Chapter 1109 Whatever You Fear Will Come True

The situation is very clear. The German army in Prokhorovka is not going to hold on to the end. The real purpose of the Second SS Panzer Army is to eat up all the Soviet troops in the entire theater in one go!

Malashenko didn't know where these Germans got such a big appetite. This is completely different from the Prokhorovka Battle in the existing history, not to mention trying to use the tactics in the existing history to the current situation. This is not only unrealistic but also can't solve the problem at all. Malashenko's advantage as a time traveler can be said to be completely useless at the moment.

"We should evacuate immediately, comrade brigade commander! The enemy's air strike has just ended. There may be a wave of prepared ground counterattacks waiting for us. We must evacuate before that to avoid being entangled by the enemy, otherwise there will be a danger of being surrounded!"

Political Commissar Petrov looked serious and anxious, and Malashenko, who was holding a telegram and frowning, had a similar expression.

Comrade Political Commissar was right. The airstrike that just happened was just the beginning. The most terrifying thing was not the huge casualties suffered by the airstrike, but the Guards Flag Division that had just been repelled, or pretended to be repelled.

Once the Guards Flag Division rushed up and attacked at this time, it would not even cause huge casualties to the Stalin Guards 1st Heavy Tank Brigade. It would only need to entangle and trip Malashenko and drag him here.

Then what will happen next is almost foreseeable. Once the Skull Division and the Imperial Division, which have dealt with their respective enemies, come from the flank and perform a "Three Heroes Fighting Lu Bu" show for Malashenko, that situation will really be a disaster!

Whether the Stalin Guards 1st Heavy Tank Brigade is Lu Bu at the moment, Malashenko himself has no idea.

But what is certain is that these three SS elite divisions are not made of clay. If they are not Guan Yu, they are at least Zhang Fei. In the field, relying on such a simple position and being surrounded by these three divisions, Malashenko feels that even if a god comes, he can't save himself.

"Notify the troops to assemble immediately! Take away everything that can be taken away, and don't treat the things that can't be taken away as treasures and abandon them all. Don't take those tanks that can't be repaired. Tell Karamov not to feel sorry for those broken cars. Simply pack up and retreat quickly!"

"I'll leave the brigade headquarters to you. I'll go to Kurbarov's first battalion to see. Another battalion suffered a lot of losses in the battle just now. I'm worried that they can't keep up with the speed of the troops' assembly. There are too many things to deal with!"

Knowing that time is running out, Malashenko didn't hesitate any more. After simply talking to Political Commissar Petrov about the key points, he immediately planned to act. But before Malashenko took a step, a sudden shout instantly rang in his ears.

"German tanks, they're coming!"

This world is often like this. The more you fear something, the more you worry about it, the more reality, like a prank by an ordinary naughty boy, will bring you something.

Malashenko, who could hardly believe what he had just heard, looked back and looked into the distance in the direction where the sound came from.

A large group of German tanks, which seemed to be numerous but could not be distinguished, were lining up like beasts released from a cage after the wall of the zoo collapsed, rushing towards the position that had just been occupied.

"Fuck! These bastards are deliberately trying to keep me here, damn!"

Just as Political Commissar Petrov worried, the unwilling Guards Flag Division finally chose to carry the remaining power of the air strike and did not miss any opportunity to attack and only went to the position. The intention was very obvious to keep Malashenko here and completely entangle him. Otherwise, if they really wanted to fight to the death, they would have started as early as the attack and defense stage of the position just now.

Malashenko, who had a telescope hanging on his chest, immediately raised the telescope and looked at the German troops that were already rushing towards him. The Panther tanks that were leading the way first caught his eye. But the strange thing was that some of these Panther tanks were still in the default factory paint state of khaki, without any of the German army's common summer two-color camouflage. They looked like big dirt bags galloping on the ground.

"You come to attack me without even putting on the paint. How much do you want to eat me up in one breath?"

Complaints aside, the anger on his lips did not mean that Malashenko could not see the essence hidden behind the appearance in front of him.

The previous SS First Class Assault Captain told Malashenko that the three main SS divisions in the Prokhorovka theater, including the Guards Flag Division, all received a batch of new tanks of varying numbers.

According to the captain of the first-class assault battalion, these tanks were all new vehicles that had just been transported from Germany to the front line by rail. They were delivered and accepted between last night and this morning. They had not been trained or reorganized in advance. They were completely new vehicles. It was normal for new vehicles to have only the factory default paint and no battlefield camouflage.

The Guards Flag Division had already sent out such a newly acquired armored unit. Putting himself in the shoes of the Guards Flag Division, Malashenko felt that if he were the commander of the Guards Flag Division, he would not have sent such a unit that might have unknown major problems to the front line so hastily unless it was absolutely necessary.

Getting the equipment is one thing, but completing the equipment training and actually forming combat effectiveness is another. There is a causal relationship between the two, with the former coming first and the latter coming later, and the perspective span between the cause and effect is not a little huge. Such a brand-new and subversive Panther tank design must be familiarized and practiced by the armored soldiers upgraded from the No. 3 and No. 4.

In short, any commander with a normal mind would never send such an unreliable force to the front line at this time.

But the Guards Flag Division did so, and Malashenko did not think that the commander on the opposite side was a fool. In this way, following the classic truth that there must be something wrong when things are abnormal, the Guards Flag Division is showing its true colors and fighting hard to keep the Stalin Guards First Heavy Tank Brigade. The fact is naturally clear.

"Prepare for battle! It's our turn to defend. We must not let the Germans rush us. There are too many tanks!"

Which side has too many tanks? Malashenko did not say it explicitly, but Political Commissar Petrov understood very well what Malashenko wanted to express. The sight of the Germans charging forward in the dust was indeed a formidable force.