One after another, strong explosions sounded violently in the middle of the night, and the cold wind blew over the ruins of the battlefield roared through the bombing area that was overflowing with destruction. The already boiling explosion flames were immediately swept into a large wave of sweeping across the bombing area.
The flame storm.
It must be said that the British Lankester is not built. This four-engine long-range heavy bomber has the first powerful bomb load in the world today. It can kill many of the most beloved wives of the kind sects, "Bei Zhai".
Of course, it can also carry tons of death and destruction, sprinkle it on a place where the British had wanted to bomb but could not have been able to bomb - the core area of Berlin.
These more than 20 Lankester bombers were densely bombed late at night like a group of old hens laying eggs, and even had a certain distance from the contact line ahead. They were lighting the lamps and boiling oil, and they have not yet been asleep. They are closely watching the situation ahead.
All Malashenko was alarmed.
"What's going on!? Where did the bombers come from? Why would there be such a large-scale air strike plan tonight, and no one told me in advance!?"
Marashenko, who is not arrogant and easy-going, rarely openly slams the table and yells at the people under his command. But if Marashenko really becomes like this, it will at least show that the commander is indeed angry.
It has accumulated to a certain level.
"At present, urgent communication is being conducted to confirm the situation, not only you, the division commander. No one in the entire division has received a large-scale air strike tonight, but it is also a news of an air strike in the core area of Berlin. Logically speaking, if there is an air strike plan,
As a ground-based combat force, we have no reason not to receive any news. I think there may be some other problems in this."
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The young comrades were so angry that the old and calm political commissar needed to come out and cool down.
The political commissar can actually understand Malashenko, or no matter which military chief official puts this kind of thing, if the military chief official is not a slut, it can only be said that it is inevitable to get angry.
Even if you want a military chief who is angry, it will be more than just getting angry. You have to show you what it means to go crazy on the spot and jump out of anger.
So when Marashenko is like this now, he has already controlled his emotions well.
After all, the combat plan he had made had reached the most critical step. Not long after his most elite infantry detachment infiltrated into the enemy control area, a large group of bombers buzzing in the sky would make you unexplained this.
The best soldiers under your command throw an iron bomb on their heads.
What's the difference between this and someone rushing up to hold Malashenko's head and then starting to shave his ears without discerningly?
I have seen people who don’t give face, but I have never seen people who don’t give face so much.
This cannot be said to be a slap in Marashenko's face, but to pull Marashenko's face away.
"Damn it! If someone did it on purpose, it would really blow up my people. Even if I make a fuss in Moscow, I will even strip this bastard! At worst, I will quit, and I can shoot me! Su Ka
Not listed!"
Seeing that the teacher was so anxious that he was walking inside and out, his anger was not gone. Before the political commissar who was about to say something else had time to speak, the phone on the table next to him suddenly rang anxiously at this moment.
"Hey? Leader's division, who?"
The division commander and the political commissar were busy talking about things, and the winked combat staff immediately took the initiative to step forward and picked up the special insider telephone and microphone and spoke quietly.
The political commissar, who was forcibly interrupted by the phone, wanted to continue to finish his words, but he never thought that he could hear a brief speech in the microphone but was arguing first.
"Yes, please wait."
"Comrade Commander, Comrade Political Commissar, and the Group Army Command, Commander Cui Kefu asked the Division Commander to come and pick it up."
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Malashenko, who looked at the political commissar, didn't talk nonsense. He thought it was a matter of rushing to get together. Cui Kefu called at this time probably because of this matter, and then went forward without saying a word.
The microphone was connected in one step.
"Comrade Commander, I am Malashenko."
".What did you say? The British did it!? The John Bulls are bombing Zone Z now???"
The British often organized long-range bombers formations to bomb Berlin in the middle of the night, which is what Marashenko knew.
But Marashenko didn't know, and even Cui Kov didn't know it at first, but now he only knows it.
The Anglo-Saxon barbarians who had nostrils facing the sky and were self-decided were so arrogant that they didn't even say hello to the Red Army, so they formulated a combat plan called "John's Avengers".
In addition, it also called it "in order to ensure the confidentiality of the plan, until the combat plan began to be implemented and the bomber formations flew over Berlin at night, so they quickly stepped on the spot to report the combat plan to the Red Army to share.
By the time Cuikov received the emergency report and saw the details of the plan, things were already a step too late. The string of iron bombs that Lankester had dropped had landed in Zone Z and began to explode.
Realizing that something is wrong, Cui Kefu quickly called Malashenko. Even if he was one step too late, he hoped to find some compensation and recover some possible losses.
The process of this matter is actually not complicated.
At the beginning, the British reconnaissance plane flew over Berlin during the day to conduct routine aerial reconnaissance, observe the latest situation in Berlin City, and scout the site in advance for the upcoming large-scale air raid at night, and calibrate valuable air raid targets.
, improve the strike efficiency of night bombing.
But by accident, the British reconnaissance plane arrived very badly, and it happened to be a surprise that the zoo air defense tower was bombed and was destroyed and turned into a pile of burning flame ruins.
Reexist.
The overjoyed British pilot immediately returned and reported the latest situation, which was a big surprise.
This is amazing. When the British heard about the three disgusting air defense towers in the center of Berlin, they were pulled out by the Russians using some strange tricks and tricks. They immediately realized that this was an excellent one.
Air strike opportunity, the core Berlin air defense circle composed of the three air defense towers has collapsed and the defense zone is wide open.
The problem that has always troubled the Royal Air Force's inability to get to the core area of Berlin has been solved. How can such an excellent opportunity be spared in vain? The ground forces are destined to be unable to enter Berlin, but the British Air Force, which is known as the Royal Family, can still do it.
, I have to bring my country to win this glory!
So, this situation, coupled with the British's self-righteous secret operation, the "bad job" of marashenko's anger was soaring, and his blood pressure was soaring.
After hearing the detailed passage, I couldn't bear it. Malashenko, who was staring at me like a cow's egg, was breathing heavily in his nostrils, didn't care about his identity as a commander, so he started to greet those guys on the phone.
The eighteen generation ancestors of the Ansa Barbarians.
"Comrade Commander, these Ansa barbarians are absolutely unacceptable to such barbaric behavior!"
"These bastards destroyed my combat plan and threw bombs at the Mawch Bridge, which is crucial to the next battle. Not only that, even my most elite infantry elite are now
Being shrouded by their bombardment.”
"If this causes casualties among my most elite soldiers, please tell the British and tell them."
"Send their most elite troops and send all the 7th Armored Division of Montgomery! I, Marashenko, set off my stance and fought with them under the city of Berlin, so that these Ansa barbarians know about the leader's division
How do you write the "leader" of this stupid pig! I want to make these stupid pigs pay the price for the slaughter of my comrades!"
"Tell them that I, Malashenko, have nothing to do with them!"