"It's useless, General. I...I can't help it anymore. Stop calling people over and save those who can be saved. I can't survive for a few minutes."
Soldiers, especially veterans who have been in battle for a long time, have basically seen all kinds of scenes of life and death, and people dying at the last minute.
The Chief of Staff is like this, and Manteuffel is certainly the same.
So not only did the chief of staff realize that he was dying, but his life force was rapidly passing away, and the feeling of struggling to even speak was indeed too familiar. But in the past, this deja vu was only seen from the perspective of a bystander, and it happened to others.
When it's my turn now, I can only say that this feeling of my body cooling down rapidly, my eyelids becoming heavier, and even speaking becoming difficult and visible to the naked eye, is really despairing.
Holding the chief of staff's right hand, Manteuffel was soaked in blood. Seeing this, he knew that this man would probably not be saved. Even if medical soldiers arrived immediately, it would be difficult to change the outcome. What's more, he had just been killed by the Russians.
After the bomb exploded indiscriminately, who knows how many meters away from the forward command post the nearest medic who was still alive was.
"We have no hope of winning, General. I know...I know it's depressing, but...but you have to understand that this battle, this whole war, our motherland
, the head of state will all face failure."
"Live... I beg you to live. Only living can create and change the future. Dead people like me can't do anything. Don't regret it until you are like me. You must live! Live until
The war is over! No matter which method is used, this is...the only intention..."
Before he could finish speaking in the middle of the sentence, the chief of staff's wounds turned from blood gushing like a fountain to blood dripping and he was already dead.
Losing too much blood and dying on the battlefield is considered a relatively merciful way to die. Although this will make people slowly feel the cold despair before death, at least there is still one or two minutes to express the last words. This is
It's something that most of the unlucky guys who were turned into pieces by a cannon long for.
The chief of staff, who didn't even wait for the medics to come until he died, was just gone. Without saying a word, Manteuffel, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, put down the body in his arms, and just raised his head and walked along the half-exploded ruins.
Looking out at the scene.
On the position, the Soviet mechanized group that broke through the artillery barrage blockade seemed to have entered.
The front-line German troops, which had been wiped out by more than two thousand Katyusha rockets in ten seconds, had no chance of resisting these armored behemoths that emerged from the artillery fire.
The Soviet army did not simply invest in armored units without infantry, just like the scene seen through the telescope not long ago.
Those Soviet armored vehicles that looked like "small-headed versions of T43 medium tanks" and I don't know what they were. After arriving at the position, they spit out tons of Russian infantry one after another. The scene of releasing the infantry was simply like
It's as amazing as a beast defecating.
With the protection of fully enclosed armor and the high mobility of this medium-tank armored vehicle, these Soviet infantry, accompanied by their own armored units, safely crossed the artillery blockade, have now become those on the position.
A life harvester for the remaining German infantrymen who survived the hell bombardment.
Manteuffel, who regained his binoculars, could see that those Soviet infantry were not ordinary Soviet infantry, but each of them was holding the rumored stg44, which was similar to his own in terms of positioning, but the actual performance was probably still high.
The new Russian gun is better than anything else.
It seemed that these assault soldiers who were charging at the front were all wearing steel plate body armor for protection.
Manteuffel saw through the binoculars that a Soviet assaulter holding a new assault rifle was shot by a German submachine gunner from a distance of tens of meters.
But he just rolled and fell into the trench at his feet, and then stood up again in less than three seconds. The German submachine gunner who thought he had killed the enemy and diverted his attention was completely unexpected.
In this case, a short shot will open the opponent's head.
What's even more outrageous is that a German rifleman holding a bayonet 98k took the opportunity to rush up from the blind corner of the trench and wanted to kill him, but he never thought that this experienced Soviet assaulter turned sideways and stepped back slightly.
He flashed, originally aiming for the neck, but the bayonet that had already been stabbed out with force had no time to adjust, and it pierced directly into the chest plate of the Soviet assaulter.
Manteuffel couldn't hear any sound from that far away, but he guessed it was a sharp and crisp sound caused by the collision and friction of metal.
The Soviet assaulter, who was not injured at all after the failed blow, did not give the enemy a chance to withdraw his bayonet and stab him a second time.
When he let go of the grip of the rifle and stepped back, his right hand was already reaching for the holster on his waist.
When the bayonet hit the breastplate and the blow was ineffective, the Soviet assaulter had already pulled out the Tokarev pistol he carried with him from the holster. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and pointed it in front of him, thinking about closing the gun and making amends.
The German rifleman's sword was a shot.
After a ball of blood mist immediately burst out from his back, the last thing Manteuffel saw was the figure of his own rifleman falling on his back, and the Soviet assaulter who had killed two people in a row without breathing and bent down to pick up his weapon.
action.
"What kind of Russians are these? Who are they? Stalin's personal guards???"
It's just that the armored troops are difficult to deal with and their firepower is extremely fierce. This at most shows that these Russians are well-equipped and are an elite armored division supported by sophisticated equipment.
But your artillery and tanks are awesome, why the hell are you so awesome at infantry?
Manteuffel had read the Stalingrad combat reports and memories written by the surviving German soldiers, and felt that the vicious Soviet plate-armored commandos described in those reports were already quite powerful, but now they are quite weak.
I had the feeling of "Why are these people in front of me more powerful than in the Stalingrad report?" The feeling in my heart was indescribably oppressive and uncomfortable.
Regardless of whether Manteuffel is willing to admit it or not, a one-sided battle situation is one-sided, and it will continue to intensify and develop, and will not change in any way because of his personal subjective will.
Seeing that the infantry had penetrated deep into the German position, Malashenko, who continued to advance deeper, was not idle. He grabbed the microphone at hand and spoke loudly.
"Follow up all vehicle crews! Fire cover, be careful of friendly fire!"
Behind a large group of elite infantrymen who were clearing the way in front of them and penetrated everywhere, followed closely by a large group of all kinds of iron bastards of the same size.
Heavy tanks, infantry fighting vehicles, and even the second wave of follow-up attack troops prepared by Malashenko also rushed forward.
T43 medium tanks loaded with external infantry joined the battle. Various direct-aimed artillery fire and heavy machine gun barrages were flying in all directions. Even the isu152 self-propelled artillery with its big mouth, which looked like it could eat people in the eyes of the frightened Germans,
They were all pushed forward as well.
There are bastards crawling all over the subway, and their firepower is so strong that as soon as you show your head, you are guaranteed to be rewarded with a grenade with a minimum caliber of 85mm.
This is the most real situation faced by the remaining German infantry on the position.