Malashenko's plan is very clear and has only one simple one: mobilize all the artillery firepower that he can currently muster, cooperate with the divisional artillery of the 211th Infantry Division, and hit the target area of the German defense line that has exposed its firepower points.
Plow it once, and then launch a fierce attack to level the German positions and solve the problem.
If possible, Malashenko even wants to call in the Guards Artillery Division that helped him a lot yesterday and blast the German positions. It would be so damn good to fight with the help of these guys.
!
Unfortunately, the experience card for the Guards Artillery Division to provide Malashenko with on-call and precise services has expired, and it only lasted for one day.
As a battle-level artillery unit belonging to the front army, these guys were transferred to other combat directions that require heavy firepower support today. Malashenko guessed that they might have gone to beat up the German guys in the encirclement. After all, it was rough.
It is estimated that the number of Germans imprisoned in the encirclement would be in the tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands.
Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division was transferred away, and the Red Army troops that encircled and annihilated the besieged Germans lacked a vital armored force.
If you can't even get reliable and abundant artillery support, you just let these two-legged infantry divisions rely on a few pitiful tanks to encircle and eat the Germans who have less than 100,000 people, and you don't know how big they will be.
casualties. After all, the besieged Germans were on the defensive waiting to attack and waiting for work. Without some decent heavy fire support, there was really no way to quickly kill these Germans with low casualties.
Fortunately, Malashenko's own divisional artillery force is not a vegetarian. One battalion of Katyusha plus one battalion of ISU-152, plus the divisional artillery of the cooperating infantry division, are enough for those who do not know how to live or die.
The German guy drank a pot.
Malashenko, who issued an order to the political commissar to quickly assemble the artillery, stepped up his action and completed the rendezvous with the 211th Infantry Division not far ahead before his artillery arrived.
As the young battalion commander said, at this moment, the 211th Infantry Division is still in a suspended state of attack, but it is indeed making every possible preparation for the next round of offensive.
The fully-organized infantry units are gathering and preparing for the attack. The soldiers are handling their weapons for final inspections. The grassroots company and squad first-level officers are conveying orders and arrangements to their respective units at the assembly site.
Tactics, explaining later battle plans.
After seeing the roaring and roaring convoy of huge steel behemoths, many soldiers stopped what they were doing and turned to look at them in shock or concentration. Most people were like this.
It was the first time in my life to see such a majestic and visually impactful heavy tank unit. This was a profound shock that cannot be accurately described in words.
"Have you heard? This is General Malashenko's unit, the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division named after the leader."
"Oh, I swear to Stalin! I have never seen so many heavy tanks, never in my dreams!"
"Those bastard fascists are finished! General Malashenko is invincible. No German unit can survive wherever he goes. Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division is the most invincible unit of our Red Army.
Elite! Victory will belong to us, comrades!"
Well, the last sentence was said by a man dressed as a political commissar, holding a tin trumpet in his hand. It can be seen that the morale-boosting words were spoken very excitedly, and of course the timing was just right and very precise.
"It seems like wherever we go, the brother troops are like this. What do you think?"
Iushkin, who also witnessed this scene, added just the right thing. Looking at the soldiers who were shouting and shouting at his own tank column and whose morale was high, Malashenko, who smiled faintly, just said casually and happily.
"This is a good thing, isn't it? The 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division is a spiritual totem, representing the Red Army's invincibility and a symbol of victory. It can also cause great shock and psychological pressure to the enemy. The so-called ace elite,
That’s how it should be interpreted.”
The tank column advanced all the way to the core frontier area of the offensive starting position before it stopped. He ordered the accompanying Kulbalov to take care of the troops and prepared the preparatory formation before the offensive starting as planned. Malashenko immediately went non-stop.
He turned around and rushed to the next destination: the headquarters of the 211th Infantry Division.
Huh? Wait, it seems like this is really a "horse" that doesn't stop? I don't know if Comrade Ma himself realizes this.
Wherever Malashenko went, there was no obstruction. Although he was not in his own unit, almost the entire 211th Infantry Division had just seen the spectacular scene of the tank columns of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division coming to merge. Of course,
I also know what the comrade commander of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division who is often in the newspapers looks like and can recognize him.
So even though Malashenko still habitually wears an ordinary tank soldier combat uniform without any rank markings, he was saluted and saluted along the way, and he was allowed to go when he needed to, without any problems. Even the 211th Division department
The guard company commander at the entrance recognized Malashenko at a glance and took the initiative to greet Comrade Ma with a smile.
"Comrade General, our comrade division commander has been waiting for you for a long time. Please come with me."
Following the steps of the captain of the division headquarters guard company, Malashenko had just entered the tent of the field division headquarters. Before Malashenko could see what the division commander looked like, he first heard a roar with a voice comparable to thunder.
roar.
"What? The position hasn't been set up yet!? What do they do for food?! Even the stupid bears in Siberia are smarter than you Sukkas! You can't even serve two big cannons. Why don't you go home to farm?
You can’t even use a carriage with four wheels? You’re just a bunch of losers!!!”
The man from behind who was running rampant on the spot with a phone in his hand was probably the commander of the 211th Infantry Division, Malashenko guessed.
Because generally speaking, in an infantry division, there is only one comrade, the division commander, who dares to openly go berserk in the division headquarters like this and curse on the spot.
He grabbed the guard company commander who was about to interrupt and signaled that it would not be too late to wait until the grumpy division commander finished making what sounded like an urgent call. Malashenko, who was still a little curious in his heart, spoke casually.
, asked casually.
"Is your teacher always like this? He has a pretty good personality."
"Ah this..."
Malashenko's sudden and irrational question actually stopped the commander of the security company on the spot.
There is a saying that he is eager to serve, and the comrade division commander who hangs around him all day long does have this temper. But is comrade general the leader of the guest army who came specially to help, or is he a tank hero with such a great reputation? That's it.
Openly admitting his teacher's bad temper...isn't this a bit of a family scandal, which is not good enough to be publicized?
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"These losers make me so angry!"
Before the hesitant company commander could figure out how to answer Malashenko's words, the division commander threw the phone away and cursed fiercely. Suddenly he turned around. The furious look he had just seen suddenly turned around.
In a short time, he disappeared without a trace. When he saw Malashenko standing at the entrance of the division, he immediately rushed up to him with open arms and a bold smile.
"Haha, look who's here? Our motherland's strongest tank hero is finally here. Those fascist lackeys on the opposite side are dead now!"