Steel Soviet Union

Everything went as Malashenko expected.

After the German anti-tank gun that was the first to fire at Malashenko's car was eliminated, the German defensive position that officially kicked off the battlefield began to emit a burst of hot and dazzling light almost in the blink of an eye.

Chichi—chichichichi—

The piercing noise was like a chain saw cutting down a big tree, accompanied by the German army's unique bright green tracer machine gun bullet belt, which struck fiercely like water in an instant. The armor plate on the front of the vehicle was jingled like mosquito bites. Before Coe could turn the turret steering gear in his hand toward the German machine gun position, a miserable wail of warheads tearing flesh was instantly transmitted into Malashenko's mind from outside the turret.

"It's broken! There is still "human flesh additional armor" hanging outside the turret! No, we can't go on like this! If it hangs outside the car like this, it will be a target for the machine gun. We need to get these infantrymen out of the car quickly!"

Feeling bad, he quickly stood up from his seat and used all his strength to lift the integrated turret hatch above his head. Lieutenant General Malashenko, who carefully stuck half of his head out of the car, even Before he could say anything, he saw a small half-arm hanging on his turret. The bloody and bloody scene before him could not help but make Malashenko feel a chill in his heart.

"Damn it, rotten blood and rotten meat are all over the car! This infantryman like Lao Maozi really has no human rights at all."

He stretched out his right arm and threw the half of the arm hanging on the turret of his vehicle with a casual swing. Malashenko, who turned around, immediately looked at the man directly behind the turret of his vehicle. An infantry company commander crouched on top of the engine compartment, holding the Mosin-Nagant rifle tightly in his hand.

Since the Soviet armored force does not have armored personnel carrier equipment like the German 251 series, in order to be able to keep up with the rapid charge of the armored forces in time during infantry-tank coordinated operations, the Soviet infantry had no other choice but to choose The most dangerous and helpless method was adopted - hanging outside the tank and launching a charge together.

As a result, although the charge speed in infantry-tank coordinated operations is greatly increased, at the same time, the lives of these Soviet Red Army infantry soldiers hanging outside the tanks cannot be guaranteed.

Shrapnel flying across the battlefield and tracer machine gun barrages may knock down these unprotected Red Army soldiers at any time and take their lives. Although there are no exact figures to calculate the number of "human flesh plug-in armor" during the entire Patriotic War. "How many Red Army soldiers died in this way?"

But there is only one thing that is undoubted. This extremely primitive method of rapid advancement of tank and tank coordination was indeed one of the important factors that caused the Soviet Red Army to always face heavy casualties regardless of victory or defeat throughout the Great Patriotic War.

He is unable to change this bad situation and has not considered these issues that he, a young captain, should not consider. For Malashenko, who is currently leading his troops to attack as the sharp knife force of the entire division, how to Before rushing to the front of the German position and tearing it apart, trying to save the lives of the infantry accompanying the attack as much as possible is the primary issue that should be considered at the moment.

Looking at the lieutenant infantry company commander who was squatting directly behind the turret with panic in his eyes, Malashenko frowned and had no idea what was going on in the head of this guy in front of him, and then rushed towards him. He shouted loudly.

"Lieutenant! Get your men out of the car immediately! You can't hang outside the turret anymore, otherwise the German machine gun fire will tear you apart! You have to push forward behind the tank!"

In obvious contrast to Malashenko's loud and decisive voice, this lieutenant infantry company commander who was obviously frightened by the ferocious MG34 machine gun crossfire on the opposite German position did not have the decisiveness that his position should have. Courage and courage.

"It is a task assigned to me by our battalion commander, Comrade Captain, to follow outside your tank and charge against the Germans. The basic principles I learned in military school tell me that I should not and have no right to change the superior commander. Decisions were made and orders were given, but there was no order allowing us to get off the bus before the last hundred meters before the German position.”

"One hundred meters? Damn it! When you reach one hundred meters, one of you will be swept away by the German MG34!"

Although Malashenko, a later time traveler, knew before he came to the Soviet-German battlefield that most of the replacement officers for the Great Purge who had just graduated from military academies and were quickly promoted in the early days of the Great Patriotic War were of mixed quality and serious dogmatism. Some of them are even useless losers who seek to gain power purely by flattering others.

But in any case, Malashenko, who was deeply surprised, would never have imagined that the dogmatism of the new generation of young officers who were quickly promoted after the great purges in the early days of the Great Patriotic War would be so serious.

I was angry at the dogmatism of the lieutenant infantry company commander and at the same time disappointed with his lack of due responsibility and responsibility. I realized that this young lieutenant, who was probably about the same age as Kirill, was definitely not that. Such a reliable person, Malashenko made up his mind and almost instantly made the decision not to rely on him.

"Kirill, ask Seryosha to stop! We have to put down the infantry. If this continues, all our infantry will die before they can rush into the German position!"

"Understood, comrade captain."

When Kirill, the loader who replaced Malashenko, reached out and patted the driver Seryosha on the shoulder to signal him to stop, the rest of the Soviet T34 tank crews who were closely watching the situation of the command vehicle also stopped.

The remaining Red Army soldiers who had suffered heavy casualties after being strafed by German machine gun fire outside the T34 tank were finally relieved. The vast majority of the surviving Red Army soldiers jumped out of the vehicle almost without anyone's order, as they had done in the previous exercise. He hid directly behind the T34 tank body to seek cover.

After seeing this scene, he glanced out of the corner of his eye at the young lieutenant who immediately ran to the back of his tank for cover as soon as his car stopped. He knew that it would definitely be dangerous for him to be exposed to the turret again. The increasingly dangerous Malashenko then closed the top cover and returned to the turret.

Seeing the Soviet infantry visible to the naked eye in his gun scope jumping out of the tank one after another, the somewhat puzzled No. 3A assault gun gunner Klink immediately turned his head towards the vehicle behind him. The chief asked.

"Michelle, we're already so close, aren't you going to let me fire?"