Battle of the Third Reich

There are many bends on the Bug River, so the water flow is not very turbulent, so the silt accumulates for many years, and some river shoals are only 30 to 40 meters wide. On both sides of the river bank, there are thick bushes. These trees are used to stabilize the river bank dam. No one has been cutting down for a long time. At this time, it has become a natural barrier, blocking the eyes peeping from the opposite bank.

SS sergeant Swainbach crouched down next to a bush of junipers and took out the telescope from the leather box at the waist. Taking off a sheepskin glove and stuffing it into the arms of a fur coat, the sergeant took off the leather goggles cover on the telescope, then raised his wrist to look at the time.

"Ten minutes." Swaynbach turned his head and whispered to his companion behind him.

The companion nodded to indicate receipt, depressing his body and moving towards the sergeant's right side.

"I hope this information won't be mistaken again." Swaynbach muttered, looking up at the other side with his telescope.

Just beside a cedar forest 500 meters away from the river bank, there are neatly parked three gray-white winter-painted Volkswagen barrel cars, and two snow-covered camouflage tricycles parked in the soil not far from the barrel cars On the road.

There is a camouflage awning erected on the open ground. A standard mobile cooking car is parked by the shed. The original beautiful blue-gray army paint was smeared with white paint. The black chimney was lightly white. The smoke quickly dissipated in the air under the cold wind of the forest.

The weather finally cleared. The dazzling sunlight passed through the gaps between the clouds and fell on the white field. The whole world seemed to be warming up.

Lieutenant Max sat on his folding chair under the awning, enjoying the quiet time that intoxicated him before the battle.

"Your coffee, Lieutenant." The young sergeant placed an aluminum drinking glass on the small table at the lieutenant's hand.

"Thank you, Corporal Schrodinger." The lieutenant raised his head and looked at the other's immature face, with a warm smile on his face.

"Do you usually listen to Wagner's opera? Corporal Schrödinger." The lieutenant put his finger on the mouth of the aluminum cup and asked the corporal with a smile.

"This, I don't know why you suddenly asked about this, I actually don't know much about music." Corporal Schrodinger scratched his face embarrassedly.

"Did you ever take a music class at school?" the lieutenant asked with a smile.

"Ah, I skipped class and ran to play." Corporal said happily that he was a scum.

"Understood, you should study hard in the SS, Corporal Schrodinger." The lieutenant picked up the coffee and delivered it to his mouth, and the glasses were immediately covered with white mist.

"Yes, I will study hard, sir." The corporal nodded happily.

"Sir, this is the liaison signal of the battalion." The signalling soldier suddenly reported loudly.

"Is there news from the fourth company?" The lieutenant put the glass on the table, stood up, and walked to the radio.

This is a L.S100/108 radio station produced by the German Lorenz company (lorenz), the operating frequency is between 0.2-1.2WHZ, is a standard long-range military radio station of the German Army. Generally, this level of radio is only distributed to the battalion-level command unit or field communication center. It can be powered by a generator or a backup battery, and can be loaded on an armored command vehicle or a semi-tracked armored vehicle, and follow the command for field operations.

This sunshade was specially built for this sophisticated communication equipment, and a six-meter-high mast antenna was erected behind the shed.

The lieutenant took the spare earphones from the signal soldiers, put one earpiece to his ear, and the other hand picked up the microphone microphone.

"Yes, I'm Max, sir." Then the lieutenant's expression suddenly became very serious: "Hi! Reinhardt!".

"We deployed two battalion troops on this line of defense, and the assault squad led by Lieutenant Max was the most brilliant." Major General Wilma, leader of the SS brigade, introduced him respectfully and diligently.

"Berlin has noticed your results. General Wilma, the heads of state are very satisfied with your performance." Dougan stood in front of the military map hanging on the office wall and tapped on the back with his finger to mark it with a blue pencil Out of the zone.

"Thank you very much, General Dougan, I will convey this good news to my subordinates." Wilma bowed his head respectfully, and saluted the confidant of the Empire's head.

Dougan was promoted two days ago. Xu Jun hoped that during the New Year's victory parade, Dougan could wear the uniform of the SS brigade captain and stand by his side. Before waiting for Dougan to twist off the thread on the military rank badge, he was sent by the head of state to the Eastern Frontier overnight, where he was to honor a group of meritorious SS personnel and bring some of them back to Berlin.

"The Lieutenant Max we talked about just now is on this list of honors. I remember it should be a first-level iron cross medal. By the way, his unit is..." Dougan looked at Major General Wilma.

"The ninth special operations battalion of the SS, he is now the company commander of the second company, the codename of the unit is "werewolf." Wilma replied.

"Werewolves... troops?" The Major General SS turned his head and looked at the map on the wall.

"How did the Russians look during this time, did you find any more special moves." Dougan turned around and dusted the black armbands of the gray-green uniform cuffs with his fingers.

"Ah, yes, the Russians' recent cross-border activities have become very frequent, especially in this area..." Wilma pointed to the map and introduced it to Dougan.

After the Soviet Union and Germany demarcated the border, it was quite peaceful for a long time. Both sides of the Soviet Union adopted a strict border patrol system, mainly to prevent the Polish on both sides from secretly crossing the border.

Most of them fled from the Soviet-occupied area to the German-occupied area, mainly the poor Polish landlords and intellectuals who were not caught. These are the first targets of repression by the red regime. The Germans’ life may be bad, but At least they will not be exiled to the Arctic Circle.

In order to maintain apparent friendship with the Soviet Union while Hitler was still alive, these stowaways were usually arrested and returned to the Soviet Union. This is basically equivalent to the death sentence of these poor guys. After the Soviet border guards received stowaways from the Germans, they often shot them in front of the Germans. And because it was Polish civilians who died, and under Nazi’s perennial propaganda, it was difficult to expect German soldiers to show some sympathy for these people.

And from the German control zone to the east, it is often the Jewish civilians with low assets. Although they heard that the situation of exclusion from the Soviet Union is also very serious, they feel that they should not be as deadly as the Germans.

If such Polish Jewish stowaways are caught by the Soviet border guards, their identities will be handed over to the General Administration of Security. If they have identity certificates but are not claimed by relatives in the Soviet Union, they will usually be sentenced to smuggling for several years of hard labor and then distributed to A certain frontier area has stoned arable land.

Generally speaking, the two sides have cooperated on the border line, and the large-scale armed forces will not be too close to the border to avoid misjudgment.

Because Sud signed a treaty of non-aggression against each other, the relationship between the two armies is still peaceful. It was only in the context of the general cleansing that the Soviet army prohibited officers and soldiers from privately contacting the Germans, worrying about being bought and corroded by the German Nazis.

On the contrary, the German grass-roots officers and soldiers on the other side generally have a certain favor for the Soviet Union. This is thanks to the Nazi Party’s previous propaganda to convince them that there is a solid friendship between the Soviet Union and Germany. Britain and France are the common enemy of the Soviet Union and Germany.

However, the days of tranquility will not last long. In 40 years, the Germans attacked the Western Front, and the atmosphere at the eastern border became subtle. When the news of the Germans' victory on the Western Front came, the tranquility of the border was gone forever. .

Suddenly crossing the border for a long time has suddenly resurrected. The German patrols on the banks of the Bug River frequently found traces left after the activities of personnel. Soon the German border guards realized that the situation was starting to change. A storm commando accidentally found buried ammunition and weapons in a Polish farm near the border.

The seized firearms and ammunition were all produced in France, and should be weapons distributed by the Polish Army. The German army had already seized a large number of such arms. I believe there are still a lot of civilians scattered in Poland. However, judging from the packaging on the outside of these weapons, these things should have been buried not long ago, and they should not have been hidden by a farmer.

In the ensuing investigation, the military obtained more and more evidence, and finally they decided that this was not a smuggling at all, but an organized and planned military infiltration operation carried out by professional soldiers.

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