Chapter 1719 Artillery Ace

In terms of professional skills and professional quality, the artillery of the Red Army can be said to have destroyed more than ten streets with the artillery of the Germans.

The destructive covering firepower hit the German guy's head blankly as if he had eyes. The shells that continued to fall like thunder exploded on the German artillery position, releasing destructive energy and terrifying concussive shock waves. Devouring everything around it.

How could the German artillerymen, who were in high spirits just a second ago, have expected that they would suddenly encounter such a disaster? The Soviet large-caliber heavy artillery shells exploded like a rain of bullets in an instant. The Germans could not tell the difference between east, west, north and south. They only knew that they were in danger.

The panicked German artillerymen all scrambled to escape from their artillery positions one by one and wanted to escape, but how easy was it to escape with such a formation of fire coverage?

If they don't run away as early as possible, there is a high probability that it will only be a desperate end result. These German artillerymen, who are shaken to pieces by the heavy artillery shells that continue to fall around them and are unsteady on their feet, will soon know what is going on. What you do can be called futile.

Cannons, bodies, ammunition boxes, and piles of shells waiting to be loaded on artillery positions

Almost everything on the position was covered in devastating firepower. The 122 and 152 mm large-caliber high-explosive projectiles that kept roaring and falling from the sky showed no mercy.

All kinds of broken limbs and pieces of meat were blown up all over the sky, and large pieces of metal fragments and artillery wreckage were lifted directly into the air.

Malashenko, holding a telescope in his hand, could not see such a miserable situation on the German positions, but he could roughly guess that all the Germans' escape efforts would ultimately be in vain. Just by looking at the huge black smoke from explosions rising on the distant horizon, and the scenes of violent ammunition explosions with flaming lights, Malashenko could imagine that the current experience of the German artillery must be very exciting.

"Just hit the jackpot! Look at this formation, you may know how lively the German artillery position is now. Our shell shells alone cannot produce this effect. It must have destroyed all the ammunition piles on the German artillery position. This is what I want, haha, it’s so damn good!”

Malashenko, who enjoyed admiring the Western scenery, was enjoying the view very happily, but he did not notice that the political commissar standing nearby had already received a telegram in his hand.

"You should see this, Malashenko."

"Huh? What is this?"

Having been interrupted from his "elegant mood", Malashenko turned around following the voice of Comrade Political Commissar, and the telegraph newspaper still smelling of ink was still handed to him.

"A telegram from the Third Guards Artillery Division. They arrived in advance and are setting up artillery positions. Telegraph communication has been established. They can call for artillery support in half an hour. The mission they received during this trip is to provide us with fire support. , the entire artillery division is now under your command. This is the most powerful division-level artillery unit in our front army. You now have the power of destruction. "

Why is joy falling from heaven?

At this moment, Malashenko can pat his chest and tell you that this is fucking joy falling from the sky! And it’s a super unexpected extra-large surprise.

One thing to say is that Malashenko has never experienced what it feels like to dispatch and command a fully organized Guards Artillery Division.

Malashenko had heard some deeds and rumors about this Third Guards Artillery Division before, all of which were awesome legends about this elite ace artillery unit.

It is said that the Third Guards Artillery Division is one of the most capable elite units in the entire Red Army artillery unit. It was formed by merging multiple elite regiment-level artillery units on the outskirts of Moscow in late 1942.

One of the main features is that the organization is extremely large. The division has 3 howitzers, 2 cannons, and 3 anti-tank guns, totaling 8 artillery regiments. This is the normal organization under normal circumstances. If necessary during wartime, it will be replaced. Additional integration of other artillery units for unified coordination and command.

For example, this time Vatutin integrated the 203mm heavy howitzer battalion of the front army. Although it is only one battalion, it can exponentially increase the firepower output. It is said that one battalion is not enough to beat a regiment. Too much.

The unit was initially under the command of the Supreme Headquarters and was uniformly dispatched as an artillery strategic reserve, and was later decentralized to the first-level troops of the front line. In most cases, it is put into battle as an artillery force directly under the front army. For example, it is now directly under the command of Vatutin.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of this encirclement and annihilation battle, the armored troops reinforced by the Germans would not be ruined.

Vatutin spent a lot of money this time and directly used the trump card in his hand to move up the front line of the dangerous war zone and handed it over to Malashenko for dispatch and command. He had full control over the destruction of this front army level. Power.

What would it feel like to smash this unit, which was originally prepared for campaign-level artillery fire, onto the top of the Kraut's head?

Malashenko had never experienced it before, and found it difficult for him to figure it out. He just hoped that the Germans who were trembling under the devastating artillery fire would not come too hard and couldn't help but beat him.

"That's good, but it's not useful at the moment. Tell them to wait. It's not time for them to warm up and enter the field. If they open fire at this time, they will only scare the Germans out of their pants and retreat. I won’t fight this kind of costly battle.”

"A losing battle?"

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar accurately captured this key word in Malashenko's words, and after instantly understanding what it meant, he just laughed.

"It seems that you have taken advantage of the Germans across the street and regarded them as military achievements? It sounds like capitalists are calculating their own property and preparing to exploit workers."

Seeing that Comrade Political Commissar was interested in making a joke, Comrade Ma naturally rode his donkey downhill without any shame, and simply slipped away following Comrade Political Commissar's words.

"As long as I deal with these German bastards, what does it matter if I become a capitalist for once? I just want to exploit these fascist lackeys to death, skin them to pieces, and even take out their bones to feed the dogs! Look at us this time How many Germans can be packed into this bag of destruction? We must teach these bastards an unforgettable lesson."

The German army, which had just suffered a sudden and huge bombardment loss, did not know that at this moment, the extremely difficult group of enemies on the opposite side were plotting a big conspiracy waiting for them to fall into it.

On the contrary, the German army, which had just received a new wave of reinforcements, thought that it had received a powerful injection of cardiotonic and had a great advantage. Especially the newly arrived heavy armored troops will become the absolute best in breaking through the Russian positions.