Chapter 1718 Making Good Use of Chinese

Malachenko still did not intend to take action to trick the Germans right now. To be more precise, Malachenko felt that the support forces gathered by the Germans were still not enough for him to act quickly and do big things.

Malachenko did not want to kill the Germans of half a regiment and a division. Under the premise that his own subsequent reinforcements were also arriving continuously, Malachenko's plan was to kill the Germans of at least two armored divisions in the first move.

Once the combat intention was exposed, the effect of surprise was lost. As far as the current situation was concerned, the Germans still had no idea what kind of danger they were facing and what terrible opponents they were fighting against, or they had only a vague understanding and were not clear about their current situation.

Once Malachenko's plan was implemented, it would mean that this would be a large-scale battle led by Stalin's First Guards Tank Division, assisted by multiple Red Army infantry divisions and reinforced artillery divisions, against at least two fully-formed German armored divisions.

If we calculate it this way, even if we make a conservative estimate, there will be at least 500 armored vehicles of various types, which will start a steel stranglehold on this small area. If we calculate it by regional density, the intensity of such a large-scale tank battle is not even lower than that of Prokhorovka.

If the combat goal can be achieved, it means that the German armored forces in the area will suffer serious losses, and it is possible that there will be a vacuum in the local area and no armored forces are available.

In a big way, this is extremely beneficial to the entire Bagration operation.

In a small way, Malashenko can step on the accelerator and rush forward in the future battles, and basically don’t have to worry about the German armored forces of equal strength intervening, blocking or even attacking him from the side to cause trouble.

If we talk about Malashenko himself, it is also a huge temptation to kill the Great German Armored Division and draw a heavy beam of the Wehrmacht elite.

So no matter what, Malashenko must fight this battle, and he must fight it well and beautifully.

In the words of Comrade Lao Ma, if I still play passive defense with such a big advantage, what's the difference between that and eating shit at home? If I don't do something big, I will be sorry for the soldiers under my command who are eager to fight.

I went to the division headquarters in the underground vegetable cellar in the village and said a few words to learn about the latest telegrams and various situations.

Holding the brief and concise telegram just sent by the artillery division dispatched by Vatutin for reinforcement, "Hold on, comrades, we will be there soon!", Malashenko, who was about to joke with the political commissar, had no time to speak, and the sound of artillery shells falling from the sky in the west had already reached his ears.

Woo——

Boom——

"Artillery fire! Everyone, take cover!"

"These fascist bastards! It sounds like even conventional artillery has joined in, not just the artillery positions of the Rocket Army Infantry Division. Ask them if they can fire in retaliation. How long can they just passively take the beating?"

Unlike the hasty rocket artillery attack during the first wave of attack a while ago, the German artillery fire that was roaring again now had more large-caliber conventional artillery added. The artillery barrage of rockets mixed with whistling shells became more accurate than the first wave of artillery fire. It was obvious that the more accurate artillery coordinates were corrected after the first wave of attack.

The defensive positions outside the village with relatively complete field fortifications were built overnight, and the German artillery formation was at most a division-level artillery unit, and it was no match for the Red Army in terms of firepower projection density and artillery caliber. Malashenko was not worried about how much meat this round of artillery fire would cut off from him.

But this does not mean that Malashenko is willing to let the Germans ride on his head and shit on him. Whether the loss is big or not is different from whether he can fight back. Malashenko hopes that the artillery units of the friendly infantry divisions that cooperate with him can immediately teach the stupid Germans who are playing big swords in front of Guan Gong a lesson.

"We have contacted them just now. The artillery units of the two infantry divisions closest to us have just arrived and are deploying artillery positions. The artillery range covers the entire combat area and can accommodate the German artillery positions. We just need to wait a little. Once they are ready, the retaliatory bombardment will start immediately. They have promised! The Germans dare to expose the position of their artillery positions like this and are courting death. Don't worry."

Dinglingling——

As soon as the political commissar finished speaking and before he finished speaking, the urgent phone ring came. The telephone line that was urgently connected by the communication team this morning finally came in handy.

"Hello? Yes, this is the 1st Stalin Guards Tank Division! Is the artillery ready? Of course we must open fire immediately! Yes! The target is the enemy's artillery position, and they are firing at us! Can you find the location of their artillery position? Already found it? Very good! It's all up to you, keep in touch, that's it for now!"

As soon as he put down the phone in his hand, the political commissar who turned around immediately looked at Malashenko with an excited expression.

"You heard it all, wait and see the fireworks! Those Germans who dared to "touch the head of the tiger's tail" are dead!"

Hearing this special description, and turning around to look at the political commissar who had walked to the observation post and stood next to him, also holding a telescope and looking out, Malashenko, who was quite puzzled, couldn't help but ask.

"I say, how much Chinese have you learned? It feels weird to speak in Russian."

"You know this is Chinese?"

The telescope in Comrade Political Commissar's hand tilted downward slightly, he glanced at Comrade Ma and asked with some surprise.

"Of course I know. Do you think I don't learn anything?"

Malashenko naturally took it for granted and explained the reason why he knew very well.

"Well, there are more. I have a good memory when I'm young, so I learned a lot at that time. It's interesting to actually say it, and the description is appropriate, isn't it?"

"as long as you are happy."

"Of course I'm happy. The German guy is about to be blown up to the sky, how can he not be happy?"

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It's hard to believe that such an optimistic old man actually has terminal pancreatic cancer, but Malashenko is happy to see this situation despite being unexpected. People's subjective emotional factors are indispensable and important factors in the later stages of cancer. A positive, optimistic and joking attitude towards life is stronger than any specific medicine.

Soon, the overwhelming bombardment as promised on the phone came to the battlefield.

The large-caliber projectile, whose flight speed had been severely attenuated by air friction, whizzed past the village with a standard subsonic parabolic trajectory and hit the distance. The best way to describe this situation is that the roar of the artillery shells arrived before the arrival, and together with the roar of artillery fire from the artillery positions in the rear, it resounded throughout the earth.

In an instant, the heavy hammer-like death bombardment hit the head of the happy German guy, triggering a chain reaction of violent shocks and loud impacts that shook the earth.