Chapter 2013 Moment of Destruction

The Germans are going to use the buffer zone to make a fuss and treat Malashenko to a meal of steel bombs.

As it should be, Comrade Lao Ma, who is not a good person at all, can't just take a beating without fighting back. He has already prepared a reciprocal response to the Germans.

It is true that Malashenko has transferred all the ISU152s in the division to the front line and concentrated them together, but the leader division is not the only artillery equipment like ISU152, and the Katyusha rocket launchers of the four battalions are certainly not for nothing.

The attack on the second line of defense does not require long-term artillery preparation. In line with the principle of speed, Malashenko needs to fight a swift and fierce concentrated assault. For example, there is no time and conditions for the kind of firepower advantage battle that requires artillery preparation to bombard him for two hours.

However, the lack of conditions for long-term artillery coverage does not mean that Malashenko will not use any artillery at all.

The Katyusha rocket launcher, which has a very fast firing rate and can cover a large area in a short time and project sufficient firepower, has become the most suitable choice for Malashenko's actual combat needs.

"Come fast and go fast" is the biggest feature of Katyusha, so when the rain of rockets with orange-red tail flames appeared in the field of vision and fell straight down, Manteuffel was really surprised that he could still launch such a wave when the Soviet mechanized cluster charge had already begun.

"General, danger! Get down quickly!!!"

Swish, swish, swish--

Boom, boom, boom--

Boom--

Before being forced to the ground and kissing the loess by a pounce, the last scream Manteuffel heard was the scream of the captain of the guard company who had been loyally guarding him.

As for what happened afterwards, it was basically unknown.

The overwhelming rain of rockets was like an unstoppable ice and snow storm hanging under Moscow in the cold winter, sweeping the German positions that could not dodge in an instant at a very fast speed.

It was clearly the time for our artillery to open fire, so why was there a fierce Russian artillery attack at this time? Shouldn't the Russians take shelter from the artillery fire? At least it shouldn't come so quickly.

Many unlucky German soldiers couldn't figure this out, but they would never have the chance to think about it carefully in this life.

A total of 144 Katyushas in four battalions were fully loaded and fired in a volley, without any reservation, and used up the ammunition that had just been loaded and ready to be fired in the shortest time. A total of 2,304 heavy rockets with a diameter of 132 mm exploded densely on the German positions like a storm.

This terrifying firepower density only occurred within a short ten seconds. After the German position was bombarded, there was only a piece of flying sand and dust.

Just looking at the posture makes people feel that the scene of turning the ground upside down is just like this.

"Fuck your mother's German sticks! Do you feel good now?!"

Although it can be expected that the German army will do some artillery work in the buffer zone, Malashenko, who was bombed on the way to the charge, still felt quite unhappy about it.

Now seeing that the rocket storm he carefully arranged in advance has blown up the German sticks, it is impossible for Malashenko to say that he is unhappy.

Fuck your art of war! I just bomb! If you can't kill me, it means that the firepower is not enough. Keep increasing the amount of firepower projection and bomb! I don't believe that I can't bomb you stupid German sticks to death!

Manteuffel didn't know who the crazy Soviet commanders on the opposite side were, and naturally had no way of knowing what the unreasonable tough guy on the opposite side was thinking.

When his ears were buzzing and he felt his body was as soft as mud and out of control, Manteuffel, who was struggling to get up from the ground, first saw the miserable scene in the front command post.

The density of the Soviet firepower projection was so great that even the command post where Manteuffel was in charge in person, which was relatively safe in the back of the front position, was not spared.

It was unclear whether it was one or more 132mm Katyusha rockets, which fell from the sky in a parabolic trajectory and directly hit the roof of the semi-buried front command post, breaking a hole that Manteuffel thought was big enough to fit the Tiger King turret in.

Manteuffel survived by chance, but it came at a price.

The specific price was that at least half of the people in the entire front command post, including the captain of the guard company who was protecting him and the surrounding guards, were killed on the spot by rockets.

It was good enough to leave a complete body. After getting up, Manteuffel could see that right below the big hole in the roof of the command post, next to the center of the rocket landing point, there were several bodies and pieces of flesh that had been blown into two or even three or five pieces.

An arm in the east, a leg in the west, half a head in the north, and half a body in the south.

You can't tell who these pieces of flesh and debris originally belonged to. The war machines created by humans have the power to completely destroy the human beings themselves as creators, without even leaving a trace.

The flesh and limbs that are blown up like this are just a piece of cake on the battlefield.

"General, are you okay? Are you okay?"

There are still people alive in the frontline command post. The chief of staff, who survived by chance under the protection of the staff officer next to him, is one of them. But his current condition is really not very good. It can even be said that he is more miserable than the beggars on the street.

The originally straight uniform of the National Defense Army colonel has now become a used diaper. Not to mention the black and gray patches, there are also holes of different sizes.

The originally handsome and cool wide-brimmed hat on his head is nowhere to be found. In short, it is nowhere to be found. The once handsome big back blond hair has now become a messy old hen's nest of khaki. As for the mature, charming and high-value face that used to make girls scream and young women fantasize, it has now become the image of a fleeing miner that even old ladies don't want to look at.

Not to mention that his clothes and face are disfigured, the important thing is that the chief of staff is also injured.

A large metal fragment, estimated to be a fragment of a rocket, penetrated diagonally from the waist and into his lower abdomen. However, it was not completely inserted, and a large part of it was still exposed and dripping with blood, which looked extremely creepy.

"Medic! Doctor! Hurry up! Hurry!!!"

Seeing this, Manteuffel didn't care too much and shouted loudly to call for help, but he didn't expect that the chief of staff, who was now in this state, didn't care about him. He waved his hand and spoke with difficulty.

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