Calvus is about to leave for home, and what happened on the battlefield has nothing to do with him anymore.
Logically speaking, he did not need to say these words, but after all, he had the friendship of comrades who fought side by side here. Even though he and Major Schwerner often did not deal with each other on weekdays, he even disobeyed orders on the battlefield and went it alone according to his own ideas.
This kind of vicious incident of overt and covert violation of military orders has happened, but Karlus still hopes that Major Schwerner can return to Germany alive and survive until the end of the war.
Can we still hope to win this hopeless battle?
At least Karvus himself no longer has such illusions. Fighting all the way, losing all the way, and retreating all the way are the most real situations, and there is no hope of reversal and comeback. Just look at the division in the hands of the steel butcher.
The entire Army Group Center has even more heavy tanks. Who knows how terrifying the heavy industrial production capabilities of those Russians are.
Just ask, how can there be any hope of winning such a battle? Are the Russians lining up with their necks stretched out, waiting for you to kill them? Don't be kidding.
Calvus believed that Schwaner's IQ and EQ would not fail to understand what he meant, and what happened next was not surprising, but there was still a little bit of surprise mixed in.
"I understand what you mean, of course..."
With an expression that seemed to be thinking about something, it was not easy for him to continue speaking. Calvus, who was not in a hurry to ask questions, knew that Schwaner must have something else to say, but it was really difficult to say this and he didn't know how to make it reasonable.
Just an expression.
"We are all soldiers, Carl, we are Wehrmacht soldiers who have sworn an oath under the military flag."
"Our glory has been inherited from the Prussian era to this day. If this glory is gone, what do we have? What's the point of living as a waste with nothing?"
There will always be conflicts in people's hearts. This is how complicated human nature is based on the conflict between reality and ideals. In other words, human beings are such complex creatures.
Especially when you stand at a crossroads where you can see the future but have to face something, it doesn't mean that you can do whatever you want. There is always too much helplessness in life, isn't it?
Calvus, who was leaning against the pillow on the bedside, was also meditating. When he was young, he was once passionate and full of fanaticism, but his former self had become much more realistic under the erosion of cruel reality. What he thought in his heart and what he actually did
Sometimes they are even two different things. Practical actions do not prevent the mind from thinking in another direction, and it is also a reality to think about problems. Calvus is very clear about his state.
I don’t know how long it took, but after all the inner struggles and entanglements, I finally came up with an answer that could convince me, an answer that would have gone back to the post-Versailles Peace Treaty era, or even been worse than this.
"Alive, at least we are still alive. Only the living are qualified to change and build the future of the motherland, no matter how bad it is. You can't do anything if you die, right?"
Calvus answered the question raised by Schwaner with a question. Strictly speaking, this is not even an answer, but it does have an extraordinary significance.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Schwaner held his breath and thought for a long time with his eyes narrowed, but he never made a sound.
When he stood up from the bed again, Major Schwerner had already picked up the military cap that he had placed at the end of the bed and put it back on his head. His eyes looked like he was entering a tent when he came.
Like the door, it has once again regained its perseverance as in the past.
"Everyone has the power to decide his own destiny, and I have mine too. I hope we will meet again, my brother, I wish you a safe journey."
"..."
Calvus did not speak any more, he just maintained his bed-ridden posture and quietly watched Major Schwerner's back leave and walk out of the tent of the field hospital.
The young soldiers of their generation have indeed not endured the suppressed and twisted inner torture and unforgettable pain of the older soldiers of the previous generation in the post-Versailles Peace Treaty era. They can only learn from written records and other people’s preaching and descriptions.
Feeling what has been described as the end of the world for soldiers.
What kind of thing can make a person give up the hope of life and the courage to live?
Maybe the answer is different for everyone, and most people will never face such a moment in their lives.
But Calvus felt that maybe Schwaner had faced all this in just a few minutes, and had indeed made a choice, and had the corresponding consciousness.
What will happen in the future is something that no one can say.
But Calvus hopes that one day the last half of Schwaner's words will be true, just like his own last words are absolutely false and true from the bottom of his heart.
The cold and desolate night will eventually pass, and the dazzling rising sun will illuminate the earth.
After barely sleeping all night, Malashenko, who was lying on the camp bed with his eyes wide open and looking at the roof of the tent, arrived at his supposed post early and was ready to go.
The official order from Vatutin was issued yesterday, and Operation Bagration has entered the second half of the clean-up and final stage. The defeat of the German Army Group Center has been determined, and the Red Army is advancing and galloping across the entire land of Belarus.
, move the front line forward in an all-round way to pursue the enemy and expand the results.
This group of stubborn enemies in the northern protrusion is the last strategic group in the hands of the Germans that has not been defeated frontally. It is the last hope in the eyes of the Germans to launch a counterattack and reverse the situation. It must be destroyed.
As long as this nail is pulled out, the overall victory of Operation Bagration will be settled, and the decisive hand of history will once again draw a successful conclusion to this major military operation that can be recorded in the annals of human war.
The pen was handed into the hands of Malashenko.
Malashenko did not want to say how "honored" he felt about this, but he could serve as the main decisive force in the breakthrough, leading the friendly comrades behind him who had been reorganized one after another to send the small 200,000 people in the salient.
Fascist offal is on its way.
Malashenko really has to say that this is really the most suitable antidote for him who is eager for revenge at the moment. Killing these fascist fanatics is what he wants to do most now.
"Let us end this. Comrade Commander will always be by your side."
Behind the resolute figure standing half-length outside the turret with a harmonica in his hand tightly, there are countless rockets trailing orange-red tail flames and shrill screams, and a group of heavy artillery with a mighty force that can be said to be earth-shaking, firing with all their strength.
, and rushed straight towards the enemy-occupied position that was not too far away and had been discovered.