Chapter 3072 Even if There Are 50,000 Pigs

"These Japanese bow-legged soldiers are almost destroyed by the bombing. There are planes in the sky and heavy artillery on the ground. Will we really have any chance to fight them later?"

"That's better than sacrificing more comrades. No matter how the war is fought, it's always a good thing to defeat the Japanese and minimize casualties. Performance"

Speaking to the sighing soldier beside him, Sulovchenko lay on the edge of the trench with a telescope in his hand, admiring the scene of the Japanese army being sent to the sky one by one by a huge amount of artillery shells. He turned around and left immediately after estimating that the time was almost up.

Crossing the trench and the communication trench, he came to Alsim who was pulling ammunition out of the infantry fighting vehicle and arming himself. Sulovchenko raised his hand to check the time on his watch and said immediately.

"There are 10 minutes left. Are you ready for the last position?"

"Of course, I can't wait to send those Japanese devils away, but have you heard? Comrade Division Commander is coming, and he will personally lead the final general attack."

Sitting at the rear of the infantry fighting vehicle with the hatch open, Sulovchenko was quite surprised to hear what Alsim said casually, with a newly taken out fully loaded magazine inserted into the chest hanger on his upper body.

"What? Comrade Division Commander? Lead the team to attack in person?"

"Shouldn't he stay in the rear to command? Why suddenly at this time..."

Knocking the last magazine in his hand that had just been filled with bullets on the floor of the car, loosening the spring to ensure that it would not fall off when needed at a critical moment, Alsim inserted it into the chest hanger and replied.

"Have you forgotten what Comrade Army Commander did when he commanded the leader division before? The division commander leads the charge, this is our army tradition."

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Indeed, Alsim was right.

Since Malashenko was the acting company commander, personally leading the attack has always been a "glorious tradition", even in the period of the leader division.

Other division commanders and generals sat in the command post and pointed at the map and gave orders, while Malashenko sat in the tank and led the charge and served as the tank commander.

This difference should not be too big, and it has reached the point where the commanders of other Red Army divisions felt that it was a bit outrageous.

That is, in the current leader army period, Malashenko began to involve battle-level command, and the width of the battlefield he was responsible for was several times larger than that of the previous division commander period. This is why he stopped his "wild behavior" of "division commander leading the charge" and did not further evolve into "army commander leading the charge".

However, this "glorious tradition" has been passed down.

Now as an army commander, Malashenko does not charge anymore, but he has been promoted from brigade commander to division commander and began to take up the position that Malashenko used to hold. Kurbalov took over the baton left by the army commander and wanted to continue to carry forward the "division commander leading the charge".

Kurbalov, who attached great importance to the last battle that could be expected today, made such a decision. Sulovchenko, who was a little surprised, was only surprised for a moment, but soon recovered and understood the reason, and did not make a fuss, just like when Alsim heard the news not long ago.

"So, pack up and get ready! Comrade division commander will be here soon, let the bandy-legged monkeys on the opposite side see our full strength!"

Alsim's words were soon fulfilled.

Kurbalov, who personally led the reinforcements, arrived at the position not long after. The IS7 heavy tanks of the entire guard company were all fresh troops with full ammunition and fuel.

The soldiers who knew what was about to happen saw the division commander leading the team to arrive, and the position that had just been captured from the Japanese army immediately burst into cheers.

Just as Malashenko had done many times before when he was the division commander, the morale on the position reached a climax for a while.

Regardless of the continuous bombing and artillery fire from the Japanese positions on the opposite side, the surviving Japanese soldiers could only hide in the anti-artillery caves, shivering, praying for the blessing of Amaterasu, and crying for their parents in their hearts.

People's happiness is not the same, and that's probably the case.

"Look at this, Kulbarov actually ran to the starting position of the attack, ready to lead the team to command the attack in person, and before leaving, he did not forget to send a telegram to the military headquarters to express his determination."

"Huh? Oh, so, then let's do it."

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The political commissar who had come to the table with a telegram in his hand was speechless, and his reaction to our army commander was just a complaint.

"You are the army commander, don't you say anything?"

On the other hand, Malashenko's response was to sit behind the desk and spread his hands directly.

"Say? Say what? I don't need to guess what Kurbalov will say. The excuses are ready. How I fought before, how he fights now, what do you want me to say then? Do you deny my past actions, or do you say that this is my privilege and others are not allowed to follow suit? This is unacceptable."

"So you know this is unacceptable. I thought you didn't know."

The commissar who put the telegram on the table was speechless and wanted to laugh. Of course, he didn't come to talk to Malashenko seriously. He was just curious about how Malashenko would react, and now he knows.

"Three divisions of Japanese devils, nearly 50,000 people. Kurbalov only took one day, less than half of the enemy's troops, and they were about to be completely defeated and almost annihilated."

"Even if there were 50,000 pigs running around, you asked Kurbalov to lead people to catch them. Not to mention one day, he might not be able to catch them all in three days."

"If it were me who had commanded the former leader division to fight today's battle, the best outcome would be nothing more than this."

"I really think he can now take charge of his own business. If Lavery and I make changes in our schedules in the future, I plan to promote him to the military level."

"Putting the Leader's Army in the hands of someone who is proficient in the integration of various arms means that I can rest assured even if I leave the Leader's Army. Even if I am making a contribution to the Red Army and the motherland, I will select and train the next qualified commander for the Leader's Army."

"So this is your test for him? If so, what grade are you going to give him?"

After hearing this, Malashenko smiled, then stared at the blue Japanese defense line surrounded by red circles on the map, and spoke slowly.

"I think it should be a perfect score. At least no one I know can perform better than this, even if it were me."

When Malashenko, who was far away at the military headquarters of the leading army, had not finished speaking, Kulbalov on the battlefield had already personally led his team to launch the attack.

Looking in the periscope at the remaining Japanese troops between the two formations, which had been covered by ferocious artillery fire for more than half an hour and blasted to the point of being out of body, they barely had the strength to escape and were as soft as mud.

Next to him came a brigade of IS7 heavy tanks galloping, roaring and roaring. Kulbalov, wearing a tank cap and sitting in the tank commander's position, immediately gave an order.

"Charge forward and crush the enemy! Drown these militaristic fanatics in their own blood pit. Victory belongs to the leading army, Ula!!!"

I've been quite busy at home these past two days, so I'll add more updates once I'm done with that. I'm sorry that I have to make everyone wait a little longer. Corgi will apologize to everyone first.