Chapter 1443 The roar of artillery fire

If you really wanted to say it was something important, it wasn't. Kulbalov, who was a little embarrassed and smiled, immediately responded.

"That's it, comrade political commissar. It's no problem to carry out the main attack mission. I just want to apply for the combat engineer battalion to be transferred to our regiment to coordinate the charge. To be honest, I still remember the scene last time. The combat engineer battalion is still fresh in my mind. Helping people kill Germans is as fast as mopping the floor! The new assault rifle is so fierce, it feels like the soldiers have a machine gun. "

Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division, known as the leader, is one of the most capable, powerful and elite units in the entire Red Army.

Trampling and trampling the enemy in all kinds of battles is the norm for the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division. It can be said that it is not surprising that Germans have been beaten to any kind of miserable state. No matter how badly the Germans were defeated, it would not be a surprise, at least the well-informed Kulbalov had always thought so before.

But in the Combat Engineer Battalion's first official large-scale battle, the German infantrymen who came to the rescue were beaten so hard that they didn't even recognize their mothers, and they fled back, leaving corpses all over the ground.

Only then did Kulbalov come to his senses with his new understanding. It turned out that he could still fight like this after destroying the German infantry.

As long as those new assault rifles are fired, it doesn't matter what the German is holding. In a one-on-one situation, it is absolutely impossible to defeat them, and they will only get hammered.

The most outrageous thing is that Kulbalov even heard that as long as two soldiers with this new gun team up to output, the firepower that bursts out in a short period of time can even hit the Germans' ferocious MG42 machine gun head-on. Press it down.

The MG42, which has always been domineering and aggressive, was like an angry little daughter-in-law at this time. It was beaten by two strong Soviet men and was so stunned that it did not dare to say a word.

As long as the German machine gun team dared to show its head to resist, the water-spraying bullets fired in the face would definitely turn the entire head into a pulp, which would be enough for scavengers to drink directly without swallowing.

All in all, the various legends about how powerful the new gun is are becoming more and more outrageous, almost to the point where the Germans will be scared to shit and surrender immediately when they see this gun.

Believe it or not, but this new gun is indeed very powerful.

Those German corpses with shocking wounds and lying scattered on the ground were confirmed by Kulbalov himself on the battlefield after the war, and they cannot be faked.

In the end, you can only say that the rumors may have been exaggerated, and some of the results of the battle were exaggerated by word of mouth among the soldiers, that's all.

While he wanted to win in one breath and complete the tasks assigned to him by Malashenko, he also wanted to see the terrifying power of this new gun again. With a little hesitation, Kulbalov turned to the political commissar. Comrade made such a request.

Comrade Political Commissar is the deputy commander at the division level. In terms of prestige among the soldiers and commanders of the division, he is second only to Comrade Division Commander and slightly higher than Deputy Division Commander Lavrinenko.

So as long as the political commissar comrades nod in agreement and say that this can be done, then Kulbalov has reason to believe that this can really be done. As for whether it will involve persuading comrades, this is not something that I should worry about.

"The combat engineer battalion is not easy to handle, Kurbalov."

Children who cry will be fed by milk. This principle can be regarded as applicable no matter where it is applied. If it is applied to the army, troops who can make demands are more popular. If you keep silent and wait all day like a frustrated little daughter-in-law for your superiors to take the initiative to interrogate you, then I guess your unit may have to be at the back of the queue for everything. It's that simple.

Political Commissar Petrov, who understands this truth, does not blame Kulbalov for making such a request. In fact, if it can be done, comrade Comrade Political Commissar would also like to give Kulbalov approval of the request with a big wave of his hand, but This is really not something that can be accomplished just by agreeing casually.

"I have to tell you a special situation first, which you may not know yet, Kurbalov."

"The power of those new assault rifles is indeed very powerful, and everyone has seen it. But the key problem is that the ammunition of these new guns is insufficient. After the last battle, the remaining ammunition can only barely sustain a medium-intensity battle. If the battle lasts too long or the intensity is higher, you will run out of ammunition. This is the situation you are facing now. "

"Uh, low on ammo?"

Kulbalov, who had never thought that this would be the case, looked surprised. For the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division, the situation of insufficient ammunition was no less than the situation when Emperor Kawan became the Pirate King of Somalia. A fantasy.

"How is this possible? Ha, don't make such a joke, Comrade Political Commissar. Our division does not have enough ammunition? This is absolutely impossible. The ammunition reserves in the logistics are enough to continue fighting for half a month without replenishment. . Even if there is insufficient ammunition, it should be because there are not enough shells. How can this be possible with this small rifle bullet? "

Kurbalov smiled as he spoke, a joking smile as if he was trying to smooth things over and smooth things over.

But the more Kurbalov smiled, the more he felt that the situation was different from what he thought, and something was wrong, because no matter how much he laughed, Comrade Comrade Comrade Comrade Comrade Comrade Comrade Li Keqiang still had the poker face and meticulous expression. That was a face and attitude that meant he was serious about business, and had nothing to do with joking.

Seeing that Kurbalov's smile became more and more awkward and his voice became softer and quieter, until the last smile solidified and the laughter completely disappeared, Comrade Comrade Political Commissar who sighed lightly did not have much time to explain. Then he spoke.

"The ammunition of the new gun is not the same as the ammunition of any previous firearms of our Red Army. Because it is brand new, the quantity is not much and is quite limited. I can tell you the details after this battle is over, but Now, you just need to know that the combat engineer battalion cannot be assigned to you to fight together, and you still have to win this battle."

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Boom boom boom boom——

Boo hoo hoo hoo——

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar had not finished speaking, and Kulbalov, whose face was still frozen, had not yet had time to formally speak.

Bursts of muzzle roars, loud noises like landslides and earth-shattering, were mixed together with the unique screaming and tearing sound when the Katyusha rocket launchers fired.

The sharp whistling sound and orange-red tail flame filled the entire battlefield in an instant.