Chapter 1294 German Stick, I Am Here to Spice Things Up!

"Is the power of the bro really that great? The Black Panther 2, which is so powerful that it doesn't even have a head, has been born? Damn it, don't tell me this is true! I would rather believe that it is the King Tiger than the Black Panther 2!"

The butterfly effect is like a double-edged sword. While Malashenko is accelerating the development of Soviet Army tanks, the German army is also affected relatively. In order to deal with the powerful Soviet tank forces of Japan and Israel, the research and development progress is passively accelerated, and various war behemoths are accelerated at increasingly advanced time nodes.

In order to deal with the huge variables that the Germans are increasingly beyond common sense, Malashenko is forced to continue to accelerate the development process and progress of Soviet tanks, which further leads to the Germans taking equal actions. The continuous reciprocating cycle has become a vicious cycle, and the arms race under the state of war is nothing more than this.

But at least in the past, those German tanks that were born in advance were all known, understood, and had a clear impression of Malashenko. They are nothing but products that already existed in the existing history, and the time of their birth was brought forward due to the butterfly effect.

But now, a frightening news suddenly popped up to tell Malashenko: the good days when you knew the enemy tanks very well and had great insight into them are over. The equipment that the Germans will bring out from now on is enough to make you know nothing. Those junks that should not have existed in the existing history, or were not completed at all, will now appear on the battlefield.

What terrible consequences will this cause?

Malashenko is not sure, and he even dares not to think about it.

You must know that the Germans who love inventions have a large number of blueprints and plans in the existing history. Some of these things are very strong, some are lame, and their performance varies.

Making these new things will indeed further drag down the already fragile military industry of the Germans, and the total output of tanks will inevitably be further reduced, and the difficulty of winning may be much reduced. But these things that are considered from a macro-strategic perspective and will make the decision-makers who coordinate the overall situation happy have nothing to do with our old comrade Ma.

Malashenko, who was on the front line and had to lead the charge, was really worried about how much substantial impact the German steel monster would have on him. At the very least, he was concerned about the life and death of his brothers and soldiers, and at the most, even his own survival probability was affected. Who wouldn't be worried about this?

"Fuck! I've thought about it so much, and the more I think about it, the more fucked up I get! Tiger King, Iron Fist, and now Black Panther 2, the bad news never stops! What's next? A rat?"

Malashenko, who was angry and complaining in his heart, felt for the first time that this kind of thing was so annoying, but there was no point in being annoyed about it, because it was all your own fault. What should come will come, and what shouldn't come may come now. In short, being prepared is the only feasible way to deal with it at the moment.

"Okay, we'll know whether this jerk is a Panther or a Porsche Tiger King as we fight. What kind of broken car can be stronger than my treasure? If you want to start an arms race, then let's do it."

He made up an excuse and told himself that he would put the matter behind him and talk about it later.

Seeing that the main force of the 20th Guards Tank Brigade had entered the village one after another, Malashenko stood still, put his hands on his waist and looked around, then turned his head again and asked Colonel Peskov beside him.

"Have you received any orders from your superiors? What is the next action plan?"

According to the combat order issued by the front headquarters earlier, after the two encirclement forces from both sides successfully met at the final encirclement point, the battlefield command will be handed over to Malashenko. After the subsequent replacement defense forces arrive, the 20th Guards Tank Brigade will join the Stalin Guards 1st Tank Division and form a mixed assault force under the command of Malashenko.

So according to this order, Colonel Peskov is obliged to answer Malashenko's question. This is an order, and of course the scarred colonel comrade thinks so.

"There is no complicated order. The order I received is just to follow your command after arriving at the encirclement point, and then form a mixed assault force to attack the enemy in the encirclement, and completely crush all the German fascists who dare to block the way! Now my first task has been completed, and the next step is to follow your command. Please give the order, Comrade General!"

After receiving the confirmation answer from Colonel Peskov, the only remaining problem Malashenko will face next is whether there is any movement from Vatutin, who is in charge of the front headquarters. If there is no change in the order, he can start to fight according to the established plan. In short, it is: German stick, I'm here!

Knowing that time waits for no one, Malashenko did what he said. After finding the political commissar, he quickly drafted a report and inquiry telegram to the front headquarters.

In fact, even if Malashenko did not come here to arrange it, the political commissar was already doing it, starting at the same time as the 20th Guards Tank Brigade arrived.

The political commissar who was in charge of this mess never needed Malashenko to urge him.

"Malashenko, the call from the front headquarters has arrived! Commander Vatutin asked us to hand over the defense to the follow-up troops and start attacking the enemy immediately according to the established plan."

The reply from Vatutin came very quickly. Malashenko read the message quickly. The command content on the message was exactly the same as the best situation he expected, and of course it also indicated that the doomsday of the German bastards on the opposite side was coming.

"Very good, this is what we want!"

"Notify Lavrinenko and the commanders of each regiment to prepare for battle. Kurbalov's regiment will be the vanguard, and the other regiments will follow as planned. The primary goal is to take down the nail of Hill 341. If this place is knocked down, the other fascists under the hill will be in full view. We can do whatever we want to deal with them!"

Malashenko, standing in front of the battle zone map in the command hall, pressed his finger firmly on a blue highland. All the other blue semi-arc defense lines around it surrounded the hoop like stars surrounding the moon. The effect of taking this place is equivalent to letting Malashenko choose which group of German bastards to deal with next.

However, there is a prerequisite for all this, that is, it must be a quick battle! They had to gnaw on this tough bone before other German troops around heard the news and came to support them, otherwise this battle for the high ground might turn into a protracted tug-of-war on the high ground, just like the Battle of Mamayev Kurgan in Stalingrad.

And this time, Malashenko, who had an absolutely heavy force and superior technical equipment, was confident of writing a legend.