Eight Hundred and Eighty-Seven Additional Soldiers
In the Soviet Army Command, Rokossovsky smiled wryly as he listened to the fading sound of German artillery, and poured himself a glass of vodka. ＠乐文＠Novel＠Now only he knows his suffering. In his eyes, the Battle of Stalingrad has come to an end during Küchler’s counterattack.
An ancient method is not necessarily a backward method, otherwise there would not be so many people studying Sun Tzu's Art of War, an old antique more than 2,000 years ago. Facts have proved that what Sun Tzu studied and summarized 2,500 years ago is worthy of repeated scrutiny even in the 21st century.
So from Zeng Guofan, a stubborn old man in the Manchu Qing government, he learned some stupid methods in line with the current situation of the German army, which is actually nothing more than normal. The conclusion of Zeng Guofan's sentence "fighting in a daze" made any surprise attack and infiltration come to naught, and the chaotic street fighting became orderly, which lost more than half of the original power of street fighting.
Küchler transformed the street fighting that the German army had not fully adapted to, and developed it into a positional warfare similar to trench warfare-this thing the Germans played with the French for four full years in the last war, which can be regarded as Experts among experts. It is precisely because of this change in the nature of the battlefield that the German army felt like a fish in water while reducing losses.
On the temporary platform near Stalingrad West Station, a German train stopped slowly. In the clean and tidy carriages, well-dressed Ukrainian soldiers walked out. These soldiers were recruits who had just been recruited from Ukraine. After a short training, he was sent to the cruelest battlefield in the world.
These Ukrainian soldiers wearing steel helmets and black SS uniforms just stepped off the train when they saw a pile of Ukrainian wounded on the platform. These wounded soldiers were all wrapped in thick bandages, waiting to board the train At the same time, there were heart-piercing screams.
After all, not everyone is entitled to high-end painkillers such as Ma Fei. Most soldiers only use them during amputation operations. During the long recovery period, they can only rely on shouting to get through these painful Tragic time to go crazy.
The young Ukrainian boys who had just walked out of the farm or village for less than a month simply lined up under the reprimand of the chief, and started to walk outside the train station, but most of them Before taking his own legs, he looked curiously at the wounded soldiers who lacked arms and legs.
There is no war where one is immortal. Maybe in the future there will be wars where robots fight robots, but at least before 1939, there was no such thing in human civilization. Regardless of whether the two sides hacked and killed each other on the ancient battlefield, or the two sides shelled and strafed each other in modern history, there will eventually be dead and wounded soldiers.
On such a tragic battlefield as Stalingrad, wounded soldiers are naturally the most common sight. In the field hospital, sawed off arms or thighs can be seen everywhere, in the rear burial place,
Cars piled with dead bodies can often be seen passing the gate.
The proportion of Ukrainian soldiers killed here is quite large. I heard that the probability once reached half. These young recruits from the rear to the front are generally thrown by the veterans on the most dangerous battlefield. Only those who can survive Chances of surviving the second or third day.
Looking not far away, those Ukrainian wounded soldiers were carried onto the train by German lightly wounded soldiers and doctors and nurses. All the Ukrainian recruits had expressions of fear on their faces. After all, none of them had experienced real brutal fighting. Letting them see what will happen in the future really hurts morale.
"Okay! Don't look at those soldiers anymore! Comparatively speaking, they are already lucky. They can get more land and settling expenses." The Ukrainian military officer who encouraged everyone to fight bravely on the platform seemed to have already Numb, he shouted to these recruits: "Stand in line! You will be divided into various units in a while! Everyone can get paper and pens at night, and they can write letters to their families."
Another Ukrainian staff officer also stood in the middle of the team and began to confirm whether his work was completed over and over again: "Is there anyone who has not made a will? Is there anyone who has no family members? Does anyone need to make a will! Anyone who needs it Come to me and assemble!"
There was chaos on the entire platform, and Ukrainian soldiers started to walk down the platform, pushing and shoving. The gate was divided into several narrow exits, and only one person could exit these exits at a time. Outside the barbed wire is the registration office and German officers. They will supplement the recorded Ukrainian soldiers in a random way to the Ukrainian troops who have suffered heavy losses on the front line.
"Everyone can get a box of canned food! You will have a very sumptuous dinner tonight." A German officer stood on a wooden box and shouted loudly to the Ukrainian youths passing by: " The head of state gave Ukraine hope! We will fight for the head of state! Overthrow Stalin's evil rule!"
The military band was boringly repeating majestic music in the distance. Whenever a train with additional personnel arrived, they would play the music that had been repeated countless times. A Ukrainian women's choir is singing loudly, and the content of the lyrics is nothing more than shedding blood for the head of state and Ukraine.
After being taken away by their respective supplementary troops, these Ukrainian youths finally felt the tense battlefield atmosphere. German tanks parked on the side of the road, anti-aircraft guns covered with camouflage nets, and fields were constantly bombarding the German troops in the distance. Large caliber artillery.
They entered the supply camp of their respective troops in the rear and were assigned to tents. Personal items are not allowed in these tents, which will be used by the next batch of incoming recruits. Here they were asked to rest and go out for normal exercises, training around the nearby road and watching the Germans' powerful large-caliber artillery shelling enemy positions. Before dinner, they had to listen to the representatives from their hometown read aloud the happy life of the people in their hometown, which is one of the contents of ideological education with German characteristics.
"Check the weapons in your hands carefully!" In the morning of the second day, these soldiers ate a hearty dinner consisting of canned meat, vegetables and mashed potatoes. After a night of blissful sleep, they basically forgot what they saw at the train station. At this time, they will receive their rifles, and amidst the roar of the school gunmen, they will check whether the weapons assigned to them are qualified.
These guns have a unified number, the manufacturer can be found, and once a problem occurs, everyone who has passed the production process can be traced. The inspection work is generally very smooth, because the Mauser 98k rifle has a simple structure and a very large output, so its reliability is very high.
The recruits then take their final lesson before going to battle. A German grenadier began to explain in detail the various problems that may be encountered on the battlefield: "First point! Keep your heads down as much as possible! This will ensure that the bullets will not hit your vital parts! If you can choose, I hope You try to meet bullets with your arms or backpacks, not your heads!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his second finger: "Second point! After being shot, try to find cover, corpses, piles of rubble, and corners! Then call for the medical soldiers loudly. Unless you really move No more, otherwise try not to stop, it will make you a target of the enemy!"
Then he stretched out his third finger, and continued to speak loudly: "Act against the wall! Follow the command of your own commander! Make good relations with your comrades! Don't smoke at night, or you will be beaten into a sieve! … "
Everyone was holding their own guns, listening to the German soldier muttering tirelessly in German, the Ukrainian translator explained word by word, and a bald man in the Holy See uniform was there in a farther place for all the recruits. Pray, everyone couldn't hear the prayers he said, but most people still followed that person devoutly and crossed their chests.
Finally, some of the rank-and-file officers of the front-line troops sent to pick up the reinforcements began to shout: "People in this row stand up! Follow me! The unit designation is the 33rd Ukrainian Infantry Division! Don't get confused! The 33rd Division! understand?"
Someone over there shouted in the same hysterical voice: "You will be soldiers of the heroic Ukrainian 40th Division from now on! We are the most elite troops! We have repelled those damned Soviet attacks 10 times! We have never I have failed! Give me a boost! What about you!"
"Do you think these recruits can really consume a large number of Soviet soldiers?" A German colonel officer stood in front of his tent, shaving his beard and asking a fellow artillery commander behind him.
"Half of the people will die on the front line, and half of the remaining half will be wounded and disabled." The artillery colonel made an indifferent expression: "But if they don't go, we Germans will have to kill us." The young people went up and fought hard, so I still hope that these Ukrainians can quickly end this war."
He glanced at the infantry colonel who participated in the offensive yesterday, and said with a smile: "I heard that your troops fought well yesterday, General Küchler praised you by name, and said he would nominate you for the Iron Cross? "
"Ninety-five of my men were killed, so they should get a medal." The shaved colonel looked vaguely at the Ukrainian recruits who were assigned to various frontline troops in the distance, and said, "Everyone who has experienced Soldiers in this hellish battle should have their own medal, their own medal!"
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