Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 293: Mad Wolf (1)

There are many bends on the Buge River, so the current is not very turbulent, so the sediment has accumulated for many years, and the width of some river shallows is only 30 to 40 meters. On both sides of the river bank are dense low woods. These trees are used to stabilize the dams on the river bank. No one has been cutting down for a long time. At this time, they have become a natural barrier, blocking the eyes peeping from the opposite bank.

The SS Sergeant Sweinbach crouched down beside a bush of junipers and took out his binoculars from the leather case in his back. Taking off a sheepskin glove and stuffing it into the arms of the fur coat, the sergeant took off the leather goggles cover on the telescope, then raised his wrist to check the time.

"Ten minutes." Sweinbach turned his head and whispered to his companion behind him.

The companion nodded to indicate that he had received it, lowered his body and moved to the right of the sergeant.

"I hope this information will not be mistaken again." Sweinbach mumbled, raising his binoculars and looking across the bank.

Just next to a cedar forest five hundred meters away from the river bank, there are neatly parked three Volkswagen barrel cars with off-white winter paint, and two snow camouflage tricycles, parked within a distance of the barrel cars. Far dirt road.

There is a camouflage awning erected on the open space, and a standard mobile cooking cart is parked by the shed. The original beautiful blue-gray army paint has been smeared with white paint, and there is a black chimney. The faint white smoke quickly dissipated in the air under the blowing of the cold wind in the forest.

The weather finally cleared, and the dazzling sunlight passed through the gaps between the clouds and fell on the white field. The whole world seemed to become warmer.

Lieutenant Max sat on the folding chair under the awning with his legs folded, enjoying the quiet time that intoxicated him before the battle began.

"Your coffee, lieutenant." The young sergeant put an aluminum water cup on the small table beside the lieutenant.

"Thank you, Corporal Schrödinger." The lieutenant raised his head and looked at the other's immature face, with a warm smile on his face.

"Do you usually like to listen to Wagner's operas? Corporal Schrödinger." The lieutenant put his finger on the mouth of the aluminum cup and asked the corporal with a smile.

"Well, I don't know why you suddenly asked about this. I don't know much about music." Corporal Schrödinger scratched his face in embarrassment.

"Have you never taken music lessons in school?" the lieutenant asked with a smile still.

"Ah, I skipped class and ran to play." The corporal said cheerfully that he was a scumbag.

"Understood, you have to study hard in the SS, Corporal Schrödinger." The lieutenant picked up the coffee and brought it to his mouth, and the spectacles immediately covered a white mist.

"Yes, I will definitely study hard, sir." The corporal nodded happily and agreed.

"Sir, it's a contact signal for the battalion headquarters." The correspondent suddenly reported loudly from the side.

"Is it the news from the fourth company?" The lieutenant put the cup on the table, got up and walked to the radio station.

This is a L.S100/108 radio station produced by the German company Lorenz (lorenz). The operating frequency is between 0.2-1.2WHZ. It is a standard long-range military radio station of the German Army. Generally, radios of this level are only allocated to battalion-level command units or battlefield communication centers. They can be powered by generators or spare batteries, and can be mounted on armored command vehicles or half-track armored vehicles and follow the command to conduct field maneuvers.

This awning was specially built for this sophisticated communication equipment, and a six-meter-high mast antenna was erected behind the shed.

The lieutenant took the spare headset from the communicator, put a receiver to his ear, and picked up the microphone with the other hand.

"Yes, I am Max, sir." Then the lieutenant's expression suddenly became very serious: "Hi! Reinhardt!".

"We have deployed two battalions on this line of defense. The assault team led by Lieutenant Max has the most brilliant results." Major General Wilma, captain of the SS brigade, introduced respectfully and graciously.

"Berlin has noticed your achievements, General Wilma, the head of state is very satisfied with your performance." Standing in front of the military map hung on the office wall, Daogen tapped the map with the back of his finger. The range of the defense zone marked by colored pencils.

"Thank you very much, General Dogen, I will convey this good news to my men." Wilma bowed her head respectfully and greeted the confidant of the empire.

Dogen was promoted two days ago. Xu Jun hoped that during the New Year’s victory parade, Dogen would be able to stand by his side in the uniform of the SS brigade captain. Before Dogen could hang the thread on the badge of rank, he was sent by the Führer to the eastern frontier overnight, where he was going to honor a group of SS personnel who had made meritorious service and bring some of them back to Berlin.

"The Lieutenant Max we talked about just now, he is on the list of honors this time, I remember it should be a first class Iron Cross. By the way, his unit is..." said Root looked at Major General Wilma.

"The 9th Special Operations Battalion of the SS. He is now the company commander of the second company. The code name of the unit is "Wolfman." Wilma replied.

"Werewolves... troops?" The SS major general turned his head and looked at the map on the wall.

"How is the situation on the Russian side during this time? Have you noticed any special actions." Daogen turned around and brushed the black armbands on the cuffs of the gray-green uniform with his fingers.

"Ah, yes, the Russians' recent cross-border activities have become very frequent, especially in this area..." Wilma pointed to the map and introduced it to Dougan.

After the border was delimited between the Soviet Union and Germany, it was quite peaceful for a long time. Both Soviet and German sides adopted a strict border patrol system, mainly to prevent the Poles on both sides from secretly crossing the border.

Most of them fled from the Soviet-occupied area to the German-occupied area, mainly Polish landlords, wealthy businessmen and intellectuals who were not caught. These are the preferred targets of suppression by the red regime, and the Germans’ days may be very difficult. Bad, but at least they will not be exiled to the Arctic Circle.

When Hitler was still alive, in order to maintain the apparent friendship with the Soviet Union, he would usually arrest these stowaways and then return them to the Soviet side. This is basically equivalent to sentenced these poor guys to death. After the Soviet border guards received stowaways from the Germans, they often shot them on the spot in front of the Germans. And because it was Polish civilians who died, and under the perennial propaganda of the Nazis, it is hard to expect German soldiers to show some sympathy for these people.

The people who run east from the German-controlled area are usually Jewish civilians with little assets. Although they heard that the Jewish situation in the Soviet Union is also very serious, they think that they should not rush to life like the Germans.

If such Polish Jewish smugglers are caught by the Soviet border guards, those with suspicious identity will be handed over to the General Security Administration. Those who have an identity certificate but are not claimed by relatives in the Soviet Union are usually sentenced to several years of hard labor for smuggling. Then it was distributed to a certain border area to plow the land.

Generally speaking, the two sides cooperate on the border line fairly well, and large-scale armed forces will not be too close to the border, so as to avoid misjudgment by the other side.

Because Sood and Germany signed a non-aggression treaty, the relationship between the two armies is still peaceful. Only in the context of the Great Purge, the Soviet Army forbids officers and soldiers from privately contacting Germans, fearing that they will be bought and corrupted by the German Nazis.

On the other hand, the grassroots German officers and soldiers on the other side generally have a certain degree of goodwill towards the Soviet Union. Thanks to the previous hype of the Nazi Party~IndoMTL.com~ Let them believe that there is a solid friendship between the Soviet Union and Germany. Britain and France are the Soviet Union. Common enemy of Germany.

However, the peaceful days will not last long these days. In 1940, the German army attacked the western front, and the atmosphere of the eastern border became more subtle. When the news of the German victory on the western front came, the peace of the border was gone. Never return.

The illegal border crossing activities, which had been stopped for a long time, suddenly resumed. German patrols frequently found traces of personnel on the banks of the Bug River. Soon the German border garrison noticed that the situation was starting to change. A storm commando accidentally discovered buried ammunition and weapons in a Polish farm near the border.

The guns and ammunition seized were all produced in France, and they should have been issued by the Polish Army. The German army had already collected a large number of such weapons, and it is believed that there are still many scattered among the Polish civilians. But judging from the packaging of these weapons, these things should have been buried not long ago, and should not have been stolen by a farmer.

In the ensuing investigation, the military obtained more and more evidence. In the end, they concluded that this was not a smuggling activity at all, but an organized and planned military infiltration operation carried out by professional soldiers.

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