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- Germany-Russia border, March 1966. !
After the Ukrainian uprising broke out, the German army responded quickly and desperately moved closer to Russia from the previously captured Robbinstel to cooperate with the Ukrainian uprising.
This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and Germany will never let it go easily, even if it snows heavily in Russia in March.
No matter what, no matter what kind of bad weather or cold, nothing can stop the German army from advancing. No one misses the chance to turn the tide of battle.
And this must rely on the tenacious and brave spirit of the German soldiers. £® £® £® £® £®
"Are you sure this is here?"
"Sure!" Simon looked at Zorn cautiously. Tucker handed over the telescope: "Take a good look. The Russians haven't surrounded this place yet. We are one step ahead."
Tuckett brought the telescope close to his eyes. Even through his gloves, Tuckett felt its coldness, as if he was holding a piece of ice: "A forest, a wooden house, a small frozen lakeSimon "Are you dead? Why are you so cold?" Tucket pointed at him through the telescope.
We have known each other many years ago. Simon is a child from Tucket's neighbor. He is a few years younger than Tuckett. However, in those years, children did not have toys, and children with a few years difference also played together - playing with clay every day. Blocks and stones were thrown at each other.
"Zorn!" Simon patted Tackett's boots: "Give me your kettle, mine is frozen and can't be opened." Tuckett put down the telescope and handed over the kettle on his waist. He glanced at the dozens of brothers hiding in the snow with them behind him. I remember that when he joined the army, Simon's mother specifically called Tackett aside: "Zon, promise me that you will take more care of me."
¡®Your brother,. £® £® £® £® £® ". That's what she said at the time, and she kissed Tackett on the cheek: "God bless you. "
Tackett looked at every familiar face behind him, some of whom had fought alongside him until now. "Zorn! What did you see? Let's attack!" The faces said to Tuckett, conveying this clear message to Tuckett with their eyes. Simon's mother asked Tuckett to "take more care" of his child. The aunt may not know what "taking more care" means on the battlefield. £® £® £® £® £® Tackett also has a mother, and he also wants to come home alive.
"Zorn!" Simon pulled Tucker away from his thoughts: "Let's attack, or the brothers will freeze to death here!"
Tucker took one last look at the peaceful wooden house, the pine forest, and the frozen lake 200 meters away. "Brothers, get ready!" A dozen shivering warriors crawled over from behind and approached Tuckett, waiting for his arrangements. "Hansen, take Joe and Locke behind the pile of snow on the left and wait for my order to charge. Otto, stop scratching your feet. Take three people and carry an explosive pack to the ditch on the right. Simon takes Bo The five brothers from Landenburg's commando team followed me, and we walked forward. Everyone threw away their burdens and supplies and ran as fast as possible¡ªthose who want to eat meat or smoke, just run with it in your mouth!" , Tuckett turned around and patted Simon's helmet: "You kid, don't run in front of me!"
"Start now, prepare to attack for 60 seconds, wait for my signal. Go!" The soldiers began to move to both sides.
¡°I won¡¯t spare you my bullets.¡± Simon sneered and poked Tuckett with the butt of his gun. It was so cold that everything was frozen. Tuckett couldn't even feel his legs.
The sky is hazy and worse snow may fall at any time.
"Now" Tuckett looked to the left and right for the last time. Hansen and Otto told Tuckett that they were ready with their eyes: "Charge!"
Tucker got up from the ground and started running. The snow around him was kicked away by us, like ripples in the water.
Several Brandenburg commando soldiers led by Simon behind him almost ran in front of Tackett - even though they only met temporarily, the amazing physical strength and will of these elite German commando soldiers always surprised Tackett.
Hot air sprayed from his mouth and covered Tuckett's vision like morning mist, but with his peripheral vision, he still caught a glimpse of two groups of brothers on the left and right kicking away the snow like them, running as fast as they could toward the finish line 200 meters away. .
The cabins and pine forest remain eerily quiet. For a moment, Tuckett felt that his previous worries were unnecessary. He ran with his people towards a passage leading to freedom. £® £® £® £® £® Or a trap leading to death. Tuckett panted, with a sense of paranoia, hoping that an old hunter or woodcutter wearing a fur coat would lazily walk out of the cabin at this time, and would be frightened by their attacking momentum and become unable to move. £® £® £® £® £® Then all Tuckett's concerns would be unnecessary.
When they advance toAt 50 meters, something did come out of the wooden house - not a woodcutter, but a Russian bullet.
A Maxim screamed from the darkness of the cabin, lighting up a corner of the trap.
"Get down! Get down!" Tackett shouted desperately, rolling forward and burying his body into the snow in front of him. Tuckett heard the person behind him doing the same thing, but he couldn't see anything, and the snow stung his face.
Tackett immediately reached for the grenade on his waist and stuck his head out of the snow. Maxim was not focused on opening fire on the Germans; it turned out that Otto's group had drawn their firepower. This brief negligence of the Russian army was their only chance. Tackett turned around, and before he could give his order, the commando soldiers behind him had already set up their light machine guns.
"Simon! Smoke bomb! Hurry!" Tackett knew that at this time, only smoke bombs could cut off Maxim's sight, and they could have a chance to fight back.
"alright!"
¡°Throw it!¡± Tackett shouted, pulled the string, and threw the cylindrical smoke bomb into the snow 30 meters away.
¡°Ah¡ªfuck it!¡± Simon shouted angrily. Tackett turned around and found that the smoke bomb was still in his hand: ¡°The lid is frozen and can¡¯t be opened!¡±
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" the commando machine gunner shouted from behind. Tuckett quickly rolled to avoid it, and the MG62 behind him rubbed against Tuckett's body, spitting out tongues of fire indiscriminately.
The machine gun bullets drew a straight line in the snow and poured straight into the window of the cabin.
Tucker¡¯s smoke bomb did not work. The surrounding snow was too thick. The snow blocks probably covered the smoke bomb, and the smoke did not disperse.
"Zorn! Look in the woods!" Simon climbed up to Tuckett and pointed to the pine forest behind the cabin. A group of white soldiers gradually left the shadow of the pine trees and began to join the battle.
"We withdraw! We withdraw!" Tackett shouted: "This place is already surrounded by enemies! This is a trap - a trap!"
¡°Can¡¯t withdraw!¡± Simon shouted while grabbing Tackett amid the sound of machine gun fire. Tackett looked at him in surprise, wondering if the boy he once knew was tinged with too much fanaticism.
"If we don't evacuate, we will all die here!" Tackett retorted, pulling out a grenade from his waist.
"The encirclement will get tighter and tighter - if we withdraw now, we will never have a chance again! No more!"
"You want to get out alive?" The sound of the machine gun made Tackett almost unable to hear what he was shouting. He pulled out the grenade and threw it towards the wooden house.
¡°I don¡¯t want to die in this hellish place¡ªand you don¡¯t want to die in this hellish place either!¡± Simon grabbed Tackett and shouted in his ear.
At that moment, Tackett saw fear deep in his eyes. Looking at him in surprise: "You want to escape?"
¡°Let¡¯s go together!¡± A burst of enthusiasm flashed across Simon¡¯s face, as if all hope was in it: ¡°Let¡¯s go out¡ªright now!¡±
There was still the sound of fanatic firing and shouting all around. In the distance, Hansen's three men on the left launched a charge into the pine forest. The three men, carrying submachine guns and grenades, rushed towards a small dirt bag not far from the pine forest, where they might be able to stop the Russians. £® £® £® £® £® But they only made it a few steps before the Russians shot them. Before Hansen's grenade could even be thrown, he tumbled over in the snow. The grenade exploded, spraying the snow and tearing Hansen's body into pieces.
Tucker looked to the right, Otto and his three brothers had become frozen corpses in the snow.
The commando soldiers behind them continued to fight around their machine guns. I don¡¯t know whether it is the desire for death or the hope for life that supports them.
Simon¡¯s gun didn¡¯t stop for a moment. He calmly pulled the bolt, pulled the trigger, took aim, and loaded the gun. The lean young man leaned on the snow in front of him and shot at the Russian troops in the pine forest like a machine. £® £® £® £® £® To Tuckett's surprise, we actually gradually gained an advantage in this raid. The Russians did not seem to have an absolute numerical advantage. When Tucker changed his fourth magazine, the Russian offensive collapsed and the survivors retreated into the woods behind in twos and threes.
"Move to the right side." Tackett ordered the members of the Brandenburg Commando behind him, and affirmed their bravery with his eyes. The latter didn't say anything, and started to put away the MG62's bracket while panting slightly tiredly. The barrel emitted strong gray smoke due to overheating.
The ground trembled faintly, like a prelude to an earthquake.
"Why is it on the right side?" Simon seemed to have a better idea: "We should go to the cabin and fight them in the woods!"
"The ground is shaking, little one." When Tackett said this, it was like another warning.?Him: The tanks are coming.
Tucker grabbed some ammunition and grenades from a fallen commando brother behind him, and even a small cake. £® £® £® £® £® Then we caught up with a few people, and we hunkered down and moved in the snow towards the place where Otto's soldiers on the right wing had died.
It was very quiet all around. Several corpses immediately turned into the color of snow, as if nothing had happened.
After a series of difficult transfers, they arrived. The Russians' marksmanship was not very good, and several cold shots failed to hit them. The place where Otto and others died was a shallow depression. Tackett quickly ordered the commando soldiers to pile up the bodies of several people to make a simple bunker, and put the machine gun behind it.
Otto is a veteran who cherishes his body. Whether in the rear or on the front line, Otto Sr. exercised his muscles seriously every night. The old guy had repeatedly claimed that he was undoubtedly the most athletic man in the division. Tackett thought about these interesting details as he and the commandos lifted his body. Otto's body was torn apart by Maxim and was riddled with holes, almost losing his human appearance. He was still holding an unthrown grenade in his hand.
Tuckert grabbed the grenade and kept it out of his waist.
There seems to be a rare gap in the battle, and neither side has the manpower to organize any attack.
Tucker took out his cigarette, said a few words of condolences to the soldiers of the Brandenburg Commando, and then came to the other end of the depression. "We can get out!" Tackett crawled over to Simon and whispered to him. Simon was loading his rifle. He didn't raise his head, but a curved smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "We will definitely be able to get out - as long as we don't die in the hands of this tank later!"
When he said this, Tuckett's smile disappeared. £® £® £® £® £® Under Otto's body, there was still the unignited explosive pack - their only hope against the tank.
¡°What day is it today, little guy?¡± ¡°Little guy: It¡¯s the nickname Tuckett has given him since he was a child.
The ground kept shaking, as if it was slowly getting closer. Russian troops in the woods supported by their tanks. !
"No. 8." He glanced at his watch, but didn't seem to notice the abusive name Tackett called him.
"The 11th, Simon - if Tuckett remembers it correctly, March 11th is your birthday, right?" During this quiet moment of fighting, Tuckett took out his cigarette case and pulled out a plug. into the mouth of an old friend, and then lit.
Simon smiled tiredly, squinted his eyes and looked at Tuckett: "Ah you still remember it after so many years." He held the cigarette between two fingers, took it out, and blew out the gray smoke.
Tucker noticed his fingers were shaking.
¡°Where were you on March 11th of the year before last, little one?¡±
"Number 11 in 364, have you forgotten, Zorn, we were training at Hausen Barracks at that time, and your physical training failed Aha!"
"Passed!" Tackett retorted angrily: "I just didn't meet the standard of excellence - I am the normal person! You are the abnormal one!"
Simon laughed: "Am I abnormalYeah, so I was selected into the SS, but you were not." Indeed, 64 years later, Tackett was incorporated into the Infantry Division of the Wehrmacht. Simon was selected into the "Totenkopf" division, the most elite division of the SS.
"Did you go home and watch it later?" Tuckett thought of Simon's mother.
"No, I never went home again." He looked up at the sky and sighed melancholy.
"What happened next, where were you in 1965?"
"It was 1965 Let me think about it Berlin I was in Berlin at that time."
¡°Didn¡¯t you find a girl to fuck with?¡± Tackett smirked at him and took a puff of his cigarette.
"Ohforget it. You Wehrmacht soldiers can go out to find girls at will, but our SS won't let you do anything We have strict discipline Ouch, for God's sake For your sake, don¡¯t mention it,¡± Simon lowered his head and started smoking.
They met by chance with their friends a few weeks ago, when many troops were mixed together. Before that, they had heard nothing from each other. It seems that these years of experience have changed Simon, a brave and straightforward child in Tuckett's impression.
They were silent for a while: "So where do you think you will be on your 23rd birthday on March 11, 1966?" Tackett nudged him with his elbow in an innocent manner, joking.
"Haha" Simon smiled gloomily and looked very tired: "If we can't move forward in two days then I'm afraid it will be Tucker's last birthday." He
He stared at Tucker with a sneer, took the last puff of his cigarette, and thenHe patiently threw away the cigarette butt: "But who the hell cares My birthday? Who do you think I am the head of state? Haha No. No-no!" Simon shook his head, snatched the cigarette from Tuckett's mouth, and put it into his own mouth.
Simon looked in pain, Tuckett knew it, but Tackett couldn't say it.
"Little guy," Tuckett patted his shoulder like a big brother: "I will keep you alive no matter what."
Simon looked at Tuckett with a sneer. He almost laughed, but Tuckett knew that it was not sarcasm: "Really?"
"Heyit's true." Tackett said seriously, patting his chest, but he also laughed in the end.
Tucker is laughing at himself, this ridiculous promise!
Russian tanks appeared on the ice of the frozen lake to the right of the cabin, and the Russian troops in the pine forest also resumed their offensive with the support of the tanks. Several commandos bravely fought under tank fire, but the situation was different from what they expected. £® £® £® £® £® There are two enemy tanks.
And they only have one explosive bag.
Dead.
"Simon! Don't come over! Don't fucking come over!" Tackett grabbed the explosive bag from Simon's hand: "Stay there! Don't move!" Simon was wounded, and a bullet accidentally penetrated his thigh. The blood flowed out, but it instantly froze on the wound.
Tackett couldn't hear the cry of "little guy!" Tackett couldn't hear the sound of machine gun fire. Tackett couldn't hear the cry of the Russian charging. £® £® £® £® £® Tackett could only think of the two Russian tanks in front of him!
Knock them off, and the road to victory lies ahead! If we can't get rid of them, everyone will die in this damn place!
"You withdraw! Don't worry about us! We have to move forward! You withdraw - just report that we died in the battle! Hurry!" Tackett turned back and shouted to several soldiers of the Brandenburg Commando, but they seemed not to Tackett's voice was heard.
The ground is covered with snow and ice, and in front of it are two Russian tanks that have not noticed Takote. These light tanks were deadly to infantry.
Tackett was already very close to one of the tanks, which spotted the Germans and fired a volley of machine-gun bullets at Tuckett. Tackett rolled and barely dodged. The ice was so thick that the bullets did not penetrate it. But Tackett couldn't care anymore - he immediately took out the lighter from his pocket and finally lit the explosive bag.
There is no more hesitation, either victory - or death! Tackett screamed wildly, then he jumped up and threw the explosive package.
"Boom! Collapse!" The thick ice surface was exploded. The first Russian tank was still firing, but it also sank little by little with the broken ice.
It never stopped fighting, and finally disappeared into the lake like a battleship! - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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