Chapter 1219 Fierce Fangs
Chapter 1219 Fierce Fangs
On the snowy plain outside the town of Nev, the armored forces of the Northern Division were tightening the final encirclement. The tanks of the 10th and 11th Armored Regiments were deployed in a crescent shape, trapping the 64th Armored Regiment of the 215th Division of the Tsarist Russia in the middle.
"Report, the enemy's last supply line has been cut off!" The scout of the 10th Armored Regiment reported via radio.
In the snow, the T-215 tanks of the 72th Armored Regiment have become fixed targets. Without fuel supply, these steel behemoths can only shoot in situ, losing the ability to maneuver. The armored forces of the Northern Division are constantly shrinking the encirclement, slowly devouring their prey like a pack of wolves.
"The third battalion reports that five enemy T-72s were destroyed and two intact tanks were captured!"
"The second battalion reports that the enemy's western defense line has collapsed and has penetrated into their deep positions!"
The success reports from various combat units kept coming in. The armored forces of the Northern Division adopted the tactics of assault teams, each team consisted of 3-4 tanks, which were flexible and coordinated to destroy the enemy's isolated tanks one by one.
"The enemy has begun to abandon its heavy equipment!" a tank commander reported, "a large number of infantry are trying to break through!"
But in this open snowfield, any attempt to break out was futile. The armored forces of the Northern Division had already set up a tight blockade, and any moving target could not escape their firepower.
"Don't let them get away," the armored regiment commander ordered in the communication, "but remember to treat the surrendered enemy prisoners well."
As time went by, the battle gradually came to an end. The resistance of the 215th Armored Regiment became weaker and weaker, and more and more Russian soldiers chose to surrender. On the snow, there were destroyed T-72 tanks everywhere, and black smoke rose from the turrets, forming a sharp contrast with the gray sky.
"Count the results of the battle," the regiment commander ordered, "count the captured equipment and the number of prisoners."
Soon, preliminary statistics came in: 215 of the 85 main battle tanks of the 47th Armored Regiment were destroyed, 23 were captured, and the rest were seriously damaged. More than 300 Tsarist Russian soldiers surrendered and became prisoners.
This was a complete victory for the armored forces. The Northern Division used superb tactics and excellent coordinated combat capabilities to completely destroy the main armored forces of the Tsarist Russia in this area.
"Report to the division headquarters," the regiment commander said, "the 215th Armored Regiment has been completely wiped out. We are ready to support the attack on the 127th Motorized Infantry Brigade at any time."
At the Northland Division headquarters, Division Commander Otto stood in front of the huge battle sand table with a sneer on his face. From the moment the battle began, every move was within his calculations.
"Encircle the city and attack its reinforcements," he whispered, "Let Kulikov think he can defeat us in a field battle, and let him voluntarily give up the advantage of the city defense."
The performance of the Northern Division was a carefully designed drama from the beginning. They fought with the enemy in the field, seemingly at a disadvantage, but in fact they were leading the enemy into the preset trap step by step. The main forces of the 64th Armored Division and the 127th Motorized Infantry Brigade were lured out of the city, which was exactly what Otto wanted.
"Let Captain Kningan of the Mountain Eagle Division lead the 98th Mountain Regiment across the wilderness," Otto pointed at the map. "The enemy's attention is all here. Who would have thought that there is a light-armed force approaching Khabarovsk?"
The most critical link in this huge plan was the 1st Air Division. Before the battle began, Otto contacted the Air Division and ensured the support of the Mother of Bombs.
"The timing was just right," Otto said to himself. "Once the main force of the enemy army penetrated deep into the encirclement, Khabarovsk became an empty city. Without the support of the main force, no matter how strong the city defense is, it is nothing more than a pile of scrap metal in front of the Mother of Bombs."
At this time, the deputy division commander walked into the command center and said, "Division commander, the main force of the 64th Armored Division has been annihilated by us, and the 127th Motorized Infantry Brigade is also surrounded. Commander Keningan reported that the city of Khabarovsk has been controlled by them."
Otto nodded. "This is what I want. The enemy's attention is all on our 'seemingly powerful' opponent, but they ignore the truly deadly threat."
"Commander," the deputy commander praised sincerely, "this plan... is simply perfect."
“No,” Otto shook his head, “This is just the beginning. The Northern Division has never been a simple force. We have just been waiting for the right time to show our fangs.”
He walked to the sand table and watched the marks representing the enemy troops being removed one by one. "Kulikov was too arrogant. He thought we would suffer heavy losses under the city wall. He didn't expect that we didn't need to attack by force at all. We just needed to let him leave the city and fall into the trap."
"Now, the war situation in the entire Far East has been determined," Otto continued, "and all of this is as planned. Cunningham's mountain regiment, Lee Harman's air force, and our Northern Division, everyone has played a perfect role."
On the other side of Nev Town, the commander of the 64th Armored Division was leading the 213th Mechanized Regiment and two regiments of the 127th Motorized Infantry Brigade to advance rapidly to the battlefield. Their goal was to support the 211th Tank Regiment, which was fighting fiercely with the th Armored Grenadier Regiment of the Northern Division.
"Hurry up!" the division commander shouted in the command vehicle, "We must arrive before the enemy completely surrounds the 211th Regiment!"
The convoy sped through the snow, its tracks stirring up gusts of white snow. The infantry fighting vehicles of the 213th Mechanized Regiment and the trucks of the 127th Motorized Infantry Brigade followed closely behind, forming a long steel dragon.
At the same time, on the battlefield, the 211th Armored Grenadier Regiment of the Northern Division was engaged in a fierce firefight with the th Tank Regiment. Although outnumbered, the soldiers of the Grenadier Regiment did not panic at all.
"Keep the formation," the regiment commander commanded via radio, "We are the elite of the Northern Division, and we must not let the enemy break through our defense line!"
The tanks and infantry fighting vehicles of the 9th Armored Grenadiers Regiment flexibly shuttled through the snow, using the terrain to their advantage to engage the enemy. Each tank accurately struck the enemy's weak links, while the infantry continued to advance under cover, looking for opportunities to launch a counterattack.
"Enemy reinforcements are arriving soon," the scout reported, "and they will be in large numbers."
"Don't worry," the captain responded calmly, "We are ready."
As the enemy reinforcements approached, the battle entered a white-hot stage. The commander of the 64th Armored Division personally commanded the battle, trying to overwhelm the defense line of the Northern Division with the advantage of numbers.
"Everyone, pay attention," he ordered, "Concentrate your firepower and break through the enemy's defenses!"
However, the soldiers of the 9th Armored Grenadiers Regiment were not afraid. Under the command of the regiment commander, they used flexible tactics and accurate firepower to tenaciously resist the enemy's attack.
“Enemy trying to break through on the left flank,” a platoon leader reported. “Requesting reinforcements.”
"Second Company, support the left wing," the regiment commander ordered decisively, "First Company, continue to suppress the enemy's frontal firepower."
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