Chapter 356 Conquer

The German infantrymen who were retreating alternately had completely lost their fighting spirit and only wanted to get rid of the Soviet pursuit as soon as possible. Retreat was like an epidemic and plague in later generations. Once they took the first step to turn around and retreat, they would never want to turn back until they were completely safe.

There were many glorious armies in human history that were famous for their brilliant achievements, but there were few fierce troops that were famous for their orderly and rigorous retreat.

The elite Waffen-SS, who were ready to die and almost didn't know how to surrender, and the Japanese A-class divisions that were poisoned by the Bushido spirit were on the list, but the Wehrmacht troops that had chosen to give up their defensive positions and began to retreat were obviously not on the list.

Surrounded by the surrounding guards, Lieutenant Colonel Yakov was now left behind by the more courageous Red Army soldiers. Yakov, who was in the center of the infantry vanguard group, suddenly stopped charging and looked back. He had already chased the entire defensive position for more than 500 meters, which was obviously enough.

"Let's stop here! Withdraw all the troops! It's dangerous to chase forward. Comrade Malashenko's tank troops have been left behind by us. There is an open snowfield ahead. The German artillery will not give up such a good opportunity to cover the barrage."

After receiving the order, a large number of Soviet pursuit troops, who were almost putting their bayonets on the buttocks of the retreating German army, immediately began to return to the original route quickly and retreat in an orderly manner like a tide.

The German artillery liaison officer, who was holding a telescope and wearing a radio headset in the snowy bushes ahead, was stunned and embarrassed after witnessing this scene. His original plan to report the artillery coordinates immediately after the Soviet army rushed to a distance that was beyond redemption was obviously completely defeated. He hit the small tree trunk beside him with his fist unwillingly and gritted his teeth and said.

"These clever Russians are really damned! Retreat immediately. It is meaningless to stay here any longer. By the way, notify the artillery to move the position."

The huge range and quality gap between the German artillery and the Soviet field artillery made every action of the German artillery cautious. In order to protect themselves before destroying the enemy, the German artillery set up their positions one kilometer away from the Soviet artillery's maximum range, but in this way, the battlefield strike range that the German artillery, which was already short-handed, could cover was even more limited.

It was not that they did not help the German troops on the other side, but that they could not reach them. The frustrated German artillery originally planned to lure the Soviet pursuit troops into range and then ambush them. However, Yakov, the Soviet commander who had fought against the cunning Japanese army and had rich practical experience, obviously did not buy it. Even if he could not say it, he undoubtedly understood the principle of not pursuing the desperate enemy.

With the return of the fleeing German remnants and the withdrawal of the infantry led by Yakov, Yakov, who used the Tokarev TT33 pistol in his hand to kill at least four German soldiers, was finally able to satisfy his desire to kill. With the blood boiling all over his body, Yakov came to Malashenko's car with meteoric strides as if nothing had happened.

"Comrade Malashenko, how many Germans did you kill just now? I killed at least four. There is nothing more refreshing than this, I swear."

Malashenko, who climbed out of the car and sat on the outer edge of the turret, had just lit the cigarette in his mouth, but the "heroic and exciting" words from Lieutenant Colonel Yakov almost made Malashenko fall out of the car.

"Is this guy really not kidding me?"

It is impossible to understand how a "killer" and "suicide captain" like Lieutenant Colonel Yakov could sit in the position of regiment commander. It feels that this guy was lucky not to be killed by the Japanese devils in Nomonhan. Malashenko, who was extremely ashamed, spit out the smoke ring that almost choked his mouth, and then he barely calmed down and spoke.

"Let's talk about something else, Comrade Yakov, such as the German anti-tank guns."

"German anti-tank guns, what's so special about those things? I saw that they didn't penetrate your tank just now?"

Lieutenant Colonel Yakov, who was urgently transferred from the Siberian Military District to the front line and arrived at the city of Moscow less than a week ago, did not personally witness the "invulnerable" scene of the Soviet tank troops facing the German anti-tank guns.

The impression of infantry anti-tank only stayed on those Japanese small bean tanks that even the Soviet anti-tank rifles could penetrate. Lieutenant Colonel Yakov's seemingly ignorant and arrogant words were not surprising to Malashenko, who had figured it out.

After jumping down from the edge of the turret, he came to Lieutenant Colonel Yakov's side. Malashenko raised his hand gently to signal him to accompany him, and then began to talk while walking.

"You have just been transferred from the Siberian Military District to the Moscow front, so you may not understand some of the situation, Comrade Yakov."

"The anti-tank guns in the hands of those Germans could not hurt our KV1 heavy tanks at all before, and they could not even hurt the T34s with weaker armor defense. In the words of the captured Germans themselves, these garbage are just stepping stones. At present, the only threat to us is their 88mm anti-aircraft guns in the German equipment sequence."

After hearing this, Lieutenant Colonel Yakov understood some of the truths vaguely. Recalling the tragic situation of the two KV1 heavy tanks that were hit by a bullet and even the turrets were blown away, Yakov, who did not see the big 88mm anti-aircraft guns on the battlefield, nodded in sudden realization and said.

"You mean the German anti-tank guns have been updated? Is that right?"

Seeing that Yakov, who was not too stupid, had understood what he wanted to express, Malashenko, who was still very confused about the type of anti-tank guns used by the German army, nodded affirmatively.

"Did you see those things? I hope there are still intact new German anti-tank guns for us to visit."

Looking in the direction of Malashenko's finger, he saw several Soviet tank soldiers wearing black leather tank caps who got off the car and were pointing and talking in front of the captured German anti-tank guns. It was very lively.

Malashenko walked with Yakov beside him to the German anti-tank guns placed in a mess. He couldn't wait to know the answer, so he immediately asked Lavrinenko, who had brought people to check before him.