"Grenade! Carry the whole box over and take it one by one. Are you collecting firewood for your mother? Move quickly!"
"Everyone is ready and waiting for my order!"
The violent German tank was on full throttle, spraying thick black smoke as it surged forward. Cold-faced armored grenadiers rode in half-tracks and charged synchronously with the tanks. The assault guns that coordinated the attack were even faster.
Not falling behind at all, keeping pace with each other.
All the situations are silently explaining one thing: the Germans who are attacking from the front are probably not just ordinary people. It can be seen from this excellent attacking lineup and the tacit and consistent cooperation that the Germans
I am afraid that the invading enemy from the side and rear is determined to win. From the beginning, they used their ace troops to take advantage of the enemy's unsteady foothold and make a final decision.
Malashenko, who was standing outside the turret of his car, was certainly not blind or stupid. His eyes widened and he suddenly understood the terrifying scene in front of him.
But the more the situation becomes like this, the more it arouses the fire and desire to fight in Malashenko's chest, burning the thick fighting spirit even more violently, and even a cold smile can't help but appear on the corner of his mouth.
Smiling evilly.
"Come on, the more and more elite people you come with, the better! I'm so itchy that I can't kill anyone, so I can just kill you guys with a knife!"
The longer Malashenko was in charge of such a powerful elite heavy-armed force, the more he discovered that the violent gene in his body was getting stronger and more violent day by day.
Especially when facing those Germans who looked powerful enough, Malashenko not only did not have the slightest fear in his heart, but hoped to fight such enemies quickly, and then crush them under his own Stalin's Guards First Tank Division.
With his illustrious reputation, he added another member to the list of elite German troops who were defeated at his own hands.
The Grossdeutschland Infantry Regiment, the Reich Division, the Totenkopf Division, the Leibstandarte Division, the 502nd Heavy Armored Battalion, not to mention the Viking Division, a bunch of bastards that he already regarded as his own.
They fought all the way to the present Malashenko, almost stepping on the corpses of elite troops of the Wehrmacht and SS.
In the past, when the army was relatively poor and far less powerful than it is now, Malashenko could turn his head and rush forward with a desperate mentality of "Today it's either you or me that will die", and fight with any army that dared to appear.
The elite German troops in front of him were bleeding like rivers, and the sky was dark.
Now that he has such a powerful force at his disposal, Malashenko has no reason to "continue to live a life of austerity even though he is rich."
If you don’t say anything, just do it and it will be done. Whoever is a coward will be a grandchild!
Thinking of this, Malashenko casually put down the binoculars he was holding. While retracting his upper body into the turret, he reached out to close the top cover of the turret. While adjusting his commander's periscope and calibrating the optical equipment, he looked towards the turret.
The crew members who were already preparing to go started to give orders.
"Everyone is present, prepare for the final battle!"
"Seryozha took us out of here in the car and went to a fighting position where we could hit the Kraut tanks. Artyom loaded the armor-piercing bullets, and Iushkin took aim at the Krauts' Panthers first. These crappy things
The threat is the greatest and must be eliminated first!"
As the saying goes, to shoot a man first, shoot a horse; to capture a thief, capture the king first.
With this large mechanized attack group of German troops rushing in front of him, Malashenko naturally chose the Panther medium tank as the backbone as the target of attack.
These Panthers not only have extraordinary mobility and good armor protection, but the 75mm fishing rod main gun they are equipped with can easily destroy the Red Army's medium tanks, and has a very small chance of penetrating the turret of the IS6 heavy tank.
For the frontal gun armor, only the IS4 heavy tank, which is like an armored behemoth, can achieve frontal protection and completely ignore any attacks from the Black Panther.
With such a high-value and high-threat target in front of him, Malashenko obviously has no reason not to kill it first.
The same order is not only conveyed by Malashenko to his crew members, but also to all the other heavy tanks deployed on the battlefield as mobile anti-tank fortresses. Their respective tank commanders are also coordinating.
They all issued a unanimous order to regard the German Panthers as targets worth killing first.
It is worth mentioning that, according to Malashenko's subsequent detailed orders, the tanks deployed on the position at this moment to cooperate and support the infantry in performing positional anti-tank tasks are all hard-armed and sharp guns, which can effectively defend against German tanks.
A heavy tank with a direct-fire main gun.
Those medium tanks, which were already relatively scarce in number, were all drawn by Malashenko to the flanking troops on both sides of the position.
This is because the fragile armor protection of medium tanks is difficult to adapt to the protracted battle of attrition. They will inevitably face great losses under the continuous bombardment of the German army's powerful direct-aiming tank main guns. Furthermore, the high speed of medium tanks
Due to its mobility, it is more suitable for rushing to the battlefield or chasing the enemy. It is obviously more suitable for being placed on the flanks as a reserve force, waiting for orders.
The basic operation is to maximize the strengths and avoid weaknesses according to the attributes of the equipment. Heavy tanks with strong armor and sharp guns, rough skin and thick flesh but relatively slow maneuvering speed are obviously more suitable for this kind of back-and-forth with the German army. You come and I go back and forth.
Bombardment position defense.
Anyway, the position to be defended is only so large, and there is no need for large-scale long-distance maneuvers. After ignoring the shortcomings of mobility, a heavy tank will naturally have only its advantages.
Before the oncoming Germans could fire their first shot, the heavy tanks of the Red Army, which had the advantage of stopping silently, soon fired the first salvo with the excellent ballistic performance of the 122-gun.
Boom boom boom boom——
Malashenko lamented more than once that whenever Stalin's heavy tanks roared and fired, the huge steel body suddenly trembled backwards due to the powerful recoil of the main gun, which had a strong visual impact.
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The orange-red muzzle fire that blooms like death is simply the most beautiful and gorgeous fireworks!
The 122mm large-caliber armor-piercing projectile that escaped from the gun quickly hit the target less than a kilometer away like a heavy hammer, with a shrill scream that broke through the wind.
The vast majority of Red Army commanders, including Malashenko, are confident. Past combat experience has already proven how vulnerable the German Panthers are to the powerful power of the 122 Heirloom. It will explode with one hit.
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But this time, Malashenko, who inadvertently forgot something important earlier, is bound to experience some disappointment and surprise.