Chapter 2958 Send Everything that Can Fly over Berlin

Chapter 2958 Send everything that can fly over Berlin!

The red flag was planted on the top of the Reichstag, and the vicious Nazi demons had paid their debts with blood and were beheaded.

But the war was far from over.

At the foot of the Reichstag, where the victory flag was flying, and on the King's Square, the SS elites who were unwilling to fail were still trying to use their lives to create an impossible miracle, trying to drive the Red Army, which had already planted the red flag on the roof of the Reichstag, out of the King's Square.

Perhaps even these crazy SS elites knew that the battle in front of them was the last chance. If they didn't seize this last opportunity to try to fight, they would probably not have such a chance again before committing suicide or walking into the Russian prisoner-of-war camp.

As the Nazis suffered huge casualties and launched continuous waves of attacks, Malashenko, who was watching the battlefield from the command position in the car, looked at the scene in front of him, which was like a sea of ​​blood and corpses and countless burning debris. He naturally understood what the Nazis meant by such crazy behavior.

"Heavy Hammer No. 1 calling the forge, please answer if you hear me!"

Malashenko used many different "call signs", and the names were basically given by the division commander himself.

The call to the division headquarters was quickly responded to, and the familiar voice coming from the other end of the radio was Comrade Political Commissar. ₆₉ₛₕᵤₓ.cₒₘ

"The forge can hear you, please speak."

"Call for air support! Fighters, attack planes, bombers, any planes will do! Anything that can drop bullets, shells, and bombs on the heads of the Nazis and still fly will do!"

"The Nazis on King's Square are going crazy! They are everywhere like a flood that has washed away a rat's nest! Hurry up and call everything that can fly over Berlin, quickly!"

Due to the limited combat area and environmental restrictions, the leader division with powerful direct-fire and indirect-fire artillery units is not so able to display them.

King's Square is so small that tanks, self-propelled artillery, rocket assault tanks, and basically all the equipment that can be driven up have been driven up, and all kinds of direct-fire and indirect-fire firepower are aimed at the Nazis and bombed to death.

But even so, the Nazis' wave after wave of attacks did not stop.

Malashenko knew the weaknesses of his troops and equipment. The Soviet-made large-caliber artillery combat vehicles, which are known for their huge caliber and super destructive power, are absolutely unquestionable in terms of power, but their combat endurance is really a big shortcoming.

A 122-gun heavy tank has only 30 rounds of shells in total, and even then, the number of spare shells of different types must be allocated according to the ratio of armor-piercing shells and grenades. As the main combat shell, there are only about 20 grenades in total.

At present, such high-intensity close combat is not counted. Even if the combat firing rate is 2 rounds per minute, it means that most IS6s will run out of ammunition after 20 minutes of high-intensity combat. At that time, the main gun will really become a useless decoration, and the 50-ton big guy will turn into a "machine gun carrier".

What do you ask about IS7?

Sorry, because the naval shells are larger in size, resulting in less ammunition, and the IS7 has a faster firing rate after using a semi-automatic loader. In terms of firepower sustainability, it is not as good as the IS6. It is possible that it will have to stop before the IS6 runs out of ammunition.

Once the tank's main gun ammunition is exhausted, and these crazy Nazis have no intention of retreating.

Malashenko can almost guess what will happen at that time.

That will be a scene where the Red Army loses a large part of its firepower advantage, and the Nazi lunatics who have been bullied will take the opportunity to rush up to fight for their lives and close combat. It is even possible that these Nazis who are addicted to sending heads will break through the defense line at the foot of the Capitol and rush back to the building to fight for the building.

Malashenko does not think that the game of "the Red Army defends the Capitol and the Nazi lunatics come to attack" is fun, and he does not want to see such a scene.

Therefore, before the situation develops to that point, Malashenko must do something to prevent the battlefield situation from further deteriorating in the direction he does not want to see, and "send everything that can fly over Berlin" is the final answer.

Although this request sounds "outrageous to the mother - outrageous to the extreme", it is precisely because of this that the political commissar can more deeply understand how urgent the situation on Malashenko's side is.

The aviation support mission at the theater level is not the authority and jurisdiction of the front-line division-level agency. At the very least, it must be at the army headquarters level to be qualified to adjust the scheduling of aviation missions. The only thing the political commissar can do now is to quickly report Malashenko's request.

Soon, not only the army headquarters, but also the top command agency of the Berlin theater-the First Belarusian Front Command received an extremely outrageous message.

"Did he really say that?"

"Yes, Comrade Marshal. Malashenko asked for everything that could fly over Berlin to be sent to support him. He told this to the political commissar of their division, and the political commissar told me this on the phone. I am telling you this now, so what should we do?"

""

Zhukov, holding the receiver, frowned slightly and looked unhappy. The news of the successful flag-raising at the Capitol had just come in less than five minutes, and the Nazis were unwilling to fail and continued to "make a big move". The bad news came so suddenly, and Comrade Zhukov was very unhappy that the enemy "deliberately picked faults and ruined a good thing".

And the power in his hands meant that once he was unhappy, it would not be as simple as "killing one or two hundred Nazis".

While holding the microphone and staring at the war zone map on the table in front of him, Zhukov, who was thinking quickly in his mind to make a feasible plan, soon spoke calmly, and his unfriendly tone was filled with strong murderous intent.

"The bombers can't get that close. The Capitol is too close to the other two air defense towers. Any medium or high altitude target will become a live target and be attacked from both ends."

"But you can send the tactical squadron to him, and let all the tactical squadrons without major missions approach, enter the Z zone airspace from low altitude to provide close ground support to King's Square. Send all the fighters and attack planes over. If the number is not enough, take off urgently from the front-line airport and rush over as quickly as possible! Immediately!"

"Also, tell Malashenko for me that I will give him whatever he wants! But one thing must be done, the Capitol must never change hands again!"

"Since the victory flag has been raised, it must never be torn down! Even if the Leader Division is a nail, a stone or a reef, it must be nailed to the King's Square under the Nazi attack!"