Chapter 2144 Dawn Roars

The overwhelming artillery fire was bombarding the German positions indiscriminately. Even though Malashenko was a few kilometers away, he felt that he could feel the violent movement like the ground shaking. Google search reading

If it fails to explode, that's fine. But if it does, the army-level artillery firepower of this scale will definitely blow up any troops who dare to assemble into rubbish. Oh, maybe it will blow up until not even a bit of rubbish is left. Maybe.

"I just love watching Krauts get bombed. I always have."

There was more than one person who felt very happy after witnessing this scene. Iushkin simply expressed his true thoughts. Malashenko, who was also watching the western view in the distance outside the turret, just heard this. A smile.

"Who isn't? Besides, it's time for you to shave."

Indeed, his handsome face was not very clean, especially the lower half of his face, which was completely unshaven and unshaven. Iushkin, who didn't care much about this, touched his chin and just smiled.

"What is the name of the most important city in East Prussia? Königsberg? That's it. Take this place and I'll shave my beard again. I will never shave until I conquer this evil Fascist city!"

There is still a long way to go to attack East Prussia, and taking the important town of Königsberg will not happen overnight.

However, it is definitely a good thing that Iushkin has such firm determination and ambition. Malashenko would not say anything more and just let him go, but this image of a slovenly bearded man does have that "Middle Eastern flavor" .

"It's starting to dawn, and it won't be long before it gets bright. Be prepared."

Just as Malashenko said, the sky, which was originally shrouded in thick night, changed color at some point.

The night is fading away and the day is slowly coming.

The distant sky was glowing with the last fish-belly white before the sun was about to rise, which greatly improved the visibility. Now it was almost possible to clearly see the scene of the German position shrouded in a sea of ​​fire.

The ferocious shelling with violent concussions rose up from the ground like continuously erupting volcanic lava, carrying large pieces of soil and unknown objects into the air, and then sank down and returned to dust.

"It looks like it was hit by an explosion. We didn't see many broken German remains on the first starting position. The attacking and gathering troops should be at the second position. This is enough for them!"

Having been plowed through by the front's first-level artillery counter-preparations for half an hour, the Germans' first starting position was completely deserted. But in this desolate scene like the craters on the moon's surface, there were not many German vehicles and weapon wreckage scattered everywhere.

You have to say that the Germans were so busy last night, even using the artillery firepower that they had been careful not to expose, but in the end they did nothing and did not do any work. Malashenko felt that anyone who didn't have a brain Neither would believe it.

In this case, there are no corpses on the first position, so the answer obviously points to the second position not far behind, which is still being bombed at this moment.

It's a pity that the general's telescope in Malashenko's hand has a limited magnification. He can barely see the first starting position which is not too far away, and it's a bit blurry, but if he looks at the second position, then You can only see the scene of shelling and flames shooting into the sky, but you can't see the specific details at all.

"That's almost it. The artillery fire should be over. It's been forty-five minutes since the second round. Including the first round, it's been one hour and fifteen minutes. It's time for these artillerymen to take a rest. ”

The Battle of East Prussia was a crucial one. The Third Belarusian Front, which had prepared well in advance, prepared a very sufficient amount of ammunition to ensure an absolute victory in the battle and to unleash destructive firepower on the enemy.

But even if the shell tube is open enough to fire, artillerymen always have limits. No matter how strong the loaders are, even if there are three groups of people working in shifts, there will always be a limit if they work for more than an hour at a time.

Indeed, it was just as Malashenko thought. There was a brief pause in the middle. The first half hour and the last fifty minutes, the one hour and twenty minutes of shelling that could be connected almost without interruption, finally finally cleared when the sky completely cleared. Ming, just a short moment before the sun rises, turn off the engine and stop.

"Come on, let me see what you fascists are going to do next, just come here with full force."

Malashenko, who had a hook in his eyes, was staring into the distance with a telescope in his hand, waiting for the Germans to play an unknown card next. Even if a group of German tanks suddenly appeared in front of them like wild beasts, it would still be fine. Accepting it, Malashenko was sure that he was ready.

But what Malashenko was waiting for in the end was not the Germans' ground attack. To be precise, the buzzing of mosquitoes from the distant horizon was the first "appetizer".

"Damn! Plane! How could it be a German plane!?"

The brief shock did not last long. Malashenko, who had not been bombarded by the German planes for a long time, just felt a little strange. He did not expect that the first card the Germans threw out would be like this. Damn it, I thought the German air force had been so beaten that it didn't even dare to launch large-scale active air strikes.

"Would you like to hide for a while? But it doesn't seem like he's coming for us."

Indeed, as Iushkin said, the Stukas in the distant sky that were already descending and diving into the attack route did not seem to be rushing towards their side, judging by the distance. They were obviously heading for the 267th Infantry Division, which was farther ahead.

"Observe for a while, don't worry, the anti-aircraft positions of the 267th Division are already firing, look."

The threat of German air raids at the end of 1944 was no longer as serious as in 1941 and 1942 when the war just started, when bombs were almost chasing Malashenko's ass.

To put it bluntly, Malashenko was not really afraid of these Stukas whose performance had long been outdated.

Not to mention that the target of those pregnant seagulls was not himself, even if they flew towards him, the anti-aircraft firepower that Kurbarov had deployed was enough to ensure safety.

After all, there were not many of these Stukas. Malashenko roughly counted and estimated that there were only about twenty of them in total.

More than 20 tactical dive bombers were used in an air strike. What can they do in such a front-level battle? To be honest, they are nothing.

These fucking Germans are so poor and broke that they only managed to put together such a few outdated and broken planes to fool people. Even Malashenko would have to say "It's so embarrassing" when he saw it.