Chapter 1395 I believe you

It's just that at that time, Malashenko did not take into account a fatal factor. The Germans who replaced shotguns with cannons had already used the more cutting-edge and comprehensively stronger Panther 2 medium tanks.

Its front armor, which has the largest frontal projection area, is completely immune to the armor-piercing bombs from the 122 Heirloom, which brings the biggest variable to this already tense and fast-paced battle.

Otherwise, the Stalin heavy tanks, which can hit a child with one shot, are fully capable of completely blocking the Crispy Leopard from the position and unable to cross the threshold.

The result of this biggest variable factor was that Comrade Lao Ma lost his hands and was almost surrounded by the Black Panther 2, which had a much thicker skin and had a qualitative change effect, and launched a wave of "Soviet massacre" ".

Although he was a little reluctant to admit it, Malashenko still had to say that Lavrinenko was right.

If it weren't for his good brother and best friend Kirill who realized something was wrong in time and rushed over to save him, Malashenko estimated that there was at least a 50% chance that he would have ascended to the sky and be bombed on the spot this time. Into a pile of fragmented charcoal roast.

"Okay, admit that you are right. Who would have thought that the Germans would bring new gadgets to cause trouble this time. Don't worry about it now. Let's fight the battle in front of us first. Move quickly and take action!"

The unnecessary nonsense had no constructive effect. Malashenko, who ended the call in just a few words, put down the radio transmitter at hand, casually put it on the stand next to him, and shifted his gaze back to the car. The long periscope was returned to combat status.

When Malashenko returned to the frontal battlefield again, the battle on the position continued in a familiar state.

The duel between tanks was fierce at the back of the position, while the life-threatening battle between infantry and infantry, with blood splashing three feet, was carried out in the trenches in the increasingly heavy rain and mud.

"All the bullets are out! Bullets, whoever still has bullets, give me a drum!"

"Over there, the Germans are coming! Beat them down!"

"Watch out, grenade!"

boom--

The rain and mud were splashed in all directions in the violent explosion and danced with the shrapnel. Varosha, who was soaked by the rain all over his body, felt that his whole body was frozen! When the grenade thrown by the German army exploded, the mud splashed all over him. Now Varosha does not look like a regiment leader at all, he is just a clay figure!

This feeling of being soaked in ice holes all over the body is really uncomfortable. I am not afraid of the cold winter snow, but I am afraid of the freezing rain that falls at the end of winter and at the beginning of spring. Raindrops with their own "armor-piercing" effect are much more powerful than snowflakes. It won't take long for a person to be drenched from head to toe and feel the bone-chilling cold.

The terrible battlefield environment imposed a fair "test" on the willpower of both warring parties to the greatest extent possible.

Whoever can persevere and fight to the end in this trial battlefield, which is better than the freezing winter snow, will finally have the last laugh and declare victory.

Obviously, the current situation is still that no one on either side of the war has given up easily, and the brutal fighting between infantrymen with blood spattered three feet is still going on fiercely.

"Hit the machine gun fire! Shoot down the German guy who is approaching first, then add more people, quick!"

"Comrade leader! There are many Germans, and they are attacking from multiple directions at the same time!"

Holding the helmet on his head and reporting loudly to Varosha, he was the commander of the first battalion of the main force with the strongest combat effectiveness under his command. He was also an old unit that was newly built on the spot after the First World War in Stalingrad. Even This battalion commander was also transferred from another army and was a ruthless man who didn't know how many German soldiers he had killed.

Varosha, who replaced the Bobosha in his hand with a fully loaded drum, did not reply immediately. Instead, under the wash of rain, he glared coldly at the battalion commander in front of him. Within two seconds, he confirmed the other person's expression. Then he spoke.

"So? You want to tell me that your people can't stand it anymore?"

"No, I don't mean that, comrade commander! The enemies have already reached a distance where they can throw grenades to the forward observation post. You'd better lead the guard troops back a little. This place may become a battlefield soon. !”

Varosha probably guessed that the battalion commander in front of him would answer this way. After all, this veteran who was brave and fierce and not lacking in commanding acumen never compromised with the enemy. At most, he would use some crooked tactics in tactics and be loyal. Faith and determination are unquestionable.

"Take your men and fight your battle well! I personally led the commando team to rush into the building in Stalingrad, and I was almost cut into pieces by the German machine gun. The danger is nothing! You don't need to worry about me, do it Do what you need to do now!”

Even today, he has become the commander of a regiment, and he is also the commander of the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division, an absolute ace elite unit. But Varosha still never lacks the desperate attitude of Saburo, just like Malashenko who personally promoted him to this position and is equivalent to a bole.

Varosha always asked himself to learn from his comrade, the division commander, and always ensured that he stayed in the place closest to the front line where he could hear the explosion of grenades and the sound of machine gun fire. Nothing ever changed.

So even at this critical moment, Varosha would do what he had to do, as usual.

Knowing that his persuasion would be useless, the battalion commander gritted his teeth, but when his persuasion was fruitless, he made another request to Varosha.

"Comrade Commander, then I request that the Combat Engineer Battalion be put into battle immediately! All three of our ordinary battalions are already on the position, and only their Combat Engineer Battalion is still watching the show behind!"

"I know that they are Comrade Division Commander's treasure and your last reserve team, but the battle has gone on to this point. If our three ordinary battalions suffer too many casualties, then even if we win without the combat engineer battalion, what else is there? significance!?"

As a comrade of the battalion commander said, Varosha has indeed not used the combat engineer battalion to fight. The reasons are indeed multi-faceted.

The combat engineer battalion is not only smaller than these three ordinary battalions, it is only equivalent to the number of soldiers of an infantry battalion of the ordinary Guards. It has not received any numerical expansion or reinforcement because it is a unit of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, and its ability to withstand battle losses is obviously weaker than that of the other three battalions.

If the loss is too great, it will be difficult for Varosha to explain to Malashenko. You must know that every time Comrade Division Commander comes to inspect the regiment, the combat engineer battalion is the target that must be questioned.

Furthermore, as Varosha's military rank rose higher and his position became larger and larger, he was always accustomed to keeping a reserve team in his hands that could turn the tide of the battle, and to use it at the most needed and critical moment.

The last point is the new assault rifles equipped by the combat engineer battalion.

Varosha, who has personally shot a shuttle on the shooting range, knows how powerful this thing is, but what Varosha is thinking about at this moment is what Malashenko once told him: "Ammunition There is only one chance to prove it! If you think the time is right and you have to use it at a critical moment, you don’t have to come to me on the battlefield to make your own decision!”

"I believe you, Varosha, it's that simple."