Chapter 2401 Start bombing and destroying them!

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2401 Start bombing and destroying them!

It is far from enough to catch these German fish by simply defending the position.

What Marashenko really wants is to maximize the damage and losses, whether it is personnel or technical equipment, in short, it is to do everything possible to use any means that can kill the Germans, so that the number of corpses and wreckage that the Germans are forced to stay is maximized to achieve the goal.

To this end, Malashenko not only carefully prepared a sumptuous meal in front of the position, but also used all the self-propelled artillery and TOS-1 that had been transported to the high ground and entered the shooting position to deploy. Just wait for the right time and call the order, and then you can blow the ghostly Faxis bastard back into your womb.

"I said, should we chase it out? If this continues, these Germans will soon run out of our effective range. I mean the direct aiming effective range."

Seeing the German guys' feet being oiled and running fast Iushkin was a little anxious and couldn't wait to hope that Marashenko could issue an order to pursue, but unexpectedly, Marashenko refused directly without even thinking about it.

"There is no need for this. Our formation is based on a defensive situation. It is too risky to rush out rashly without turning into an attack formation. Besides."

Halfway through the speech, he reached out and adjusted the radio channel beside him, preparing for another order, and then blurted out the words immediately afterwards.

"Do you really think those German guys have no backup plan, just being so stupid as to be fished by us straight balls and then rushed out? Don't think too stupid about the enemy."

Malashenko always felt that those who are used to treating their enemies as stupid may not be much smarter.

Marashenko never regarded the German man opposite as a fool. It was like this in 1941, and it was still like this in 1945. It has not changed from beginning to end.

Similarly, Marashenko also firmly believed that the German man on the opposite side was likely to know his plan, at least he could guess some of the plans, and he still rushed to attack his own positions.

This is enough to prove that the Germans can judge how critical the situation is and how anxious they are. In addition, it is enough to prove that these Germans have at least some foundation.

Rather than taking out the last force to gamble with all his might, Malashenko felt that sending troops to try this style with a foundation in his hands is more suitable for the Germans.

What? You ask the former?

The former has Showa flavor, not German flavor.

It's that simple.

War itself is a wonderful game-like gamble. Every party involved in the war is a gambler sitting at this gambling table. Analyzing and judging the enemy's strategies and tactics is like guessing the opponent's trump card suits and numbers.

Marashenko chose to maximize profits and implement the tactical strategy of maximizing profits as safe as possible. The reason for this was that the battle in Zelo Heights was really unpaid for the leader.

The losses were too big and I could not fight the next Berlin Battle, which followed closely, but I had to win as soon as possible, so I couldn't explain it to Comrade Zhu.

Between "control loss" and "win as soon as possible", one must find the most suitable balance point to be implemented. It will not work anywhere, and the diode management theory is not applicable here.

Too much leaning towards either side may lead to the arrival of the situation and result that is not what you want. Marashenko, who knows this, feels like a tightrope game now, and he cannot make any mistakes.

"Let me see what trump cards are you still hiding, which can allow the gangs to organize a quick counterattack and give away their heads with such confidence."

The German retreat, shrouded in front of the position by fierce firepower like a storm, was not smooth at all, and even to the point where the more you retreat, the greater the loss.

The Germans who were desperately retreating almost didn't take long to find that they were getting farther and farther away from the positions occupied by the Russians, and although it was indeed possible to avoid direct fire from most light weapons. But what was terrible was that the heavy firepower bombardment of the Russians began to become more and more unscrupulous, and they were less concerned about the possibility of accidentally attacking friendly forces because of the distance being too close, especially the artillery firepower caused by the curved ballistics.

Woo--

Boom-

A 152mm Justice shell that came from somewhere was shot, and the straight ball fell on the edge of several German infantry and exploded. The huge explosion rose instantly with the orange-red flames, with a terrifying momentum.

Several German infantry soldiers who had no time to dodge were immediately caught. The closest to the explosion point were instantly swept into the storm flames without exception, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye, without a trace.

The two unlucky guys who were a little far from the explosion point were quite "lucky". At least they didn't die without leaving any trace, leaving some evidence that they had lived and walked in this world.

The fragmented and bloody limbs were blown back like rag dolls. The completely fragmented human tissue was completely unable to tell which part of the human body it was. Passive energy impact sputtered and splashed on German vehicles that were not far away. It was as eye-catching as a spoof graffiti on hip-hop streets, but it was particularly hideous and terrifying and creepy.

"Stay running! Don't stop! We'll be successful!"

The strong desire to survive drove these German soldiers shrouded in the shadow of death to flee. Even if heavy artillery shells kept whistling past them and kept falling and exploding around them, they still could not stop them from escaping.

The Russian steel monsters on the position behind him did not catch up, but simply kept firing and bombarding at the original shooting position, using heavy machine guns and tank guns with a sufficiently long range for direct aiming, constantly killing the fleeing Germans.

But this seems to be good enough news to the German army in the runaway. At this moment, I am afraid there will be nothing else here. It can be more exciting than "The Russians didn't catch up with him, this is great!" and accelerated their escape.

Even though they did not see the enemy's pursuit troops directly, the German army in the depths of the defense line still sent a certain number of support troops to reinforce. They were standing still within the fire support range of their own defense line. It can be seen that the orders they received were limited to receiving their own escape troops and preventing possible pursuits from the Soviet army. That's all.

But this is exactly what Marashenko wants.

Seeing the German fugitives and the support troops meet in front of the defense line, the density of troops has reached the maximum level of predictable situation. Marashenko, who had been waiting for this moment, finally raised the sender that was tightly held in his hand, pressed the call button, and immediately blurted out the command with the breath of destruction and death.

"TOS-1 starts bombing and destroy them!"

Brothers, the community has been powered off again, and the only remaining power of the laptop is really real. I sweated so hard that I have already made a big deal. The remaining power is not enough, and I will be able to make up for it if I don’t have enough power.

(End of this chapter)
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