The heavy armored force led by Wendell already accounted for 40% of the strength of the Viking division that could still operate tanks. Not only did Wendell bring the only two King Tiger heavy tanks to a company, he even
He deployed nearly half of Black Panther 2 to increase his strength.
This is not because Wendell is greedy for life and wants to rely on these precious heavy equipment to increase his chances of survival. Wendell has never thought about it this way, let alone done it.
The reason why we did this was because the unexpected surprise battle beneath Hill 239 really left a psychological shadow on our side.
That battle not only destroyed more than half of the logistical supplies and fuel of the besieged German army group, but also wiped out the last remaining organic armored force of the Wehrmacht.
Yes, there was no problem with the Soviet army's intelligence collection, which can be said to be accurate.
After that battle, the only remaining organic armored unit among the more than 40,000 besieged German troops was the SS Viking Division.
The heavy losses and the annihilation of all the Wehrmacht armored forces made the remaining German troops quickly realize a very serious problem...
The sudden attack on the back of the butt must have been of considerable background and with strong troops, otherwise it would not have eaten up the National Defense Forces who came to the rescue so quickly and cleanly, not even a single bone was left.
When you come out, you must know that it is a whole regiment of tanks plus an equal number of infantry.
What kind of strength would it be like to be able to assemble such a mechanized mixed force and eat all the enemies in a few hours?
A Guards Tank Division?
No, this is not enough.
According to the German army's guess, this should at least be something that a Russian tank army can do.
Considering the worst-case scenario, the German army analyzed and judged the current situation and believed that there should be a Russian tank corps at the front and rear chasing and intercepting its own side. And the tank corps that caught up behind it should be the tank corps that had previously attacked our side.
The group whose supplies were lost had a large number of heavy tanks and was more powerful than the other tank army in front of them.
Therefore, Wendel was able to bring nearly half of the Viking division's armored strength to the rescue at one time. This was a decision made only after the Germans had truly realized the seriousness of the situation.
Unfortunately, such a seemingly powerful force still seems to be unable to be effective. The real strength of the group of Russians chasing after them from behind is even more terrifying than expected.
By now, Wendell no longer felt that he could 100% defeat this group of Russians who had gathered around him, and he had no confidence at all.
This has nothing to do with morale or anything like that, it's just a feeling of despair that comes from the bottom of my heart after seeing such a disparity in strength between the enemy and ourselves.
Facing this powerful and invincible enemy, whether to survive or to be destroyed has become a life and death problem before us, and we must make a choice.
Wendell, who did have some hesitation in his heart, felt as if his mind was speeding up a lot of things in a flash...
There is laughter, pain, tears, and even more happiness...
Wendell recalled the scene when his parents cheered for his birthday when he became an adult, the moment when he solemnly swore an oath under the military flag for his ideals and the righteousness specified by the head of state, and the accidental death of his mother when he was a recruit in the first year of the army.
When he passed away, he cried loudly, remembering the moment when he and his beloved girl made a private vow to marry after the war.
"You are not young, Wendell. When I was your age, you were already four years old. I won't stop your dreams and career, but you should always remember your mother's last wish. She continued to pull it until her death.
Hold my hand and say that you want me to take good care of you and help you find a good girl who can accompany you throughout your life. You know what I mean."
His father's words suddenly appeared in his ears like the soft sound of a gramophone. Wendell, who had big beads of sweat on his forehead, felt that his heartbeat was faster than ever before. He knew clearly that he was about to finish.
The promise I made to my father was no longer fulfilled.
"Sorry, Dad, Alyssa, I have things I have to do, and I'm sorry for you."
Holding a pendant with photos of his mother and fiancée on the front and back, Wendell, who swore allegiance to the Führer, finally chose to fulfill his oath under the military flag.
"If we cannot see Germany stand tall in the world again under the leadership of the Führer, then I am willing to use my blood to defend everything in Germany."
These were the last words written by an unknown ordinary SS soldier in a field hospital at the last moment of his life.
After his death, he was discovered and exploited by the keen-eyed Dr. Goebbels, supplemented by powerful state-level propaganda machines to report extensively, such as viral spread, published in newspapers, broadcast on radio channels, and even front-line SS camps.
The loudspeaker in the room was full of these words.
At first, Wendel thought it was nothing. He was probably just a passionate young man with a firm belief that most SS soldiers had. He stood firm and fought at his post for the sake of the Führer and the country and the nation without wavering until the last moment.
But isn’t there a saying that people can only truly recognize themselves at the moment before they die?
Wendell, who clearly knew that his last time was running out and that his life had entered a countdown, finally understood that this sentence was perfect for him.
I am also the kind of person who is willing to sacrifice his life to defend Germany if he cannot see it standing in the world under the leadership of the Führer, even if it means death.
After all, it would be better to live in a German world of broken faith and failure and destruction than to die without seeing anything.
Ideological firmness is far more useful than morale. It is a powerful weapon that is as effective as any advanced equipment, and the group of Viking disciples who are surrounded at this moment have exactly this kind of weapon.
The Red Army tank troops, which were flanked by two flanks and pressed forward, gathered huge offensive energy. The SS troops, who were attacked on three sides, continued to shrink their forces and tried to defend as a group, but it still seemed futile under this desperate and overwhelming numerical advantage.
The German tanks that were constantly being destroyed and exploded were like rats scurrying madly out of a flooded rat hole, one after another.
Wendell, who was commanding from the center, could no longer accurately estimate the rate of loss of his troops. There were so many tanks that were blown into pieces one after another that he could no longer count them.
However, misfortunes never come singly, and it is not only the Russian tanks that are rushing towards our own faces fiercely. The Russian infantry who have already got off the tanks are also rushing towards our own side under the cover of tanks, like ants marching.