My Third Empire

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In the Soviet headquarters, Rokosovsky laughed bitterly as he listened to the gradually sparse German guns, and poured himself a glass of vodka. ＠ 乐 ＠ 文 ＠ 小 ＠said | Now his suffering is only known to him. In his eyes, the battle of Stalingrad has come to an end in the process of Küchler ’s counterattack.

The ancient method is not necessarily a backward method, otherwise there will not be so many people now studying Sunzi's art of war, which is more than two thousand years old. Facts have proved that what Sun Tzu studied and summarized two thousand five hundred years ago is worthy of repeated scrutiny even in the 21st century.

So from Zeng Guofan, a stubborn old man in the Manchu government, I learned some stupid methods that conform to the status quo of the German army. Zeng Guofan's sentence "Hard Walled Fight" made any surprise attacks and infiltrations into chaos, and chaotic street fighting became orderly, which lost more than half of the original power of street fighting.

Küchler had not fully adapted the Germans to street fighting, and in disguised form, developed into a positional battle similar to trench warfare. This thing was played by the Germans in the last war with the French for a full four years. It can be regarded as Expert among experts. It is precisely because of this change in the nature of the battlefield that the Germans reduced their losses and at the same time felt like a fish.

On the temporary platform near Stalingrad West Station, a German train stopped slowly. In the clean and tidy compartment, the Ukrainian soldiers dressed neatly came out. These soldiers were all recruits who had just been recruited from Ukraine. After a short training, he was sent to the cruelest battlefield in the world.

These Ukrainian soldiers wearing steel helmets and black SS military uniforms just walked off the train and saw the Ukrainian wounded people on the platform. These wounded soldiers were covered with thick bandages and waited for the train. There was also a scream of tears.

After all, not everyone is treated to enjoy high-grade pain medicine such as Ma Fei. Most soldiers only use it during amputation surgery. During the long recovery period, they can only pass these people by yelling. Tragic tragic time.

The young Ukrainian guys who had just walked out of the farm or village for less than a month, so under the reprimand of the chief, simply lined up and started to walk outside the train station, but most of them were Before stepping on his legs, he curiously looked at the wounded soldiers who lacked arms and legs.

No war is undead, and there may be robot-to-robot wars in the future, but at least before 1939, this kind of thing has not happened in human civilization. No matter if the two sides hacked each other on the ancient battlefield, or in the modern history, the two sides shot and fired at each other, after all, there will be dead people, and there will inevitably be wounded soldiers.

In such a tragic battlefield of Stalingrad, wounded soldiers are naturally the most common sight. In the field hospital, sawed arms or thighs can be seen everywhere. In the rear burial place, they can often be seen full. The corpse's car passed the gate.

The proportion of Ukrainian soldiers killed here is quite large. I heard that the probability of once reaching one-half. These young recruits from the rear to the front line are generally thrown by the veterans to the most dangerous battlefield. Talents who can survive Opportunity to survive the second or third day.

Looking not far away, the Ukrainian wounded soldiers were carried onto the train by the slightly wounded German soldiers, doctors and nurses. All Ukrainian recruits had a look of fear on their faces. After all, they had not experienced real cruel fighting. Let them see the future encounter, it really hurt morale.

"Okay! Do n’t look at those soldiers anymore! In comparison, they are already lucky, they can get more land, and they have to settle down." The Ukrainian officers who encouraged everyone to fight on the platform seemed to have already Numb, shouting at the recruits: "Stand up in the queue! You will be added to each unit separately in a while! Everyone can get papers and pens at night, and they can write to the family."

Another Ukrainian staff member also stood in the center of the team and began to confirm over and over again that his work was completed: "Is there anyone else who has not made a will? Is there someone who has no family members? Does anyone need to make a will! People who need it Come to me to gather! "

There was chaos on the whole platform. The Ukrainian soldiers shoved and started to go down the platform. The gate was divided into several narrow exits, and only one person at a time was allowed at these exits. Outside the barbed wire is the registration office and German officers, who will add the recorded Ukrainian soldiers to the frontline Ukrainian troops in a random way.

"Everyone can get a box of canned food! Tonight you will have a very sumptuous dinner." A German officer stood on a wooden box and shouted loudly to the Ukrainian youths passing by: " The head of state gave Ukraine hope! We will fight for the head of state! Overthrow Stalin's evil rule! "

The military orchestra repeats the majestic music in the distance, and whenever the train with additional personnel arrives, they will play the music that has been repeated countless times. A Ukrainian women's choir is singing loudly, and the content of the lyrics is nothing more than bleeding blood for the head of state for Ukraine.

After being taken away by their respective supplementary troops, these Ukrainian youths finally felt a tense battlefield atmosphere. The German tanks parked on the roadside were covered with camouflage nets and anti-aircraft anti-aircraft guns. Large caliber artillery.

They entered the material supply camp at the rear of their respective troops and distributed them to the tents. Personal items are not allowed in these tents, because these tents will be used by the next batch of recruits. Here they were asked to rest and exercise normally, zip around the nearby roads and visit German positions of powerful large-caliber artillery artillery. Before dinner, they have to listen to the representative from their hometown read aloud the happy life of their hometown. This is one of the ideological education contents with German characteristics.

"Carefully check the weapon in your hand!" On the morning of the next day, these soldiers had a hearty dinner of canned meat and vegetables and mashed potatoes. After a happy night's sleep, they basically forgot to see it at the train station. In this tragic scene, they will receive their rifles at this time. In the roar of the school gunmen, they will check whether the weapons assigned to them are qualified.

These firearms have a uniform number, you can find the manufacturer, and if there is a problem, you can trace everyone who passed through the production process. The inspection work is generally very smooth, because the Mauser 98k rifle has a simple structure and a huge output, so the reliability is very high.

Then the recruits will learn their last lesson before going to the battlefield. A German grenadier began to explain in detail the various problems that may be encountered on the battlefield: "First point! Try to lower your head! This will ensure that the bullet will not hit your vital parts! If you can choose, I hope You try to use your arms or backpack to greet the bullets, not your head! "

As he said, he stretched out his second finger: "The second point! Try to look for bunkers after being shot, corpses and gravel piles, corners are all right! Then call out to the medical guards loudly. Unless you really move No, otherwise try not to stop, it will make you an enemy target! "

Then he stretched out his third finger and continued to say loudly: "Operate against the wall! Obey his command! Have a good relationship with your comrade-in-arms! Don't smoke at night, or you will be sifted! ... "

Everyone was holding their own guns, listening to the German soldier whispering in German tirelessly, Ukrainian translated word by word explanation, and further away a bald man wearing a Holy See costume kept all the recruits there. Prayer, the prayer message he said was not well understood, but most people still followed the man with a cross on his chest religiously.

Finally, some grass-roots officers from the front-line troops who were sent to receive supplementary soldiers began to roar: "The people in this row stood up! Follow me! The army number is the 33rd Infantry Division of Ukraine! Don't get confused! 33rd Division! understand?"

There were others who shouted in the same hysterical voice: "You will be the soldiers of the 40th Division of Heroes of Ukraine in the future! We are the most elite troops! We have once repelled those **** Soviets 10 attacks! We have never Failed! Give me a spirit! Say you! "

"Do you think these recruits can really consume a large number of Soviet soldiers?" A German colonel officer stood in front of his tent and asked his fellow artillery commanders behind him while shaving.

"Half of them will die on the front line, and half of the remaining half will be injured and become disabled." The artillery colonel made an indifferent expression: "But if they don't go, we Germans themselves Young people are desperately going up, so I still hope that these Ukrainians will end this war soon. "

He glanced at the infantry colonel who participated in the offensive operation yesterday and said with a smile: "I heard that your troops played well yesterday, and General Küchler praised you by name, and said he would nominate you for the Iron Cross Medal? "

"My men were killed in battle, and they deserved a medal." The shaved colonel looked vaguely at the Ukrainian recruits who were assigned to various front-line troops in the distance, and said, "Every experience Soldiers fighting in this prison should have their own medals, their own medals! "

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