Chapter 658 The power of the giant cannon

The final result of the battle ended with Malashenko's helpless retreat. The K5 train gun, which could both attack the city and suppress the group troops, allowed Malashenko to experience first-hand the "pleasure" of being ridden in the face by a giant cannon. .

When facing this kind of world-destroying force that seems to destroy the world, all you can do is run away, and don't think about defense or resistance at all.

A 283mm full-caliber high-explosive grenade hit the ground like a small earthquake, causing such a shock that even Malashenko's IS1 prototype would tremble back and forth like a baby stroller. Compared with the 150- and 105-caliber howitzers of the previous German field artillery groups and train guns of the K5 level, they were simply children's toys that pale into insignificance.

Also retreating with Malashenko were Colonel Cherchenkov and his infantry division who were stationed on the position at the same time. This man whose headquarters was almost blown into the sky by a 283mm giant artillery projectile, at this moment He was sitting on the engine cover behind the turret of Malashenko's vehicle. During the retreat, he took the opportunity to exchange opinions and next tactical arrangements with Malashenko.

"What are you going to do? Comrade Malashenko, when will we fight back?"

A nearly 15-centimeter-long gash was opened on Commander Cherchenkov's face near his lower jaw. Even the subcutaneous muscle layer could be seen in the deepest part of the wound.

According to Cherchenkov himself, it was good that the German heavy artillery shell did not kill him but only left a hole. However, his current face looks a bit scary to Malashenko. , as if the entire lower jaw is about to split.

"You'd better find someone to bandage your wound quickly, Comrade Senior. Let's not talk about possible infections. You look like the vampires described in the Western capitalist world, which will scare away girls. of."

After listening to Malashenko's words, he reached out and touched a long scar on his face. Without damaging the arteries, it only cut a large number of capillaries and the amount of bleeding was not much. Cherchin, who prides himself on being strong and strong, Cove seemed a little dismissive and ignored it.

"It's nothing, Comrade Malashenko. You have to know that in Siberia, if half of your head is bitten by a wolf, you have to carry the carcass of the prey back to the village alive. This is what a man is. Weakness and fear cannot overcome the climate there. and nature.”

Malashenko only learned after chatting with Division Commander Cherchenkov that he and his family were derived from the immigration policy of the Soviet Jewish Autonomous Prefecture. The entire family moved to the Far East Jewish Autonomous Prefecture in 1935.

At that time, Commander Cherchenkov was just a small company commander. Due to family migration, he was naturally transferred to serve in the Siberian Military District. It was probably from this time that Cherchenkov's character began to become as cold and unstoppable as the cold wind in the Siberian winter.

It is precisely because of this character that Cherchenkov was deeply loved by his superiors after being transferred to the Siberian Military District, and he was promoted to the position of deputy division commander in just a few years.

After the Great Patriotic War broke out last year, various military districts in the Soviet Union began to vigorously form new integrated units and expand the strength of their reserves to cope with unexpected needs. Cherchenkov was successfully promoted from the position of deputy division commander to the commander of a newly formed infantry division. At the same time, he also participated in the Battle of Moscow that broke out at the end of that year. This experience was already complete in the previous leisure chat. He told Malashenko.

Looking at Cherchenkov's heroic and informal look, Malashenko could probably guess that people over there in Siberia had probably regarded a cut and a scar on their face as a normal phenomenon.

Captain Yakov, who had already died long ago, was also a man with a similar personality to Cherchenkov, an extremely bold and informal man, and he also came from the barren Siberia. The similarities between the two inevitably caused Malashenko to lose his mind and fall into a brief moment. memories.

Instead of answering his question, Malashenko fell into deep thought, which made Cherchenkov feel a little unexpected and unclear.

"Comrade Malashenko, what's wrong with you?"

The shaking from the tank turret under him and Cherchenkov's questioning brought Malashenko back to the present world from his memories. Recalling the bits and pieces of his past, Malashenko did not want to reveal his feelings, and then used A slight smile covered up the loss of consciousness and passed by.

"Nothing, I just remembered an old friend. He looks a bit like you and is also from Siberia. By the way, did you just ask me when I would call back?"

The rapid change of Malashenko's facial expression made Cherchenkov a little overwhelmed, so he could only subconsciously nod to indicate that this was indeed the case.

"It's impossible to fight back, Comrade Commander, haven't you seen the real situation yet?"

Malashenko is a man who dares to tell the truth, especially in front of comrades like Cherchenkov who seem to understand the truth.

"I bet that the cannons that blasted us just now were prepared by the Germans for the siege, but they just happened to use us as a sharpening stone when they encountered a counterattack. To put it simply, we were extremely unlucky."

"I don't know how much you know about the Germans' railway cannons. This is a weapon that can fire in a 360-degree circle, with a range of up to fifty or sixty kilometers. As long as those Germans use the special ring for setting up positions Once the rails are laid, all ground targets within a radius of 50 to 60 kilometers can be hit. Our current military situation is simply unable to deal with this kind of weapon. "

In World War II, when various long-range precision-guided strike weapons were not as developed as modern warfare in later generations, if you did not have air superiority in your hands, there was really no good way to deal with these anti-city weapons with outrageous ranges. .

Did you use ground troops to directly tear apart the German defense line and capture these city-defense treasures?

Thinking of this, Malashenko couldn't help but smiled wryly and shook his head.

This kind of opportunity may come in the future, but for now, haha, just imagine it in your dreams.

Cherchenkov, who like Malashenko had personally experienced the feeling of heavy German artillery bombardment, could not help but remain silent after hearing this. Subconsciously, he wanted to refute Malashenko's words but could never find a reason to convince him. Excuse.

It was the first time he had heard of those terrifyingly powerful super cannons with a range of fifty or sixty kilometers. If these German cannons were really picked up from the ground, Cherchenkov would feel like he was leading an army. No, even a group army cannot break through the German defenses under the current circumstances.

Under the crazy bombing of the Luftwaffe, this was simply a fantasy.