"Oh, damn! Shelling, the Russians are shelling! Get out of the way!!!"
boom--
The German army was half a beat too slow to react to the sudden and violent artillery fire. In the end, the ferocious rain of fire falling from the sky hit the top of the German army's head with precision almost instantly, and exploded in all directions. It immediately turned into a burst of flames.
The rising sea of flames completely enveloped all German troops within the coverage area.
The Katyusha rocket launcher, which outputs extremely strong explosive firepower in a short period of time, is very powerful. The 132mm rockets rained down one after another on the entire battalion in less than a minute.
The Germans who had marked the coordinates of the artillery attack had no time to react, let alone dodge. The sea of fire and deathly flames engulfed everything they came into contact with, whether they were people or objects.
The ISU-152 self-propelled artillery, which raised its barrel and projected long-range firepower in a curved trajectory, was also roaring with salvos at the moment.
The ISU-152 artillery group, which has a far slower rate of fire than the Katyusha but is more durable, is extremely ferocious. The 152 shells falling straight down knocked all the German troops on their backs and smashed them to pieces.
The Germans, who had been stunned by the Katyusha rocket launchers, became rats in the bellows, suffering from both sides. Even if they managed to survive the first wave of Katyusha rockets, they still could not get rid of the continuous falling and exploding 152 rockets.
Escape from the sea of cannonballs,
Bathed in the barrage of large-caliber artillery, feeling that life was trembling violently like dandelions in the storm and could disappear at any time. The despair in the hearts of the German soldiers cannot be explained in a simple sentence or two.
Sometimes, instant death can actually make people feel relieved, such as the current situation of the German army.
"Well done! Keep firing and kill these two-legged German beasts! I just like to see the Germans being bombarded by heavy artillery and having no place to escape."
Kulbalov, who has led his team to assemble, is now just waiting for the bombardment to end, charging forward, holding a telescope in his hand and watching the scene of the Germans being blown up. For Kulbalov now, he is really heartfelt.
It's so refreshing that it can't be accurately described in words.
Comrade the division commander was right. He attacked the pitiful posture of these Germans who had not even dug a position or a trench. This wave of artillery fire without any warning, rapid, accurate and deadly, could have destroyed them even if they didn't say a word.
At least half of the Germans were killed, injured and maimed.
It's certainly not very satisfying to rush in and become a corpse collection team, but the feeling of watching the Germans struggling and suffering in the sea of fire is so wonderful that you can't extricate yourself from it.
Kulbalov, who had grinned like a lotus flower, put down the telescope in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, stood with his upper body outside the turret of his command vehicle, raised his arms, rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the number on his watch.
Time, there are only the last three minutes left before the 15-minute bombardment ends.
"The entire vehicle crew is in position, loading high-explosive bombs and preparing for the first round of firing! After the battle begins, give priority to the German anti-tank guns, pay attention to cover the infantry comrades, control the distance between the vehicles and not be too spread out, and charge as soon as the gunfire stops!
"
In the end, Kurbalov failed to get the support of the combat engineer battalion. After being mentioned by the political commissar about this matter, Comrade Ma refused without thinking.
The combat engineer battalion, which has only a few bullets left, cannot be used until now when it is not painful or itchy. It is reserved for the critical moment to invest this force that is enough to win and smash the German guy's brains to pieces. This is Malashenko
A decision that has already been made.
You Kulbalov are packing up a group of German infantry who have been beaten to death and are about to go on the road. Why do you need to ask the combat engineer battalion to follow you? Then why should I let the tanks of your regiment push forward? This kind of thing
A combat engineer battalion alone can handle a level of combat. What a fucking bullshit.
In the end, although Kulbalov's request was rejected and he failed to get the support of the combat engineer battalion, Comrade Lao Ma still waved his hand and defeated Varosha's subordinate, whose combat power was second only to the combat engineer battalion.
The first battalion was assigned to Kulbalov for coordinated operations.
Therefore, although we were not able to obtain the best configuration as expected, with the cooperation of a battalion of veterans with rich combat experience, it was still a good result.
With such thoughts in his mind to comfort himself, Kulbalov soon waited for the moment when the artillery fire stopped.
The Katyusha battalion, which had already exhausted all the ammunition on the rails, withdrew from the battle first and entered the subsequent slow and complicated reloading state. The one who carried out this steel soup feast for the Germans to the end was naturally the ISU-152 self-propelled
In the artillery battalion, the 152 high-explosive grenades that roared like thunder became the last funeral sound before the remaining German troops took to the road.
The entire area seemed to have been blown up into a German army that existed on the surface of the moon. Just as Malashenko expected, the casualties were heavy.
The sudden and violent shelling without warning not only destroyed the anti-tank guns that the Germans relied on, but also sent those German tanks that had just entered the position and were about to disperse to serve as anti-tank firepower, flying into the sky.
A lot of them were blown up.
Either it was sent up into the sky by a 132mm Katyusha rocket, or it was directly hit by a 152mm high-explosive grenade that hit the Tianling Gai's weak point.
The fate of these German tanks destroyed by artillery fire was more miserable than the last. You can't even find a relatively intact German tank head that fell to the ground. A rocket or high-explosive bomb hit the top armor of the turret.
The only result was to tear open a shocking huge crack in the armor, which then caused the ammunition to explode, igniting the German ammunition and fuel.
Therefore, the only things left behind in the strong explosion impact were the twisted and dark wreckage and unrecognizable tank parts, including the turret head that was blown to half.
With great luck, the German soldier who was lucky enough to survive had just dragged his body, which seemed to have been ripped away from the bones, and took two steps in a swaying mud-like walking posture. Strong tremors came from the ground under his feet.
Earthquakes usually follow soon after.
"Tanks, the Russian tanks are coming!"
Good things never come singly, and misfortunes never come singly. What the German army fears most often comes one after another in Cherkasy. In most cases, just hearing the news is enough to make people collapse in despair, and it becomes unclear what the outcome of the next battle will be.
Not that important.
"What should we do? Are we going to fight those Russians? Maybe I'm crazy..."
Words that had no trace of emotion came out of his mouth, and the response was a whisper from another German soldier's mouth that seemed to come from the abyss.
"Believe me, only the last sentence you said is correct. After knowing this, you'd better think about what to do to be right."