The entire regiment dismounted their tanks and charged as infantry. Malashenko had never imagined that one day he would face such a battle.
But today, October 14, 1942, the 1st Guards Heavy Tank Breakthrough Regiment really became infantry without tanks, all dismounted and charged into battle.
Carrying a Somi submachine gun in one hand, and shouting and waving his hand towards the arm behind him with the other arm, Malashenko, who was leading the charge, was still at the forefront of the charge as usual, even without his tank.
Lavrinenko, who was "crazy" with Malashenko, rushed to the front, shouting and screaming. Even Petrov, the political commissar who usually knows himself and rarely participates in frontline command operations, is also at the moment.
Holding the Tokarev pistol in his hand, he followed closely in the center of the team and called for his comrades.
"Charge! Rescue the commander! Comrades, Ulla!"
Seeing that the roasted duck has reached your mouth, and you can eat a delicious chunk of duck immediately, the violent explosion and tremor coming from the entrance of the tunnel behind you almost made everyone who was pounding and rushing, in a state of high concentration.
The German soldiers below were all frightened.
"Russians! Oh no, the Russians are coming from behind. They are their reinforcements!"
This kind of thing was unacceptable to the German commando commander who was only a dozen meters away from rushing into the 62nd Army's combat command hall.
The Soviet troops that dared to come over to support in a short period of time must be only small forces. Previous intelligence and aerial reconnaissance confirmed that the Russians had sent all their troops to the front line, and that no one in the entire northern heavy industrial zone was organized.
The Russian reserve team is on standby.
In other words, at this moment, the Russians who have taken our own retreat and shouted slogans are probably just a patrol team. Of course, they may also be militiamen. All in all, their total strength should not and will never exceed one company.
The scale, of course, may not even be half a company!
"As long as we can drive out these troublesome Russians, victory will still belong to us! We are definitely stronger in terms of firepower and combat experience, and the Russians may not have the upper hand in terms of numbers. There is no reason why we cannot win such a battle.
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The German commando commander, whose eyes were spinning as fast as a roulette wheel, made up his mind in just three seconds. The opportunity he had finally grasped to take down the Russian Army Headquarters must not be wasted like this.
"Turn! Captain Schent leads the first team to continue charging. The second team and the third team turn around to block the group of Russians behind. We cannot let them break through our defense line! Action!"
The German commando commander not only wanted to stay and eat Chuikov's 62nd Army Headquarters, but also planned to fight on both the northern and southern fronts at the same time! While going to capture or eliminate Chuikov's group, he also had to dedicate a large number of troops to block it.
For the pursuers behind, this "full bloom" tactic with a strong "German fine tradition" is simply outrageously bold.
But as the saying goes, people's hearts are not as good as snakes. When faced with such a big temptation as annihilating the enemy group army headquarters, there are probably only a few people who would choose to give up. Malashenko must know that the German commando commander is so coquettish.
If you operate it, you will probably understand.
"Grenade! Get down!"
boom--
The huge explosion stirred up thick smoke and dust, filling the ears and nose like an earth dragon in the narrow underground tunnel. The dust could not settle for a long time. Malashenko, who was almost blinded by the explosion, was hiding in a concave wall.
After that I couldn't help but yell and complain.
"Fuck you, why are there so many grenades! How many M24s did these Germans bring in?"
After just one meeting, Malashenko understood why this group of German commandos were able to tear through the defense line of the guard company of the group army headquarters, which was not large in number but all composed of elite soldiers, in such a short period of time, and came close to capturing Chuikov alive.
There's only one final reason left within reach.
It doesn’t matter how desperate these Germans are and how easy they are to defeat them. It’s just because the firepower of these Germans is so fucking fierce. Free grenades are thrown at them like CS grenades.
No one can stand these bullshit tactics.
Thanks to the strong structure of this underground tunnel, it was built with a structural strength standard that could withstand German air strikes. Otherwise, Malashenko estimated that ordinary civilian basements would have been destroyed by this rain of grenades.
"What to do now!? We can't fight! These Germans are crazy! You'd better have a prepared strategy to deal with these Germans, I'm serious!"
Lavrinenko, who was hiding in the recessed wall with Malashenko, had the same anxious look on his face, but as the top field commander at this moment, Malashenko also had no good solution.
The tactic of using hand grenades and fully automatic firepower to block narrow tunnels, let alone World War II, even in later generations when all kinds of tactical equipment and individual weapons have made great progress, it is still useless, because this is basically the same thing.
Such a tactic that is completely unreasonable! And as we all know, unreasonable people or things are often the most difficult to deal with.
"What to do, what to do, what the hell to do???"
"Calm down, calm down first. There must be a way. There must be a way to cure these Germans' bad habits! There is no tactic without weaknesses in this world. We will definitely find the weaknesses!"
Malashenko, who was slightly panicked, was right about one thing. There is indeed no tactic without any weaknesses in this world. Whether it is the current Patriotic War or the modern war in the distant future, it is nothing more than this. It is unchanged.
The few German armored grenadiers who were only interested in throwing grenades could only suppress the fire for less than two minutes. When they reached for the grenade bag at their waist, they grabbed it with their right hands, and then they quickly asked their comrades beside them for grenades.
But when it failed.
The several German armored grenadiers who stared with wide eyes were completely dumbfounded. The triple superscalar grenades specially carried for this assault operation were finally used up.
Most of the otakus who played FPS games in later generations were only interested in the momentary pleasure, but at the critical moment, they suddenly found out that they were out of bullets. Then they scratched their heads and slapped the mouse because they thought it was too slow to change bullets.
The sweat can completely soak the mouse.
Similar situations can also be seen in actual combat. Once people get involved in something and forget about the details, it does not only exist in games.
As soon as the continuous explosions of grenades stopped, Malashenko, who was hiding behind the wall and had ears sharper than a dog's, immediately realized something was wrong.
After waiting for a full five seconds, no sound of a grenade exploded. Malashenko, who looked at Lavrinenko next to him, instantly understood the same taste in the other's eyes.
"The Germans have finished throwing their grenades!"