Steel Soviet Union

A famous military strategist once said this.

“If you don’t know how to effectively counter your opponent’s new weapons and tactics, imitating them is your best option.”

And this is the same for Malashenko now.

Just like what Malashenko did not long ago when he led his troops to repel the German attacking force with an overwhelming advantage that was beyond doubt.

The Red Army infantry who are currently launching a counterattack against the German positions have also left their positions and only carry light weapons with them. The infantry anti-tank guns, which weigh up to 100 kilograms, cannot be carried in such an attack that pursues extreme speed, but this is precisely what is going on. The only effective infantry anti-tank equipment during World War II when infantry anti-tank equipment was extremely scarce.

Under such circumstances, once the Red Army infantry, which has only individual light weapons to rely on and no cover from bunkers and trenches, is attacked by the German armored forces, the final outcome it will face will definitely not be the same as when it was attacked by Malashenko just now. How much stronger was the German attacking force that led its troops on a rampage?

The only way to protect the friendly infantry behind them is to deal with the German pincer armor offensive that outflanks them from both sides.

But among the entire Soviet offensive force, only the independent First Heavy Tank Breakthrough Battalion led by Malashenko has the ability to do this.

Malashenko, who changed the direction of attack to deal with the German armored forces, was bound to be unable to take into account the development of the frontal offensive. The infantry who lost the cover of the armored forces would suffer heavy losses in front of a tight position with complete German firepower. Predictably terrible results.

When dealing with the armored forces, there was no need to cover the infantry's frontal attack. If the German armored forces were left alone, it would be playing into the hands of Major General Fritz.

No matter which choice was made, it was impossible to consider all aspects and would inevitably give up. The tactical arrangement that forced Malashenko to the edge of the cliff of decision with only a handful of time left was the sophistication and shrewdness of Major General Fritz. .

There were countless outstanding generals who appeared in the Soviet-German battlefield, the most majestic land conflict in human history. Even Malashenko, a future traveler, would be overwhelmed by these bright generals shining in the purgatory-like battlefield. To a dead end.

The final charge distance, which was only a few hundred meters away from the German position, no longer allowed Malashenko to hesitate.

Faced with the difficult problem thrown by Major General Fritz, a veteran Wehrmacht general, Malashenko, who gritted his teeth, then made what seemed to be the stupidest decision.

"Lavery, confirm communication!"

In his car, Lavrinenko rushed forward with the command vehicle of Malashenko's No. 177 Battalion Headquarters next to him. Hearing a familiar voice coming from the vehicle's wireless communication station, Lavrinenko immediately grabbed the communication device at hand. device.

"You hear me clearly, please speak."

"Listen up, Lavry! The armored troops deployed by the Germans on both wings of the position must be dealt with first. The friendly infantry cannot withstand such an armored offensive!"

"I will lead the first company to deal with the German armored forces in the north. You can lead the second company to deal with the other German armored forces in the south! The remaining tanks will stay put and continue to cover the main attack in the center. The infantry must not lose the cover of the tanks! Otherwise, you are a target for the Germans! Do you understand?"

Holding the communicator in his hand tightly and listening to the hurried words coming from it, he couldn't help but be slightly startled. He almost thought that Malashenko was joking with him. Lavrinenko accidentally dropped the communicator in his hand. On the ground, Lavrinenko couldn't believe that all this could be true, and then he shouted loudly at the communicator he just held in his hand.

"Are you crazy? Malashenko! The first company now only has 9 KV1s and 2 T34s. Although the second company is fully equipped, there is still a huge gap in the number of tanks compared to the Germans! What you have to face is at least four times the number of tanks. Outnumbered by your Kraut tanks, this is not an attack, it is suicide!”

Faced with the anxiety of his deputy and old classmate who could be felt even through the microphone, Malashenko, who had completely made up his mind after weighing the entire battlefield situation, did not waver in the slightest.

"Besides this, is there any other way we can do it? Lavry, tell me."

Malashenko's calm words came quietly from the other end of the communicator, instantly extinguishing Lavrinenko's anger like a bucket of ice water.

As Malashenko said at this time.

In addition to splitting up operations to cover the frontal offensive while forcibly defeating the German armored forces, the entire Soviet offensive force, including Malashenko and Lavrinenko, had no choice.

After entering the effective range, the German small arms and small-caliber anti-tank guns had begun to hit the forward tanks and kept making noises. The sound of battlefield guns and metal collisions echoed in Lavrinenko's ears. There was nothing else to do. The law had no choice but to agree to Malashenko's tactics.

"Don't expect me to collect your body, Malashenko! Your Order of Lenin and Commendation Order must be handed over to Natalia alive by yourself! So you must come back alive, do you understand!?"

While holding the communicator in his right hand, he glanced at the mottled black-and-white photo in his left hand that he had kept safely until now. The smile of the girl who had never met him in person was so sweet. This kind of inexplicable sadness was accompanied by an indescribable feeling. A slight sense of strangeness lingered in Malashenko's heart for a long time.

"You too, don't let me drag your burnt body out from the wreckage, remember your nickname "Sniper Eyes"!"

After saying this, he put back the photo in his hand and closed the lining of the fire-proof combat uniform. After taking a breath, Malashenko immediately dialed the communication channel of the whole battalion and issued the order.

"The first company followed me to attack the German armored forces in the north of the position, and the second company followed the deputy battalion commander Lavrinenko's car to attack the German armored forces in the south of the position!"

"The remaining troops cover the central infantry group and attack the main German position! Firm your will, comrades! Victory will eventually belong to us, Ulla!"

From the firing of the October Revolution to the present day, one brutal battle after another has forged a tenacious red prairie cavalry. The Red Army tank crews, who had invisibly taken over this sacred and glorious banner, continued as always, launching a brave charge praising the unyielding spirit and greatness against the capitalist enemies who had always had an absolute advantage.

"Why did this decision happen? Is it stupid arrogance or the belief of those Bolsheviks?"

With strong doubts and confusion in his heart, he quietly put down the binoculars in his hands. Major General Fritz, who was more curious about the commander of the Soviet armored force who was facing the enemy, immediately spoke coldly.

"Tell Raquel and Hazeltem to destroy the two Soviet armored forces that came out separately before launching an intersecting offensive according to the original plan. I am waiting for the good news that they will join forces behind the Ivans."