Chapter 2330 Ask Yourself After the Incident

Chapter 2330 Ask yourself after the job is done

"What do we do now? Wait here? Or go to the village to help?"

Iushkin, who had just returned to the car, had just opened his mouth and had not finished speaking when a report came from the radio that Malashenko had been holding by his side. Google Search Reading

"The progress in the village is going smoothly, the front line has been opened, most of the enemy has been annihilated, and the remaining retreating enemies are being annihilated!"

The voice reporting on the other end of the radio was very familiar, it was Kurbalov.

Malashenko, who was in charge of commanding his own front line, ordered Kurbalov to command the frontal assault on the village. While entangling the enemy infantry and preventing them from making extra moves to interfere with their own front line, they also had to use the fire that broke out in the front of the village to lure out the bastards of the 502nd Battalion and lead them to an open area to use their own firepower and numerical advantages to encircle and annihilate them. This was a combat plan that had been formulated early.

Now Kurbalov reported that the battle in the village was going smoothly, and the front line along the main road of the village was about to be penetrated. This was of course expected and good news for Malashenko. He picked up the transmitter at hand, pressed the button and replied.

"I understand. You should have seen that there is an air strike outside the village. After the battle, stay in the village and don't come out. Do a good job of air defense identification, so that the comrades in the sky don't recognize the wrong person."

"Received."

After the brief radio communication ended, Malashenko, holding a cigarette in his hand, put the radio transmitter aside, and spoke with a relaxed expression and smoke in his mouth.

"Did you hear that? The village is almost done, and we don't need to help. The village is so small that if too many tanks go in, they won't be able to move freely. The vehicles on Kulbarov's side are enough."

""

Not knowing how to answer, Iushkin glanced out through the gun scope in front of him and saw that the whistling Il-10s were still frantically finishing off the remaining German tanks.

Even the Il-10s that had used up all their bombs and rockets were still using their guns to aim at the butts of the German tanks and continue to output and crack them open. It can be seen that the fate of these German tanks that were completely exposed in the open area outside the village would never be good.

Iushkin, who had his eyes off the gun scope, sat back in the gunner's position. Seeing that there was nothing to do for a while, he followed Malashenko's example, took out a lighter and cigarette from his pocket, and began to "worship God".

Click——

"Hu——"

The fire flashed and smoke swirled. Iushkin, whose face was immersed in the smoke, had some questions he wanted to clarify, and the answers could only be obtained from Malashenko.

"Tell me, where did those planes in the sky come from? Have you called for air support?"

I didn't have time to answer Iushkin's question just now because I didn't have time. Now that Malashenko is temporarily safe, he can talk about his thoughts and guesses.

"I don't know. I'm confused. You know, I've made the worst plan of going to jail after this battle. How could there be air force support that needs to be coordinated and mobilized by the front headquarters to help? If I really called this plane, we don't have to talk about whether I will go to jail or go to military court after this battle."

"Of course, from another perspective, it is possible that we are not here at all now, and it is hard to say whether we can come to kill the 502nd Battalion."

""

Malachenko denied Ivushkin's guess of "Did you call the air force?" and continued to speak.

"As for who called me, I don't know and I can't guess."

"I think maybe the front headquarters knows about our actions? It's important to win the battle first, and then talk about dismissing me?"

"Ha, maybe, I can't say for sure. But I think the answer will be revealed soon, and we will know after the battle."

""

Iushkin listened to all of Malashenko's stories without saying a word, but different from Malashenko's thoughts, Iushkin actually had another possible guess in his mind, but he didn't know whether he should tell Malashenko now.

It wasn't just a matter of thinking and hesitating for a long time, maybe nearly a minute.

In short, when Iushkin finally decided to tell Malashenko about his guesses and thoughts, coincidentally, the radio that had been left by Malashenko's hand suddenly had a voice again.

"Malachenko, don't just stand there! Look who's coming behind you! Get ready for a good show!"

""

"What!?"

This time, not only Ivushkin, but even Malachenko himself was confused without any warning, and immediately grabbed the radio transmitter after reacting.

"Lavrinenko!? What's going on? Aren't you at the division headquarters? How did you contact me now?"

"Of course not. If I were you, I would stick my head out of the turret and look back. You are watching the fireworks show now, right?"

""

Malachenko, holding the radio transmitter, was speechless and surprised.

"How did this kid know?"

Malachenko, who hadn't figured out what was going on, was suddenly stunned and understood something in an instant. He held the radio transmitter in his hand and straightened his 1.95 meter tall body, and directly stuck half of his head out of the car with the turret open and looked back.

"Damn, it's really here!"

On the boundless plain behind the No. 177 is7 command vehicle, a huge number of steel tanks visible to the naked eye are galloping all the way, raising a large amount of dust behind them in the air. The sandstorm that rises from the ground is simply as spectacular as it can be.

Whether it is this momentum or this familiar feeling, or the barely visible vehicle configuration and equipment composition, Malashenko, who witnessed this scene, can be sure of one thing.

This powerful heavy armored force is his own unit, the first synthetic close tank division named after the leader, and the main force that he ordered to stay behind to "fool the leader".

And Lavrinenko, who was shouting at him on the radio, was definitely leading this unit to rush all the way towards him at this moment. He was the most suitable one among those who stayed behind in the division headquarters.

"What happened? First it was air support, and then you brought people here. How come this is completely different from what was agreed?"

Malachenko's mind was completely confused and he had no idea what was going on. Everything that was happening in front of him was not in line with his plan.

However, Lavrinenko did not answer Malachenko's question on the spot. He only smiled and said the last words on the radio.

"When you are done, go ask the political commissar yourself. It will be more useful than asking me. Now it's time to work. It's time to send these fascists on their way!"