The offensive launched deep into the German positions went as smoothly as Malashenko expected. The area actually controlled by the remaining German infantry on the position was rapidly decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As long as the current advancement speed is maintained, Malashenko can guarantee that the decisive victory or defeat will be heard within half an hour. And this battle, in which even the combat engineer battalion and the division's self-propelled artillery battalion are involved, can be said to be
There was no suspense from the beginning. This was a devastating offensive that the German troops on the position simply could not withstand.
"Each vehicle crew maintains fire suppression and pays attention to keep up with the pace of the infantry! They are the protagonists now. If they cooperate well, victory will be ours soon!"
While holding the periscope in one hand to keep observing the battlefield situation, the other hand is still holding the radio transmitter to update the latest orders at any time, ordering the troops to adjust their formations and maintain the existing advantages and attack rhythm. Always follow the latest battlefield conditions
Changes made the most time-sensitive adjustments to prevent the Germans from having the slightest chance to make a comeback.
What Malashenko, who just personally participated in the battle and went to the front line of fire to command the front-line operations, did not know was that everything he was doing at this moment was being watched by another group of people who did not belong to either side of the Soviet Union and Germany.
I was very excited, even amazed.
"God, it's unbelievable, Jack! I swear to His Majesty, I have never seen such a beautiful battle! Never, at least not on the Western Front or in North Africa! These Russians...
....Well, these Russians simply massacred the Germans unilaterally. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would have doubted whether this was true."
In the observation post at the forward observation post of a neighboring infantry division that was not far away from the frontline battle, several officers who were dressed obviously different from the Soviet army, but not in German uniforms were gathering together.
Take a telescope inside, and some even use the artillery scope provided by the Soviet army to see farther and more clearly, and closely observe the battlefield situation.
The eloquent and heartfelt admiration came from the mouths of these people, and it continues.
"Well... I have to admit that these Russians do have skills, but I think General Patton is even more powerful than this. We in the United States have the best soldiers and the best weapons. Do you know? Even these Russians are
Using the weapons provided by the United States to win, just like you. I think that speaks volumes, isn't it, Johnson?"
"..."
Wearing the regular uniform of a British Army lieutenant colonel, with an ordinary steel helmet borrowed from the Soviet army on his head to protect his head, he looked out of place and awkward. Just looking at him was embarrassing enough.
But this does not mean that the displeased Lieutenant Colonel Johnson will acquiesce to the fact that the Texas rednecks around him are humiliating their own country with hidden dangers in their words. I, a dignified soldier of the British Empire, must fight back.
"Oh, dear Jack, I think you should open your eyes and take a closer look."
"Look, those Russians are using super huge tanks that we have never seen before. Are these also made by you in the United States? I am really envious of this. The Russians can build such great tanks.
, invincible and indestructible. Unlike us, after resisting the Nazis alone and with great difficulty for so long, we only used unreliable tanks sent by our allies. Even the Germans were laughing at our poor tanks. This is simply
It sucks.”
"..."
You laugh at me for being soft on you, and I also laugh at the bad crotch extensions you gave me. Who is laughing at me when they are both half-weighted?
Seeing that Lieutenant Colonel Jack, who was several years younger than him, but quite domineering in his conduct, and full of the air of a nouveau riche, his face turned red and green like a traffic light because of his anger, and he changed into a completely different person.
I couldn't stop but couldn't hold back a word.
Lieutenant Colonel Johnson, who was originally from a famous family, couldn't help feeling secretly happy when he saw this scene. The elegant aristocratic aura influenced by his ancestors suddenly emanated from every pore in his body, as if he was born with a red neck like this one from Texas.
Hu Gao disappeared to the point where he didn’t know where he was.
Are you arguing with me? When my grandpa was drinking black tea gracefully, you, a country bumpkin grandpa from Texas, didn't know where to farm and eat. You didn't even urinate and take photos. What kind of virtue is this? You really don't know your own abilities.
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Jack and Johnson, a pair who bickered frequently, did not attract much attention from colleagues around them. Everyone was already accustomed to this and did not take it seriously.
These two idiots were acting like this on the plane to the Soviet Union. When they landed at the Moscow airport, they continued to bicker and bicker. When they got to the front line, they were still stubborn. I haven't fought you today. Let's find a chance tomorrow.
To fight again, it really makes people speechless and I don’t know how to evaluate it.
In sharp contrast, the British major general, who was quite conspicuous among a group of colonel officers, was discussing some issues with a Soviet colonel who was accompanying him in a gentle and respectful manner.
See what you get and feel.
"Colonel Ivanov, I would like to ask you, this unit is what you want to show us specifically. It is the model armored unit that is known as the absolute elite in your Soviet army. The Stalin Guards Division is named after your leader.
A tank division?"
Although some things have been written clearly in black and white on the documents issued in advance, Major General Charlieson still wants to confirm it again after witnessing such a scene with his own eyes. Only in this way can he be convinced of some of his own personal knowledge.
What I saw and what I guessed in my mind were true.
Hearing the respectful British major general in front of him ask such a question to himself, Colonel Ivanov, who was responsible for accompanying these British Americans all the way to the front line and acting as a professional commentator and field communication and coordination work, immediately looked proud.
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"You are right, General. This powerful tank unit in front of you is exactly the most elite Guards tank unit of our Red Army, which is the Leader's Division."
"You made the request to observe the battle of the Leader's Division on the spot. Now we are here. The embarrassing rout of those stubborn fascists will not last long."
"Soon, they will all surrender and be sent to Siberia to participate in labor reform, or they will be turned into fertilizer to nourish the land, a corpse. It is up to them to choose, but victory will eventually belong to the Red Army."
"ok, I understand."
He nodded thoughtfully to indicate that he understood the situation. Major General Charlieson, who seemed silent on the surface, was actually thinking about another thing, something that he must do personally in the near future.
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"It seems it's time to meet this Malashenko. This guy may indeed be as ferocious and powerful as described in the German intelligence we uncovered. I don't know if Field Marshal Montgomery's conjecture is true."
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