Lavrinenko doesn't want to or doesn't have the time to talk to Malashenko about all these things, cause and effect.
Rather than figuring out the truth of the matter, the most important thing right now is to give priority to the fucking Germans. Lavrinenko's proposal was quickly recognized by Malashenko.
"You're right, let's wait until this battle is over!"
"I knew you would say that, ha..."
Lavrinenko on the other end of the radio sounded in good spirits and his morale was high, but he did not forget to ask Malashenko a question at the end.
"I think those fascists are dying. What do you want to do? Persuade them to surrender and get it done quickly or..."
Generally speaking, when the battle reaches this point and there is no suspense about the outcome if the fight continues, Malashenko will usually choose to persuade the Germans to surrender, to see if he can make the Germans give up resistance on their own initiative, and hurry up.
It's a waste of time, a waste of life, a fucking waste of everything to finish things quickly and continue to delay them. It doesn't make any sense.
But this time the situation was a bit special. Lavrinenko knew that the battle in front of him was of extraordinary significance to Malashenko personally and to the entire leadership division. It was far from being of ordinary battle significance.
to measure.
Lavrinenko's decision as to what to do with these Germans doesn't matter. Only Malashenko's decision matters. That's why Lavrinenko made a casual comment after understanding the special meaning of this battle.
ask.
As expected by Lavrinenko, Malashenko on the other end of the radio responded decisively without any hesitation.
"Why bother asking? There is no need to persuade them to surrender, just kill them! Kill them until these Germans admit defeat and surrender. Don't stop if there is no sign of surrender from the Germans. Either surrender or die. These bastards are not here today.
Third option!”
"...."
The other end of the radio was silent for a moment, and when he spoke again, his words were already passionate and exciting.
"I knew you were going to say that, and what you were waiting for was this sentence!"
"Then why are you hesitating? Lead the division and attack Fascism!"
Whether you want to live or die, at this moment in front of you, this is destined to be a matter that has nothing to do with Malashenko. It all depends on what the German will decide.
The troops led by Malashenko were already slightly larger than the total number of German troops facing the enemy. Especially in terms of the quality and quantity of technical equipment, they had an overwhelming double advantage, which was enough to crush the enemy.
Now that the main force of the division led by Lavrinenko is converging like this, the two torrents of steel converge with an unstoppable rolling force, and the vast sea of steel instantly looks like a flood that bursts a bank.
, and rushed towards the remnants of the German tanks that had just been bombed.
The fierce air strikes of the IL-10 fleet caused considerable losses to the German armored forces.
Although the accuracy and power of close-range air strike support these days are relatively limited, especially without precision strike weapons, the effectiveness against heavily armored targets will be greatly reduced.
However, the German armored soldiers who were originally planning to set up a battle array and engage in a battle with Malashenko's troops still suffered a considerable impact.
More than ten tanks were either destroyed or set on fire. It was visible to the naked eye that the tanks were abandoned. Most of those who abandoned the tanks and escaped did not run a few steps before they were killed by the merciless Il-10 with a 23mm aircraft cannon.
The miserable scenes of being reduced to mincemeat are everywhere.
What's even more terrible is that this unexpected air attack completely disrupted the original plan of the German armored forces. The defensive battle formation that had not yet been fully launched was completely disrupted by this wave of air attacks.
When one or two German tanks encountered an air attack, they all ran away. They stepped on the accelerator and tried every means to maneuver and evade, in an attempt to avoid the rain of death fire roaring down from the sky.
How effective this will be is debatable, but the only thing that is certain is that the entire German armored formation is completely disorganized. This car's front is facing west, that turret is facing east, and there is also a certain No. 4 who has no eyesight, and even
He was so panicked that he pointed his car in the direction of Malashenko's attack. He didn't care about his head. He really didn't look like a troop formation at all.
The losses were heavy, morale was damaged, the enemy's strength and technical equipment were at a serious disadvantage compared to ours, and the formation was completely thrown into disarray by a wave of air strikes, which was like chasing ducks.
No matter how elite the 502nd Battalion is, no matter how capable it is of fighting, no matter how outstanding and unrivaled its results in history are...
This cruel armored confrontation was not in the existing historical timeline. The final result was actually determined the moment the Soviet army launched its final general offensive.
"The Russians are coming! They are rushing up again, coming towards us!"
"Damn it! These Russian guys are crazy, they want us dead! Fight them!"
"Change course, load armor-piercing ammunition, and prepare for battle!"
From the commander's periscope, he clearly saw that the remaining German tanks not only refused to surrender, but dared to continue to attack and resist our troops. Malashenko, who was very happy to see this "death-seeking" scene, just smiled knowingly.
His mouth almost reached to his ears.
Looking at the German tanks that were like frightened rabbits, one by one, they all pointed the direction of the car body and the turret, and were heading towards the leader's division, which was killing the advancing army. That is, they were pointing in the direction of the attack.
Malashenko, who had arranged everything silently, just quietly rang the radio transmitter he had been holding in his hand and spoke again.
"Kurbalov, give the Germans some medicine! Use the strongest medicine. Their attention will be all on our side."
"Got it, I've prepared it a long time ago! I'm sure it will make these fascists happy to the heavens!"
In the direction of the village, which the German armored troops were completely unaware of, Kulbalov's troops, which had already solved most of the battles in the village and were clearing out the remnants of the enemy house by house in every nook and cranny, had already done what they said on the radio.
Prepared.
They stormed all the way along the main road in the village to the end, and the is7 and is6 heavy tanks that penetrated the entire village's defense line got out of the way and retreated to both sides of the road to "make way for the big brother."
The is2 heavy tank chassis carried the armored behemoth with a heavy and huge launch box. It roared and sprayed black exhaust smoke all the way to a location very close to the exit of the village. On both sides of the road, there were all the mechanized infantry, combat engineers, and tank soldiers watching the excitement.
Under their watchful eyes, the hydraulic connecting rod was driven, and the huge boxy launch box was raised high, pointing diagonally towards the sky.
"Strongly loaded ammunition, fire the whole box! Each crew confirms the strike coordinates!"