor that shattered (especially when hit near defective welds) by large-caliber weapons. This may not have meant much if you were in a short-barreled Sherman or T-34/76c, but it meant a lot if you were behind the sight of a Russian 85- or 100-mm gun, an American 90mm, or even a 17-pounder firing APDS rounds.
Also, here’s a scenario to ponder: A Tiger I is behind a shallow reverse slope at the edge of some woods with only the upper hull and turret showing. Scattered in the woods around it are a handful of
Panzerfaust teams. An American tank battalion on the advance stumbles across this setup. The lead platoon engages the Tiger, and two or three Shermans get brewed up. Meanwhile, as the other platoons fan out through the woods to take the Tiger from the flanks or rear, another couple get treads blown off or k-killed by
Panzerfaust teams, who then decide that discretion is the better part of valour, and fade back into the woods. About this time, an “Easy Eight†has worked its way around the Tiger, and puts a 76mm shell into the engine compartment, reducing the big Maybach to so much scrap, and peppering the loader with spall from the engine bulkhead. The Tiger crew, with an immobile tank, a wounded loader, and no power traverse for the turret, decides that a crippled track isn’t the place to be when the surrounding countryside is crawling with American armour and
Jabos are sure to show up soon, so, grabbing their wounded loader, they sensibly unass their broken panzer and head for the rear with the gear. As each succeeding American platoon comes up, they’re going to see the same thing: a Tiger perched at the edge of the woods. A knocked out tank and a live one look pretty much the same, so each platoon is going to do something called “knocking on the door to see if anyone’s homeâ€: ie popping off a round or two at the stationary German tank. Pretty soon, the Tiger’s mantlet and glacis plate are peppered with gouges from 75mm shells.
Now, a day or two later, when the area is now in the Yank rear, anybody who comes along is going to see five or six burned-out Shermans and one knocked-out Tiger with 20 or 30 divots in its frontal armour. What kind of reports and war stories do you think that’ll lead to?