Chapter 1811 Good Guy!
It is impossible to say that Gornakov did not feel bitter about the German artillery that crippled one of his battalions. It can even be said that Gornakov even wanted to chew up these German scum. 谒萴 )ReadМ
"Take me over to see, we'll go together. I guess your division killed these German bastards all over the ground."
The forward division headquarters headed by Political Commissar Petrov has not yet arrived at the combat area where the exchange of fire has just ended. The positions that have just been captured are temporarily only combat troops and combat equipment, and there is no American-aided Willys Jeep that Malashenko likes most.
Malashenko, who doesn't care about the number of motorized hours, is unrestrained and wild. He directly ordered Seryosha to drive a car, carrying his team and the hitchhiker Division Commander Gornakov to the location where Kurbarov captured the German artillery battalion.
Malashenko was talking to Gornakov with half of his body hanging outside the turret, but the following answer surprised the division commander Gornakov, who hated the Germans.
"No, we didn't even engage in fire with the German artillery. Our soldiers just rushed over, and the Germans who were about to escape gave up resistance and surrendered when they saw this. The whole process was unexpectedly smooth."
"Surrendered?! Directly???"
Almost everyone would have this "shocking for a hundred years" expression when they heard the news for the first time. After all, the fascist army surrendered to the Red Army without firing a shot. If you say such a thing casually, you will probably be regarded as a fool. But reality is often like this, even more magical than your imagination. Such an outrageous thing is happening so realistically right now.
"I don't know the details very well. The work was done by the commander of the main regiment under my command. The German artillery had been hiding in a hidden spot and firing, and was not even in the main direction of the attack. We had to split up the troops to remove this nail. Fortunately, we moved quickly enough to prevent them from running away."
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Malachenko explained with one hand on the turret, and Gornakov, who was holding the back of the turret with one hand and stabilizing his body balance in a half-squatting position, was listening attentively.
Time passed quickly in the awkward chat between you and me. The IS4 heavy tank, which was used as a means of transportation in addition to fighting, was really miserable.
After arriving at the foot of the hillside, Malachenko, who got off the car, soon saw Kurbalov, who had been waiting for a long time, and blurted out the pre-emptive words before Malachenko could speak.
"Great harvest, comrade division commander!"
"I checked them out, these German cars are all new! Many of them have only been installed for more than a month, and the paint hasn't even been scratched yet. The organization is also complete, with a fully equipped artillery battalion. The Germans said that they have singled out the fascist leader of this group for interrogation and got a lot of valuable information."
On the way here, Malashenko had roughly guessed a variety of different situations and possibilities, and he was mentally prepared to accept any of them, good or bad, and the situation described by Kurbalov was undoubtedly the best one.
"Let's talk while walking, lead the way."
Malashenko didn't want to waste time, and Kurbalov obeyed his orders after hearing this. The group was still discussing specific details while walking uphill.
"There are 45 vehicles in total, all in good order. These Germans really wanted to run, but they didn't have time. Our reinforcements arrived in time, and then we detained them all."
Kurbalov's words and actions revealed unspeakable excitement and excitement. No wonder, after all, this is an entire self-propelled artillery battalion's heavy equipment, which was unprecedented and even unheard of in the past.
Imagine how important this battalion's self-propelled artillery is?
Even if Stalin's First Guards Tank Division can't use it, from another perspective, this is at least a beam drawn from the Germans. Each of these self-propelled artillery battalions with independent organization is very important. If they are all written off, won't the Germans be heartbroken and cry? This is not a casual remark.
Malashenko could understand Kurbalov's unspeakable excitement. In fact, the award he had applied for was enough to match his contribution, but Kurbalov himself didn't know about it yet.
Malashenko didn't plan to tell him now. Creating a surprise was obviously a better choice. The subsequent questions went to the core of the problem.
"Tell me the results of the prisoner's interrogation first. Who did you interrogate? The battalion commander?"
As long as the Germans were willing to tell the truth, the value of what could be pried out from the prisoner's mouth was undoubtedly the highest. Malashenko expected Kurbalov's next answer to have a good result.
"No, comrade division commander. The prisoner we interrogated was a captain and deputy battalion commander. He was the one who issued the order to surrender. He was also the highest-ranking officer when the Germans raised their hands to surrender, and he was the one who actually commanded them."
"According to him, the German's name was something weird and hard to remember, I forgot what it was. Anyway, it was probably about him being missing and missing. When he saw the smoke bomb rising from the top of the hill, he thought it was a signal flare from us, calling for a large force, and he panicked immediately, wanting to lead the troops to escape immediately, but we were faster than him and our formation was strong enough, and then he..."
"Is the surrender ordered?"
Kurbalov did not answer Malashenko's question directly, but nodded to himself, indicating that it was true, which made Comrade Lao Ma laugh out loud.
"This German is a smart man. If all Germans are like him, our future work will be much easier."
While talking and laughing, they have reached the top of the slope. Malashenko, who stopped here and looked around, first took a look at the surrounding environment and found that the highest point where he was was surrounded by ups and downs, uneven and uneven earth slopes. The low-lying area under the slope was like a big pit dug out by nature, or a basin. No matter how to describe it, it's just like that.
At the moment, it seems that if the German artillerymen hid in this pit and fired "black cannons", then everything can be explained.
Why did he get bombed before he heard the whistling of the shells? Why could he only hear the sound of the cannons but not see the fire of the firing?
The answer is simple. The Germans used the close-range curved trajectory, and they stayed in the pit in front of them and fired at a high angle, hitting the target from a distance.
This is a "trebuchet trajectory" similar to a mortar that can only be fired by low-caliber curved artillery with a short enough barrel. The concealment effect and safety factor are extremely good.
The premise is that there must be a friendly vision to report the artillery coordinates. The artillery in the pit can only fire according to the coordinates and nothing else can be observed. Even the landing point of the shells and the correction of the artillery coordinates must rely on the observation report of friendly forces, which requires extremely high tacit cooperation.
But compared to figuring out the truth of the mystery that had troubled him before, he saw the special geographical environment around him with his own eyes.
What Malashenko cares more about are the big iron guys lined up and neatly stacked in the pit directly below.
The chassis of the modified Type 4 tank and the fully enclosed armored fighting room are obvious, especially the thick short-barreled gun like a pig's nose is the biggest iconic feature. Malashenko, who saw all of this through the telescope, has actually come up with the answer.
"Good guy, this is really a good guy! Kurbalov got a whole battalion of grizzlies!"