Chapter 2323: Ultimate Destruction (Part 1)

Chapter 2323 Ultimate Destruction (Part 1)

Malachenko tried to hand the harmonica to Iushkin, or at least turned his head to ask. Google Search Reading

But Iushkin refused, ignoring him with his eyes, as if he was turning a blind eye to everything in front of him.

"There is only one commander of the No. 177 crew. If you leave in this way, then I will only recognize you as the commander of the leader division."

Malachenko was stunned, and for some reason, his nose felt sour for a moment.

"It's not worth it"

"Don't say anymore, that's enough. We both understand what each other wants to express. Let's talk about the future later. There is no time to waste."

""

Iushkin was right. There was not much distance left to the small village marked as the target on the map. The final moment was already at hand and was about to come.

"No matter what happens, we face it together, just like usual."

""

Closed the turret hatch and returned to the vehicle when the battle was about to begin. Malashenko, who was leaning quietly on the commander's seat to sort out his emotions, sighed and said this sentence leisurely while listening to Iushkin, who was sitting in the gunner's position on the other side of the turret across a huge breech block.

"Someone, like you, said the same thing to me, let's face it together.

Iushkin stopped adjusting the sighting equipment in his hand, was stunned, and turned his head slowly and mechanically, only to see Malashenko's face finally changed with a look of disappointment.

"It's Comrade Political Commissar."

""

Iushkin wanted to say something after hearing this, but he just couldn't open his mouth, or he didn't know how to open his mouth in the right way, and it was the best way. After thinking about it, he remained silent.

"Don't think about it, everyone, Seryosha, Artyom, and Sergei. Now is not the time to think about it, it's time for us to perform on stage. This is the moment of revenge and glory we have been pursuing. No matter how it comes, you know what to do. "

There is no high-spirited pre-war declaration, no morale boosting that Malashenko is good at.

Only Malashenko's familiar firmness when he returns to his proper state.

"Start the action! "

Boom boom boom boom --

Swish swish swish swish --

Boom -- boom boom --

The sky-high flames that rose from the ground swept in like a violent storm in an instant. The dense rain of bullets that covered the sky surrounded and covered the entire village in the blink of an eye, turning it into a rolling sea of ​​fire and steel purgatory.

Two brigades belonged to self-propelled artillery battalions, one brigade belonged to Katyusha rocket artillery battalion, and one brigade belonged to Andryusha heavy rocket artillery battalion.

Malachenko did what he said and concentrated more than half of the most elite mobile artillery in the entire division to fight.

The heavy artillery battalion under the unique synthetic organization of the leader division, if taken out alone, has a devastating strike firepower far exceeding that of units of the same level, enough to cope with the high-intensity firepower needs of a conventional division.

When the four battalions opened fire together, the coverage points of the firepower projection were concentrated in the village and outside the village, including the outer warning positions, and the front battlefield When it was within a narrow area less than five kilometers wide, the aftereffects of the attack were unprecedented.

Artillery shells and rockets were constantly falling on every square meter of land, every minute and every second. The firepower that Malashenko mobilized for his lost comrades and to regain his honor was frantically destroying everything within its reach.

Steel or flesh and blood.

Everything within the target range was steaming, burning, rolling and destroying, until there was nothing left in the waves of flames, and it was completely turned into nothingness.

Before such a scene came, the German army struggling in destruction had to face an even more terrifying situation: that was the earth shaking that could only be caused by groups of heavy armored vehicles rushing in densely, which was the most terrible nightmare from the Soviet Union to Poland, and then all the way to Germany.

"Russians! Russian heavy tanks!!!"

"Stalin, all Stalin! I saw it! How could there be so many!?"

"It's too late, notify everyone to prepare for battle! Wait, what's that in the front! ? "

The crazy barrage of fire overhead was gradually weakening, but it was still not completely gone. The German commander who ran from the anti-artillery shelter to the front observation post to observe the enemy situation without caring about his personal safety and risking being taken away by a shot was surprised to find that.

In the telescope in his hand, among the group of Russian heavy tanks rushing like hell beasts, the dozen vehicles that stood out were completely unfamiliar and had never been seen before.

"What kind of monster is this? It's bigger than the IS6! No, look at those IS6! Next to it is simply a father and son, and a son in elementary school! "

No one cares why the Germans used such a strange metaphor at this time, because it was indeed the truth.

The IS6 was already huge enough, with a size that was exactly the same as the King Tiger, and had enough visual impact, but it was not as tall and mighty as the King Tiger. In front of the dozen monsters at the front of the queue, the size difference was completely like "son and father", and they were not in the same order of magnitude at all.

The huge, shocking, and terrifying speed was totally disproportionate to the size of the monster. It was like a hell beast rushing in with its bloody mouth wide open. The Germans who saw this scene could not believe that this was actually true.

"Prepare the anti-tank positions, all of them! Prepare everything that can be used! These Russians are definitely not ordinary! Hurry!"

The arrival of danger is called for, just like when it arrives, the air will be filled with the breath of destruction and death, making everyone who feels it shudder and shudder.

The Germans who had never seen such things had no idea what those monsters were, but they knew that these monsters running and roaring would definitely not come to congratulate them or play games.

"Everyone, get ready! Listen to my command!"

Those German soldiers who could still move, who were blown up and had not yet recovered, who were as soft as mud monsters with their bones pulled out, had to force themselves to be alert and take up their fighting positions even if their feet and hands were trembling. All the anti-tank weapons that could be thought of and had not been destroyed were ready.

"Aim, pay attention to visual tracking! Keep your eyes open!"

"Okay, no problem!"

"Enter the range, fire!"

Swoosh--

Swoosh--

The short flying object that spewed orange-red flames flew out like a sky-high monkey, with a long wire behind it, rushing straight to the target, as if it had eyes, and it was extremely accurate, and it seemed that the winning hand of killing the enemy with one blow was only in the blink of an eye.