Chapter 2434: Grinded to Death (Part 1)

The leader's division's offensive continued. After a brief supply of ammunition, the combat engineer units were back on the road and resumed their offensive. The same was true for many other mechanized infantry brother units.

Two consecutive high-intensity close combats consumed most of the ammunition carried by the soldiers. Rifle bullets, grenades, and even pistol bullets were almost exhausted. But fortunately, there are infantry fighting vehicles in squad units closely accompanying them. These big-bellied steel comrades can not only carry infantry, provide protection and direct fire suppression support.

The vehicle can also carry a large amount of spare ammunition for the infantry to supply on the battlefield at any time.

These infantry fighting vehicles, which are based on squads and fight side by side with mechanized infantry and combat engineers, are not far away from the infantry. They can even be said to be very close. The weapons stored in the vehicles can be stored within dozens or even a few steps. Spare ammunition is at your fingertips. Simply take it out of the car, open the box and replenish it, and you can return to the battle with full health and status.

Oh, by the way, the car not only contains ammunition supplies for weapons, but also "ammunition supplies" for people.

You can grab some bread, chocolate and other things from the car. After replenishing your ammunition, you can stuff these into your mouth to cushion your stomach. It won't fill your stomach, but at least it can restore some energy. Maybe the chocolate seized from the Krauts isn't very tasty, but it's still chocolate after all, isn't it?

He put a piece in his mouth and held AK in his arms.

Wouldn't it be nice to just do a sweep and be yourself?

All in all, the BMP43, a conscientious battlefield nanny, is well received by the majority of infantry soldiers.

With her, almost all the annoying troubles you may encounter on the battlefield can be solved. The so-called infantry fighting vehicle is a kind of existence that is born to work with infantry. Malashenko understands and understands all this, so at the beginning of the birth of BMP43, he tried his best to bind it with all aspects of infantry in the newly compiled tactical textbook.

The infantry fighting vehicle is not a tank support vehicle. The object that the infantry fighting vehicle has to cooperate with is the infantry from the beginning to the end. It is just because the infantry has to cooperate with the tank for "infantry-tank coordination", so there is a joint relationship between the infantry fighting vehicle and the tank, which is equivalent to cooperation. infantry. But in the final analysis, it is not directly connected to the tank. When it is really necessary to support the infantry, it still has to follow the infantry.

To put it another way, the same is true for tanks.

Tanks have a mutually supportive relationship with infantry fighting vehicles due to the coordination of infantry and tanks. When the battle is at its most intense, such as when the current position is being attacked and cleared. The infantry charges forward, the infantry is supported by infantry fighting vehicles, and the tanks protect the infantry fighting vehicles. In the end, the infantry, supported by the infantry fighting vehicles, clears away the threat of approaching enemy anti-tank infantry for the tanks.

In this way, a virtuous cycle is formed, in which three battlefield units with different positions are closely integrated, cooperate in operations, and support each other, thereby achieving good combat results and high combat efficiency.

This kind of cooperation between more than two types of battlefield units is called "the simplest synthesis" in the new tactical textbook compiled by the leadership division organization under the leadership of Malashenko.

That's right, this is only the simplest level, and there are more advanced ones, the close coordination between four, five, six, seven or eight different battlefield units, which are high-level synthetic tactics. part. It is not required for lower-level commanders to master it. It is a refresher course for regiment-level, brigade-level and division-level commanders where Malashenko is located.

It may sound unremarkable, but this synthetic tactical concept from the future can be called a dimensionality-reducing blow to the old army. Putting aside the simple coordination of arms during the Second World War, or the lack of coordination of tactics by a single arm, it is foreseeable what kind of consequences there will be in the face of synthetic tactics. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a chopping of melons and vegetables, such as The leader is like this now.

Although the German soldiers resisted desperately on this dilapidated and scorched position, they refused to retreat along with the supporting assault guns and tank destroyers.

But it was as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. No matter what tactics or technical weapons the Germans used, the Russians on the opposite side could always quickly find ways to deal with them and countermeasures.

The torrent of small-arms fire tore through the flesh of the German soldiers, and the roaring heavy fire bombardment shattered the armor of the German tanks and shattered any will to resist that dared to stand in the way.

The remaining German forces, shrouded in huge casualties and despair, have not yet collapsed. The last remaining fighting force is their capital and hope to persist. Even this is just like a glimmering fire in Malashenko's eyes. It can be broken with a snap of your fingers.

"Those Germans don't look like they have any intention of surrendering?"

Iushkin, who was holding the gun scope and adjusting the aim, spoke quietly, and the only answer he received was Malashenko's still unthinking sarcastic remarks.

"It doesn't matter. I don't care if the Kraut is alive or dead. I don't even care if it's broken or whole."

The fighting style of the leading division is a reflection of the will of division commander Malashenko. Every move of the soldiers is as ruthless as the sarcastic words of their division commander. They use the most vigorous and vigorous offensive to tear down and destroy any enemy who appears in front of them. Flesh or steel.

"Gunner, prepare! The three protrusions directly ahead are loaded with high-explosive shells!"

"Loading complete!"

"Okay! Send him on his way!"

"Fire!"

boom--

Even the few remaining armor-piercing bullets are too lazy to use, or there is no need to use them anymore. The violent power of the 130mm grenade is enough to blow up most of the German armored targets encountered on the battlefield, such as this crispy and stuffed one. Three Tuzi.

A grenade exploded at the base of the gun, followed by a shattering scene of destruction.

The powerful grenade directly cut off the entire barrel of the Santuzi from the base of the gun. The barrel was so twisted that it looked like a twisted metal, spinning and emitting black smoke, and was suddenly blasted by a horrifying explosion. The force sent it flying to a distance of more than 20 meters before it landed.

The entire front of the Santuzi turret was directly shattered by the powerful and heavy 130 grenade. The mantlet armor and part of the bow armor closest to the explosion center were completely destroyed, and the huge laceration wounds were like those in the jungle. The animal carcasses torn apart by sharp claws are shocking.

There was no blood splattering or flesh fragments flying, only the remains of pitch-black armor and hot steel spitting flames remained in place.

It was the greatest luck that this Santuzi, whose armor protection had long been outdated, was not reduced to factory-set fragments by one shot.

Even more miserable than the bodies of steel were the bodies of flesh and blood. The most desperate howls and screams under the oncoming rolling steel tracks were too lingering.