Chapter 2153: You Broke My Kidneys

"Mortar! Russian mortar, lie down!!!"

The mortar shells coming from the front exploded with a unique low whistling sound. Those experienced German veterans who had been bombed more than once and survived knew that there was only one type of Soviet mortar that could make this unique and long-lasting whistling sound: the 120mm heavy mortar that would definitely cause trouble once it was targeted.

"Continue bombing! Use all the shells and organize a counterattack immediately! The comrades of the Leader Division are about to crush the Germans. We can't let them fight alone. Cooperate with the action plan of the Leader Division to take back the position and drive the Germans out of the position! Now is the perfect time!"

Although the 267th Infantry Division is poor and not a "pro-son" unit, it still has some basic decent firepower. For example, the 120mm heavy mortar, which is the standard regimental support firepower of the Soviet infantry regiment, is not so poor that it doesn't even have this thing.

The charge of the grenade fired by this heavy mortar is at the same level as the high-explosive grenade of the 122 tank gun, which means that it will never feel good to be bombarded by this thing on the top of your head, at least for the infantry.

The remaining shells, which were almost exhausted after being severely damaged in the continuous fierce battles, were required to be fired. In the eyes of Colonel Malonovsky, now is the last chance to win. If these few remaining shells are not used now, when will they be used?

Being blown to pieces and corpses flying by 122mm tank grenades from time to time is already miserable enough, but the German infantry is "doubled" in their hard work. Now they have to endure the heavy bombardment from 120mm heavy mortars. The more they fight against the Soviets, the more they can feel what it means to be "blown up".

Those German infantrymen who are still alive in the artillery fire can no longer count how many rounds of artillery bombardment they have endured since they woke up today. In short, they are numb from the bombing.

"Comrades, hold the steel guns tightly! For Stalin, for the motherland! Attack! Ura!!!"

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has risen. The tragic nightmare will always come one after another when you are the most unlucky.

The whistling mortar shells had not even completely stopped. The German infantrymen hiding in the trenches heard a sound even more terrifying than the shelling from the distant battleground they had just lost amid the whistling and exploding shells. It was the hellish sound of the Russian infantrymen who were going to fight you for real and risk their lives to win the final decisive game.

"Shoot, shoot, shoot! The Russians are crazy, shoot them down!"

U-Ra--

As soon as the German infantrymen who survived the shelling, they saw a sea of ​​Russian infantrymen rushing towards them with all kinds of weapons and shouting terrifying slogans.

Then, with the remaining power of the shelling covering them, they risked accidentally injuring their own people.

The last distance of the German infantry's engagement after they were freed from the suppression of artillery fire, which was also the distance of the Red Army's charge, was still suppressed to less than 200 meters. The distance that could best play the advantage of the MG42's hand length had been directly skipped.

The Red Army soldiers who built their own positions and dug their own trenches, and who were far more familiar with the entire fortifications than the Germans, were not just busy shouting slogans and desperately "Long Live the Pig Charge", but jumped into the bunkers and trenches as soon as the Germans began to fire and block, ending the rapid charge and starting the all-pervasive close combat of the net-pulling sweeping style.

"The communication trenches are full of Russians, they are coming! Stop them quickly, everyone hold your trenches!"

The advantage of the German machine guns that were shouting and shouting was offset by more than half. You still have bullets in your hands, and the machine guns can still be fired, but you just can't find a target with more people and can't fire efficiently. You can only see the Russians who are as low as mobile graves running around in the trenches with their bodies lowered.

A short burst of bullets might kill one or two, but the remaining Russians will immediately lower their bodies and leave you no chance to attack.

It is indeed stupid to defend against the enemy's counterattack that has already entered the enemy's position. The enemy who knows the structure and advantages and disadvantages of this position better than you will effectively use everything they can to attack you, especially under the premise that the Germans do not have any advantages in manpower and firepower, which is even more stupid.

"Comrade Division Commander, the 267th Infantry Division is launching a counterattack. It seems that they are planning to retake the position! The remaining infantry of the Germans on the position can no longer bear it!"

"Very good, I can see it! All heavy tank crews continue to maintain fire suppression and concentrate fire on any armored vehicles of the enemy! Medium tanks cover infantry fighting vehicles from both wings to go around and pick off the kidneys of those fascist infantry for me!"

Everyone has two kidneys, one on each side of the lower abdomen.

Malashenko's meaning was very simple, that is, the medium tanks would cover the infantry fighting vehicles and then split up again, using the advantage of high-speed mobility to quickly kill the left and right wings of the German infantry positions.

When the German infantry line was attacked by the 267th Infantry Division, it was like a knife on each side of his waist. The medium tanks and infantry fighting vehicles provided direct firepower to cover the mechanized infantry who got off the vehicles, and at the same time attacked the left and right wings of the German infantry line.

As for the remaining German tanks and tank destroyers that refused to surrender, Malashenko, who had killed these bastards to a number far less than his own heavy tanks, was not worried. He just mobilized all the heavy tanks to continue to focus fire.

Bombard the remaining German tanks to the point that they had no energy to deal with the interspersed columns on the flanks. He couldn't even deal with the most threatening heavy tank cluster in front of him. What else could he do? The truth is that even a clay Buddha can't save himself when crossing the river.

The advantages of complete mechanization, multi-service synthesis, and diversified technical equipment have magnified the tactical flexibility of the leader division almost geometrically to an astonishing degree, and the brain circuits and reaction speed of the dizzy German army have completely failed to keep up with the changes.

"Go, get off the car! Quick, quick, quick! Beat those fascists to death!"

"Left wing, right wing, my God, there are Russians everywhere! They are like suddenly emerging from the soil! We are all finished!"

Once the infantry is finished, it is unnecessary for the armored troops to continue to resist stubbornly. They will die anyway, and it is nothing more than a matter of whether they can refresh the time record of the fastest burp legend.

Of course, this also means that the battle commanded by Malashenko, through the synthesis of multiple services and multiple technical equipment, high-speed interspersed and detoured in front of the position, successfully devoured the enemy's entire first wave of attacking forces.

It took only 28 minutes and 32 seconds for the last German armored soldier to get out of the car and raise his hands in surrender, which marked the end of the incident as expected.