Chapter 1905 Battlefield Observation

The offensive launched deep into the German position went as smoothly as Malashenko expected. The area actually controlled by the remaining German infantry on the position was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye. ReadМ

As long as the current advancement speed is maintained, Malashenko can guarantee that the decisive victory or defeat will be announced within half an hour. As for this battle, in which even the combat engineer battalion and the division's self-propelled artillery battalion were involved, it can be said that there was no suspense from the beginning. This was a devastating offensive that the German troops on the position could not resist.

"Each vehicle crew maintains fire suppression and pay attention to keep up with the pace of the infantry! They are the protagonists now. If they cooperate well, victory will be ours soon!"

While holding the periscope in one hand to keep observing the battlefield situation, the other hand was still holding the radio transmitter to update the latest orders at any time, ordering the troops to adjust their formations and maintain the existing advantages and attack rhythm. Always make the most timely adjustments based on the latest battlefield changes, so as not to give the Germans the slightest chance of a comeback.

What Malashenko, who just personally participated in the battle and went to the front line of fire to command the front-line operations, did not know was that everything he was doing at this moment was being watched by another group of people who did not belong to either side of the Soviet Union and Germany. Still very excited, even amazed.

"God, it's unbelievable, Jack! I swear to His Majesty, I've never seen such a beautiful battle! Never, at least not on the Western Front or in North Africa! These Russians, uh, These Russians simply massacred the Germans unilaterally. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have doubted whether it was true. "

In the observation post at the forward observation post of a neighboring infantry division that was not far away from the front-line battle, several officers who were dressed obviously different from the Soviet army, but not in German uniforms were gathering together. They took a telescope inside, and some even used the artillery scope provided by the Soviet army to see farther and more clearly, and to closely observe the battlefield situation.

The eloquent and heartfelt admiration came from the mouths of these people, and it continues.

"Well, I have to admit that these Russians do have skills, but I think General Patton is even better than this. Our United States has the best soldiers and the best weapons. Do you know? Even these Russians are using weapons provided by the United States. To win, just like you. I guess that says it all, isn't it, Jason?"

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Wearing the regular uniform of a British Army lieutenant colonel, with an ordinary steel helmet borrowed from the Soviet army on his head to protect his head, he looked out of place and awkward. Just looking at him was embarrassing enough.

But this does not mean that the displeased Lieutenant Colonel Johnson will acquiesce to the fact that the Texas rednecks around him are humiliating their own country with hidden dangers in their words. I, a dignified soldier of the British Empire, must fight back.

"Oh, dear Jack, I think you should keep your eyes open and take a closer look."

"Look, those Russians are using super huge tanks that we have never seen before. Are these also made by you in the United States? I am really envious of this. The Russians can build such great tanks. , indestructible and indestructible. Unlike us, we only used unreliable tanks sent by our allies after resisting the Nazis alone and hard for so long. Even the Germans were laughing at our tanks. This is simply terrible. It sucks.”

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You laugh at me for being soft on you, and I also laugh at the bad crotch extensions you gave me. Who is laughing at me when they are both half-weighted?

Seeing that Lieutenant Colonel Jack, who was several years younger than him, but quite domineering in his behavior, and full of the aura of a nouveau riche, his face turned red and green like a traffic light because of his anger, and he changed into a completely different person. I couldn't stop but couldn't hold back a word.

Lieutenant Colonel Johnson, who was originally from a famous family, couldn't help but feel secretly happy when he saw this scene. The elegant aristocratic aura influenced by his ancestors suddenly emanated from every pore in his body, as if he was born with a red neck like this one from Texas. Hu Gao disappeared to nowhere.

Are you arguing with me? While my grandpa was drinking black tea elegantly, your grandpa, a country bumpkin from Texas, didn’t know which piece of land he was farming and eating. You don’t even urinate and take photos. What kind of virtue is that?

Jack and Jason, a pair who bickered frequently, did not attract much attention from the colleagues around them. Everyone was already accustomed to this and did not take it seriously.

These two idiots were acting like this on the plane to the Soviet Union. When they landed at the Moscow airport, they continued to bicker and bicker. When they got to the front line, they were still stubborn. I haven't fought you today. Let's find a chance tomorrow. Fighting again is so speechless that I don’t know how to evaluate it.

In sharp contrast, the British major general, who was quite conspicuous among a group of colonel officers, was discussing some matters in a low voice with a Soviet colonel who was accompanying him in a gentle and respectful manner. See what you get and feel.

"Colonel Ivanov, I would like to ask you, this unit is what you want to show us specifically. It is the model armored unit that is known as the absolute elite in your Soviet army. The Stalin Guards Division is named after your leader. A tank division?"

Although some things have been written clearly in black and white on the documents issued in advance, Major General Charlieson still wants to confirm it again after witnessing such a scene with his own eyes. Only in this way can he be convinced of some of his own personal knowledge. What I saw and what I guessed were true.

Hearing the respectful British major general in front of him ask such a question to himself, Colonel Ivanov, who was responsible for accompanying these British Americans all the way to the front line and acting as a professional commentator and field communication and coordination work, immediately looked proud. .

"You are right, General. This powerful tank unit in front of you is the most elite Guards tank unit of our Red Army, which is the Leader's Division."

"You made the request to observe the battle of the Leader's Division on the spot. Now it's just around the corner. The embarrassing rout of those stubborn fascists won't last long."

"Soon, they will all surrender and be sent to Siberia to participate in labor reform, or they will become fertilizer to nourish the land and a corpse. It is up to them to choose, but victory will eventually belong to the Red Army."

"OK, I understand."

He nodded thoughtfully to indicate that he understood the situation. Major General Charlieson, who seemed silent on the surface, was actually thinking about another thing, something that he would have to do personally in the near future. .

"It seems it's time to meet this Malashenko. This guy may indeed be as ferocious and powerful as described in the German intelligence we uncovered. I don't know if Field Marshal Montgomery's conjecture is true."

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