Chapter 3042: Ten Deaths and No Survival

Since firearms and explosives were introduced into human warfare, how to prevent war horses from being frightened is actually a very profound course.

Although gunpowder blew the knight class to pieces, it does not mean that war horses have completely withdrawn from the war stage.

It can only be said that war horses have changed from the main combat missions on the front battlefield in the past to taking on auxiliary functions of war such as reconnaissance, transportation, letter delivery, and messenger. It is still a long way from completely withdrawing from the battlefield.

You should know that before mechanization, there is mule-horse transformation. The human army did not directly leap from two legs to mechanization in one step.

The troops that do not have mechanization have to complete mule-horse transformation first. You can't eat a fat man in one breath.

It is precisely because war horses are so important in all aspects of World War II that the major military powers in the world, except for the US military that took the lead in completing the mechanization of the entire army, basically attach great importance to how to better train war horses.

It is not acceptable for war horses to be frightened and run away when they are frightened by the sound of artillery explosions. The most common way to train war horses in this ability is to take them to various training grounds to listen to the sound of gunfire and explosions.

But as Alsim said.

How powerful are the explosives on the training ground? How much noise can they make?

Let’s not talk about the Red Army, let’s just talk about the Japanese devils.

You Japanese devils are so shabby that you want to smell it even after scratching your butt, afraid of wasting the smell.

Even basic rifle bullets require accurate shooting and try to kill an enemy with one bullet. It is more realistic to expect that the Japanese emperor will commit suicide tomorrow than to expect that the training ground will be willing to use large-caliber artillery shells and large-yield explosives to train war horses.

Even if it is said that the grenades and explosive packs used on the training ground are almost the same.

War horses are not the main combat units, why waste so much precious ammunition in the eyes of the Japanese army?

The reason makes sense. There is no problem in bullying opponents who lack heavy firepower.

But that was before they met the Red Army. Everything was different after they met the Red Army.

The Soviet Red Army, which has the most powerful field artillery cluster in the world, can be described in one word - bombing.

The last opponent who was bombed to the point of doubting his life has now gone to the grave physically and his spirit is annihilated in the dust. He has gone to hell to report to the German Emperor for work.

The same treatment has now fallen on the Japanese, and the one and only existence in the Red Army is the leader army.

Malashenko, who did not care about the waste of ammunition and had super saturated firepower, concentrated all 300 army and division heavy artillery on the top of the forehead of a mere regiment of the Japanese army.

Such a battle was unbearable for even the crazy Japanese invaders who were obsessed with militarism. They were bombed to pieces and torn apart.

The war horses that had experienced this scene could not bear it even more. Even if they survived the destructive bombardment just now, they were still frightened and suffered from severe PTSD.

Horses are psychic and very smart animals. They can keep their memories for a long time, not just in less than an hour.

So when the horrific explosion that killed countless of their kind sounded again at a very close distance.

The surviving war horses that instantly recalled the horrific scene went crazy on the spot. No matter how hard the Japanese cavalry on their backs tried, they could not control themselves. They ran around in the crowd and caused a considerable number of casualties.

Adding to the chaos of the Japanese army, which was already in a panic and caught off guard, it helped the Red Army that was coming to kill them, and successfully delayed the speed of the Japanese army's reaction.

Seeing that the opportunity was great, Alsim was about to give an order, but he saw the car commander leaning out of the open hatch and directly handed the long-wired transmitter in his hand to him.

"Comrade Division Commander is looking for you. He wants you to answer the radio!"

"What?"

At this moment, Kurbalov was leading the main force in a slightly backward position, behind the T43A medium tank cluster in the vanguard.

It is reasonable for medium tanks to be responsible for firepower reconnaissance and finding out the enemy situation in the front, and then guide heavy tanks to attack the enemy's weaknesses, but Alsim did not expect that the division commander would find him at this time.

"Hello, it's me! Report from the wolf leader."

Battlefield communication is not so cumbersome. Alsim, who took the transmitter, reported his radio call sign as soon as he opened his mouth. He only heard Kurbalov, who spoke in a rough voice on the other side, giving orders directly.

"Your first task is to entangle the enemy, not to annihilate it immediately! No matter what, the enemy must not escape back to the county. This is the latest order from the superiors! I will lead the team to cut off the enemy's retreat. Don't let the enemy run away before that!"

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Hearing this, Alsim was stunned holding the transmitter.

There was only one unit that Kulbarov could call his superior, so it was unnecessary to say who the order came from.

Realizing what he should do, Alsim immediately responded.

"Understood, I will complete the mission! Alsim is done."

At this moment, Alsim had a tank company and a mechanized infantry company, as well as a combat engineer company under his command hanging outside the tank. It was barely a battalion of troops, but it lacked indirect fire support.

The Japanese army in front of him was a regiment on the surface, but after being bombarded by more than 300 heavy artillery for more than an hour, how many remnants of the defeated soldiers could be left was a question mark.

It was hard to say whether the enemy could be annihilated immediately and quickly, but it was still a sure thing to entangle the enemy and prevent them from running away.

The enemy's position has been confirmed through forward reconnaissance. Kurbalov, who was able to adapt to the situation, immediately began to command the IS7 guard company and the remaining T43A soldiers to split into two groups, and began to encircle and detour with the accompanying mechanized infantry.

This process does not take too long. The main force of the highly mechanized and fully tracked march can quickly complete the detour and cut off the Japanese army.

Generally speaking, there are two ways to prevent the enemy from encircling and cutting off your own rear.

Either run away at a faster speed than the enemy's encirclement, and jump out of the enemy's encirclement before the rear is cut off.

Or concentrate troops to attack one of the enemy's routes, intercept at least one of the encircling and detour enemy troops, and annihilate or repel them halfway, so that the encirclement will naturally fall without attack.

But these two methods are equivalent to foolish dreams for the Japanese army at the moment.

Run?

Not to mention whether they can outrun, how can they run immediately when they haven't finished dealing with these crazy horses? By the time you finish cleaning up, I'm afraid the Russians' tracks will run over your face.

Fight?

What the hell! The Russians who are attacking at high speed don't even have a car, they are all iron-shelled turtles carrying guns.

The Japanese army is now on the road of retreat, with no defensive positions and no friendly reinforcements. It is not certain that they can defend, and there is even a high probability that they can't win. If they rush towards the Russians, they will only seek death and die faster.

So this has led to a very embarrassing situation.

Whether it is a Japanese soldier, a sergeant, a lieutenant, or even the paralyzed Morishima Kuroneji.

All the Japanese can clearly see that on the vast plain in front of them, in addition to the group of Russian iron turtles who are attacking at high speed and firing while rushing. There are also two teams of Russian steel torrents that are detouring and advancing in both directions. At present, they have taken the left and right sides and headed straight for their own retreat.

This is not a conspiracy by the Russians, this is a naked conspiracy.

I just outflanked you right in front of you, so what? If you don't agree, come and try to intercept me, and see if it's faster to sit and wait for death or to hit a stone with an egg.

Seeing this, Morishima Kurone was shocked and terrified, and was even more angry because the Russians didn't take him seriously and outflanked him right in front of him.

But what can he do? What else can he do except being incompetent and furious? Doing something quickly is a hundred times better than yelling and cursing.

"Fight! Fight immediately! Order the 1st and 3rd Infantry Battalions to defend on the spot, and the tank battalion to cover the infantry and provide artillery support!"

"Take down all the 92 infantry guns that can still be used and deploy them, and fire horizontally on the spot! We must block the Russians' frontal attack!"

When Morishima Kurone, who was paralyzed in the upper half of the car, gave such an order, the 101st Regiment Commander and the adjutant standing by the car were dumbfounded, and hurriedly exhorted immediately blurted out.

"Your Excellency, the commander of the brigade! You absolutely cannot do that! The Russians are strong, so let your subordinates protect you and break out quickly. There is still a chance before the Russian encirclement is formed! We can definitely do it with tanks!"

"Yes, sir, we still have the 102nd Regiment on the way back to the front line. As long as we retreat to the county and hold on, there is still a lot of room for improvement! It is too dangerous to stay here, so please rush out first!"

The commander of the 101st Regiment and the adjutant sang in unison and spoke out in unison, but they didn't expect that what they got in return was Morishima Hene's miserable smile that was uglier than crying.

"Fujita-kun, let me ask you, how many tanks do you have?"

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Hearing the brigade commander's question, the commander of the 101st Regiment, who was embarrassed and blushing, could only reply with a strong sense of shame.

"Reporting to the brigade commander, there are only 9 left."

"Only 9 left? That was a fully equipped tank brigade, but after the Russians bombarded it, there are only 9 left now."

Morishima Kuroneji said it lightly, calling it "just a bombardment", but he never mentioned the things that fell from the sky, and there was nothing with a caliber lower than 132 mm.

"So the answer is obvious, Fujita-kun, Yamashita-kun. We have no choice but to fight to the death here. The Russians have more than ten times more tanks than us, and we can't get out with just 9 tanks."

After saying that, Morishima Kuroneji looked at the distant horizon with regret, which was the direction of Tokyo in his memory, and then he spoke quietly with melancholy and sadness.

"It's just that we can't see the cherry blossoms in my hometown bloom again, everyone! Let's hold the ambition of serving the country for seven lifetimes and fight hard together!"

"Hey! Serve the country for seven lifetimes, fight hard!"

The vanguard of Alsim, which is charging at full speed, is about to engage in a firefight with the Japanese army. These defeated Japanese soldiers are determined to fight to the end when they see that they will die.

At the same time, on the north bank of the Ussuri River, which is not far away, in the army-level front-line command of the leader army.

Malashenko, standing in front of the war zone map, is standing and staring. His thoughts have flown to the battlefield with his eyes, looking directly at the battlefield coordinates marked by red circles on the map.

"Report to Comrade Commander, Division Commander Kulbarov sent a relay message saying that his troops are encircling the enemy's fleeing remnants and will definitely annihilate them in the suburbs outside the county town to complete the mission."

"Got it."

After listening to the report from the communicator, Malashenko picked up the pen and drew the last red line on the map, and personally put the mark representing the fleeing Japanese army into the red circle.

The comrade who came quietly to the side of the political commissar saw this scene, and then spoke quietly into Malashenko's ears.

"It seems that you are determined to intercept this group of enemies and are determined not to let them escape into the city."

Hearing the words of the comrade, Malashenko, who did not hide his true thoughts, spoke immediately.

"I know the nature of these Japanese devils too well. Once they escape into the county, let alone the difficulty of the siege itself, these crazy humanoid scum will inevitably use innocent civilians as human shields."

"The people living on this land have suffered enough. The Red Army is here to help them, not to add more innocent casualties. Whenever possible, I will try my best to avoid collateral damage and never let these scum escape into the county!"

Even for the civilians in Berlin, Malashenko did not kill them indiscriminately.

The political commissar, who has been with Malashenko for a long time, has witnessed all this as a bystander and mentor, and is even more pleased with Malashenko's persistence.

"You have never forgotten the nature of the Red Army, Malashenko. It is the common ideal of breaking the shackles of oppression and exploitation for countless suffering people that has brought us together under the same red flag and fought side by side."

"As the military commander, you can always implement it in the battle. It allows our soldiers to persist in their beliefs and ideals after one battle after another, and thus become stronger."

Malashenko walked out of the command post with the political commissar, holding a telescope and looking at the distant horizon, and couldn't help but smile and speak.

"It's time to prepare. The forward command post will move forward to the county town. This will be the first city we liberate from the Japanese invaders on the first day of the war, and this is just the beginning."

Swoosh--

Boom--

Before moving the forward command post to the county town, the last pile of garbage blocking the Red Army and the city must be completely cleared.

A 100mm grenade bombarded the Japanese soldiers lying on the ground, sending seven or eight Japanese soldiers into the sky with their guns, literally blowing their bodies into the air.

Alsim, who had already jumped off the tank and was marching behind the tank, kept raising his gun and firing sideways, suppressing any Japanese who dared to show their heads.

But he didn't expect that in the next moment, he saw a big thing pointing at him.

"Artillery! Japanese artillery, they want to fire horizontally! Concentrate fire to kill it!"