Chapter 814 Two-front battle

The entire regiment dismounted the tanks and charged as infantry. Malashenko had never imagined that one day he would face such a battle.

But today, October 14, 1942, the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment really became infantry without tanks, all dismounted and charged into battle.

Carrying a Somi submachine gun in one hand and waving his hand at the arm behind him with the other arm, Malashenko, who was leading the charge, was still at the forefront of the charge as usual, even without the tank.

Lavrinenko, who was "crazy" with Malashenko, rushed to the front, shouting and screaming. Even Petrov, the political commissar who is usually self-aware and rarely participates in frontline command operations, is now also Holding the Tokarev pistol in his hand, he followed closely in the center of the team and called for his comrades.

"Charge! Rescue the commander! Comrades, Ulla!"

Seeing that the roasted duck has reached your mouth, and you can eat delicious chunks of it immediately, the violent explosion and tremor coming from behind you, who had already captured the entrance of the tunnel, almost stopped everyone who was rushing and focused. The German soldiers below were all frightened.

"Russians! Oh no, the Russians are coming from behind. They are their reinforcements!"

This kind of thing was unacceptable to the German commando commander who was only a dozen meters away from rushing into the 62nd Army's combat command hall.

The Soviet troops that dared to come over to support in a short period of time must be only a small force. Previous intelligence and aerial reconnaissance confirmed that the Russians had sent all their troops to the front line. There was no organized unit in the entire northern heavy industrial zone. The Russian reserve team is on standby.

In other words, at this moment, the Russians who have taken our own retreat and are shouting slogans are probably just a patrol team. Of course, they may also be militiamen. All in all, their total strength should not and will never exceed one company. The scale, of course, may not even be half a company!

"As long as we can drive out these troublesome Russians, victory will still belong to us! In terms of firepower and combat experience, we are definitely stronger, and in terms of numbers, the Russians do not necessarily have the upper hand. There is no reason why we cannot win such a battle. !”

The German commando commander, whose eyes were spinning as fast as a roulette wheel, made up his mind in just three seconds. The opportunity he had finally grasped to take down the Russian Army Headquarters must not be wasted like this.

"Turn! Captain Schent leads the first team to continue charging. The second and third teams turn around to block the group of Russians behind. We cannot let them break through our defense line! Action!"

The German commando commander not only wanted to stay and eat Chuikov's 62nd Army Headquarters, but also planned to fight on both the northern and southern fronts at the same time! While going to capture or eliminate Chuikov's group, he also had to dedicate a large number of troops to block the pursuers behind him. This "full bloom" tactic with a strong "German fine tradition" is simply outrageously bold.

But as the saying goes, people's hearts are not as good as snakes. When faced with such a big temptation as annihilating the enemy group army headquarters, there are probably only a few people who would choose to give up. Malashenko must know that the German commando commander is so coquettish. If you operate it, you will probably understand.

"Grenade! Get down!"

boom--

The huge explosion stirred up thick smoke and dust, filling the ears and nose like an earth dragon in the narrow underground tunnel. The dust could not settle for a long time. Malashenko, who was almost blinded by the explosion, was hiding in a concave wall. After that I couldn’t help but curse and complain.

"Fuck you, why are there so many grenades! How many M24s did these Germans bring in?"

After just one meeting, Malashenko understood why this group of German commandos were able to tear apart the defense line of the guard company of the group army headquarters, which was not large in number but all composed of elite soldiers, in such a short period of time, and came close to capturing Chuikov alive. Only one final step of reason remains within reach.

It’s impossible to say how desperate these Germans are and how capable they are of defeating them. It’s just because the firepower of these Germans is so fucking fierce. Free grenades are thrown at them like CS grenades. No one can stand these bullshit tactics.

Thanks to the strong structure of this underground tunnel, it was built with a structural strength standard that could withstand German air attacks. Otherwise, Malashenko estimated that ordinary civilian basements would have been destroyed by this rain of grenades.

"What to do now!? We can't fight! These Germans are crazy! You'd better have a prepared strategy to deal with these Germans, I'm serious!"

Lavrinenko, who was hiding in the recessed wall with Malashenko, also looked anxious, but as the top field commander at this moment, Malashenko also had no good solution.

The tactic of using hand grenades and fully automatic firepower to block narrow tunnels, let alone World War II, even in later generations when all kinds of tactical equipment and individual weapons have made great progress, it is still useless, because this is basically the same thing. Such an unreasonable tactic! And it is well known that unreasonable people or things are often the most difficult to deal with.

"What to do, what to do, what the hell to do???"

"Calm down, calm down first. There must be a way. There must be a way to cure these Germans' bad habits! There is no tactic without weaknesses in this world. We must find weaknesses!"

Malashenko, who was slightly panicked, was right about one thing. There is indeed no tactic without any weaknesses in this world. Whether it is the current Patriotic War or the modern war in the distant future, it is nothing more than this and unchanging.

The few German armored grenadiers who were only interested in throwing grenades were able to suppress the fire for less than two minutes. When they reached for the grenade bag at their waist, they grabbed it with their right hands, and then they quickly asked their comrades beside them for grenades. But to no avail.

The several German armored grenadiers who were staring with big eyes but small eyes were completely dumbfounded. The triple superscalar grenades specially carried for this assault operation were finally used up.

Most of the otakus who play FPS games in later generations only care about the sudden burst of excitement, but suddenly find out that they are out of bullets at the critical moment, and then they scratch their heads and slap the mouse because they are too slow to change bullets. The sweat inside can soak the mouse completely.

Similar situations can also be seen in actual combat. Once people get involved in something and forget about the details, it does not only exist in games.

As soon as the continuous explosions of grenades stopped, Malashenko, who was hiding behind the wall and had ears sharper than a dog's, immediately realized something was wrong.

After waiting for a full five seconds, there was no sound of a grenade. Malashenko, who looked at Lavrinenko next to him, instantly understood the same taste in the other's eyes.

"The Germans have finished throwing their grenades!"