They never encountered any strong resistance along the way. At most, they only encountered sporadic resistance in twos and threes. Malashenko finally led his team to the end of his expected destination, the ruined street leading to the department store.
It was at this moment, when Malashenko, who had already seen the iconic building that he had memorized in his mind, was about to pick up the radio transmitter at hand and issue the final order that would end everything.
In the sky, where no German fighter jets had been seen for some time, the roar and roar of the German-made twin-engine heavy-duty fighter jets were suddenly heard again. It was a BF-110 long-range twin-engine aircraft that was rare in the sky above Stalingrad.
Heavy fighter.
"That's the German plane! Look, there are black crosses on the wings! But why... is there only one like this?"
Those who were confused were not only the ordinary Red Army soldiers who had become melon-eaters on the spot, but even Malashenko, whose brain nerves were still in a highly active state, still couldn't figure out what was going on in the sky above him after exploring the turret.
What the hell is going on here?
"What do these Germans want?"
Soon, Malashenko's doubts were answered.
That BF-110 heavy fighter was neither here for air combat nor for bombing. It was actually a battlefield announcer equipped with a large loudspeaker!
"German soldiers, officers, and gentlemen who fought bravely! I, Adolf Hitler, thank you for your outstanding contributions to the motherland! Every drop of blood you shed in this land and this city will be remembered.
Go down in the annals of history, be remembered by the German people, and be sung by future generations through the ages. Even primary school students will know about your heroic deeds!"
"Our just war against the evil Bolsheviks will awaken those sleeping ignorant people. They will soon understand who is right, and they will even consider joining our team to fight this evil torrent with us.
! Seize the fruits of victory and protect the achievements of our civilization!"
"In this just war, God is on our side. The land under your feet is the land abandoned by God. Now we want to take back this polluted land! From the hands of the evil Bolsheviks!"
"We are not afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice! Because one day, every new piece of land will be filled with flowers for the fallen! We must firmly believe in victory and justice!"
"Our Teutonic country, our German nation, will definitely usher in the final victory!"
This impassioned speech of "impassioned speech" was obviously recorded in advance, and Malashenko, who was on the ground as an audience, could clearly realize this. Being able to understand German made Malashenko fully aware that this paragraph
What the hell is this long and demagogic speech about? It is even more clear that it comes from the mouth of a person who is the most eloquent and sophistry.
But what surprised Malashenko has just begun.
After the BF-110 fighter jet, which was hovering overhead, finished broadcasting the "Mi Mi Sound" with its big speaker, it did not fly away directly, but flew straight towards the direction of Malashenko and his party.
The Red Army soldiers on the ground who did not recognize the model of the German aircraft panicked. Many Red Army soldiers gathered around Malashenko's car, and some were even ready to find bunkers to hide, for fear that those blind Germans would throw bombs into it.
Take yourself away from the crowd.
But Malashenko, who knew clearly that the BF-110 did not have a horizontal bombsight, was not panicked.
If this thing were to drop a bomb horizontally at an altitude of more than a thousand meters, it could accurately throw the small sweet potato bomb on his head and kill himself. Malashenko would have nothing to say except that the German stick is awesome.
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Although this is just an exaggeration, but more importantly, it is enough to show that the BF-110 has no intention of bombing one's own party. What's more, at an altitude of more than a thousand meters above the ground, can it be seen that it blends in with the protective color of the city ruins?
This small unit is a completely two-dimensional low-probability event. There is no need to worry about it and scare yourself.
Soon, the next action of the BF-110 gave Malashenko the answer.
The BF-110, which was not carrying bombs, looked like it was carrying something like a box. It hovered over a large ruins, lowered its height slightly as if to confirm something, and then looked in the general direction.
He threw the box straight down, and along the way, he opened a white parachute that seemed to be afraid of breaking the box and slowly fell down.
"How about it? Can you hit that thing?"
Malashenko heard Captain Varosha, who was very close to his car, quietly asking questions, and the answer came from the bland words of Boris, the city hunter who was aiming his gun.
"It's too far. The shooting distance has exceeded one kilometer, and there is still strong wind. I don't know where the bullet will float at such a long distance, and there is no way to hit that thing."
...
Captain Varosha's speech reminded Malashenko.
It is difficult for a sniper rifle to reach a distance of one kilometer, so can a tank gun with a larger magnification be used?
Such thoughts flashed through Malashenko's mind, but he quickly rejected it while shaking his head.
The current situation is that the entrenched German troops in front are not aware of their arrival, and no small-scale battle broke out during the last kilometer.
In order to alert the enemy to the unknown box containing something, attracting the attention of the German army and exposing the existence of our own side that had finally managed to get close quietly, it would be too much.
The loud sound that hit the sky would definitely arouse alarm unless it was iron-clad. After thinking about it, Malashenko still thought to forget it, and then gave up the idea that there was a high possibility that the gain would outweigh the loss.
However, a question that cannot be solved for the time being arises in Malashenko's heart.
"What exactly is in the box? Is it worth using a long-range twin-engine heavy fighter to airdrop it at the last moment?"
Of course there are people who know the answer to this question. It is the commander of the Sixth Army of the German Wehrmacht who is still entrenched in the ruins of the department store not far from Malashenko at this moment: Marshal Paulus...
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Paulus never dreamed that the rank of marshal, which he had always longed for and never forgotten, would be so funny and full of irony.
The boxes dropped by air on a special trip contained many things specially prepared for Paulus...
A brand new field marshal uniform, winter coat, marshal's scepter, inspected and composited marshal officer certificate, marshal promotion order signed by the head of state...
And a supreme symbol of the highest honor of the German military: the Knight's Cross of the Iron Cross with Oak Leaves.
Paulus certainly knew why the head of state, whom he once had absolute and unconditional trust in, was doing this, and at this last moment he confirmed the personal significance of the entire Sixth Army to the head of state.
No one knew what Paulus was thinking under his expressionless and indifferent poker face at this moment, but only the telegram that Paulus dictated himself was confirmed to be sent to the distant direction of Berlin.
go out.
"We listened to the voice of the Führer in the ruins, and we saluted the flag during the national anthem. Maybe this is the last time..."
"The enemy was at the street corner, and the guards reported the faint roar of tank engines."
"We are preparing to set off to annihilate the enemy. Please do not contact us again. We are destroying the radio station. This is the last communication."