How strong was "Joseph Stalin".
"February 5. Today we spend the night repairman from the 32nd tank brigade of our 29th tank corps. During dinner, the sergeant told us a funny story about one IS-2 from their brigade.
During the day, the tank managed to secretly get close to the most German position near a village in a ravine, but, finding itself in the open, came under heavy fire from anti-tank guns. The Germans, nervous, literally bombarded him with shells.
Not seeing clearly where they were beating from, and snapping angrily, the IC backed away, but when meters were left to the rescue ravine, the engine stalled and did not want to start up from a direct hit on the side.
The crew left the car and took cover next to it, in that ravine. The Germans, having decided that the tank was seriously damaged, stopped shooting at it.
Having recovered from the fright, the driver-mechanic with someone from the crew on his stomach crawled up to his car, looked around and darted one after the other into the hatch. Apparently, the enemy observer noticed how the hatch on the turret rose and fell, and the guns again hit the tank.
However, either the caliber was too small, or it was very inconvenient for the German gunners to fire on the sloping forehead of the ISA standing in a hollow, as the gunners did not work, they did not make any holes.
The pigs only sparks were cut out of armor. Two tankers, unable to withstand this hellish threshing, completely stunned by the thunder and ringing, somehow got out through the manhole and crawled back.
After waiting for the darkness, they again went to the car, now four. Unscrewing the overhead cap, they inadvertently hit the key - the Germans shone a rocket and again fired the unlucky IP. They beat him neatly, and the crew was again "evacuated."
Comrades from other cars learned about his "sufferings", and that very night there was a large conversation with the frightened crew. Ashamed, the guys returned under the cover of machine gunners to their tank, found, despite the shelling, and eliminated the malfunction, after which the IC, giving up a little back, finally disappeared into the salvation fold of the locality and then joined his company.
In the light of the coming day, the curious gasped, having counted twenty-one dents on the armor of the car. This is the chest! ... The repairman painted the misadventures of the tank crew with hilarious, as it seemed to him, details - all laughed a lot.
Listening to the rage narrator from my bed, I get angry angry: what would he sing if he got into this mess? ”- from the diary of Lieutenant E. Prilonsky 31st Tank Brigade.