Chapter 2456 The Germans Are Going Crazy

Malachenko did not intend to stop there. This wave of offensive energy had not killed many Germans, but only these tasteless scorched earth and broken land were obtained. Such a result was obviously far from satisfying Malachenko, who was determined to kill a lot of Germans.

This feeling of swinging his arms and punching with all his strength but hitting nothing was really not good. Malachenko even felt that he was fooled by the Germans. In this situation, if he wanted to say what to do next, the answer was obviously obvious.

"Call the army group to provide artillery support, and our artillery will go together. Yes! It is the German's next defensive position, the depth of the core defense zone, and the artillery fire is fired here. We will take a short break and continue the attack immediately. It only takes fifteen minutes. Take advantage of this time to give those Germans a wave of artillery fire to prepare for us!"

The battle must be fought, and the attack will continue, but how to fight and how to attack, this requires a certain method.

After a fierce and fast short-term attack, the leader division did not suffer much loss and won the battle easily, but on the other hand, it was indeed because of forcibly tearing open the position and rushing in to clear the enemy, causing the originally neat offensive formation to be in disarray.

In short, Malashenko needs time to reorganize the offensive formation and configure the various arms in the synthetic mode in echelons to prepare for the next wave of attacks.

This process does not take too long and can be prepared quickly, but on the other hand, Malashenko does not want this period of time to become meaningless.

As for the significance, it goes without saying that crushing those damned fascists is the greatest significance, nothing else.

So even if it was only a short period of fifteen minutes, Malashenko still picked up the radio at hand and called for artillery preparation, covering the front position of the enemy position to be attacked and paving the way for the next action.

After hearing Malashenko's request, the political commissar who was dedicated to solving problems did not hesitate. Then he clamped the transmitter with his shoulder against his cheek, freed up his only arm and quickly recorded Malashenko's request on paper, ready to take it and solve it quickly later.

"Is that all? Do you need anything else?"

"No, even if I want those big bombers, I guess you can't call them, so let's just leave it at that."

Pah——

Putting down the radio in his hand, Malashenko climbed out of the car again through the turret hatch that opened above his head and looked around. He was thinking about going to the front to see how the troops were prepared, but he didn't expect Kurbalov to suddenly run towards him with a few of his men at this time.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

It's impossible to say that nothing happened when they hurried over here. Malashenko, who guessed intuitively, could even predict that it was probably something urgent, and Kurbalov's next words were indeed as expected.

"We caught a small fish, a major staff officer, but this bastard knows a lot."

"This bastard can't keep his mouth shut. He confessed everything he knows without being threatened. His pants were wet with urine. It doesn't look like he's lying."

"He said that the main force had withdrawn about half an hour before the artillery preparation began. They received orders from their superiors that the defense plan had been adjusted and they had to retreat urgently. Most of the Germans didn't know what was going on and followed them. As a result, he was left behind to coordinate and communicate. He was almost killed by us during the artillery preparation."

"When the troops cleaned up the battlefield and searched the forward command post, they found that there was another person who had fainted. After they found a bucket of cold water and woke up, he confessed everything."

"There's nothing strange about this, Kurbalov, but it's still valid information. At least it proves that the guess is correct."

Malachenko had long expected that the Germans might play the elastic defense trick, and the news brought by Kurbalov just confirmed it.

The reason why Malashenko did not expect the Germans to play this trick at first was that the actual control area of ​​the remaining highland peaks in the hands of the Germans was really very limited, especially compared with their huge total force, the force density was definitely more than the standard state or even far exceeded.

At this time, Malashenko thought that the Germans did not have the courage to do something flexible defense that might lose the position, but it turned out that Malashenko still underestimated the opponent's "determination to make a living". Even when they had no way to retreat and could not afford to lose, the Germans' determination to make a living remained firm.

How to say it, the Germans are the kind of people who will force you to do something even if there is no work to do, and the result is still a mess, which is worse than biting a lighter. Malashenko, who has been dealing with various Germans for many years, knows that this is their old problem.

"Nothing to say, assemble the troops, prepare the attack formation, and we will set off in thirteen minutes from now and continue the attack. Artillery preparation should be ready soon..."

Swish, swish, swish--

Boom, boom, boom--

Malachenko was halfway through his words when the overwhelming whistling sound of breaking through the air swept in, piercing the sky above his head, and instantly poured the endless rain of fire onto the top of the German's forehead, exploding into a sea of ​​​​boiling flames.

Looking at the not-too-distant army-level artillery preparation, Malashenko, who was walking with Kurbalov beside him and intending to take a quick look at the troops below, just said casually.

"Be prepared, the Germans will go crazy, and we will deal with them seriously."

Kurbalov, who was walking beside Malashenko, just smiled when he heard this. The uneven scorched earth ground under his feet made the disabled brigade commander with a wooden prosthetic foot walk a little limping. He just answered the division commander beside him quite confidently.

"It was serious from the beginning, comrade division commander. I never hid my strength to deal with the group of Germans in front of me, just as you asked, I know what to do."

The short artillery preparation came quickly and went even faster, consistent with the time when Malashenko commanded the offensive cluster of the leader division to reorganize the offensive formation.

Without any delay or waste of time, after the simple order to set off was given, a huge torrent of steel poured out from the starting position just occupied like a broken dam, and rushed straight towards the German position in front of them, which had been determined to be difficult to deal with and might even be as solid as a rock.