Chapter 2777 The moment of killing

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2777 The moment of killing

It was 4:08 am, and there was less than an hour left before the attack began. Malashenko, who had just driven back to the front line command, was making final preparations.

"The combat orders have been distributed, and the ammunition, oil and materials of the participating troops are fully replenished, and they are all ready as planned."

"All divisions and brigade artillery have also been prepared. Before the attack begins, the artillery fire preparation will be fully covered by the square construction area for an hour. In addition, Commander Cui Kefu agreed to our request. The artillery of the army will provide long-range firepower to support us on the high ground outside the city, and will participate in this artillery preparation with our artillery."

After receiving the telegram from the Chief of Staff, Malashenko, who had read it quickly at a glance at ten lines, raised his mouth and smiled.

"Comrade Commander is very generous. He can move his fingers and he will be an artillery brigade of the group army. Now it's enough to add some ingredients to the pot of Faxis."

"But we can't count too much. The information shows that most of the buildings in that building area are surprisingly hard. A considerable number of tall buildings surround the outside of the building area, which largely prevented the artillery barrage from attacking deep areas. It is difficult to completely destroy this building area by relying solely on the curved artillery fire."

"It is expected to destroy and significantly weaken the resistance intensity of the building area outside the building area, but the central building area - the defense area with administrative buildings as the core, still needs to rely on direct aiming fire support and heavy equipment to suppress the attack. We must make dual preparations for determination and reality."

Before Malashenko finished speaking, the political commissar who was lying on the table studying the war zone map, poured a bucket of "cold water" over.

But this obviously did not affect Comrade Lao Ma's tenacious will and determination. Malashenko, who came to the table, looked at the drawing traces of Comrade's political commissar, and the large building area on the picture that had been pointed directly by the red arrow. He spoke again with an unchanged tone.

"What about the enemy's defense arrangement and military strength? How much do we know now?"

"Not too much, but not too little."

The political commissar who slowly shook his head said this, obviously not referring to the enemy's troops, but to other things.

"The front is advancing too fast, and the situation in the city is too chaotic. The connection location that we had made with the informant the day before might have been captured by us before. The informant himself was also surrounded by the German army and did not know where to retreat. It takes time to re-establish contact, and he cannot take the initiative to contact the informant. The only thing he can do is wait."

".Um."

The front line changes every day, especially the leader's change the most rapidly.

Although the anti-intelligence system of Delao has basically collapsed, even the SS's group of black-skinned dogs are now in danger of being protected by themselves, so they can't even care about arresting people.

But this does not mean that the Soviet intelligence personnel lurking inside the enemy can go wherever they want, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around them running around. On the contrary, the more chaotic the more they are, the more they have to be careful and alert. At this time, who knows what illogical things will happen to those who are suspicious people around them.

Just as the political commissar said.

If you want to obtain information from the enemy, there is no good way now except waiting.

"According to the last information we received, almost all the German troops in the surrounding neighborhoods were driven into this isolated building area. Including the defenders here, it is initially estimated that the number of enemies stuck in it must be at least seven or eight thousand. The military density is higher than any location we had fought in the south of the city before, and the solidity of this building is."

The political commissar who put down the pencil supported the table and looked up at Marashenko, and spoke quietly as if he was making suggestions.

"Maybe it should be tried to persuade the surrender. This building area has now been surrounded by us on three sides, or try to put enough pressure but deliberately slow down and drive them out of the last retreat in the north without being cut off. As long as one of these can be achieved, the casualties may be much smaller."

The orders distributed to the participating troops were carried out to attack with the goal of breaking through the core area, but even though they knew that such a political commissar was still considering whether there were any more efficient methods.

"If these two situations can happen, it will certainly be a good thing, but first of all, this is different from the fact that we must beat those group of nazis to death today."

"Whether you retreat or surrender, do you want to force these dogs to choose one? Then you have to take out something that will scare them and force them to choose."

"Apart from super high efficiency, destruction and death that can break through the line of endurance, nothing will scare these things."

"The more you kill, the faster you speed, the more your fear will be proportional to the amplification."

"So no matter what, this battle must be fought today, and it must be fought hard and slutty. To be honest, I didn't expect to completely chew this hard bone in one day, but this does not mean that I will not be able to kill myself. I realize that your enemy who has not killed me will have an illusion."

There is no slight mercy and hesitation from Marashenko's words, and there is only a full smell of blood that has already overflowed.

After experiencing the battle between Zelo Heights and the outer blocks of the south city, I became more and more aware that my enemies were a bunch of "if you don't kill me, he wouldn't know the pain of a bad bone." In down-to-earth words, if you don't pull his face away and give him some face, then he still thinks you are a waste of muscle weakness, neither capable nor greedy.

So, no matter how the Germans choose next, it doesn’t matter whether they withdraw or surrender.

Because they fought to the end and refused to give in, and even wanted to counterattack and regain lost land.

Marashenko, who was determined to kill and relied on the pile of dead people to establish his authority today, didn't want to see anything else, but wanted to see the Germans being killed in a sea of ​​blood, piles of meat, and the ruins of broken bricks and rotten tiles were filled with blood and blood.

Apart from this goal, it is really irrelevant to whether you can chew the core of this building area.

Killing people, killing people in huge numbers, killing the Germans with the potential to make the Germans live in and out of their own bodies to repair the fortifications. Only in the eyes of Marashenko, this is considered to be "achieving the goal".

Since the division commander had clearly pointed out the direction, then the soldiers from the Red Army, who were the most elite field clusters, launched a fierce attack on the point where the division commander's sword front pointed.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom-

This is the artillery position of the leader's division outside the city and the army artillery position in the other direction. At the same time, the artillery barrage of fire-like fire broke through the sky, and the sound of exploding like a fried bean swelling in the building area was like a pot of fried beans.

Boom-Boom-Boom-

One after another, they exploded into a covered area of ​​artillery fire, and a loud shock came.

This is the news that the Tu-2S bomber group, which had already taken off and took off urgently when the sky turned white, flew over the building area to carry out horizontal bombing with enhanced firepower. The 500-kilogram heavy aviation bombs dropped were detonated.

Standing at the hidden commanding heights in the building with a good view, holding a telescope in hand, looking at the sea of ​​fire in the building area at the end of the square, and thunder rolled.

He raised his hand and looked at the time on his wrist. He knew that the "work" that turned that building area into a real sea of ​​corpses and blood was about to begin.
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