Sitting in his commander's position, he heard the familiar words that he had expected. After pondering for a moment, Malashenko then used the wireless communication station on his command T34 tank to call Cheer.
Division Commander Nyayev responded.
"I will definitely fulfill my mission, Comrade Commander, please look forward to my victory!"
Before his firm words could reach the ground, he straightened up and opened the turret cover above his head. Malashenko, holding two signal flags in his hands, stretched his entire upper body out of the turret and immediately began to move towards the hot cars around him.
The first armored company under his command, which was on standby, activated the waving semaphore and sent out an attack signal.
Among the few shortcomings of the Soviet armored forces in the early days of the Great Patriotic War, the lack of radios for inter-vehicle communications was definitely one of the worst and most fatal.
In the summer of 1941, when Germany launched Operation Barbarossa, the Soviet armored forces only extended vehicle-mounted radios to company-level command vehicles. Communication between each vehicle crew and other friendly armored units basically relied on semaphores.
Complete it with a signal trooper on a motorcycle.
The principle of the barrel effect is well known. The key factor that determines how much water a barrel can hold is not determined by the longest board but by the length of the shortest board. This is true even if it is placed on a tank.
The same is true.
So in the summer of 1941, the Soviet armored forces, which were still using backward semaphores as the main means of communication between vehicles, encountered German armored forces, all equipped with radio stations, experienced in combat and skilled in cooperation.
In the hands of these fledgling Soviet tank soldiers, even though they were equipped with excellent tanks such as T34 medium tanks and KV series heavy tanks that far exceeded the quality of the German armored forces of the same period by an entire era, they still failed to perform a random punch to kill the master.
legendary myth.
The legend of the 100-level Liver Emperor player beating up the new player for money was once again staged on the western grasslands of the Soviet Union in the summer of 1941. The German army, which was at a comprehensive disadvantage in the quality of its armored forces, divided and surrounded its Soviet counterparts through a series of blitzkrieg offensives and defeated them one by one.
, and ultimately staged the irreversible overall defeat of the Soviet army in 1941.
As for the fatal shortcomings caused by the poor communication methods of the Soviet armored forces, Malashenko, as a later time traveler, is naturally well aware of this.
German tank commanders can accomplish things by just staying in a relatively safe tank and pressing communication buttons and talking, but Malashenko, who is also a tank commander, has to take great risks.
During the battle, opening the top of the turret and waving flags to give orders to his troops was undoubtedly a great challenge for Malashenko, who was determined to survive the cruelest year of 1941 to save his own life.
"Seryozha, start the car! The target is the German positions, charge at full speed!"
"Nicolai holds on to the machine gun on the hull, and once the German infantry shows up, beat them all to pieces!"
"Kirill, prepare to load the shells! This is your first battle. Don't let nervousness and fear control you. After loading one shell, it is best to immediately hold another shell in your arms and be ready to reload at any time. You
Your combat experience and physical strength are not the best, so this will have a greater error tolerance and is more beneficial to you, do you understand!?"
Facing the loud reminder of Malashenko's face so close, Kirill, whose ears were already immersed in the noise of the roaring diesel engine of the T34 tank, immediately nodded repeatedly.
"Understood, sir!"
"Okay, full speed ahead! Let's tear up those crispy invaders!"
With the driver Seryozha skillfully pushing the joystick and stepping on the accelerator, the T3476 medium tank with a combat weight of just over 28 tons immediately surged forward driven by the 500-horsepower diesel engine.
Out, the other 15 T34 tanks and four KV2 heavy tanks of the company accompanying him were all guarding on both sides, and they also came out in full force.
Only one kilometer away from Malashenko's current position during the assault, on a hill close to the German position, a Type 3A assault gun belonging to the SS Adolf Hitler's Leibstandarte Division was filled with weapons.
The branches and leaves of local plants are hidden in a bush on the hill with its low shape.
Beside him, a young SS officer who served as the commander of this No. 3A assault gun was lying on the grass with his telescope in his hand, quietly observing the movements of his Soviet colleagues.
.
The terrifying Soviet artillery bombardment just now amid the roaring tsunami and the shaking of the ground did not seem to have much psychological impact on the young SS commander. He calmly pushed forward the Soviet armored units in his telescope.
Keeping the direction and distance he came from silently in his mind, the young captain climbed up from the grass with one hand on the ground and immediately turned around and ran quickly towards his car.
He quickly climbed into his car in three steps and two steps, opened the hatch and jumped in. Before the young SS officer could settle down in his seat, the gunner in the same crew jumped in.
He turned around and asked impatiently.
"Hey, Michelle, they...those Soviet Ivans are coming, right?"
Wittmann sat down in his commander's seat and put the headphones used for communication between crew members in battle back on his head and fastened them. Wittmann spoke carelessly, as if he didn't think much of the Soviet armored forces.
Then he spoke.
"16 Soviet T34s, and four heavy tanks with heads shaped like your toilets. Who knows what caliber of main gun those Ivans have installed on such monsters? I'm looking through the telescope
Seeing that the caliber can at least put Stalin’s head in, I swear!”
After hearing this humorous joke from Wittmann, the other three young crew members in the car crew all showed hearty smiles.
"Well, the joke ends here, my brothers."
After turning on the microphone next to his communication headset and adjusting it to the best condition to confirm that it was correct, Wittmann, who was ready for battle, immediately gave orders to his crew members as the commander.
"Based on the records of battles between other friendly forces and the new Soviet tanks and the interrogation results of prisoners of war, these T34 medium tanks and those KV series heavy tanks that Ivans call are very difficult to deal with!"
"Our assault guns can't damage the sides of those KV heavy tanks, so just leave those big toilet heads to the 88 gunners. After the war starts later, Klink, remember to aim lower on the sides of those T34 tanks
Fight at your position! Follow my orders, close to within 500 meters and fire, everyone is ready!"