The rising sun still rises slowly from the horizon. The battle of the new day will continue. The two armored forces, each gearing up, have made final preparations.
The battle finally kicked off after the first roar from the German artillery positions at 5:30 in the morning.
call out--
Boom boom boom——
"Hey, this is the brigade headquarters! What did you say? The sound of the artillery is too loud, you can't hear clearly! Repeat it again!"
"Hello? Hello!"
"Damn it, the phone line is blown! Communications company, prepare to repair the line, quickly!"
The dense German artillery barrage fell like raindrops, and heavy large-caliber grenades starting at 105 mm lifted large chunks of soil on the position into the air.
The deafening roar of artillery shook the earth. Red Army soldiers with weapons in their hands were either hiding in trenches or leaning against artillery holes and were shrouded in the fierce artillery fire.
In the semi-buried forward command post built with civil fortifications, Malashenko, who was already dressed in combat attire and wearing a tank cap on his head, was holding a telescope and facing the front-line positions shrouded in artillery fire to observe the situation at all times.
Don't miss every detail.
Political Commissar Petrov, who had been shouting for a long time with a phone in hand but still received no reply, walked up quickly and handed the telegram he had just copied by hand to Malashenko.
"Good news! The comrades of the rear aviation unit sent a call back. The fighter and attack aircraft units have taken off ten minutes before we received the call! We are about to receive air support. Comrade Brigade Commander and the comrades of the aviation unit will try their best to stop it.
Any attack by the enemy."
Upon hearing this, Malashenko immediately became interested, turned around quietly, glanced at the telegram in the hand of Political Commissar Petrov, and made no intention of taking it. Instead, he faced Comrade Political Commissar amidst the roar of artillery.
Asking questions in a serious manner.
"I'm sure the German planes are on the way now. How many fighter planes are there to support our aviation unit? Are there enough fighter escorts? They must seize air supremacy in the theater to launch air strikes to block the enemy's ground offensive. Otherwise,
It’s all just talk!”
Malashenko's words went straight to the core of the problem. Political Commissar Petrov, who was holding the telegram, did not delay much and replied to Malashenko almost without thinking.
"There is a fighter aviation division and an assault aviation division, but it is not clear whether they will send out all their strength to support us. They may have other tasks. But they said in the telegram that they will send a strong support force, even if it is
If you can’t completely suppress the German air force, it’s at least feasible to repel the enemy’s first wave of offensive. That’s what I think!”
Commissar Petrov spoke loudly and the roar of artillery made Commissar Petrov have to use this method to communicate with Malashenko.
After hearing this, Malashenko did not say anything more. It was still unknown whether his own aviation force could defeat the Germans' air superiority fighters. Malashenko, who was used to fighting against enemy air attacks, knew that he could not
Put all your hopes on others. At critical moments, you still have to rely on yourself to have hope of victory. This has always been the case.
"Contact Division Commander Mavonov and tell them to be prepared! As soon as the artillery fire stops, the crazy Germans will rush up soon. The attacking force will only be much larger than yesterday. I can guarantee it!"
"I tried to contact you just now, but the phone line was blown up. I have sent people to contact Division Commander Mavonov and they to check the situation. The communications company has also sent people out to repair the line. There is no way to contact Mavod immediately.
Commander Vonov will lead them."
Based on the principle that it is best not to put eggs in the same box, Malashenko, who is afraid that the combined command headquarters will be attacked by German air raids or artillery, suggests setting up two separate headquarters to maintain smooth communication at all times.
Can.
In this way, even if one command post is taken over by the Germans, there will still be another one, so that the entire front will not be leaderless and collapse in an instant.
Malashenko's suggestion was recognized and approved by Division Commander Mavonov, but one of the biggest problems with the separate headquarters is that the phone lines were blown out, and the problem of poor communication has been exposed.
Political Commissar Petrov tried different methods to contact Division Commander Mavonov but received no reply. This situation was obviously not a good sign.
"Send more manpower to contact and check. If necessary, arrange a communication squad directly! We must find out the situation as soon as possible. Even if their headquarters is shot by the Germans, there will still be at least some traces! A division-level commander
The boss will not have nothing left!"
Like a machine running at full speed, the headquarters of the 1st Heavy Tank Brigade of Stalin's Guards was extremely busy. More and more telephone lines were blown up by the intensive German artillery fire, and the voice of repeated calls could not be heard. Almost everyone
They were all as busy as ants on a hot pot, running around eagerly.
Malashenko frowned after hearing and seeing such a scene.
The Germans who had absolute air supremacy were not only bombing themselves indiscriminately with planes, but even the German artillerymen who were trying to pull the flag of a tiger and fight against others were actually shaking now.
As the saying goes, there are no tigers in the mountains and monkeys rule the roost. Without the terrifying natural enemy of the Soviet field artillery cluster, the German artillery actually displayed a rare and ferocious posture.
The dense artillery fire that has lasted for half an hour is rare for Malashenko, who has already experienced hundreds of battles. It is rare to see such thousands of German artillerymen who are as angry as the little daughter-in-law.
A husband who is not brave is like A Wei who brags to Brother Jie after drinking two cans of horse urine. He is so open-minded and has no scruples when the gunfire hits him.
Although he is very reluctant to admit it, Malashenko must also face reality.
The entire World War II had begun to take shape as the prototype of later modern wars. The Soviet Red Army, which controlled the world's strongest field artillery force, was still helpless in the face of the enemy's desperate efforts to suppress air supremacy.
The artillery positions that were initially exposed due to artillery fire counter-preparations for the German troops preparing to attack were blown to pieces in the first wave of German air strikes after the war began, so they were prioritized.
In the subsequent battles, the Luftwaffe still paid close attention to the Soviet artillery positions. As soon as those clumsy and slow-moving towed heavy howitzers opened fire, exposing the position, the black German aircraft would definitely hit them before they could move.
He rushed over, followed by another crazy bomb attack, licking the ground and bombing the ground indiscriminately.
Now that the battle has been fought, it is not clear whether others can still get artillery support to Malashenko. Anyway, apart from the only su152 self-propelled howitzers on hand, only the mortars carried by the infantry can be fired.
It's called "artillery support."
Without the guarantee of air superiority, it is useless to have powerful artillery on hand. The world's most powerful artillery, such as the Soviet artillery, can only hold its nose and admit this painful fact. There is no other way. Marla, holding a telescope in his hand,
Shenke felt as if he had chewed Coptis chinensis in his mouth and said he was suffering.