"Are these Polish ghosts crazy? Do they really think their stinky meat can defeat a tank? Or are the Germans' broken cars really so notorious?"
There is no need to even guess. As soon as he enters the battlefield, he will criticize and criticize a lot. There can only be one person who can't stop nagging him, Iushkin, the most awesome gunner in the leader division.
Iushkin was indeed surprised. At this moment, he was sending Polish ghosts to heaven. He was surprised that those Polish ghosts were still holding on to their deaths and unwilling to retreat.
Even though they are facing strong armor and sharp artillery with their flesh and blood bodies, and facing tanks, which are the most powerful land warfare weapons ever created by mankind, these idiots who don't know whether they are stupid enough to smoke or have problems with their brains are still going on.
Iushkin, who had originally thought that these Polish ghosts could only fight with a smooth sail, was shocked and confused, so he complained on the spot.
When Iushkin talks nonsense, whether anyone will pick up on it depends on what the nonsense he is talking about is. If it is really necessary to pick up the bullshit, then someone will pick it up, like now, for example.
"Before you talk nonsense, remember to turn off your radio. If you expose a flaw and let the German guy hear it, I will twist off your head and kick it in the Polish guy's ass."
With a German tank and a German car radio, Malashenko's worries and warnings are indeed justified.
Who can guarantee that the nearby Germans did not connect to the public channel and listen? This is hard to say. Just think about it and you will know that if the Germans just joined the public channel and did not have time to speak, they would hear it first.
What kind of expression does the person use when swearing in Russian on the channel? I'm afraid it's even more exaggerated than that of a dog.
"Don't worry about whether they are looking for a job or a job, as long as they don't retreat, keep fighting! There can't be a Polish ghost in the bridgehead safe zone. As long as there is a Polish ghost standing who hasn't put down his gun, continue to kill. Kill this gang.
Until the European footbinding can no longer bear it on its own!”
Malashenko will not be merciful to the Polish ghosts. The core problem is that he must not let these Polish ghosts ruin his own good things. The control of the Central Bridge on the Vistula River must be in his own hands.
It can't be a Polish guy, let alone a German guy.
My own destiny has already undergone an uncontrollable and subversive change, directly throwing me from the future world where people commute to get off work every day, to this damn battlefield where I put my head on the waistband of my pants and lick blood every day.
It was enough that this kind of uncontrolled misfortune had happened once. Malashenko firmly did not want to have the experience of having his own destiny out of his hands a second time.
If everyone has their own "reverse scale", then this is Malashenko's, at least for now.
Relying on the support of this small armored force who did not know where it came from, the German garrison on the west bank of the bridgehead, which had shown signs of collapse, miraculously began to reverse the situation of the battle at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The second-rate German garrison troops originally stationed here were not the main force. The ones who killed the Polish ghosts on the street until they lay scattered on the ground crying for their fathers and mothers were those who called themselves the Panzer Regiment of the Grossdeutschland Division.
As the vanguard of the reinforcements, Lieutenant Schwerner was the first to lead people across the bridge. He was surprised to find that the men of the Grossdeutschland Division were far more powerful than he had imagined.
Not only are their equipment extremely well-equipped, their tactics and coordination are also impeccable.
After crossing the bridge, the mechanized infantry immediately dismounted from the half-tracks, and together with other pedestrian infantry around the convoy, immediately occupied most of the West Bank bridgeheads that had been abandoned and unmanned due to severe manpower reduction.
Fortifications and bunkers.
After occupying the favorable terrain, the mg42 machine gun team immediately began to pour firepower on the Polish ghosts. The guys holding G43 semi-automatic rifles and stg44 assault rifles, under the leadership of their respective squad leaders and platoon leaders, began to seize the street entrance with some manpower.
There are already unmanned checkpoint bunkers on both sides.
Machine guns launched direct fire in the middle, while automatic and semi-automatic rifles occupied the checkpoint bunkers on both sides of the street intersection and fired cross-fire into the middle.
This terrifying three-way firepower output immediately hit the Polish ghost striker who had rushed quite close to the street. The speed was as fast as a urine that had been held in for a whole day was poured on it.
It's the same as on a small flame, which is extremely fast visible to the naked eye.
After the advance infantry temporarily suppressed the charging momentum of the Polish ghosts, those huge steel behemoths came belatedly.
This group of armored soldiers of the Grossdeutschland Division did not spare artillery shells at all. They did not know what a waste of firepower was, at least that was what Schwerner himself thought after witnessing what happened next.
The continuous roar of the main gun sent one round after another of 75mm full-caliber high-explosive grenades into the crowd of Polish ghosts who were swept around by the high-speed barrage like frightened rabbits.
, turned into balls of death flames in the dark night, and exploded instantly.
How could the Polish ghost, who had already been swept away by the water barrage and doubtful about his life, withstand such power? It didn't take too many shots to get rid of it, and all that was left was minced meat and body parts on the ground and bombarded bodies.
With all the internal organs, no hordes of Polish ghosts dared to take another half step forward.
However, this is not the end of everything. Even so, the Polish ghosts are still unwilling to give up. Just look at the Polish ghosts who are still hiding in the alley far away and looking out from time to time. You will know that they are still there.
Wait for the opportunity and try to find the weak point of the German army so you can continue the attack.
At the command post of the bridgehead on the West Bank, a two-story building standing in an inconspicuous position on the street, Major Adam, holding a telescope in one hand and a telephone in the other, was doing two things at the same time.
One side was observing the battlefield situation, while the other side was calling for reinforcements and making a phone report to the superiors who had just learned of the unexpected situation.
"Yes, sir, I am keeping an eye on the battle situation, and I can see it clearly now."
"The situation of the battle is in our favor. The friendly reinforcements that just crossed the bridge were of great help. They brought half-tracks and Panther tanks, as well as very elite armored grenadiers, which greatly strengthened the
We have increased our defensive firepower. Now we can not only hold the bridgehead, but I predict that we can launch a counterattack soon and wipe out these Polish ghosts completely."
"Which unit are they? I don't know yet, sir. Everything happened so suddenly. They just arrived. I called you first, and then I planned to go down to find their commander. I'll find out later.
After the situation is resolved, I will reply to you as soon as possible, I promise.”
"Yes, I understand, sir. Please rest assured that the bridgehead will be defended, I assure you."