Chapter 2148: Destruction in Progress (Part 3)

The soldiers on the frontline positions were fighting for their lives, and in the rear command post a little further back, the field division headquarters of the 267th Infantry Division was also in dire straits. Google Search Reading

"What!? Hello? Hello? Position No. 1, Position No. 1! Report the situation, can you hear me? Damn No. 1! The telephone line is broken!"

"Send out a messenger to find out what's going on at Position No. 1! Bring back the latest battle report, go!"

"Yes!"

Colonel Malonovsky is the commander of the 267th Infantry Division. This is also the first division-level front-line field unit he has taken over since he was promoted from lieutenant colonel to colonel. He firmly believes that he can lead this newly formed infantry division to victory, win the honors that should be won and win the title of Guards. The ambitious Malonovsky has this confidence.

But at this moment, facing this unprecedentedly brutal and tough battle, Comrade Malonovsky has undergone the most severe test since he became the division commander.

The German armored group, which was almost impossible for the Guards Infantry Division to resist, was rushing to his position and launching a violent attack. This was indeed a bit too stressful for a unit that had just been upgraded from a reserve infantry division to a field infantry division.

"Comrade division commander, we have encountered artillery coverage and air strikes, and now the enemy's main armored group is rushing to the position. I must remind you that the situation we are facing is very bad, please make necessary preparations."

Before the chief of staff finished speaking, another abrupt voice suddenly sounded on the side.

"Necessary preparations? What necessary preparations? Comrade Political Commissar has already gone to the front line to fight side by side with the soldiers, and I will also set off soon, but you are here to let Comrade Division Commander shake the morale of the army, right? Don't you think it's shameful to say this?"

"Don't you dare to spit blood! Necessary preparations are tactical preparations. We must make a foolproof plan to deal with the enemy. From the moment I put on this military uniform, I have been eager to sacrifice for the motherland. You are tarnishing my honor, my oath, and everything I have done for the motherland!"

""

"Comrade Lenin, these two Sukas are here again. Don't they choose the time?"

Malonovsky, who was quite troubled, had always been troubled by a problem: personnel issues, or more precisely, personnel issues in the division headquarters.

The 267th Infantry Division was upgraded from the Reserve Infantry Division, and it was not long after the upgrade, not long after, and not many hard battles to prove itself. From this point alone, you can guess that the 267th Infantry Division will not be assigned too experienced and talented middle and senior commanders.

After all, experienced and talented middle and senior commanders are precious talents that all elite troops are vying for.

Let me give you an example that is not very pleasant to hear but very realistic. This is that the leader division will be selected first, the guard division will be selected again, and the basic field division will be selected from the remaining talents.

In the end, the only ones left for the newly upgraded field divisions like the 267th Infantry Division, which has not had time to prove itself, are those who have been selected after three rounds, uh, let's just call them talents.

For the 267th Infantry Division, the chief of staff is a pure novice who was parachuted from the General Staff Headquarters to the front line. He only knew how to draw maps and write reports in the past and had never participated in any actual front-line combat planning and command.

The deputy division commander is not much different. In name, he was promoted from the position of regiment commander, but he was only the commander of a reserve regiment. Most of the time, they were training and supplying soldiers to others. Many of the few battles they fought were against Ukrainian guerrillas. It was indeed a real battle, but it was a pure one-sided battle where the regular army bullied the miscellaneous ruffians.

Only the political commissar was relatively experienced. He was promoted from the regimental political commissar, and he was the main regiment political commissar of a front-line basic field division and had fought many tough battles. Finally, he did not let the division commander Malonovsky become a lonely man who could not support himself alone. He had a helper around him.

But there was more than one heart-wrenching thing. The deputy division commander and the chief of staff, who had no practical experience, did not like each other. On weekdays, when the political commissar was there, they would just stumble and say a few words. Now that the political commissar was gone, these two stubborn idiots were about to quarrel. This really made Malonovsky feel helpless and very angry.

"You two, please be quiet! Are you going to stop!"

"The German fascists are charging our positions, but you two are quarreling in the division headquarters over a trivial matter! What will the soldiers think if they know? What will happen if the political commissar knows? Don't you feel ashamed? Ah!? Do you still behave like division-level cadres!?"

""

After Malonovsky yelled, the two people who were arguing just now finally stopped. The authority of the division commander seemed to be quite effective.

"First, send the reserve team of that company up now to reinforce the defense of position No. 1. There must not be..."

"Comrade division commander! Comrade division commander!!!"

Before Malonovsky finished speaking, a hurried sound of footsteps and shouting from the communication trench outside the division headquarters bunker suddenly interrupted his thoughts and speech, causing him to look back involuntarily.

I saw a soldier covered in blood, who had lost one of his shoes, holding on to the earthen wall of the communication trench, gasping for breath, and was about to say something.

The two guards closest to the entrance saw this and rushed forward to support their comrade who was about to fall. However, the soldier who had just been supported obviously had something to say. He struggled to raise his head and ignored his injuries and immediately spoke to the familiar division commander.

"Captain Alexei and Captain Molopov died, Captain Isatovich was seriously injured and unconscious, and nearly half of the regiment was injured or killed. Comrade Regimental Commander is commanding the battle in the trenches. Position No. 1, Position No. 1 needs support..."

""

Some words can no longer be said. The young messenger soldier has closed his eyes forever and breathed his last. The two soldiers who supported him only then found that the sleeves of the people who supported him had been dyed red, and the unstoppable hot blood was constantly falling from the hands of the two comrades.

"I will lead the team myself, comrade division commander, I leave this to you, I promise to hold the position!"

The deputy division commander with a full Stalin-style beard was about to leave, but at this moment, the communications staff who had just received a phone call spoke first with a considerable degree of surprise.

"The leader division called, they have surrounded the enemy! They want us to hold on, the fascists attacking us will be annihilated soon!"