Chapter 2459 Too Many

Speaking of which, "Comrade Commander is the Master of All-Purpose" has become a popular saying in the leadership division that everyone knows and knows. Even Uncle Ivan, the cook in the cooking class, knows that Comrade Commander is omnipotent and proficient in all weapons. All new equipment can be designed.

After all, from participating in the design and development of tracked armored combat vehicles to participating in the design and development of assault rifles, to the latest participation in the design and development of rocket launchers, this cross-industry mastery is really a big span, isn't it?

But this is something that is difficult for ordinary people to understand, let alone accomplish. Comrade Senior Engineer not only completed it, but also completed it very well. Almost every project chief engineer who has worked together with him, without exception, was full of praise for Comrade Senior Engineer's talent. , there are so many thumbs up and "Hala Shao", and it never stops from beginning to end.

We know that the weapons in our hands were personally participated in the design and reviewed by the division commander before they were delivered to the equipment units.

Not to mention others, Alsim's fierce fighting engineers were extremely confident in their new rocket launchers, almost to the point of "Whoever says this thing can't work, I'll fucking kill them."

There is no other way, the leader, the toughest guy among tough guys - Comrade Alsim, the company commander, is "comrade division commander's number one fan". It is said that "a raging soldier will bring a raging den of generals." What kind of leader can bring out what kind of soldiers. If these old guys who follow Alsim to fight everywhere don't admire and are fanatical about their comrade, then something weird will happen to them.

The last two soldiers who jumped out of the vehicle and were armed with rocket launchers followed closely behind the infantry fighting vehicle. They each stretched out their hands to close the hatch, struggled to throw it out, closed it again, and continued to move forward.

Alsim, who was the first to rush out of the car, was following the rear of the team, crouching low and moving forward.

The large-caliber grenades whizzing by at low altitude above your head are still coming one after another, and the dull and terrifying roar is so breathtaking, just like a series of speeding steam locomotives passing very close to your head at low altitude. It's shocking, yet so real and so close.

Even a veteran like Alsim, who has been in battle for a long time, still cannot help but raise his head and look to the sky, trying to catch the traces of those artillery shells with the naked eye to open his eyes and see this kind of thing that he has rarely had the opportunity to see with his own eyes in the past. What is the scene like?

"There are tanks in front to clear the way, and heavy artillery in the back to provide direct support. We don't have to wait outside the tanks and have special vehicles to pick us up!"

"Who could have thought that the war would turn out like this, Alsim! I'm so excited. This is how a man should live! Look around us, there is nothing more exciting than this!"

You should avoid talking nonsense when charging. You might even get a big military boot on your butt, shutting you up like a duck. It also allows you to follow the infantry tank in front of you more closely. .

But this time it was different. Alsim couldn't kick his deputy in the butt, just because Alsim himself had the same real feelings.

"These are all thanks to Comrade Commander. Without him, we would not be fighting a battle like today. He is the one who will lead us to the future. We will talk about the rest when we have time after this battle. Now follow me. !”

"Walk!"

The speeding BMP43 infantry fighting vehicle was the first to rush through the trench, then slammed on the brakes and stopped very close to the edge of the position, turning it into a fixed fire support point.

There are always people who think that such stationary armored targets are easy to deal with and opportunities will come, such as those German sticks running around in the trenches like gophers holding individual anti-tank weapons.

But the fact is that the truth is not on their side, and the combat engineers who follow them will not give them any chance.

Da da da da——

"Grenade!"

boom--

A hail of bullets hit their faces, followed by two grenades and hot buns waiting for them. The German soldiers, whose number could not be counted, had no time to react before they fell into a pool of blood from the intensive firepower and died on the spot.

Alsim, with a bayonet on the gun head, was the first to jump into the trench, with smoke still rising from the muzzle of the AK in his hand.

The infantry fighting vehicle, which was definitely huge and made of steel compared to the infantry, was parked outside the trench. It was firing at full range at a very close distance of only two or three meters away. It used a non-stop bucket to hold the magazine and fed 25mm ammunition. The cannon kept popping, and 25mm shells longer than a palm kept flying out from the turret ejection port and falling in all directions. Some even bounced and fell around Alsim.

The continuous roar of machine guns was like a drum beating against the ears, making Alsim's ears buzz, until the company officer following Alsim lowered his figure and trotted quickly. The earth came to his side.

"What do you say? Where to fight??? This damn place is full of Germans now. God knows how many there are."

"There is no other choice. Keep moving along the trenches, push wherever you go, and take it step by step. If you dare to go out now, you will die. Everyone, follow closely. Let's go!"

Those German firepower points on the position that had not been completely cleared still retained strong firepower output, and various scattered projectiles kept passing and whistling against the trenches on the top of the scalp.

It can only be said that it is the core defensive position of the Germans. The firepower output and troop configuration are different from yesterday's formation. It can even be said that there is a world of difference between the sky and the earth.

It wasn't until he charged very close to the German position that Malashenko saw the things that he couldn't see, or could only see a small part of, because of the limited viewing angle and line of sight.

A huge number of German fortifications are like stone forests standing at random heights all over the highlands. Those dark steel-concrete structure bunkers or low buildings, whatever they are called, are one of the number of them arranged one or two next to each other. It even gave Malashenko a vision of seeing the future world.

"Damn it, is this the pigeon building relocation housing community built by a black-hearted real estate boss? There are as many as your mother! Damn it!!!"

The leader's division has a lot of heavy firepower, but there seems to be more of the endless German fortifications in front of them.

This was the first time today that Malashenko felt an invisible thing called "pressure", and it was already being hit on his shoulders.

But there is no turning back when the bow is drawn, and whoever is a coward will be sent away.

At this point, there was no choice. Malashenko gritted his teeth, picked up the radio transmitter at hand, pressed the button, and then let out a loud roar.

"Every unit is fighting steadily, pay attention to maintaining the formation, and don't be greedy for attack speed! The self-propelled artillery will follow immediately, and everyone is ready to approach and fire directly!"