"Ten o'clock and two o'clock directions, both directions at the same time! The enemy tanks are approaching and coming towards us!"
Malashenko has been waiting, waiting for the Grossdeutschland Division to start taking serious action, hoping that this moment will come as soon as possible.
Yes, Malashenko has always been very clear that this seemingly one-sided battle is just a warm-up match and an appetizer, and the real moment of going all out has not yet come.
Passive defense is not the style of the Germans, especially those elites in the German army. They are either executing counter-assaults or planning counter-assaults. This is the consistent style of these bastards.
If you see a group of German elites resisting desperately and holding on to their defensive positions, then be careful. Unless they are exhausted and their skills are exhausted, a powerful counterattack will inevitably come soon. This is what Malashenko is looking forward to.
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"Finally here, these bastards."
There were no German tanks on the position, and the forward troops of the 1st Belorussian Front were indeed repelled by the overwhelmingly powerful German armored group.
Is it possible that the Germans want to keep their tanks and be reluctant to use them?
Malashenko didn’t believe it.
The arrival of a large group of German tanks was completely within Malashenko's expectation, and the corresponding response plan had already been prepared.
"Kurbalov, lead your men to continue the attack and penetrate the German defenses! Don't stop until these bastards collapse and surrender."
"Varosha, prepare to block the German armored forces as planned. You lead the fourth regiment to be responsible for the right wing, and I will command the third regiment to be responsible for the left wing. The Germans want to attack, okay, we will attack them! Let's see who is the attacker.
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The task of attacking the German defensive positions was taken over by Kulbalov's 1st Heavy Combined Brigade. This is not to say that Malashenko deliberately let Varosha's 2nd Brigade sit on the bench and wait for the show, but to
The Second Brigade was used to deal with the German armored forces that were expected to counterattack.
A heavy combined brigade fought against an elite German armored division of the Wehrmacht. The numbers seemed to be evenly matched, but Malashenko had an absolute superiority in armor quality. He was trying to defeat this group of people who wanted to repeat their same tactics in counter-assault.
The victorious German armored forces were something Comrade Lao Ma was determined to win.
The Varosha brigade, which had been waiting for Malashenko's order for a long time, had been ready to go. With Malashenko's order, more than a hundred tanks in the whole brigade immediately flew away like a string.
He stepped on the accelerator like an arrow and rushed out. The flying dust and the black exhaust smoke spurting out from the exhaust pipe were so huge that they even blew up a black and gray storm, which instantly rose from the ground.
The German armored troops, who were also stepping on the accelerator to kill the enemy, did not give in. Even though they saw the unstoppable movement of the Soviet armored troops dispatching in groups, they still had no intention of stopping and continued to encircle them with two wings.
The offensive was heading towards the central waist of the leader's division, and a brutal armored battle that wrenched steel and flesh was inevitable.
The black iron flow and the red storm were about to collide. They had already moved from the rear command post to the forward command post. Lieutenant General Manteuffel, who was on the front line to observe the battle situation, could see it all clearly. He had a panoramic view and put down his telescope.
There was an unspeakable worry lingering around him.
"The Russians have been prepared for a long time. They know that we will definitely counterattack. The huge armored group attacking our defense line is only part of their force. This group of Russians can actually come up with an armored force equal to the attacking force to fight with us.
Attack against attack."
"It has a strong force and is so familiar with us. It can predict our every move in advance and prepare countermeasures, just waiting for us to take action. What kind of army is this?"
Having fought against the Soviet army for such a long time, it is not new for our own tactics and tactics to be familiar and understood by the enemy. Lieutenant General Manteuffel is aware of this.
What really surprised him was that this enemy was so powerful that he had never seen it before. No matter which angle he looked at it, it revealed indescribable weirdness in every aspect.
In terms of troop formation, the equipment of this group of Russians is outrageously good.
The is6 heavy tanks, which are considered rare among the Soviet tank troops, are everywhere here. Their number even far exceeds that of medium tanks. On the contrary, the medium tanks used as the main force of the Soviet tank troops have become the main ones here.
Rare goods.
The Soviet commander on the opposite side was even extravagant enough to use medium tanks as infantry carriers and assault guns, which was equivalent to using the main tanks of the ordinary Soviet tank force to do the work of the three bald men on the German side. Such arrogance and
This was the first time Manteuffel had seen the luxurious Soviet commander, and he had never even heard of him before.
There were also some kind of tanks that had never been seen before, which looked like medium tanks but were not at all. As soon as Manteuffel arrived at the forward command post, his attention was firmly attracted by these outrageous things.
If you ask why, it's just because the actual functions of these things are unprecedented.
It's just that it can transport people. What's more important is that the single-barreled rapid-fire machine gun carried by this thing may seem inconspicuous, but in fact it can beat up all kinds of German infantry on the position. Never mind.
Whether you are a rifleman, submachine gunner, machine gunner, or anti-tank fighter, as long as you are flesh and blood, we will kill them all.
The terrifyingly powerful Russian 122mm main gun still has a long reloading time. After roaring once, there is still a chance for the German soldiers to take a breath, but this machine gun does not have that. Once it targets you, it will suddenly hit you.
A terrifying killing machine that was beaten to pieces.
If I had to use an appropriate metaphor to describe it, Manteuffel felt that the meat grinder in the slaughterhouse that was running at full speed and grinding the lumps of pork into mince was probably similar to the scene in front of me.
Almost? Anyway, the meat grinder will not stop until it grinds the whole piece of pork into mince. This is completely consistent with the scene in front of me.
Physical destruction is secondary, but the heavy blow to morale and spirit is truly fatal.
Manteuffel saw through the telescope more than once that too many German soldiers kept jumping after being targeted by those damn machine guns. The comrades beside him were beaten to a pulp, cut in half on the spot, and blood spattered.
Three feet away, the scene of internal organs flying everywhere became the last straw that broke people's nerves.
The only fate left for these new recruits of the collapsed German army was to be like lunatics who ran out of a mental hospital when the wall collapsed, dancing and running in all directions, and were shot and beaten into corpses by the Russians.
The Army High Command has done its best to deploy experienced troops to rebuild the Grossdeutschland Division. However, such a large-scale unit will inevitably suffer the same fate as other Wehrmacht units during the second formation "resurrection": being forced to absorb a large number of troops.
They are inexperienced and are newly recruited soldiers who were urgently mobilized, or even prisoners who have served as soldiers.
He had just won a battle and then encountered such a fierce battle against the wind. Manteuffel knew that if the situation continued like this, it would only be a matter of time before the defensive position collapsed completely. Even if he had filled in the preparations and just entered the battle,
Even counting the teams is of no avail.
The only and last chance depends on the outcome of this counterattack.
If he couldn't win, Manteuffel didn't even dare to think about what kind of bloody massacre awaited the newly formed Grossdeutschland division after facing such a powerful enemy.