Chapter 1701 Full Speed ​​Attack

"Everyone hurry up and clean up the battlefield. Don't take away anything you can't take away! Leave a small team of infantry to guard the prisoners. The main force will set off in five minutes!"

"I heard it all. You guys, Comrade Commander, hurry up!"

"Hey! Take the German prisoners over there, don't take them this way. They were just taken from here. Are you confused?"

"Don't worry about the cannons. Confiscate their guns and put a grenade in the barrel to blow it up! Don't let it fall into the hands of the Germans again!"

The battlefield where the battle just ended was still a scene of smoke everywhere, but this was not the main attack direction of the middle road where Malashenko was, but the assault force led by Kurbalov in the north.

The main force of the infantry regiment was assigned to Malashenko's side. Kurbalov only brought a battalion of accompanying troops here. In terms of combat effectiveness, it was also the battalion with the lowest combat effectiveness in the divisional infantry regiment. The proportion of veterans with combat experience was the lowest among the three battalions, with only half of them.

But this bottom-ranked combat effectiveness is only relative to the ranking within the Varosha Infantry Regiment. If it is compared with other Red Army infantry divisions, the combat effectiveness of this battalion is enough to match a regiment without considering the heavy weapons. This is the most intuitive feeling of Kulbalov after experiencing the battles in the past two days.

To be honest, the troops of our Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division are awesome. Even the infantry regiment of the division is better than the general guards infantry. It is impossible for Kulbalov not to feel proud of this.

The battle that just ended was a short and unexpected encounter.

Kulbalov, who led the troops to rush forward, really didn't expect that he would meet a fleeing German guy halfway. He would actually run into a half-dead mouse and a cat.

As the saying goes, "enemies are particularly jealous when they meet." Kulbalov, who caught this fleeing German infantry that came out of nowhere, naturally had no reason to let it go.

There was a group of infantrymen who had been beaten half to death. There were only 1,800 of them. They lacked heavy weapons and had no defensive positions to rely on.

For an enemy like this, it would take at most two cigarettes for Kurbanov to deal with it without even releasing the accelerator. Kurbanov, who faced the fat meat delivered to his door without hesitation, immediately issued an offensive order to rush up and tear the enemy apart. A large group of T43 medium tanks and IS6 heavy tanks stepped on the accelerator and rushed up.

The battle that was swept away like a whirlwind and without suspense came and went quickly. When Kurbanov saw the first German guy collapse and kneel on the ground, raise his hands, and cry for surrender in front of the powerful fatherly power of the Red Army, it was less than ten minutes since the battle began.

If we calculate it by the standard of watching and smoking on the phone, it is indeed less than two cigarettes. Kurbalov accurately estimated the situation of the battle and had an extremely accurate grasp of the situation and the situation.

Kurbalov did not have much time to deal with the prisoners and clean up the battlefield. Fortunately, these unlucky Germans who had just suffered a defeat and met their own side were relatively cooperative. The work of collecting weapons and arranging prisoners was much smoother. After shouting a few words to ask everyone to speed up, Kurbalov stopped talking nonsense and prepared to do something else.

But at this time, a communications staff from the regiment ran towards Kurbalov with the telegram he had just received.

"Comrade Regiment Commander, take the telegram from the division headquarters!"

"Hmm? From the division headquarters? Give it to me."

Kurbalov was indeed thinking about reporting the battle situation and assault progress to the division headquarters. It happened that the division headquarters took the initiative to contact him and sent him an order, which saved Kurbalov from having to go there again.

"Sure enough, the German armored forces can't hold back! The fox has finally revealed its tail, and now it's the hunter's turn to perform."

The communications staff officer who was still standing by Kurbalov's side didn't know what was written in the telegram. He only knew that the expression of the comrade in front of him was a look of surprise and even excitement! He didn't know what was recorded in the telegram to make the comrade look like this.

"This is the enemy I want to challenge. This is what I have been waiting for! Give this telegram to the deputy commander and the political commissar. They will know what to do next. Inform the troops to gather quickly and prepare to continue the attack. We will have lunch at the encirclement point today!"

A brave soldier and a brave general will lead a flock of sheep. A flock of sheep led by a lion is more combat-effective than a flock of lions led by a sheep.

The truth of war has remained unchanged for thousands of years. It is just like the officers and soldiers at all levels of the Stalin Guards First Tank Division led by Malashenko. They are as brave and aggressive as their division commander.

Rather than picking on the weak, I want to pick on the hard bones of the Germans. It is best to pick on the Germans' elite armored forces to show my strength.

Kurbalov is tired of bullying the German infantry. He is eagerly looking forward to a brutal armored stranglehold battle with the Germans in close combat. A telegram sent from Malashenko clearly stated that a large number of German armored forces were on the way to reinforce, which was exactly what Kurbalov wanted.

Every time the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division fought with the German armored elite, it would defeat a huge threatening opponent and remove another pillar from the enemy. Kurbalov never thought that this was a trouble or burden. Since the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division was named as the leader and the elite, it should take on the corresponding responsibility to eliminate the German elite.

Disintegrating the enemy's armored offensive and destroying a large number of its living forces will be of great help to the subsequent strategic offensive. Just as the division commander said in person at the pre-station meeting: The Germans even died of the fire brigade, what will he use to put out the fire next? There is no rescue at all, and he can only stand in the fire and wait to die!

After quickly dealing with the mess at hand and getting back on the road, Kurbalov led his troops to follow Malashenko's orders and continued to rush to the encirclement point that was not far away, with great momentum.

Malashenko had already reminded Kurbalov in the telegram that he must hurry up and be cautious in the next journey, because the German reinforcements could come out at any time, and a quick and fierce armored encounter would break out near the final encirclement point.

Kurbalov was sure that he was ready, and so were his comrades and soldiers.

As long as the Germans' broken cars dared to show up and ask for a fight, they would immediately let these fascist idiots know who was the boss in this area.