3rd Ukrainian Front - 3rd Ukrainian Front in October 1943 During Zaporozhe-Dniepropetrovsk Operation

3rd Ukrainian Front in October 1943 During Zaporozhe-Dniepropetrovsk Operation

Front Commander: General of Army Rodion Malinovsky

Rifle Troops (Infantry):

1st Guards Army:

6th Guards Rifle Corps

20th Guards Rifle Division

152nd Rifle Division

34th Rifle Corps

6th Rifle Division

24th Rifle Division

228th Rifle Division

195th Rifle Division

3rd Guards Army:

34th Guards Rifle Corps

59th Guards Rifle Division

61st Guards Rifle Division

279th Rifle Division

32nd Rifle Corps

259th Rifle Division

266th Rifle Division

279th Rifle Division


8th Guards Army:

28th Guards Rifle Corps

39th Guard Rifle Division

79th Guards Rifle Division

88th Guard Rifle Division

29th Guards Rifle Corps

27th Guards Rifle Division

74th Guards Rifle Division

82nd Guards Rifle Division

33rd Rifle Corps

50th Rifle Division

78th Rifle Division

6th Army:

4th Guards Rifle Corps

47th Guards Rifle Division

57th Guards Rifle Division

26th Guards Rifle Corps

25th Guards Rifle Division

35th Guards Rifle Division

12th Army:

66th Rifle Corps

203rd Rifle Division

333rd Rifle Division

60th Guards Rifle Division

244th Rifle Division

Front Armour Troops:

1st Guards Mechanized Corps

1st Guards Mechanized Brigade

2nd Guards Mechanized Brigade

3rd Guards Mechanized Brigade

9th Guards Tank Brigade

23rd Tank Corps

3rd Tank Brigade

39th Tank Brigade

135th Tank Brigade

56th Motorised Rifle Brigade

Front Air Forces:

17th Air Army

1st Guards Mixed Aviation Corps

1st Mixed Aviation Corps

9th Mixed Aviation Corps

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