Chapter 1374 The despair of waiting for death
Malashenko originally planned to hit the junction of the German army as the best result, but he never expected that the first wave of assault would hit the German army's supply storage point.
"Comrade Division Commander! The forward assault troops reported that they attacked a German supply storage point, which was filled with various ammunition, unloaded trucks and fuel. Our tanks are opening fire to attack these things. Is this allowed?"
Because it involves the issue of the seizure of post-war spoils, Kulbalov, who has always obeyed Malashenko's words, still asked our old Comrade Ma one more question on the radio to be sure.
If Malashenko really valued these miscellaneous rags and wanted to keep them and seize them after the battle, then firing and attacking at will might ruin the division commander's affairs. Although Kulbalov felt that there was basically no problem in doing so, it was still better to get formal confirmation and be on the safe side.
"The Kraut's supply storage point?"
Malashenko, who was holding a radio transmitter in his hand, was stunned when he heard this. It was indeed unexpected that he accidentally poked at such a weak spot of the German.
No one would reject the idea of seizing spoils of war, especially when fighting against an elite armed force like the German army. In many cases, the things captured could be used by the Red Army itself. Such as German anti-tank guns, trucks, machine guns, grenades, and Mauser sniper rifles with Zeiss optical sights, these are all good things that can be looted from the German army.
This is true for ordinary Red Army units, but for the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division, which is known as the most elite tank unit in the entire Red Army, these things are basically the type that can be used without them.
Malashenko, who enjoys the priority of equipment supply among the Guards and can also receive all kinds of latest weapons and equipment, honestly doesn't like the scraps and scraps of the Germans. Except for the German MG42 machine gun, this thing is really much better than the DP28. You can't admit it, but those are infantry weapons and have nothing to do with your own tanks.
What's more, the current battle is actually to prevent the Germans from breaking through. Malashenko must consider the consequences of not killing all the Germans here and annihilating them all, and what will happen next and what should be done. How to do it.
If the Germans intend to continue running with a bunch of defeated soldiers, then material supplies, food and oil are naturally indispensable.
If these key supplies of supplies that the Germans rely on for survival are eliminated, then even if the Germans can escape from Hill 239, their long-distance mobility and the range of activities of the armored forces will be greatly reduced.
People will starve to death if they don't have food to eat, and tanks and cars won't be able to run without oil. Malashenko will not understand this obvious truth. Rather than care about this dispensable piece of shit trophy, which is about the size of sesame seeds and mung beans, Malashenko is more interested in the German tanks that were abandoned due to lack of fuel on the long escape route, and the corpses of German soldiers who were starved to death on the roadside. Some.
Death is not scary. What is scary is the unknown despair of knowing that you will die but not knowing the specific time. The fear of death and the boundless unknown darkness will devour desperate people. Such a slow death is far more painful than being killed instantly by an enemy's bullet.
Thinking of this, a sinister smile appeared on the corner of Malashenko's mouth. Then he pressed the button of the microphone in his hand and spoke without thinking.
"Notify the vehicle commanders at the front to blast all the German supplies and trucks you can see into the sky, and send me tanks one by one!"
"Comrade division commander, what did you say? What do you mean by sending the tanks one by one? I don't quite understand."
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Malashenko, who realized that he had gone too far on a whim, was a little embarrassed. The idea of "sending chariots one by one" was indeed not something Kulbalov could understand. It would be more appropriate to use a more straightforward expression.
"Well, it's nothing. I'll blow up all the German supplies that I can see. That's it! Even if those Germans escape, they will have no fuel and no food to eat. Do you understand what I mean?"
What Malashenko said was actually what Kulbalov himself thought. There is no better way to punish the enemy than to starve these Germans to death and die in despair on the endless road of rout. .
"Understood, comrade division commander. I will convey the order right away, don't worry."
As soon as Malashenko's order was given, Kulbalov immediately switched the radio channel and conveyed it quickly.
A group of medium tank commanders who were in the middle of the battle quickly received the confirmation order. The main gun's aiming and direct fire, which had been hesitant to restrain itself, suddenly became more violent. The shells that escaped from the barrel were obviously accelerated and the rate of fire became faster. Even more fierce.
"Escape! Find cover, quickly!"
"Ignore those trucks, take cover! Cover!"
"Iron Fist, where is our Iron Fist!? We have to kill the Russian tanks. Get the Iron Fist quickly!!!"
The 85mm main gun loaded with integrated fixed shells fires continuously while maintaining the highest rate of fire. Once this thing enters the burst loading mode, the tank itself becomes stationary.
The loading speed of those Red Army loaders, who are big and thick and as strong as bears, can be much faster than in the normal mode. The most accurate way is that the last bullet casing hits the ground and the next bullet is already in the chamber. describe.
The current firepower density of medium tanks is no longer something that the German anti-tank fighters holding iron fists can face directly. The roaring artillery shells not only blew up piles of supplies, overturned trucks, and detonated ammunition boxes and oil barrels. The Red Army gunners who had extra firepower were even rewarded with many 85mm high-explosive bombs. Those German infantry.
Bombing people with grenades was already powerful enough, but now the feeling of being chased by 85mm high-explosive bombs and aimed directly behind the buttocks. For those German infantrymen who were running around like hares, in the final analysis, they could only cry. Just say "I'm so fucking broken" and that's it.
The German infantrymen who were held down and beaten by the tanks did not think about fighting back and using their powerful and portable iron fists to knock out the Russian tractors when they were already within the shooting range.
But thinking about it is one thing, actually doing it is another.
The Red Army infantry who have already entered the position and jumped into the trenches are constantly advancing. They have a large number of wave sands and light machine guns in their hands, and their firepower is as fierce as trench brooms!
