Chapter 1719 Artillery Ace

In terms of professional skills and professional qualities, the Red Army's artillery can be said to have blown up the German artillery by more than ten streets.

The destructive covering firepower seemed to have eyes and hit the Germans' foreheads directly. The shells that kept falling like thunder exploded all over the German artillery positions, releasing destructive energy and terrifying shock waves that engulfed everything around.

The German artillerymen who were still fighting happily in the last second could never have expected that they would suddenly encounter such a disaster. In an instant, the Soviet large-caliber heavy artillery shells rained down like rain, and the German army instantly blew up and couldn't tell east from west, south from north, and only knew that they were in great trouble.

The panicked German artillerymen rushed to escape from their gun positions one by one, but how easy was it to escape from such a large-scale firepower coverage?

Without escaping early, the final result would most likely be a desperate one. The German artillerymen, who were shaken by the heavy artillery shells that kept falling around them and whose feet were unstable, would soon know what kind of actions were worthy of being called futile.

Cannons, bodies, ammunition boxes, and piles of shells waiting to be loaded on the artillery positions

Almost everything on the position was covered in destructive firepower. The 122 and 152 mm large-caliber high-explosive projectiles that kept whistling down from the sky did not know how to show mercy.

Various limbs and broken arms and pieces of meat were blown all over the sky, and large pieces of metal fragments and artillery debris were directly lifted into the air.

Malashenko, holding a telescope in his hand, could not see the miserable situation on the German position, but he could roughly guess that all the Germans' efforts to escape would eventually end in vain. Just by looking at the huge black smoke rising from the distant horizon and the fierce ammunition explosion scene with flames everywhere, Malashenko could imagine that the German artillery must be experiencing a very exciting experience now.

"I hit the jackpot! Looking at this situation, I don't know how lively the German artillery position is now. We can't achieve this effect with just our shells. We must have blown up all the ammunition piles on the German artillery position together! This is the effect we want, haha, it's so fucking cool!!!"

Malashenko, who is happy to appreciate the Western scene, is watching it very happily and shouting, but he didn't notice that the political commissar standing next to him has already received a telegram.

"You should see this, Malashenko."

"Huh? What is this?"

Malashenko, whose "elegant mood" was interrupted, turned around following the voice of the political commissar, and the telegram paper still smelling of ink was handed to him.

"A telegram from the 3rd Guards Artillery Division. They arrived ahead of time and are setting up artillery positions. Telegraph communication has been established, and artillery support can be called in half an hour. Their mission this time is to provide us with fire support. The entire artillery division is now under your command. This is the most powerful division-level artillery unit in our front. You now hold the power of destruction."

What is a blessing from heaven?

At this moment, Malashenko can pat his chest and tell you that this is a blessing from heaven! And it is a super-unexpected extra-large surprise.

To be honest, Malashenko has never experienced what it feels like to dispatch and command a complete Guards Artillery Division.

Malashenko had heard some deeds and rumors about the 3rd Guards Artillery Division before, all of which were awesome legends about this ace elite artillery.

It is said that the 3rd Guards Artillery Division is one of the most powerful elite units in the entire Red Army artillery force. It was formed in the suburbs of Moscow at the end of 1942 by merging several elite regiment-level artillery units.

One of the main features is that the organization is extremely large. The entire division has 3 howitzers, 2 cannons, and 3 anti-tank guns, totaling 8 artillery regiments. This is the conventional organization under normal circumstances. If necessary in wartime, other artillery units will be integrated for unified coordination and command.

For example, this time, Vatutin integrated the 203mm heavy howitzer battalion of the front army. Although it is only a battalion organization, it can increase the firepower output by geometric multiples. It is not an exaggeration to say that one battalion is equal to a regiment.

The unit was initially under the command of the Supreme Command and was uniformly dispatched as an artillery strategic reserve, and then decentralized to the front-level army. In most cases, it is put into battle as an artillery force directly under the front army, just like it is now directly under the dispatch and command of Vatutin.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of this encirclement and annihilation war, and not be destroyed by the armored forces reinforced by the Germans.

Vatutin spent a lot of money this time, and directly pushed up the trump card in his hand, and handed over the front line of the dangerous war zone to Malashenko for dispatch and command, and fully controlled the destructive power of this front-level army.

What would it feel like to hit the Germans on the head with this force that was originally used for campaign-level artillery preparation?

Malashenko had never experienced it, and felt that it was difficult for him to imagine it. He just hoped that the Germans who were trembling under the coverage of destructive artillery fire later would not be too vulnerable.

"This is good, but it is not useful for the time being. Reply to them to wait, it is not time for them to warm up and enter the field. If they are allowed to open fire at this time, it will only scare the Germans to retreat. I will not fight this kind of losing battle."

"Losing battle?"

The political commissar accurately captured this key word in Malashenko's words, and after instantly understanding what it meant, he just laughed dumbly.

"It seems that you have taken advantage of the Germans across the street and regarded them as military achievements? It sounds like capitalists are calculating their own property and preparing to exploit workers."

Seeing that Comrade Political Commissar was interested in making a joke, Comrade Ma naturally rode his donkey downhill without any shame, and simply slipped away following Comrade Political Commissar's words.

"As long as I deal with these German bastards, what does it matter if I become a capitalist for once? I just want to exploit these fascist lackeys to death, skin them to pieces, and even take out their bones to feed the dogs! Look at us this time How many Germans can be packed into this bag of destruction? We must teach these bastards an unforgettable lesson."

The German army, which had just suffered a sudden and huge bombardment loss, did not know that at this moment, the extremely difficult group of idiots on the opposite side were plotting a big conspiracy waiting for them to fall into it.

On the contrary, the German army, which had just received a new wave of reinforcements, thought that it had received a powerful injection of cardiotonic and had a great advantage. Especially the newly arrived heavy armored troops will become the absolute best in breaking through the Russian positions.