When the rain of gunfire finally subsided, Eric turned and lay down in the gun-filled trench, looking up at the sky in a distorted position. Night had fallen, and the dark sky was like a velvet cloth used to hold gold and silver ornaments in a jewelry store, and the light shone in the darkness. The snow had stopped, but the cumulus clouds that covered the sky had not dissipated, which meant that the superior air forces of the Western Allies were still unable to provide a strong aid to the ground war. The Soviets' first offensive was often tentative, with their artillery needed to obtain accurate target positions and then destroy the enemy's points of fire with heavy, suppressive artillery fire – something that the German soldiers in the trench were all too familiar with.

After the battle stopped, it was only about ten minutes off, Eric heard the sound of passwords in the trenches one after another, the officers were calling the front-line soldiers to retreat to the anti-artillery bunker through the communication trenches, they were only two or three hundred meters away from the forward trenches, and two or three kilometers away, walking back and forth was quite physically demanding, but the farther you walked, the higher the chances of surviving the enemy's shelling, the obvious trade-off made the German soldiers wearing Allied uniforms and using Allied weapons get up and backward regardless of fatigue, and Eric is no exception. In the darkness, the sound of heavy footsteps, wheezing, and equipment bumping against each other was so familiar, except for the occasional flare that lit up, and what I saw was not the surging steel helmets along the ears that had been targets in the scope and looked so awkward on the heads of my companions.

Survival is more important than anything, Eric didn't spend time getting a steel helmet that wasn't so nasty, he walked mechanically, his strength was already overdrawn, sweat running down his back, but not far enough, he felt that it was not far enough, the Soviets were so fierce that they would definitely attack the line with a storm of fire next. In this silent supplication, the captain who led the team led his small troops to withdraw farther than the ranks of his fellow neighbors. By the time Eric felt his wound about to burst, the bearded German officer, who looked to be in his thirties, finally raised his right arm. The soldiers slowed down with relief, each choosing an anti-shelling bunker connected to the trench based on experience and feeling.

Eric looked at the bottom of the circular bunker around him, which was more than two meters deep from the ground and could accommodate seven or eight people, and the small ones could also squeeze into four or five people, he found a relatively small one and drilled in, which had shrunk one soldier, followed by three more, and five people compactly occupied the space of the bunker, and it became a luxury to straighten their legs.

"Damn, damn bad, the Soviets are still so difficult! I really want to catch each of them and hang them under the beams of the house and beat them up! ”

The person who said this was sitting to the left of Eric, also with a beard, and his voice sounded like a young man who had just come of age, but he looked like he was more than ten years older. In this improvised combat team, most of them are just familiar with each other, and many of them can't even name each other. This is a bit nonsensical, but many people who fought with the Soviet army have similar thoughts.

The German soldiers who were huddled together in this anti-shelling bunker all laughed, helpless and a little glad that the experience of fighting with the Soviet army had increased again, and those who were still alive were also considered.

The person opposite Eric sighed: "Napoleon, France, who swept Europe, can't beat Hitler's Germany, who swept Europe, can't beat the Americans, the British, and the incompetent France and Poland together, and I still can't beat it when I see it!" ”

Another person said: "If you can beat or not, it's all between them, what are we?" No matter how you look at it, it's a tragedy! ”

The man opposite Eric whispered again: "Alas, guys, I can't do it, so surrender to the Soviets!" Will they be able to live, and they will have bread to eat, and won't they have our men on their side? If they win this war, we will be one of the victors, at least we will not have to stay in the prisoner of war camps until the new German government is formed, and maybe we will be able to get a military position! ”

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps nearby, and the German soldiers who were huddled together closed their mouths in unison, and when the footsteps were no longer audible, the person on Eric's right also whispered: "Although the Western Allies are also a bunch of bastards, I don't like the tyranny and brutality of the Soviets even more, if they occupy and control Germany, we and our descendants will live a miserable life for decades to come." I've heard that if the Soviets win a decisive victory this time, they will launch an offensive on an unprecedented scale next summer, breaking through the Polish defenses, through Germany, all the way to the English Channel and the coast of the Bay of Biscay, so I hope that this time we will be able to withstand the Soviet attack. ”…,

"That's right!" "If I had to choose one or the other, I'd rather Germany be under the control of the Western Allies, and think of the bloody and high-handed policies of the Soviet Union in Ukraine and Poland, and I am afraid that the means will be more cruel." However, throughout history, no country has ever been able to defeat and occupy our land, and Germany will eventually be the Germanic Germany, and sooner or later we will drive the occupiers out of Germany, even if it takes longer and the cost is heavier! We would rather dedicate our precious lives unreservedly to Germany than become vassals of anyone! ”

"Ha, that's a good point!" A cold voice came from outside the bunker, and everyone was stunned, but fortunately, the "observer" was not an outsider, but the commander of this temporary combat company, the bearded Captain Buckhorn. This Buckhorn with the Third Reich Ace Fighter Wing JG52 Super Ace Gerhard. Buckhorn only has the same surname, and this old man served in the 7th Panzer Division of the Wehrmacht, fought vicious battles with the enemy on both the Eastern and Western fronts, and is a recipient of the Knight's Cross, and he is still quite prestigious among this group of improvised German volunteers.

While he was talking, the scream like a whistle sounded in the distance, and the Soviet army's offensive routine was indeed inseparable from the "old three". There was a moment of silence before the shells fell, and when they could tell from the rumbling explosions that the shells were far away, the conversation continued.

"Guys, just now this brother said it well, we should not be vassals of anyone, fighting for the Western allies is just a means of survival. Just got the news that our new commander has arrived, it's General Speidar! ”

Specidar is not listed as a famous general of the Third Reich, but he has a great connection with Rommel, one of Germany's most prominent military generals during World War II, the "Desert Fox" - for a long time, Specdal served as Rommel's chief of staff, until Rommel went to France to repair the "Atlantic Barrier". During Rommel's successful series of military operations, for reasons that are well known, his staff took on a great deal of wartime command responsibilities. Specdar was later arrested for his involvement in Hitler's assassination, and although there is no evidence of direct involvement in the Cabal, he has not held any further position in the military since then. This event ruined Spiceland's military future in the Third Reich, but Seon was not fortunate because he was considered a righteous man against Hitler's military rule, and he was spared from being detained by the Allies along with his former colleagues after the war. At the beginning, he was appointed commander-in-chief of the German demining forces, and later was responsible for the restoration of the German mainland railway line. The German Wehrmacht was formed, and he gave von . Field Marshal Weix served as chief of staff and was responsible for the personnel and training of the troops.

Judging from the reactions of the officers and soldiers in the anti-shelling bunker, although Speidar's reputation among the soldiers of the old empire was not as good as those dazzling generals, he was still expected to be Rommel his deputy all the year round. Captain Buckhorn then lowered his voice and said, "Listen, guys, the Soviet pursuit force has focused its attack on our defensive line, and the next battle may be very tough." In addition, Allied Command has placed all German fighters on the Southern Front under the command of General Spadadar, which means that we will have more support from our former colleagues in the coming period, and it should not be a problem to hold this line of defense several kilometers wide with our strength. ”

Upon hearing this, the pessimist opposite Eric immediately questioned: "But if the other people are gathered here, sir, if the defense line collapses completely because of the friendly forces, won't everyone suffer together?" ”

Outside, there was another shrill whistling of incoming cannonballs, and soon the sky was lit up with flames, and the earth trembled violently with a deafening roar. For most German soldiers, the familiar and terrifying roar of the Katyusha rockets was a magical sound from hell, and they were always capable of causing deadly damage to their own positions, and countless of their comrades had already been killed.

"There are some things that we can't control, and... "The commanders are determined to preserve their military strength to the maximum, and they must be like us in considering and weighing the feasibility of various routes, so there is no need to speculate wildly, if the Allies are caught leaving the troops without permission, all the efforts they have made before will be in vain." Fight with the big army with peace of mind! ”…,

Hearing this, Eric also understood that Captain Buckhorn said that the primary purpose of these was to stabilize the morale of the army, and whether General Spaydar and the commanders of the troops really had the heart to preserve such a difficult force for the future of Germany, and whether they could find a way out of this complicated situation, that can only be answered in time.

At the same time, with the same problem, Lynn, who was far away in the small Bavarian town, was also one of the hard thinkers. Before the night came, he and Tanze chose a hotel adjacent to the former police [Shining God Slaughter] inspection bureau and the current Allied inspection station to stay temporarily, and took the initiative to go to the inspection station to meet the British army inspector stationed here - the British corporal he met in the café before was only a deputy, and the mature and gentlemanly British Army second lieutenant Jon Danmer was the real inspector.

For the staff of the German Red Cross who he has never met, Danmer has always been polite, and Lynn wanted to listen to the only place in the town where he could listen to the radio station openly to hear more first-hand news, since the other party put on a cold face, it was meaningless to lie here, but this time Tanze caught the clues, and after he asked, Danmer reluctantly revealed that he was born of mixed English and German. Once the psychological defenses are breached, it will be much easier to start a conversation next. Lynn pretended to be of mixed English and German descent, but she had lived in Germany with her father since she was a child, and she spoke English very well, and she had never set foot in England. Danmel's case was the opposite, his father was a real British aristocrat, who married his mother in 1913, a year before the outbreak of the First World War, a German lady whom he met on a trip, and when Danmer was born, the war broke out, and the British and German cousins turned against each other on the battlefield, and this hatred became more and more profound as the number of dead increased, so much so that for as long as Danmer can remember, his friends around him have rejected him, insulted him, and called him "the son of a German woman". Although Dimmer didn't say it, Lynn knew that the troubles of his bloodline would inevitably accompany him throughout his upbringing, and even caused him to be treated unfairly again and again. Instead of joining the Royal Navy, which was most revered by the British, he served in the Army, and he was born and personable but was still a second lieutenant at the age of 33, which is probably also caused by blood prejudice.

In order to shorten the distance, Lynn continued his "actor's training", he poured out his sorrow of growing up in Germany as a British-German mixed-race, and many episodes were like Danmer in the mirror, and the two brothers became more and more emotional, and in the end, they almost hugged their heads and cried together. When it was curfew time, Dimmer sent his men out on patrol and fetched a bottle of wine and clinked glasses with Lynn. After three rounds of drinking, the two barely said anything, and although Danmer was silent about the military secrets he knew, the inspection station itself was an office full of military secrets. Dimmer calls his office every hour and a half, which means that communications around Nuremberg have been repaired, or that the Allies have activated secret backup lines, and that the local inspection stations must regularly communicate with their superiors at night to report the situation. When it was almost 12 o'clock, some patrol officers returned one after another, and it seemed that the curfew after midnight [Shinshen Slaughter Group] was relatively weak. In addition, Lynn also witnessed that the Danmer office was equipped with a radio communication device that automatically received signals and output codes, which was consistent with the intelligence department's early reconnaissance results.

"Rest early! Mr. Horst! In order to save you unnecessary trouble, I suggest that you and your colleagues stay here for a few more days, and if the money does not allow, I can arrange free accommodation for you. After drinking nearly half a bottle of whiskey, Dimmer was only reddish-faced, articulate, and in a normal mind, and his walking posture showed no signs of staggering.

Lynn pretended to be drunk: "Oh, it is said that something happened in Nuremberg?" Those high-ranking officials of the old empire will not be ......"

Dammel coughed deliberately: "The situation will be properly handled, you don't have to worry. ”

"Hey, I'm not in the intelligence or news business, it's just personal curiosity." Lynn was about to get up and say goodbye, but her feet slipped and she fell asleep on the couch.

"Mr. Horst? Mr. Horst? Dimmer called twice, and when he saw Lynn looking drunk, he walked to the door to exchange for the soldiers on duty. …,

"Go to the hotel next door and inform the Red Cross guy who was staying in room 3 that his companion was drunk with me and asked him to come over...... Oh, forget it, go tell him that Mr. Horst is here tonight and that he'll pick him up tomorrow morning! ”

Dimmer changed his mind halfway through, which played into Lynn's hands. I heard the other party bring out a blanket from the office, let Lynn and the clothes and boots sleep on the sofa, turn on the fireplace, and then tiptoe Lynn into the office, and only put the briefcase back next to the sofa after half an hour - this briefcase is an important prop for Lynn's operation, which contains detailed information about the German Red Cross's investigation of the living conditions of residents in various places, maps and descriptions of local towns seem to be for the needs of the investigation, and can be directly used for military operations in the hands of experts. The forged diary and family photo also add to the authenticity of this set of props.

After brewing a cup of strong coffee, Dimmer went about his work with confidence. It seems that the attack on the Nuremberg prison has caused a lot of trouble for the Allied occupation forces in Bavaria, and Dimmer has called continuously to inquire about the situation at the surrounding outposts, and then reported it to his superiors - all of this was done around 1 a.m. After this, Dimmer went out the door, and Lynn heard the sound of the car engine disappearing before creeping up. In an age without cameras, all he had to do was make sure that the guards on duty at the door weren't crouching in front of the door to spy on him, and then, in response to Dimmer's unauthorized rummaging through his briefcase, he made a quick walk around his office, with a simple record of instructions from the Allied command in his workbook.

December 20 -

4:52 a.m.: Emergency alert [Flash God Slaughter Group] is strict, and no personnel and vehicles from the direction of Nuremberg are allowed to pass.

7:45 a.m.: The 1st Battalion of the 3rd Battalion of the Highland Cavalry Regiment will arrive within 2 hours to take over the road inspection and launch a dragnet search.

12:17 p.m.: The search area is extended to surrounding villages and farms.

15:30: Organize a search team to enter the forest.

4:45 p.m.: Pay attention to local residents for unusual conditions, enforce a curfew.

9:10 p.m.: Information on the escapees will be transmitted to Bavarian towns and road checkpoints, and will not be released to German residents for the time being.

December 2 -

0:55 a.m.: Passage instructions have been changed, and any U.S. troops passing through the checkpoint must present the latest orders, otherwise they will be seized.

In less than 24 hours, the Allied command issued specific instructions to the local inspection posts, and Lynn flipped a few pages forward, which was more than in the previous week, and it seemed that the Allied occupation forces in Germany were busy enough - the Nuremberg operation had only just begun, and the rest of the content would bring more "surprises" to the world. (To be continued...... If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest move

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