Like most generals who came from ordinary backgrounds and spent World War I as ordinary soldiers, but held high positions in the German army in World War II. Dietrich, who had followed Hitler and served for many years, was also a
The senior officers of the German Wehrmacht, represented by the Junker nobles, are not very popular figures.
The Junkers noble officer corps finally abandoned Kaiser Wilhelm II's so-called self-preservation behavior in the last war. In the eyes of the German head of state Hitler, who was just an ordinary soldier at the time, it was the most shameless act of betrayal. This was regarded by Hitler
The belief he upheld from the beginning to the end has not changed at all even after he became the head of Germany from a down-and-out tramp.
"My personal relationship with the Junkers noble officer corps is nothing more than pure mutual use. I give them the glory they once lost and the opportunity to rise for revenge, and they must swear allegiance to me and eradicate all enemies for me. Once in the future
One day when I am down, these hateful and shameless people will abandon me again just as they abandoned His Majesty the Emperor."
With the Führer's seemingly stubborn but actually far-sighted assertion, Dietrich, who also participated in the last world war as a soldier, almost naturally chose to believe it.
This is also the main reason why Dietrich, as one of the senior generals of the Waffen-SS, has long looked down upon the aristocratic Junkers of the Wehrmacht.
After hearing the order from Dietrich, he immediately stood at attention. The young adjutant raised his hand and gave an SS military salute. He quickly followed the order and left without a trace. At this moment, Dietrich was already secretly thinking in his heart.
He swore that the Guards Division he led would be able to do better than those aloof nobles.
"Let us see which one is stronger in front of the Soviets, your so-called glorious long tradition or our unbreakable loyalty and belief!"
When the 88mm anti-aircraft guns deployed in the town were loaded onto half-track trailers, they were quickly moving towards the frontline German positions through the relatively complete road facilities in Broad Town.
Those SS soldiers who had just recovered from the shock wave of the strong explosion in the trenches and foxholes had not even had time to hold the weapons in their hands firmly. A tremor like a galloping horse shook the entire German front-line defense position.
From far to near.
"Everyone is ready to fight, the Russian tanks are coming!"
In the panic, no one knew who suddenly shouted such a sentence without warning. Following this loud reminder, the SS soldiers slowly poked their heads out of the trench and immediately saw a group of people like a flood.
The surging Soviet tanks were kicking up billows of dust and turf, rushing straight towards us with the harsh sound of metal friction and the trembling of the earth.
"Damn it, these Russian guys are really serious this time! This is at least the offensive strength of two armored regiments! Don't be stunned, the artillery crews are ready to take my orders!"
"Load armor-piercing bullets, quickly, quickly!"
"Aim, quickly aim and hit!"
It was very different from the panic-stricken scene on the German enemy's position in front of them. Malashenko, who had just received a wave of strong artillery support and a large force from the rear, was sighing that he was finally saved.
Immediately he gave orders to his crew.
"Guys, our comrades are here to support us! Let's go, let's continue to attack those damn invaders until they are completely crushed! Ula!"
"Ula!"
Although morale is intangible and invisible, even the greatest outstanding commander in human military history has to admit that once morale begins to spread in the army, no matter whether it is high or low,
, the astonishing speed of spread and power of infection are definitely worse than wildfires and plagues.
It was like a pot of hot oil that had been heated enough and a ladle of water was poured into it. It exploded instantly. The Ula charge slogans shouted by one person and tens of thousands of people even drowned out the noisy and endless noise on the battlefield.
The sound of the guns and cannons was deafening.
Although the vast majority of young SS soldiers who were holding various weapons and firing continuously in the trenches in an attempt to block the Soviet mechanized infantry and tank coordinated troops' charge were experiencing this terrifying and astonishing sight for the first time, the scene in front of them was
This impressive scene was all too familiar to Dietrich, who had participated in World War I.
In the cold winter of December 1914, which was so icy and snowy that it would make any anti-freeze person shiver, it was exactly like this that thousands of Tsarist Russian soldiers, who were almost identical to the Soviet Red Army soldiers in front of them, held bayonets in their hands.
Rifles, they launched wave after wave of attacks against the German soldiers who were almost frozen in the trenches without fear of casualties.
The same opponents, the same offensive and defensive positions, the same iron-like and almost crazy will to fight, and even the slogans shouted are the same as during the last world war.
The only difference is probably that the double-headed eagle-claw flag has been replaced by a flag as bright as blood.
Holding the commander's wide-angle periscope tightly in his hand and scanning around, Malashenko, who directed his car to continue the attack, was looking for any possible high-threat targets on the German position less than 200 meters in front of him.
Just as Malashenko stopped turning the turret steering gear in his hand and was about to fire a shot at a German MG34 machine gun team that had been pouring out continuous firepower for more than a minute, another shot came with a scream that broke through the air.
The oncoming German 88mm armor-piercing projectiles followed closely at this moment.
Ding-ding——
The 88mm armor-piercing projectile, which has a high probability of directly destroying the T34 tank at a normal shooting angle, had an unexpected situation this time. In a hurry, it only carried out a roughly aimed direct fire shot, causing the armor-piercing projectile that should have gone straight through Malashenko's vehicle.
, but because the aiming trajectory was not so accurate, the impact angle was too small, and it hit the outer edge of the T34 tank turret, then directly missed the edge and ricocheted past.
"Hey, why are there still surviving 88-guns? Are these Germans invincible?"
From the dull and loud sound that hit the armor outside his turret, he could clearly tell that the incoming shell was definitely not one of those small German 50mm water pipes. He realized that his car had been targeted by an 88-mm cannon.
The terrified Malashenko was about to find his location and quickly retaliate when a dense sound like an eagle's roar suddenly sounded from the sky above the battlefield where the fierce battle was going on.