Chapter 2478 The King of Firepower

The short rest time was not enough for the exhausted German troops to regroup. Some of them were left with only an empty shell that could barely move after the battle. Apart from that, they had nothing else, as if their souls had been taken away by the Red Army's cannons.

So when the roar of the engine from the sky sounded continuously in their ears, many of them did not even realize that the crisis was coming and the disaster was imminent. They even ran away quickly and were visibly slow.

"Air raid! Russian planes, air raid!"

"Hide, hide quickly!!!"

When these slow-moving fools finally came to their senses under the shouting of their companions and planned to put some meaningful actions into action, it was already too late.

Woo-woo--

Those Figure 2 bombers that dived straight down from the sky to improve the accuracy of bombing came with the roar of death. The wing roots and the belly bomb bays carry a total of four 500 kg unguided iron bombs, which are the invitations to hell from the god of death.

Of course, these bomber pilots who came prepared after receiving combat missions at the front-line field airports would not drop these precious four heavy bombs on the foreheads of the German infantry running around. Such a waste is meaningless at the moment. The goal of this trip and this battle is only one: to destroy the German fortifications.

The two-legged German infantry can run as fast as they can when the crisis comes, but those German fixed fortifications without any mobility cannot.

These black iron bombs fell straight down from the low altitude to the top of the lid with extraordinary precision. They don’t know what mercy is, and are even more fierce and merciless. It only takes a few seconds to hit the target in a low-altitude dive posture at a distance of only a few hundred meters.

Boom——

Boom——

One after another, huge explosions sounded in succession on the ruined German positions. Those military-standard concrete permanent defenses that were strong enough to withstand the frontal bombardment of 122 and 130 grenades were like paper in front of such palm techniques that fell from the sky, and could not play any defensive role at all.

The defense strength that could withstand a 132mm Katyusha rocket directly hitting the forehead was like non-existent in front of a 500kg bomb.

The huge explosion, along with the waves and shrapnel that were raised, could not only smash the concrete cover, but also the bulletproof steel plate sandwich inserted in it, and it could also be smashed and blown through on the spot. After breaking the innermost and last layer of concrete, only complete destruction was left.

Countless cement slag and steel bar fragments flew around in the gushing of high-temperature air waves, and in a flash they were scattered everywhere and all over the surroundings.

The German soldiers who were still there a second ago have disappeared. In the huge explosion that shook the earth, they did not even leave a trace of struggle, and they completely turned into nothingness on the land where they once fought.

But if you think that only the German soldiers who defended the fortifications were unlucky, you are completely wrong.

Those German infantrymen who fled around the fortifications and occasionally passed by could not escape the disaster either. The huge explosive power of the 500-kilogram bomb far exceeded the firepower of any land weapon. Even the power of Malashenko's most proud "land bomber" TOS-1 rocket assault tank could not be compared with it, and it could only be regarded as a younger brother.

This huge collateral damage took the lives of all the German soldiers in the surrounding killing radius. They were killed by shrapnel, killed by explosions, blown away by shock waves, hit their heads on the ground and died with their brains bursting, and even some were directly hit by large pieces of concrete fragments coming from the front, with peach blossoms on their faces and corpses on the spot.

There were all kinds of strange ways of death, and the German bodies were everywhere, with all parts intact or torn into pieces.

This large-scale single air raid with a whole regiment was absolutely commendable, especially the 500-kilogram bombs specially brought to target those solid and permanent fortifications, which were the main course of the whole air raid.

Every time one of these things fell, it would cause a chain reaction of earthquakes. With such power, no soft target could escape the terrifying killing radius. At this moment, there was only destruction, continuous destruction, and continuous destruction on the German positions, which was repeated again and again.

Malashenko, who stood half of his body outside the turret, could see all this clearly. The scene of the rolling heat waves in the telescope was exactly what he expected and hoped to see.

"The air force is almost done. Tell the people below to start. Add more spice to the Germans!"

"Yes!"

The messenger who received the task immediately took the order and delivered the message. Malashenko looked at the watch on his hand and narrowed his eyes. The second wave of destruction at the agreed time will come in the next minute. This will be the last funeral knell before the fascist scum on the opposite side embarks on the journey to hell.

"Let's start"

Boom boom boom boom——

Swish swish swish——

Zhukov is really generous and arrogant.

In order to help Malashenko with the greatest possible help, the leader division can let go of this hell battle whose cruelty and bloodiness will surely go down in history.

Zhukov not only brought another wave of precious air support for Malashenko, but also pulled the most elite of his several guards artillery divisions directly to the Zelo Highlands and deployed them, together with Chuikov's army-affiliated field artillery group, to launch a hellish artillery bombardment with intensive firepower at least double the amount of firepower prepared for the previous wave.

The large-caliber grenade shells that swept in from the sky were just like rain, no different. The artillery barrage with 122 starting, 152 unlimited, and 203 open mouth bombardment was no less powerful than the previous air strike. The lack of power of a single projectile was compensated by absolute quantity.

A German fortification that had been hit by two 122mm grenades and one 152mm grenade had been blown to pieces, and most of its top had been completely cut off and was almost collapsed. A 203mm high-explosive grenade with a larger caliber that came from nowhere fell straight down, and with a thunderous explosion that was more powerful than the previous three shells combined, it directly turned the fortification into a pile of construction waste and crushed it into powder.

Before this brief purgatory-like artillery bombardment was completely declared over, the steel behemoths of the Red Army that were crawling on the starting positions had left their respective starting positions, and shot out like arrows from a bow, rushing straight towards the enemy not far away.

As Malashenko said, this will definitely be a decisive battle, and all the stories on this bloody high ground will end here.