Chapter 2411 Start Bombing and Destroy Them!

Just catching these German fish through simple positional defense is not enough in Malashenko's view.

What Malashenko really wants is to maximize the damage to the Germans, regardless of personnel or technical equipment. In short, he must do everything possible to use any means that can kill the Germans, so that the Germans can The goal is achieved when the number of corpses and debris forced to remain is maximized.

To this end, Malashenko not only carefully prepared such a sumptuous meal in front of the position, but also used all the self-propelled artillery and TOS-1 that have been transported to the high ground and deployed in shooting positions. Just give the command at the right time and you can blast those damn fascist bastards back into their mothers' wombs.

"I said, should we chase them out? If this continues, these Germans will soon run out of our effective shooting range. I mean the direct-aiming effective shooting range."

Iushkin, who was watching the Germans smearing their soles with oil and running very fast, was a little anxious. He couldn't wait for Malashenko to give the order to pursue him, but he didn't expect to be directly beaten by Malashenko without even thinking about it. The ground refused.

"There is no need. Our formation is based on a defensive posture. It is too risky to rush out without switching to an attacking formation. Besides,"

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his words and stretched out his hand to adjust the radio channel next to him to prepare for another order, and the words that followed immediately blurted out.

"Do you really think that those German guys have no back-up plan, so they just let us catch the fish and then take the bait and rush out? Don't think too stupid of the enemy."

Malashenko has always felt that those who are accustomed to treating their enemies as fools are probably not very smart themselves.

Malashenko has never regarded the German guy opposite him as a fool. It was like this in 1941, and it is still like this in 45 years. It has not changed from the beginning to the end.

Similarly, Malashenko also firmly believed that the German guy on the opposite side had a high probability of knowing his plan, or at least guessing part of it, and yet he was so hasty that he put together a team that looked very patchwork. The troops with the flavor of time came to attack their own positions.

This is enough to prove that the Germans can judge how critical the situation is and how anxious they are. In addition, it is also enough to prove that these Germans at least have some foundation.

Rather than taking out the last of his troops and gambling with all his strength, Malashenko felt that this style of sending troops to conduct tactical attempts when he had a solid foundation was more suitable for the Germans.

What? You ask the former?

The former is Showa style, not German style.

It's that simple.

War itself is a gamble like a wonderful game. Every party participating in the war is a gambler sitting on this gambling table. Analyzing and judging the enemy's strategies and tactics is like guessing the suit and number of the opponent's trump card. ˜”*°•.˜˜.•°*”˜

Malashenko chose the tactical strategy of maximizing returns in the safest possible situation and executed it. The reason for doing this is because the leader division really cannot afford to lose in the battle at Zero Highlands.

The losses were too great to be able to fight the subsequent Battle of Berlin, but we had to win it as soon as possible without being too ink, otherwise we would not be able to explain it to Comrade Lao Zhu.

Between "controlling losses" and "winning as quickly as possible", we must find the most appropriate balance point to implement. Going too far either way will not work. The diode theory does not apply here.

Leaning too far to either side may lead to situations and results that are not what you want. Malashenko, who is well aware of this, feels like he is playing a tightrope game and cannot make any mistakes.

"Let me see what kind of trump cards you bastards are hiding, so that you can organize a quick counterattack with such confidence to kill people."

The retreat of the German troops, who were shrouded in fierce firepower like a gust of wind and rain, did not go smoothly at all, and even reached the point where the further they retreated, the greater the losses.

It didn't take long for the German troops who desperately retreated to find in despair that they were getting further and further away from the positions occupied by the Russians, although they could indeed avoid most direct fire from small arms. But what is frightening is that the Russians' heavy firepower bombardment has begun to become more and more unscrupulous, and they are less and less concerned about the possibility of accidentally hitting friendly forces due to being too close, especially the artillery fire from the curved trajectories.

Woo——

Boom——

A 152mm righteous artillery shell fired from nowhere, landed directly next to several German infantrymen and exploded with a bang. The huge explosion was accompanied by an orange-red ball of fire and flames, which instantly rose with terrifying momentum.

Several German infantrymen who had no time to dodge were immediately hit. Those closest to the explosion center were without exception instantly swept into the violent flames of the storm and disappeared completely without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The two unlucky guys who were a little further away from the explosion center were quite "lucky". At least they didn't die without leaving any traces. They could leave some evidence that they had lived in this world.

The fragmented and bloody limbs were blown backwards like rag dolls. The completely fragmented human tissue was completely unable to tell which part of the human body it was. The splashing and splashing in the distance by the passive energy impact did not count. On the German vehicles in the distance, the graffiti was as eye-catching as a hip-hop street prank, but it was also exceptionally hideous and scarlet.

"Keep running! Don't stop! We're almost there!"

The strong desire to survive drove these German soldiers, who were shrouded in the shadow of death, to flee constantly. Even though heavy artillery shells whizzed past them one after another and kept falling and exploding around them, they still couldn't stop their fleeing steps at all.

The Russian steel monsters on the positions behind them did not catch up, but just kept firing from their original shooting positions, using heavy machine guns and tank guns with a long enough range to shoot directly, constantly killing and wounding the fleeing Germans.

But this was good enough news for the fleeing Germans. At this moment, there was probably nothing else that could make people more excited and speed up their escape than "The Russians didn't catch up, this is great!"

Even though they did not see the enemy's pursuit troops directly, the German army in the depth of the defense line still sent a certain number of support troops to come to reinforce. They stood still within the fire support range of their own defense line. It can be seen that the orders they received were limited to supporting their own fleeing troops and preventing the Soviet army's possible pursuit, that's all.

But this is exactly what Malashenko wanted.

Seeing the German fleeing troops and the support troops meet in front of the defense line, the density of troops has reached the maximum level within the foreseeable situation. Malashenko, who had been waiting for this moment, finally raised the transmitter tightly in his hand, pressed the call button, and blurted out the order filled with the breath of destruction and death.

"TOS-1 start bombing, destroy them!"

Brothers, the community has a power outage again. I used the remaining power of the laptop to code a chapter in a sweat. It's already hot as a dog. The remaining power is not enough to code the second chapter. I can only owe it first. If there is no power outage tomorrow, I will make up for it.