Chapter 1793: Runaway Commander

Malachenko's plan was very clear and simple: mobilize all the artillery firepower that can be assembled at hand, cooperate with the artillery of the 211th Infantry Division, and plow the target area of ​​the German defense line that has exposed the firepower point, and then launch a fierce attack to flatten the German position and solve the problem.

If possible, Malachenko even wanted to call the Guards Artillery Division that helped him a lot yesterday, and bombard the German position. It would be really cool to fight with these guys!

Unfortunately, the experience card of the Guards Artillery Division that provided Malachenko with on-call and precise service has expired, and it was only yesterday.

As a campaign-level artillery unit of the front, these guys were transferred to other combat directions that needed more heavy firepower support today. Malachenko estimated that he might be going to beat up the Germans in the encirclement. After all, according to a rough estimate, the Germans trapped in the encirclement must be tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands.

Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division was transferred away, and the Red Army troops that were encircling and annihilating the besieged Germans lacked a crucial armored force.

If there is no reliable and sufficient artillery support, you can only let this group of two-legged infantry divisions rely on a few pitiful tanks to encircle and eat up the Germans of less than 100,000 people, and there is no telling how many casualties there will be. After all, the besieged Germans are waiting for attack and waiting for fatigue. If you don't give them some decent heavy firepower support, there is really no way to quickly eat up these Germans while reducing casualties.

Fortunately, the divisional artillery force in Malashenko's hands is not vegetarian. A battalion of Katyusha plus a battalion of ISU-152 plus the divisional artillery of the cooperating infantry division are enough to give those ignorant Germans a hard time.

Malashenko, who had issued an order to the political commissar to quickly assemble the artillery, stepped up his actions and joined the 211th Infantry Division not far ahead before his artillery arrived.

As the young battalion commander said, the 211th Infantry Division was still in a state of suspending its offensive at this moment, but it was indeed making all kinds of preparations for the next round of offensive.

The fully equipped infantry units were assembling and preparing for the offensive. The soldiers were handling their weapons for the final inspection. The grassroots company and platoon officers were conveying orders to their respective troops at the assembly site, arranging tactics, and explaining the battle plan later.

After seeing these huge steel behemoths roaring and driving around, many soldiers stopped their actions and turned to look at them with either astonishment or concentration. Most people saw such a majestic and visually impactful heavy tank unit for the first time in their lives. This was a deep shock that was difficult to accurately describe in words.

"Have you heard? This is General Malashenko's unit, the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division named after the leader.

"Oh, swear to Stalin! I have never seen so many heavy tanks, not even in my dreams!"

"Those bastard fascists are finished! General Malashenko is invincible, no German unit can survive wherever he goes. Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division is the most invincible elite of our entire Red Army! Victory will belong to us, comrades!"

Well, the last sentence was said by a man dressed as a political commissar, holding a tin trumpet in his hand. It can be seen that this morale-boosting speech was very excited, and of course the timing was just right and very accurate.

"It seems that wherever we go, the brother troops are like this, what do you think? "

Iushkin, who also witnessed this scene, added a sentence at the right time. Looking at the soldiers who were shouting and cheering at their own tank column with high morale, Malashenko smiled faintly and said happily.

"This is a good thing, isn't it? Stalin's 1st Guards Tank Division is a spiritual totem, representing the Red Army's invincibility and a symbol of victory. It can also cause great deterrence and psychological pressure on the enemy. The so-called ace elite should be interpreted in this way. "

The tank column advanced all the way to the core frontier area of ​​the starting position of the attack before it barely stopped. After ordering Kurbalov to take care of the troops and prepare the formation for the attack as planned, Malashenko immediately turned around and rushed to the next destination: the headquarters of the 211th Infantry Division.

Hmm? Wait, it seems that this is really "non-stop"? I don't know if Comrade Ma himself is aware of this.

Everywhere Malashenko went, the road was unobstructed. Although it was not in his own troops, almost all the 211th Infantry Division saw Stalin approaching. The spectacular scene of the tank column of the 1st Guards Tank Division rushing to join, of course, he also knew what the commander of the 1st Guards Tank Division of Stalin, who was often in the newspapers, looked like and could recognize him.

So even though Malashenko still habitually wore ordinary tank soldier combat uniforms without any rank insignia, he was saluted and released when he should be, without any problems along the way. Even the commander of the guard company at the entrance of the 211th Division recognized Malashenko at a glance, and took the initiative to greet our old comrade Ma with a smile.

"Comrade General, our division commander has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."

Following the captain of the divisional guard company and stepping into the tent of the field division, Malashenko heard a roar as loud as thunder before he could see what the divisional commander looked like.

"What? The position hasn't been set up yet!? What are you doing?! Even the stupid bears in Siberia are smarter than you Sukas! You can't even take care of a two-wheeled cannon, so you won't even be able to use a four-wheeled carriage when you go home to farm? A bunch of good-for-nothings!!!"

The man with the back of him holding the telephone and running wild on the spot is probably the commander of the 211th Infantry Division, Malashenko guessed.

Because generally speaking, in an infantry division, there is only one comrade who dares to run wild in the division headquarters like this and curse on the spot.

Grabbing the guard company commander who was about to interrupt, and signaling that it would not be too late to wait until the irritable division commander finished the call, which sounded quite urgent, Malashenko, who was still a little curious, asked casually.

"Is your division commander like this usually? He has a good personality."

"Ah, this"

Malashenko's sudden question really stumped the guard company commander on the spot.

To be honest, the division commander who he served well and stayed around all day long did have this temper. But the general was the head of the guest army who came to help specially, and he was also such a famous tank hero. Isn't it a bit of a shame to openly admit that his division commander had a bad temper?

Snap——

"These good-for-nothings, I'm so angry!"

Before the hesitant company commander could figure out how to respond to Malashenko's words, the division commander, who threw the phone and cursed fiercely, suddenly turned around. The furious look just now disappeared without a trace in an instant. When he saw Malashenko standing at the entrance of the division, he immediately smiled generously and opened his arms and walked towards him quickly.

"Haha, look who's here? Finally, the strongest tank hero of our motherland has arrived. The fascist running dogs on the opposite side are dead now!"