Chapter 1320 A group of scapegoats

It is a good thing to be praised by the political commissar, but our old comrade Ma obviously has something else to say now.

"The teacher teaches well, and the apprentice can do well. Before saying that the apprentice is great, he should first look at the merits of his teacher."

Malachenko does not often praise people, especially not in this way of hinting.

So even the political commissar who is very familiar with Malachenko smiled calmly after hearing it.

"In fact, you have already graduated a long time ago. Now not only is your military rank higher than mine, but the people you can contact, the things you can understand, and the attitude towards some things are far-sighted that I have never seen. These are your own advantages. I have never taught you these things that I don't even have myself."

"So even if I leave one day, I believe you can go further and do better, just like you are now always walking on the road of progress with unswerving determination."

Such conversations are always a little sad, especially for those who can understand the meaning, just like Malachenko now.

Men often don't need too many mushy words to convey emotions and open their hearts. Just one or two sentences can make people feel the true meaning of it.

The short conversation between the division commander and the political commissar ended here. There are still many important things to do next.

Taking this crucial high ground is only the first step in the journey of thousands of miles. There are still many hard bones waiting for Malashenko to chew. The incomplete German divisions surrounding him still need to go all out to deal with them.

"Has the battle report come out? How is the situation?"

The German positions that have just been captured have left behind a lot of things that are barely usable, in addition to those various weapons. There are some bunkers and anti-artillery holes that have been hit by large-caliber shells and rockets. Of course, there is also a basically well-preserved German forward command observation post.

Malashenko, who was mumbling and asking about the situation, just stepped into the command post and was caught off guard.

Malashenko, who had not noticed his feet just now, looked down and found that under his feet was a German corpse that had been cold at some point. Looking at the uniform, it was obvious that he was a major staff officer. Such a position would be interesting in a forward command observation post. Malashenko, with his eyes narrowed, immediately spoke.

"Why haven't you dealt with this body yet? Is it left here to be piled up as sandbags? Are there any other German officials here?"

Malashenko kicked the body with his feet and confirmed again that there was really no movement. The familiar voice that had just been separated came again from not far away.

"There are still officials. The body of a colonel was just carried out. There were dead Germans lying all over the ground, and documents and materials were scattered all over the ground. It takes some time to deal with them one by one. It just so happened that you came in before you finished dealing with them."

Malashenko, who had already stepped over the corpse, was stunned when he heard the words. He really didn't expect that a German colonel would die in this godforsaken place.

"Dead? How did he die?"

Malachenko's expression froze slightly, but Political Commissar Petrov's next words were calm.

"He committed suicide, but the one under your feet was shot dead by the soldiers we rushed in. He didn't seem to have the courage and was holding a gun to escape, so this is the result."

"Several unimportant guards and staff were killed, and suddenly there was a gunshot from the room inside. After entering, we found that the German colonel had shot himself, with his own Luger pistol in his mouth."

"Then, this is what you see now."

Faced with the truth told by the Political Commissar, Malachenko, who had no time to react, looked stunned, but the Political Commissar continued to tell the truth.

"This is the combat report you asked for. This is the casualties and technical equipment losses. For now, there are only preliminary statistics. After the detailed statistics and the situation of each regiment are reported, I will compile a detailed report for you."

"In addition, the Germans on the high ground that were eliminated were an infantry division that was not fully staffed. The information we seized showed that they suffered heavy losses in the Battle of Kursk and retreated all the way here, waiting for replenishment. I didn't find a detailed report on the damage. It may have been burned or something, but the telegram mentioned the words of heavy losses."

"Combined with the battle situation just now, the situation of this German infantry division is probably not very good. The number of anti-tank guns is less than half of the group of SS lunatics we encountered in Kursk. There is no decent heavy firepower support, no aircraft in the sky to help, and no tanks. If I'm not mistaken, this group of Germans should have lost more than half of their technical equipment before they ran into us."

Political Commissar Petrov took the folder on the table and pulled out one of the papers. After shaking his hand slightly, he handed it to Malashenko in front of him.

"The translator said that it recorded the content of a very close communication, which roughly meant that these Germans were staying here and waiting for the rotation. They built this position and have been working on it for several months, starting before winter came, but it seems that they were not the garrison troops in the final plan." Malashenko, who could read German, took the telegram and glanced at it. The brief content recorded on it was basically consistent with what the political commissar said.

"You mean we eliminated a bunch of scapegoats?"

Comrade political commissar nodded upon hearing this.

"I don't deny it, you can think so. It may be that our attack timing just happened to catch up. If it were another first-level German division unit to defend here, based on the perfection of this position and fortifications, now we estimate that Still chewing on bones.”

The situation analyzed by Comrade Political Commissar was not groundless, and it also caused Malashenko to recall some of the details that he had just seen with his own eyes.

If you think about it carefully, it seems quite strange. These Germans obviously only have a limited number of anti-tank guns, but they have preset many anti-tank gun bunkers in advance and even reinforced them with concrete. If these bunkers are not in the middle of the target, the 85mm near-missile high-explosive bombs will not be able to attack them at all, and the Germans hiding behind can continue to fire with peace of mind.

Why the hell are you building so many bunkers if you don’t have so many cannons?

Malashenko couldn't understand it at first, but now it seems that these are a group of half-disabled Germans whose grandma doesn't care and whose uncle doesn't love them. They were placed at the back of the line to build a defense line and temporarily set up defenses, but he never thought that After being bypassed, he succeeded and was directly stabbed in the back.