Chapter 2629 Traffic jam on the front line (Part 2)
Author: Ke Ji丶
Chapter 2629 Traffic jam on the front line (Part 2)
"From the second brigade? Damn, that boy Varosha moves so fast! I thought it was Kulbalov's troops blocking here!"
After asking clearly which unit was in the traffic jam, Malashenko, who didn't talk nonsense, immediately advanced on foot under the leadership of the squad leader, and followed the soldiers to the intersection of the block ahead.
Before he even got there, Malashenko saw a Gas Jeep parked on the side of the road that was equipped with a vehicle-mounted command radio station and a large antenna inserted into the butt of the car. A man knew it at a glance.
The officer who looked like a leader was standing beside the car, pointing at the map in his hand with a group of people around him, and discussing the situation.
"No, the speed is still too slow! Clear all the baggage and non-combat equipment transport trucks to both sides of the road, first clear a single lane that can allow heavy equipment to pass, and send the tanks there first! Those naughty tanks are coming
To shell our defense area, our comrades need tank support."
"All the infantry will dismount and advance on foot. The priority of infantry fighting vehicles entering the city will be postponed, and priority will be given to ensuring the passage of tanks. Make arrangements immediately, hurry!"
"yes!"
After explaining the important matters, laying out the orders, and closing the map, the comrade leader was planning to go to the intersection in front to see how the traffic situation was, and if necessary, he would personally conduct on-site command. It was impossible to expect to drive there.
My own command-type GAZ jeep can only be left on the sidewalk, and the only option is to rush over on foot with the soldiers on the road.
"Captain, wait! Comrade Division Commander is looking for you!"
"Um?"
The comrade leader, who was about to leave with a group of people around him, was stopped by the shouting from behind. He subconsciously turned his head in the direction of the sound, only to find a fierce man with "iconic height".
Han Zheng was running towards him in small steps.
"Comrade division commander? Why are you here? At this time?"
Unlike the squad leader who rarely sees Malashenko, Comrade Comrade Malashenko, as the senior leading cadre of the leadership division, can still recognize Comrade Ma at a glance, even if he is wearing rags and a hood on his head.
The black leather tank cap covering his head is also instantly recognizable.
"No nonsense, how do you arrange the troops to enter the city now? What happened in front and why is the traffic jam like this?"
Although Malashenko asked anxiously, he did not mean to blame, he just talked about the matter.
The comrade commander in front of him also knew that comrade division commander was not an unreasonable person, and he understood that the situation was urgent, so he chose to explain the situation in as short a word as possible.
"One block further is an uncleaned battlefield, Comrade Division Commander. There are a lot of scrap iron and garbage piled there, vehicle wreckage, and the wreckage of several Panther II vehicles that were crippled by the first brigade are also lying in the middle of the road. The Germans
This medium-sized tank is as heavy as our heavy-duty tanks, and it can’t be pushed even if you push it with the IS6, because the tracks have been broken.”
"Now we can only try to dredge and clear the road while allowing the troops to move forward. We have cleared a one-way channel just enough for heavy equipment to pass. As for the other road, we have to wait until the two tracks of the vehicle are interrupted before driving.
Black Panther, who can't be pushed away without leaving, let's go back to the other side and talk about it later."
"I have applied to dispatch the IS7 heavy tank to the city. It has enough horsepower to carry that shabby Panther II away. The road in the city cannot be used at all. I have to ask a tow truck to tow that thing away. I don't know if it will be inked.
At some point, it won’t affect traffic and the passage of troops, so we can only do it hard.”
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Traffic jams on the roads in the peaceful world of later generations usually have a cause. Most of them are caused by a car accident on the road ahead. In fact, the same is true for road traffic on the battlefield.
It's just that the cause of the traffic jam is a bit more serious than ordinary traffic accidents.
A Black Panther II, with both tracks worn out, was lying on the road. It had no ability to walk at all, and the chassis had scratched the floor. The weight of more than fifty tons and the huge friction force of the ground contact area, even if it is the same weight,
The IS6 can't even be pushed up. This medium-sized tank like yours is really mind-numbing.
What makes people even more speechless is that this Black Panther II belongs to the leader himself.
The Guards logo and red five-pointed star on the turret clearly indicate the camp to which this vehicle belongs. It was a "gift" left behind after a fierce battle by the siege detachment in the previous main attack direction.
They were too busy fighting to clean up this thing, so they could only leave it to the follow-up troops to recover it, while they were busy continuing to rush forward.
There is actually nothing wrong with doing this, it is just a matter of course in standard combat procedures.
The operational regulations of the leading division clearly state that "if the equipment is lost and cannot be repaired on site, the vehicle is allowed to be abandoned for recovery by the follow-up troops." The corresponding combat regulations are that "the follow-up troops should promptly deal with any encounters along the way.
If you abandon the vehicle, repair it or call for recycling in a timely manner."
But the problem is that I didn't expect that this overweight piece of junk would cause so much trouble to the follow-up troops. It couldn't be pulled or pushed away. It was so difficult that it made people jump three feet high and jump around in place to no avail.
The follow-up troops, who were also in a hurry, had no choice but to call the heavier IS7 heavy tanks to rush into the city and use brute force to push the tanks out of the way.
Unexpectedly, the culprit of such a blockage in front of him was his own Panther II. His mind was spinning, and Malashenko, who also had no idea of a better way, could only nod in agreement.
"Okay, let's do it this way. Where is the IS7 you called now?"
"We have entered the city. We just confirmed with the radio five minutes ago that they are heading towards the city. But you have also seen this situation, comrade division commander. There is a traffic jam one after another. The IS7 guy has no chance of rushing over.
It's so easy. You should have to wait another ten to fifteen minutes. I have already informed the crew to do it as soon as possible."
"There is no other way now. I can only give priority to heavy tanks to reinforce the front. The front is in urgent need of heavy anti-tank firepower reinforcements. The Germans have dispatched tanks and are bombarding our defense line. All the infantry got off the car and rushed over on foot. Now take the car
It’s not as fast as running, so I can only do this.”
The decision and order issued by the regiment leader are already the best plan that can be thought of and implemented under the current dire situation. After hearing this, Malashenko did not feel that there was anything to add or correct.
, after understanding the situation, naturally we can't continue to stay here.
"You stay and command the troops to divert traffic and get the reinforcements to the war zone as soon as possible. Give me another team of men and I will lead them on foot and rush there first."
"Ah? Comrade division commander, you want to walk to the fire line like this? Isn't this too dangerous???"
It is natural for the group leader to have such a reaction. Malashenko does not have the "steel heavy armor" protection that he is usually proud of. Malashenko is just an ordinary person after leaving the legendary IS7 No. 177.
I'm afraid it's inappropriate for a mortal body, a flesh-and-blood body, to rush to the battlefield like this. It's quite inappropriate. If something bad happens to this, what will happen to the leader?