Chapter 1849 Strong Pressure

"Fifteen minutes, I can only give you fifteen minutes. Read"

"If your plan doesn't work after fifteen minutes, although I don't want you to do this, you can only attack by force. You can only use infantry tactics to rush these broken carriages down. We have no other choice. Do you understand?"

Fifteen minutes is not too much, but it is not too little. The key is to see when to use it.

For a battle that is difficult to solve at the moment, fifteen minutes is not enough, and it can even be said to be seriously insufficient.

Varosha wanted to end this meaningless battle this morning by forcing surrender, but how effective it would be and whether it would succeed in the end, Valosha himself actually had no idea.

Generally speaking, the train had derailed and overturned, and the station was surrounded by the enemy. There was no other choice in this desperate situation, and surrendering at this time would not be ridiculed.

It is obvious that the Germans in front of him are obviously not ordinary people. The stones in the toilet are smelly and hard, which refers to this kind of rubbish. The common sense of judging and measuring things is not applicable at the moment.

"I will try my best, comrade commander. As for whether it can be successful, to be honest, I am not sure, but I will do my best to achieve the best result."

There is a confident and resolute light in Valosha's eyes. This look is quite familiar to Malashenko and has been seen more than once, for example, it was always seen in Stalingrad.

This look makes Malashenko believe that "the positive and hard-working Valosha in the past" is still there and has never changed from beginning to end.

Creating miracles requires many objective factors, but the most important thing is human efforts. Compared with the former, the latter is more indispensable.

As for whether this thing can be accomplished, neither Malashenko nor Valosha has the final say. We will know after actually trying it. Let's use the next fifteen minutes to witness how strong these lingering Germans can be.

"Go all out! Valosha, I'll wait for you to bring me good news."

"Guarantee to complete the mission, comrade division commander!"

With Valosha, an infantry combat expert, there is no need for Malashenko to personally command the front line. But since the car has been disembarked and the people have come, it is better to follow behind to supervise the battle or watch the scene, which can also facilitate the first-hand information. Further command also saves the process of transmitting orders and becomes more efficient.

In short, when Valosha really began to arrange combat tasks for his three battalion commanders, two ordinary infantry battalion commanders and one combat engineer battalion commander, Malashenko stood aside and acted as a spectator without saying a word, leaving everything to Valosha to be fully responsible and trustworthy.

"The current situation is not optimistic for us, comrades."

"We don't have much time, only fifteen minutes to end the battle. In these fifteen minutes, we need to use all tactical means and deceptive illusions except for the strong attack to force the Germans to surrender. If we can't do it within fifteen minutes, then we can only start the strong attack. Time cannot be delayed endlessly."

"The combat engineer battalion has arrived at the southern combat area and is exchanging fire with the remnants of the Germans, so we will continue to fight in this direction. The first and second battalions will start from the east and north respectively. The mission goal is not to kill as many Germans as possible, but to make as much noise as possible and to have the momentum of a large army to completely strangle the Germans to resist. This is our priority goal."

Varosha, who personally arranged the combat mission, had a serious face and a solemn expression. The battalion commanders who listened carefully nodded immediately, but soon there were problems that followed.

"But comrade, how can we create a big enough noise without using heavy weapons or even mortars?"

Someone pointed out the problem to the point. Varosha, who was also worried about this matter, knew that this sounded like an inconsistent order, but you had to execute it according to this goal and standard. The corresponding tactics were naturally not very good, but they were better than acting randomly without tactics.

"There is no better way, we can only increase the deployment of advancing forces. The three of you must at least devote more than half of your troops to your first wave of offensives. The specific implementation must be decided according to the terrain conditions. This is your personal business, but our goal is to make the Germans realize the disparity in numbers."

"I know this method sounds stupid, but it is the only way. Or if any of you have a better way, just share it, I'm all ears."

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The three battalion commanders who were half-squatting and staring at the map spread out on the ground did not speak up. If anyone could think of a better way, they would not keep it to themselves until now. Seeing this, Valosha nodded immediately and finally gave the order in confirmation.

"Since there is no problem, let's start the action. I will personally be responsible for the command of the battle direction of the combat engineer battalion on the south side of the platform. This is also our main attack direction. If the battle is still not resolved after fifteen minutes, follow my signal flares. The rise of the red signal flares means the start of the assault. At that time, use all your strength to resolve the battle as quickly as possible. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

The three battalion commanders who had fully received their respective combat orders responded in unison and nodded at the same time.

"Then the battle begins!"

On the other side, the German soldiers trapped in the combat carriage of the armored train did not think about breaking out.

In fact, shortly after the armored train derailed, the first wave of German guards who quickly assembled on the train had already tried to fight from the north, which seemed to have weak defense and the Soviet army had not yet completely formed an encirclement.

But the consequence of their refusal to lay down their weapons and surrender was that their breakout action to the north was beaten back by the first battalion that had just arrived here, and it was merciless.

After a fierce exchange of light weapons fire, the German guards, who were already small in number, were defeated in the firepower competition, leaving behind dozens of bodies that were shot into sieves and fled in panic. They were driven back to the platform and back to the protection of the combat carriages that could barely serve as fortifications.

As for why these Germans were forced to retreat instead of letting them break through and relieve the pressure of the battle, there was only one simple reason.

No one knew whether these fascist bastards had some Soviet treasures in their pockets and ran away. A small item that could be easily put into a pocket might be worth a fortune. The value of antiques and treasures is not determined by the size of the items. This is basic common sense that even a child understands. Maybe there are bastards who want to take advantage of the situation and slip away with a large bag of treasures on their backs.

Since there is no way to check your belongings, we have to assume that you have hidden treasures and use bullets to keep you there for inspection, but in the form of a corpse instead of a living person. This is the "way of dealing with the enemy" of Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division.

In short, there are only two options left for the besieged German army: either surrender or be annihilated. There will be no third choice. The German guards who got off the derailed train are the targets that Malashenko must eat. Even if he lets the bastards of the SS Division run away, he must swallow all of these bastards into his stomach, leaving nothing behind.