The last remnants of the Hunter Tigers have been completely wiped out. Except for the twisted, burning wreckage, and the zombie cars that have no movement and are lying on the spot, the anti-tank backbone that the German army relies on most has been completely wiped out.
Nothing remains, nothing that can pose a threat to the tanks of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division.
At the same time, the tiger hunters died violently one after another, which became the last straw that completely crushed the remaining German soldiers on the position.
One of the reasons for being able to persevere is because our main force still exists. As long as the main force is there, there is hope. Those Jagdtiger heavy tank destroyers that have appeared as new weapons are hope.
The German infantrymen armed with light weapons were told before the war that these huge, heavily armored steel beasts, like moving mountains, could effectively deal with the Russians' shabby tractors and became an absolutely powerful anti-tank weapon they relied on.
The vast majority of German soldiers chose to believe it, because this huge new tank did bring people a sufficient sense of security. Just the huge body and the towering big-tube cannon made people very nervous.
Rest assured, the strong visual impact brought by one's own tanks is such a wonderful feeling, and quite a few German infantrymen know that they are immersed in it.
And when the illusory dream beauty was completely defeated by the cruel reality, when the German soldiers in the flames of war finally understood that everything they knew and had always believed were lies and falsehoods, it was built on a decayed and ruined foundation.
If you have any deep faith in it, it will instantly collapse and disappear.
This is a double collapse of will and spirit, which most armies in the world cannot withstand.
So when Malashenko, who had finished the urgent matters at hand, was about to order the troops to turn their guns and go back to deal with the German infantry who were fighting with their own infantry, the only scenes that could be seen with the naked eye were those who had put down their weapons and raised their arms.
German soldier holding hands of surrender.
"...Isn't this a little abnormal? Why do the Germans become so fond of surrendering? Where have we reached this point? Surrendering after the death of 1,800 people is not enough."
Iushkin seemed a little dissatisfied and complained. Malashenko, who had already expected that the further the timeline would go, looked calm and unsurprised.
"It's been a long time, haven't you gotten used to it yet?"
"......Well"
Malashenko's words stopped Iushkin on the spot and he was speechless for a moment, but Malashenko didn't need any answer from Iushkin, he just said it casually like a casual chat.
"Get the gun and get out of the car. We still have work to do."
There are two self-defense rifles behind Malashenko's commander's seat. One is the Finnish Somi submachine gun that has been with him for too long, and the other is assembled and manufactured by Kalashnikov himself. He will be given away by name.
A truncated version of the AK-44 assault rifle as a gift to Malashenko.
It's okay to say that this AK is a short assault rifle, but there is still some gap between it and the real short assault rifles of later generations.
In order to facilitate the handling and use in narrow and confined spaces, Kalashnikov made as many adaptive changes as possible based on the mass-produced version of the ak-44 and improved the design in a targeted manner.
For example, the mass-produced wooden stock is changed to a folding metal stock. The structure embedded in the gun body and the length of the barrel remain unchanged, but most of the barrel is cut off, leaving only the last small section.
Used to set up the rear sight.
This improvement reduces the length of the shortened version of the ak-44 with the butt folded by about 40% compared to the mass-produced benchmark version. It is truly an unexpected development under the premise of rushing to develop it.
An unexpected achievement. You must know that Kalashnikov only spent less than three days and a little more than two days on this improved design from start to finalization.
Even Malashenko was surprised when he heard this. He was amazed and shocked by Kalashnikov's genius understanding of firearms and professional proficiency. If it were any other designer, Malashenko
Ke estimates that it will take at least three to five months from design to testing to actual production.
Or is it because of his own guidance that Kalashnikov is so fast?
Oh, maybe, but that doesn't matter.
Nowadays, Malashenko has become a lot more Buddha-like on many issues. He is no longer like the stupid young man when he first traveled through time, who had to dig deep to find out everything.
It's not a bad thing for people to become a little confused sometimes. If you understand everything so clearly, it will make your life very tiring.
Looking back at the two guns that belonged to him hanging behind the seat, Malashenko suddenly felt a sense of loss, as if he was in another world.
One of these two guns represents myself who just came to this world and didn't understand anything like a fool. The other is the witness that I changed this timeline and changed this world. The two guns
The invisible divide between them is clearly visible.
"I will treasure this thing from now on, take it home and give it to Natalia for safekeeping."
Patting the old-marked body of the Somi submachine gun that had been following him for a long time, Malashenko said to himself, taking off his new self-defense weapon, then holding the gun belt and putting it on his shoulder, holding it tightly
Then he pushed open the turret hatch above his head and got straight out.
"Smells as bad as ever, damn..."
The smell of roasted human flesh that is sizzling and oily is the most powerful thing that makes people want to vomit, especially when you know very clearly that this is the smell of roasted human flesh that is sizzling and oily and is burnt. This strong vomiting sensation
Desire will fill the entire brain along with the sense of taste and will never go away.
Even an elite veteran like Malashenko, who has long regarded the dead and blood as commonplace, and a tank general who has twice been awarded the Hero of the Soviet Union, will feel a little nervous when he suddenly smells this disgusting smell.
Momentary discomfort.
"I'm really going to die and continue to disgust you, fascist bastard..."
With a terrible curse, Malashenko jumped out of the car, with a bullet on his shoulder and a weapon in one hand. He started to move forward, and soon found the infantry regiment commander Valo who was about to report to him.
sand.
"The loss is not big, Comrade Division Commander. Our firepower is several times that of the enemy, and the new assault rifle is simply too powerful! The quality of the German soldiers is plummeting, and the quality of the weapons is not comparable to ours.
He is not our opponent. I even have a feeling that the battle is getting better and better. I really don’t know if this is my illusion, haha.”
If it were normal times, Malashenko would probably deny Varosha's statement, and would also like to remind him not to underestimate the enemy and to pay attention to the enemy at all times.
But now, the division commander and comrade who had successfully sent the Germans into the sky with the new armor-piercing bullets themselves were refreshed and happy. They smiled and nodded towards Varosha without thinking too much.
"That's true. Starting from this year, our battles will become increasingly easier to fight. I can assure you that the most difficult days are gone forever."