Chapter 1701 Full Speed ​​Attack

"Everyone, hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Don't take anything you can't take away! Leave a small group of infantry to guard the prisoners. The main force will set off in five minutes!"

"I heard it all, you guys, comrade leader, you have to act fast, hurry up!"

"Hey! Take the German prisoners over there. Don't take them this way. We just took them from this way. Are you confused?"

"Don't worry about the cannon. Confiscate the gun. Put a grenade in the barrel and blow it up! Don't let it fall into the hands of the Germans again!"

The battlefield that had just ended was still full of smoke, but this was not the main attack direction in the middle where Malashenko was located, but the northern assault force led by Kulbalov.

The main strength of the infantry regiment was allocated to Malashenko. Kulbalov only brought one battalion of accompanying troops. In terms of combat effectiveness, it was also the last battalion in the division's infantry regiment and had combat experience. The proportion of veterans is the lowest among the three battalions, just over half.

However, this battalion's combat effectiveness is only at the bottom of the ranking within the Varosha Infantry Regiment. If compared with other Red Army infantry division units, the combat effectiveness of this battalion is enough to be worthy of it without considering the heavy weapons. A regiment, this is Kulbalov's most intuitive feeling after experiencing these two days of fighting.

One thing to say is that the troops of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division are so awesome that even the infantry regiments under the division are better than the average Guards infantry. It is impossible to say that Kulbalov is not proud of this. .

The battle that had just ended was a brief and unexpected encounter.

Kulbalov, who was leading his troops to advance wildly, never expected that he would encounter a group of fleeing Germans halfway across the road, and that he would be hit by a half-dead rat bumping into a cat. superior.

As the saying goes, "Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet each other." If you catch this Kulbalov who appears out of nowhere and run away from the German infantry, there is no reason to let him go.

On the left and right was a group of infantry that had been beaten to death. Their number was only 1,800. Not only did they lack heavy weapons, they also had no defensive positions to rely on.

This kind of enemy is not something Kulbalov is bragging about. He can be dispatched with at most two cigarettes without letting go of the accelerator. With almost no hesitation, Kulbalov faced the fat meat coming to his door and immediately issued an attack order to rush forward and tear the enemy into pieces. A large group of T43 medium tanks and IS6 heavy tanks immediately stepped on the accelerator and pumped the gas. Go up.

The battle with no suspense came and went quickly. When Kulbalov saw the first German collapsed and knelt on the ground, raised his hands, he prostrated himself before the powerful fatherly power of the Red Army. When they cried out to surrender, less than ten minutes had passed since the battle began.

If calculated based on the standard of watching and smoking while holding a mobile phone, this is indeed less than two cigarettes. Kulbalov accurately estimated the situation of this battle, and his grasp of the battle situation and situation is exceptional. Accurate.

There was not much time left for Kulbalov to deal with the prisoners of war and clean up the battlefield. Fortunately, the Germans, who had just suffered a defeat and met their own side not long after, were more honest and cooperative. As a result, the work of collecting weapons and arranging prisoners of war went much more smoothly. After shouting a few words asking everyone to speed up, Kulbalov stopped talking and prepared to do something else.

But at this moment, a communications staff officer at the regiment headquarters ran quickly towards Kulbalov holding the telegram he had just received.

"Comrade commander, receive the telegram from the division headquarters!"

"Huh? From the division headquarters? Bring it to me."

Kulbalov really wanted to report to the division headquarters on the battle situation and assault progress on his side. It happened that the division headquarters took the initiative to contact him and sent an order, which saved Kulbalov again. Go and trouble yourself.

"Sure enough, the German armored forces couldn't hold back anymore! The fox still showed its tail, now it's time for the hunter to show off."

The communications staff officer who was still on standby beside Kurbalov did not know what was written in the telegram. He only knew that the expression of the comrade leader in front of him was one of surprise and even excitement! I don’t know what kind of content was recorded in this telegram to make Comrade Leader look like this.

"This is the enemy I want to challenge. This is what I have been waiting for! Give this telegram to the deputy commander and political commissar each. They will know what to do next. Inform the troops to gather quickly and prepare to continue the attack. We’re going to have lunch at the enclosure today!”

There are raging soldiers and raging generals in the den. A flock of sheep led by a lion has more combat effectiveness than a flock of lions led by sheep.

The truth of war has remained unchanged for thousands of years, just like the commanders and fighters at all levels of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division led by Malashenko, each and every one of them is as brave and fierce as their comrade, the division commander. Fighting spirit high.

Rather than picking on soft persimmons, I would rather pick a fight with the tough guys of the Germans, preferably the elite armored units of the Germans, who can show off their own strength.

Kulbalov was tired of playing the game of bullying the German infantry, and he was eagerly looking forward to a brutal armored strangulation battle in which he could fight the Germans in close combat. A telegram sent from Malashenko clearly stated that a large number of German armored units were on the way for reinforcements. This was what Kulbalov wanted.

Every time Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division fought against the German armored elite, it would defeat a threatening opponent and take another beam out of the enemy's body. Kulbalov never considered this kind of thing a trouble or burden. Since the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division was known as a leader and elite, it should shoulder this corresponding responsibility to eliminate the elite Germans.

Disrupting the enemy's armored offensive and destroying a large number of its effective forces will be of great help to our subsequent strategic offensive. Just like what Comrade Division Commander said personally at the pre-station meeting: He, the German, has even killed all the fire brigade, so what will he do to put out the fire next? There is no way to save him, he can only stand in the fire and wait to die!

After quickly dealing with the mess at hand and getting back on the road, Kulbalov led his troops and followed Malashenko's orders and continued to rush towards the encirclement point that was not far away, with great momentum.

Malashenko had already reminded Kulbalov in a telegram that he must hurry up and be cautious on the next trip, because the German armored reinforcements may come out from halfway at any time, near the final encirclement point. A rapid and fierce armored encounter broke out.

Kurbalov was sure that he was ready, as were his comrades and soldiers.

As long as the Germans' junk cars dare to show up to fight, these fascist idiots will immediately know who is the boss in this land.