So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Luftman129 » Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:19 pm

I owe a debt to gratitude to WF and Jahn for saving my arse back there from those vicious Cossacks.

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Post by Commissar D, the Evil » Sun Feb 15, 2009 4:42 pm

I told you that girl would get you into trouble Chris...... :wink: And it ain't over yet.......

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Post by Tom Houlihan » Sun Feb 15, 2009 9:37 pm

Commissar D, the Evil wrote:Now as for Prit and his mini-tank....well, size isn't everything, is it? :D :D :D )
Well, if he can get in good with the mechanics, I hear they have this little blue fuel can...
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Post by David W » Mon Feb 16, 2009 12:38 am

:D :up: :D
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Post by bil » Wed Feb 18, 2009 12:21 am

I am new here,this was the first thread I found-I missed most of my work today because of it! Excellant writing,though I am only up to page 20.I took a chance peeking all the way to page 53,but had to tell you how much I have enjoyed the first 20 pages.Where have I been for the last few years?! I have been spending time working on real mg34 and 42s,but this is great writing.Thanks. ---bil

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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Prit » Wed Feb 18, 2009 5:36 am

Welcome to the family, bil! Be careful when you praise the commissar - before you know it, you'll be a character in a desperate situation!

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Post by Tom Houlihan » Wed Feb 18, 2009 7:06 am

Prit wrote:....before you know it, you'll be a character in a desperate situation!
Prit, is that before or after one gets written into a story?
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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by bil » Wed Feb 18, 2009 10:01 am

Exactly-my real life gets me into some strange places already! ---bil
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Post by Commissar D, the Evil » Wed Feb 18, 2009 12:11 pm

The battle between Sidirov’s triumphant Brigade and the remnants of Von Bellow’s command carried on through the night, its lulls punctuated by fierce hand-to hand fighting. By morning, when it was clearer to him that he had the Nazi die-hards completely encircled and was slowly annihilating them, Sidirov assembled a mixed tank/infantry force and sent it flying down the North road.
But those hours of resistance accomplished two things for the overall German position. First, the fighting was confused enough and deadly enough that none of the Russians noticed Jan Hendrik’s tiny group attempting to escape north through the woods. Secondly, Rosselsprung and Gruber anticipated the Russian thrust down the North road from the moment they discerned that Von Bellow’s troops were trapped. As a result, those few hours of darkness and semi-darkness allowed Bad Frostberg’s garrison the time to throw together a few roadblocks and shift enough men into position to close this potentially open door. Again, the German lines were forced to contract, assuming the shape of an oval, an egg, with its ends pointed north and South. That the defense was also eggshell thin was not lost on either officer, since, with these withdrawals, the German occupied portion of Bad Frostberg stretched only a few blocks in any direction from Rosselsprung's Headquarters.
The Soviets moved through the remainder of the town at will, hesitating only to disarm or avoid booby traps and collect the few prisoners, both military and civilian, who surrendered rather than endure the final storming of the town. Unlike Von Bellow’s command, quite a few of the S.S. and Heer troops in Bad Frostberg surrendered around this time. The civilians were especially eager to get out of the fight, not that anyone aside from the few fanatics could blame them.

The Russians also occupied the Hospital at this time. At first, it was only an officer and a squad of men, who were primarily concerned only with gathering up any weapons and ensuring that the building wasn’t used by snipers. Then a larger contingent arrived, including a number of hard-faced NKVD officers. Their intentions were less military, yet more deadly, than those few who had come before.
While visibly recoiling from the smells and sights of the hospital, their very first act was to separate the hosptital personnal—there weren’t that many, considering the number of patients—and lock them in an unused store room “for interrogation”. A single major of the NKVD and two armed guards, remained in the room with them. His name was Demidov and he chain-smoked as the guards recorded their list of the staff’s names.

Doktor Krollspell’s Russian was good enough to make himself understood, but not good enough to make them listen to him.

As they sat on the floor of the store room, the other Red Army soldiers spread out around the hospital. Their immediate task was to separate out the heavily wounded S.S. and other soldiers, who were either dragged or carried on stretchers outside the hospital and a little ways into the forest. These men were shot out of hand, being, as they were, too weak for “transport”, which in 1945 Soviet terminology simply meant “marching”. Whether “transport” was indeed the deciding factor however, and not just the often-repeated excuse of the Russians, was another matter. The Soviets clearly hated and despised anyone wearing an S.S. uniform, a simple fact that doomed many a soldier who was not in the S.S. as it was generally recognized that S.S. winter wear was warm and functional and there had been much trading around of uniform pieces during the siege.
Dokotr Krollspell broke down when he heard the first shots outside. “Just Nazi war-criminals”, Major Demidov yelled sneeringly at him. The doctor somehow recovered his poise, although he didn't believe the Russian in the least.
After disposing of the most helpless of the hospital's military patients, the Soviets then separated the remaining groups of soldiers into two classifications; S.S. and the non-S.S. Again, the S.S. were simply hauled away and shot, without any fanfare or formalities. With the other soldiers, whether Heer or Luftwaffe, the main consideration seemed to be the magnitude of their wounds. But since the group hadn’t been accompanied by any Soviet medical personnel, this determination was left for later and those wounded were simply separated from the wounded civilians.
The Soviets seemed to be uncertain of what do with the civilian wounded. Of course, if they had anything of value on their persons, it was immediately confiscated and every bit of their luggage was searched and looted. But otherwise, the wounded civilians were largely left to suffer without undue interference.
A table with two chairs was brought into the store room. Demidov sat in one and smoked his harsh cigarettes while interrogating the hospital staff. Krollspell, as director of the hospital was the first to be interrogated.
As his pleas to be allowed to treat his patients were apparently meaningless to the Russians, Krollspell fell into a sort of withdrawn silence. Only prodded to answer the questions with a gun butt to the shoulder.
“My men have found only sixteen wounded Soviet Army men—what happened to the others?” Demidov demanded.
“We treated everyone who was brought to us.” Doktor Krollspell answered.
“You murdered them!” Major Demidov replied, pointing his finger into Kropllspell’s face.
“That’s a lie!” Krollspell shouted back, receiving a punch in the jaw from one of the guards for his answer.
“You will tell me how many of them you murdered them and where you disposed of their bodies.” Demidov shouted.
This brought a rain of blows down upon Krollspell as he kept stubbornly repeating his original answer.

“Four T-70s and twenty lighter vehicles carrying approximately a hundred infantry”, Ulrich radioed his report in from the hidden armored car. “I'd say you have about an hour before they reach your position.”
Letnant Jaeger listened emotionlessly and signed off. The Russians were simply following their tracks and not doing anything fancy. That would wait for when they either overwhelmed his rear guard or figured out how small it was.
Hanson was on the armored half-track with Arajs, loading clips, while Arajs field-stripped the MG-34. Neither spoke. A harsh wind blew North, bringing snow with it. At first, the snowfall was very light and almost pretty as it sprinkled the trees and paths of the forest.
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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Commissar D, the Evil » Thu Feb 19, 2009 10:20 am

NEGOTIATIONS--PRELUDE

“This is not the type of mission I would willingly permit you to engage in”, the Commissar said bluntly. Colonel Valery Sovovich buttoned up his best tunic and placed his best pair of leather gloves in the waistband of his shiny leather belt.
“Let me find some young and stupid captain or major for this. You know the Nazis are under orders to reject any attempt to negotiate their surrender by fire.” The Commissar grumbled as Valery added the final touches. Valery had the advantage of knowing his superior’s habits, knowing that, in fact, the Commissar wanted this done and done rightly.
“I wouldn’t worry, Sir we’ve taken every precaution and who else can do this except for me?”
The Commissar walked towards the entrance to the tent. One of the soldiers who would accompany the Colonel on his mission was tying the largest piece of white cloth—some rich Burgher’s bed sheet, no doubt—he could find to a pole.”
“If that white flag were any bigger, you could sail your way to the Baltic”, the Commissar said sourly. “But it doesn’t appear to be bulletproof from here.”
Satisfied with his uniform, Valery brushed his blond hear back. “So we should just accept further ruining the Corps in a last bloody assault on an already doomed city?”
The Commissar hated it when Valery used his own words back at him to make a point. He stepped aside, letting Valery go ahead of him. As Valery got into the American-made jeep, the Commissar saluted him formally and said. “If they kill you, there won’t even be a memory left of this town after I’ve finished.”
As a precaution and at the Commissar's insistence, Soviet loudspeakers announced the Colonel’s arrival in front of German lines. The troops in those lines quickly radioed back to General Rosselsprung requesting advice, although the directive from Berlin ordering that Soviet parliamentarians be shot on sight was well known throughout the garrison.
Surprisingly, General Rosselsprung agreed to see the visitor, who was blindfolded and escorted to the Headquarters. Valery noted that it wasn’t a very long of a journey from the front to the German headquarters.
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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Prit » Thu Feb 19, 2009 11:31 am

Compulsive reading, D! Keep 'em coming!

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Post by Me-109 Jagdfleiger » Thu Feb 19, 2009 11:38 am

Two more great additions :up: ...makes me glad im not a SS member :shock: %E :[]
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Post by Commissar D, the Evil » Thu Feb 19, 2009 2:45 pm

It's an odd thing guys, but this gets harder and harder as the story winds down. :down:

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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Me-109 Jagdfleiger » Thu Feb 19, 2009 2:50 pm

If only it was the fight for Hiroshima...you atleast would be able to end it all with one big BANG :shock: :up:
Keep up the good work D.!
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Re: So....My Tank Corps in Prussia...

Post by Tom Houlihan » Thu Feb 19, 2009 4:03 pm

Commissar D, the Evil wrote:It's an odd thing guys, but this gets harder and harder as the story winds down. :down:
It must be hard deciding which buddy's alter ego gets whacked, realistically! :shock: :evil: That part of the work I don't envy you. There are several ways a scenario like this could go. Trying to choose the right elements has got to be difficult. We have faith in you, though! Hell, look what you've accomplished so far!
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