Chapter 470: Tai Sui’s head is in trouble

Completely unaware that Horning, a cunning fox, had already laid a trap for himself, Malashenko, who only thought that the Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment must not be allowed to escape so easily, immediately launched a pursuit.

When Malashenko, who had half his head exposed outside the turret to observe the surrounding situation, was about to raise the telescope in his hand to look further, a sudden whistling sound in the sky interrupted Malashenko's thoughts.

"No, German shelling!"

The whining and whistling sound like an old ox pulling a broken cart had already hit the ground before Malashenko could finish his exclamation. The huge explosion of the 150mm evergreen howitzer blew away the flying snow and frozen soil. It was lifted up and then hit the ground hard. His ears were shocked by the roar of artillery fire. The first thing he did after returning to the turret was to grab the microphone next to him and speak loudly.

"Lavery, the German artillery attack is coming! Let all the infantry who have not followed up withdraw and stop charging!"

Malashenko, who has human flesh reactive armor hanging on the turret and body, is not very worried about his own safety. The thickly armored KV85 heavy tank is guaranteed to be absolutely immune as long as it is not directly hit by the 150mm howitzer, but the armor outside the tank Those infantry tank knights were not so lucky.

The Soviet infantry, who only wanted speed but not safety, suffered heavy casualties in the first wave of artillery shells. The flying hot shrapnel instantly swept away the Soviet infantry hanging from the turret with their bare hands like a sickle cutting wheat. Later, some of the Soviet infantrymen who screamed and fell off the tank even had time to react before they were crushed into pulp by the tracks of their own tanks that were pressed directly on their faces.

Just like the charge of an ancient cavalry group, a tank group that is "aggressive like fire and motionless like a mountain" must implement absolute orders and prohibitions once it launches a charge. For the sake of one person, the charge of the entire tank group will be delayed and lead to irreparable consequences. Bad situations are never allowed.

After receiving Malashenko's loud order, Lavrinenko ignored the danger and immediately faced the roaring German artillery barrage outside the vehicle. He lifted the commander's roof above his head and leaned out, facing the people behind him. The infantrymen who were lying on the ground and suppressed by the fierce artillery fire shouted loudly.

"Get back, don't follow! Don't get into the German shelling, let us tank troops come!"

The KV220 tank, which had been covered in blood and body parts, was like a scarlet beast crawling out of hell. Lavrinenko, who was driving at top speed, could smell the strong blood through the howling cold wind. taste.

The moment the first wave of shelling fell, the shell fragments were swept away like autumn leaves. The tank knights outside Lavrinenko's car were almost completely dead. When they were about to return to the turret, they were also hit by a gun. The arm hanging down beside him was hung up for a moment. Lavrinenko, who couldn't tell whether it was disgusting or disgusted, didn't care about throwing it away and immediately retracted into the turret.

The last time he walked through the fire cover of the German artillery barrage, Malashenko really had no choice. With neither artillery support available nor air support to call for, Malashenko could only suffer the bombing in frustration and was unable to fight back.

But this time, the seven fully loaded divisional field artillery regiments deployed behind the starting position are Malashenko's most powerful backing at the moment. In terms of artillery, they are eighteen streets behind the Soviet army, not just the Germans. From Malashenko's point of view, it was simply trying to fiddle with one's duties.

"Hammer, please reply when you receive it! I am the front tank group!"

The communication distance of the vehicle-mounted radio station is just enough to reach the field artillery command post behind the departure position. Malashenko, who wanted to reach the communication channel of the artillery command post before departure, finally came in handy. The codename Heavy Hammer is now Malashenko’s most critical hope.

Malashenko, who was under heavy artillery barrage fire, did not wait too long. A firm and powerful word suddenly came from the transmitter not long after.

"The hammer has been received, Major Leonid is waiting for instructions, please give the order, Comrade Malashenko!"

A total of seven Soviet divisional field artillery regiments at the Military Unity Unit have now built a unified artillery dispatch command post, with Major Leonid, the most experienced commander among the seven field artillery regiments, serving as the overall dispatch commander. .

This Soviet artillery major, who is full of violent genes, once performed a glorious deed during the Battle of Kiev with a 152mm howitzer, flattening the muzzle with sandbags, and personally bombarding German tanks with direct aim.

The German Panzer IV tank, which was directly restored to the state of parts by the 152mm high-explosive grenade, became Major Leonid's record. Following the large army, Major Leonid managed to escape from the encirclement by chance, although he was forced to throw it away. All the artillery was destroyed, but the impersonal factors forced by this situation did not result in Major Leonid being punished but instead being reused.

Leonid, who was transferred to the newly formed infantry division as the commander of the division's artillery regiment, was gearing up and always wanted to find an opportunity to avenge his old subordinates who were almost wiped out during the Battle of Kiev. Now, Major Leonid, who had already cleansed the German positions, still couldn't forgive his hatred. Those German artillerymen who dared to disturb Tai Sui's head had become his next hunting target.

"The target is the artillery positions of those Germans. You will definitely be able to get them! Measure their specific positions and kill them. There are shells exploding all around us! Act now!"

"Understood, Comrade Malashenko, artillery support will be here soon!"

Knowing that time was running out, Major Leonid threw away the microphone in his hand and immediately looked back to the side. A precision measurement team of more than ten people was combining the actual trajectory and direction of the German artillery fire. distance, quickly calculating all the specific parameters needed to launch an artillery battle and trying to make it more accurate.

The busy and efficient final result was delivered to Major Leonid's hands in ten seconds. After glancing at the handwritten shelling parameters on the paper, Major Leonid immediately handed it to the ordering soldier beside him. .

"Launch an artillery attack according to these coordinates! Use maximum firepower to blast those Germans back to their hometown!"

Less than two minutes after the first German artillery roar, the Soviet artillery counterattack roared from the distant horizon with a death cry and hit the German artillery position accurately.

Both in terms of power and range, it is far superior to the German artillery. The reliable 122 and 152 mm artillery instantly turned the roaring German artillery position into a sea of ​​​​fire. The scene of flying sand and rocks was compared to hell. It's even worse than that.