Steel Soviet Union

Malashenko's current state is that of waiting until Vatutin gives an order. To be honest, Malashenko is still afraid that the German will suddenly run away. He is really looking forward to it. Waiting for Vatutin's order to start the attack in advance.

But hope is hope, and reality is reality.

Malashenko was not sure that Vatutin would believe what those Germans said. After all, everyone was different. Comrade political commissar had the opinions and considerations of comrade political commissar. Comrade commander had his own thoughts. It's hard to say what Vatutin was thinking. Malashenko could only wait and hope that Vatutin would allow him to act early.

"Just stop turning, Comrade Division Commander. No matter how you turn, it won't work. Wouldn't it be better to sit down and wait for Comrade Commander's orders?"

The political commissar comrades who could not count how many times Malashenko turned back and forth could not help but start to persuade him. After hearing this, Malashenko turned around and seemed to want to say something, but his half-open and half-closed mouth finally ended. Still no actual words were said.

It was at the stall where Malashenko was about to stop and light a cigarette that the telegraph operator who had been silent for a long time suddenly started to move.

"Received the telegram, it's from the front headquarters!"

! ! !

As soon as he heard this, Malashenko immediately became energetic. He immediately stepped forward, took the telegram from the telegraph operator and started reading it immediately.

"How is it? What did you say?"

Of course, Comrade Ma was not the only one who was "excited". Comrade Comrade Ma, who was also anxious to wait but could bear it in the end, immediately stepped forward after hearing the news and came to Malashenko's side, eager to know the telegram. What kind of content is written in it.

The order issued by Vatutin this time was very simple and did not disappoint Malashenko. As the commander, Vatutin made the same judgment as Commissar Petrov, and accordingly ordered the attack to be advanced three full months. hour, that is, less than fifteen minutes later when Malashenko is now reading the telegram.

"Only less than fifteen minutes!? It seems that Comrade Commander can't wait any longer. There's nothing wrong with taking action first, just before these SS scum can take action."

The political commissar who checked the time on his watch quickly recovered from his slight surprise. It was indeed of great benefit to take action first, not to mention that Vatutin's temporary changes to the battle plan were more than that.

During the period from dusk to late at night, the Red Army field artillery troops, which rushed in from the rear, had already joined the encirclement sequence and set up their positions.

In order to deal a devastating blow to the stubborn enemy, Vatutin this time gathered all the field artillery units under the entire front army and all the nearby field artillery units that could be mobilized.

Anyway, this is also the last battle in Cherkasy. The battles in other directions are either over or have entered the final clearing stage. Only on this side of the encirclement circle are there still a large number of besieged German troops worth using. Such a large field artillery group.

Vatutin's large-scale mobilization this time is indeed quite large. Three fully-staffed artillery divisions, plus artillery units at all levels of front corps, corps, and divisions were mobilized. There are more than 600 large-caliber artillery pieces over 122 mm alone, which includes the vast majority of the artillery force of the entire Ukrainian First Front Army. It also comes with more than 120 Katyusha rocket launchers.

He has devastating artillery power in his hands, but Vatutin does not intend to launch a full-scale artillery bombardment on the Germans. Vatutin planned to conduct a highly targeted "intimidation operation" by naming names and using the destruction of the SS to teach a lesson to the Wehrmacht, which was far less stubborn and perhaps still hesitant. To put it bluntly, Just kill the chicken to scare the monkeys.

The major of the Wehrmacht who came to inform Malashenko also sent the accurate coordinates of the SS. This is one of the important reasons why Malashenko was able to give the major of the Wehrmacht a big advantage.

With this first-hand precise coordinates, the Red Army field artillery unit, whose range covers the entire encirclement from inside to outside, can carry out precise and devastating artillery bombardments against the SS without "injuring innocent people" and bringing down those Wehrmacht troops. A piece of it blasted into the sky.

Of course, Vatutin didn't really care about the life and death of those Wehrmacht troops. They just wanted to concentrate the already sufficient artillery firepower and use it all to blast these ridiculously bold SS troops instead of wasting it on the Wehrmacht.

600 heavy artillery pieces with a caliber of 122 mm or above and more than 120 Katyusha rocket launchers were used to bombard a half-broken SS armored division, plus an SS Panzergrenadier brigade that was also beaten half to death.

Vatutin, who personally formulated this plan, only hoped that these SS bastards would be more tenacious and leave some work for Malashenko. Malashenko had always wanted to capture the prisoners of the Viking division alive. Come to judge and show everyone.

"Such firepower is enough to make those SS bastards unable to even pick up the corpses. Comrade Commander, Malashenko will definitely complain to you afterwards."

After checking his watch and confirming that there was less than one minute left before the bombardment started, Vatutin smiled, turned to face the chief of staff and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Whether you can catch a living SS bastard depends on your ability. If Malashenko doesn't have this ability, then don't come to my place to cause trouble. I will send him back if I have the words."

"Hahaha, this is a bit unreasonable, Comrade Commander, I am serious."

Boom boom boom boom——

While Vatutin was chatting and laughing with the chief of staff, the first-level artillery preparations of the Red Army Front, which had not been seen for some time, began.

The ferocious shelling that shook the earth tore apart the icy earth shrouded in darkness. Large-caliber high-explosive grenades and rockets trailing orange-red flames competed to launch into the sky, carrying vengeful flames towards the accurately marked targets. The bombardment coordinates went straight away.

After receiving the fuel and supplies, the SS was just preparing to take action at this moment. The ready-to-go tanks, which were fully loaded with ammunition and fuel, had not yet had time to board the vehicle and start. They were still neatly parked at the starting position and were on standby, carrying the roar of the mountain and the tsunami. The destructive barrage falling straight from the sky completely covered it in an instant.

"Damn it! How many artillery divisions have been assembled here to blast? When was the last time I saw this battle? Kursk? No, there didn't seem to be any in Kursk at that time. This battle. This fucking prisoner has been prepared for a whole hour! Can’t we become a corpse collection team?”

Comrade Lao Ma, who was holding a telescope and admiring the western view in the frontier observation post, was completely sleepless and energetic. If he rushes up later, he may not even be able to find the intact body of the German soldier. This has become the biggest problem for our senior comrade. Heart disease.