Chapter 625 The Rat Pulls the Big Pole

"I still can't contact the headquarters. How is the battle going on your side?"

After hearing what Commissar Petrov said, Malashenko couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. At the height of the battle, he lost contact with the front army headquarters. It can be said that "people are unlucky, and their farts hit their heels."

He took off the strap of the Somi submachine gun in his hand and threw it on the table nearby. Malashenko, whose mouth was dry and his body was covered in smelly sweat mixed with dust, grabbed the water glass on the table and turned it upside down. , drank it all on the spot without saying a word, and then sat down on the chair.

"I just soaked the cigarette butt with that glass of water, why did you drink it without asking?"

"???"

As soon as his butt hit the chair, he didn't even have time to take a breath. After listening to Commissar Petrov's words, Malashenko's face was filled with question marks and it was almost unbelievable.

"Forget it, you can just drink the cigarette butts. You've already drank them anyway, so you won't die."

"But I also put the unfinished cigarette butt in it."

"???!!!"

The expression mixed with surprise, disbelief, and question marks is difficult to describe accurately in words.

Feeling a little speechless, Malashenko quickly grabbed the gulped water glass on the table next to him and looked in. The bottom of the white glass was empty except for a few drops of water that seemed to be mixed with soot. .

"Forget that glass of water, drink this one too."

He glanced at the water glass handed over by Commissar Petrov, and then glanced at Commissar Petrov's face that didn't look like he was joking. Malashenko, who simply pinched his nose and thought he was unlucky, then took the second glass of water and put it on his back. I drank it all in one gulp, and my throat, which was almost burning with thirst, finally regained some strength and had the strength to speak.

"It's chaos, everything is in chaos! Those Germans attacked like crazy. We destroyed at least more than 30 tanks, but those German tanks seemed to be endless. I guess there should be more tanks in the future. There are more reinforcements. Listen, Uncle Peter, this is not an option. Sooner or later we will be killed by the Germans!"

Generally speaking, Malashenko is the kind of person who becomes more aggressive the more he fights, and will not give up until the German enemy forces they face surrender, escape, or even be completely annihilated.

Generally speaking, there are only two possibilities for Malashenko to have other situations.

First, the strength of the German offensive force is too strong and has exceeded the limit of endurance. It is the kind that cannot be defeated no matter how hard it is to face the line.

Second, superiors ordered Malashenko to lead his troops to retreat to other places. Of course, this was also the reason why Malashenko took the initiative to disengage from the German enemy in the past.

Judging from the current situation, Commissar Petrov is more inclined to the former, although Malashenko has not yet said that he is considering withdrawing.

"How many troops do we have left now? How many offensive forces do you expect the Germans to commit?"

"We? Our regiment still has about fifty tanks. It's too late to calculate the specific number, but I have asked Lavrinenko to do it. I guess he has almost calculated the results by now."

"The situation in the 99th Brigade is worse than ours. Roskov was injured in the battle. The armor fragments from the turret's collapse scratched his arm and smashed his loader's head. I advised him to take a rest, but He found a backup loader and got back into the tank. There are only over 20 T34 tanks left in their brigade. "

After listening to Malashenko's brief narration, Commissar Petrov was filled with surprise and was a little unbelievable.

"So, we have lost more than fifty tanks in just a short time?"

Malashenko did not want to lie to Commissar Petrov and felt it was unnecessary. No one can change the objective fact that the loss was so great.

"I said, those German guys are crazy! They called in planes and dropped the one-ton aerial bombs used to bomb large buildings like rain on our heads. The tanks that the British guys came to help were nothing at all. They were so light. It can be knocked over and rolled several times by the explosion shock wave, and changing the cannon will not change the fact that it is garbage!"

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Because of his physical disability, Political Commissar Petrov did not go to the front line to see for himself what it was like to see one-ton aerial bombs raining down like rain.

But thinking about the earthquake-like scene just now, Petrov, the political commissar, basically understood the environment in which Malashenko was fighting, and then realized the seriousness of the situation.

"Where are the troops? I just asked you how many troops those Germans have invested now, but you haven't told me yet."

"Who knows how many there were, tanks mixed with infantry came in waves, as if the factory area guarded behind us was the Red Square wall, which made those Germans crazy with excitement! When I came down from the position just now, those Germans We have already withdrawn to prepare for the third wave of attacks. I estimate that we will attack again in less than half an hour."

The words stopped abruptly mid-sentence. Malashenko, who suddenly realized something was wrong, squinted his eyes and spoke quickly.

"Something's wrong! We haven't been covered by the Germans' artillery preparations even once since we fought just now. Are the Germans we just fought just the vanguard that even left the artillery behind?"

The only reason that could explain the situation of not being bombarded despite being within the range of the German artillery fire was that the German artillery was left behind by the fast-moving armored forces and had not yet been able to catch up with the artillery positions and launch bombardment.

But if that was the case, the current situation would be a bit serious for Malashenko, who was already exhausted from defending, because it undoubtedly indicated that the large German forces with heavy artillery clusters were "a rat pulling a big pole - the big head was behind".

The two waves of attacks that had just beaten him into a state of embarrassment were only the vanguard of the German army.

"Damn it! Did these Germans mobilize an army to deal with us!?"

Swoosh - Woo -

Before Malashenko cursed in exasperation, a whistling sound like an old cow pulling a broken cart from far away echoed in the sky above his head and sounded in his ears.

"Fuck you! Whatever that stupid crow says comes true!"

Boom--

The barrage from the German 150mm "Evergreen" heavy howitzer cluster instantly hit the factory buildings.

The 150mm high-explosive grenade shells that fell like raindrops tore through the ceiling of the factory building and hit the inside of the factory directly. The boiling flames of death devoured all the lives that could not dodge like a pot of steel broth. The huge explosion shook the ground underfoot and made all the creatures standing around it unstable.