Chapter 3267: Trans-Time and Space Battle: Initial Victory

Chapter 8 of the Trans-Time and Space Battle: The First Victory

The 11th Army has been besieged on the Crimean Peninsula for three days.

Manstein never thought that the war would develop to this point one day. The incredible army commanded by the man named Malashenko has already killed all the German troops and positions, leaving them in disarray.

The German troops who have not been wounded, killed, surrendered or captured are a minority. The entire 11th Army has less than 30,000 troops that can still fight.

But even with the remaining 30,000 troops, it is a life worse than death, as if they are suffering in purgatory.

The Russians' evil attack seemed to be perceived by God. All kinds of German material distribution centers, troop assembly points, action departure positions, front-line ammunition depots and storage centers, and supply convoys were repeatedly and devastatingly hit by the Russians without exception.

I don't know what the ammunition is called, I only know that it is extremely accurate, just like his mother's evil door.

A huge and slender shell whistled in, dragging a long sky of fire. Just one shell could blow up the entire German corps-level ammunition depot.

The warhead had a power of at least one ton, and it seemed that there was no range limit at all. The Russians could hit wherever they wanted. The survival time of the German ammunition depot depended entirely on the mood of the man named Malashenko.

This situation caused the 30,000 German soldiers who survived to have difficulty surviving, not to mention actual combat effectiveness.

Water shortage, food shortage, no medical supplies

The Russians' outrageous precision strikes could even sink to the point of clearing and monitoring all large water supply points in the encirclement.

A new type of Russian aircraft that can hover, carrying a large number of machine guns, rockets and unknown precision ammunition, flies at an altitude of more than ten meters or even several meters above the ground, and attacks in scattered places like vultures wandering on the battlefield.

Whenever they saw any German soldiers carrying buckets on foot or in cars to fetch water, they would immediately be met with a barrage of bullets. This strange thing flying in the sky had more firepower than tanks running on the ground.

The German soldiers who had never seen such a strange thing were terrified by its terrifying firepower. They could not do anything about this terrifying "low-altitude evil demon" outside the protection range of the position's air defense, and were beaten into a pulp without even a chance to escape.

Nine out of ten teams that went out to fetch water never returned, and the German troops trapped in the field positions were completely cut off from water, or there were only a few thousand people guarding one or two wells, which were not enough to drink.

People can bear without food, but without water, it is really fatal, and they will definitely die quickly.

Marching and fighting, which is extremely physically demanding, requires a lot of drinking water to supplement, but the Russians hit the German army's weak points accurately.

The nightmare of water shortage and exhaustion soon spread like a plague throughout the remnants of the 11th Army, from the grassroots soldiers all the way to the middle-level command. Now even Manstein's headquarters has been swept away.

"General, drink some water. You haven't had a drop of water for a whole day."

Manstein, whose lips were dry and cracked, glanced at the cup of water handed over by the staff officer, and remembered the terrifying rumor of the Russians' "low-altitude demon". He did not take the cup and asked.

"How much water do we have left?"

"Not much, General, about less than half a ton. Because we did not reserve drinking water in advance, and the Russians also specifically attacked any container vehicle that can carry liquids, whether it is a refueling truck or a water truck, they can't escape their attack. Now the telegrams sent by the lower-level troops about water shortage are more and more serious than those about food and medicine shortage."

".Hey, how did the war become like this? I can't understand, how did the Russians do it?"

At this point, it's useless to say more.

No matter how much you say or do, it can't change the fact that the Russians will definitely win this battle.

Regarding this point, Manstein understood it very clearly.

The feeling of facing Malashenko really made Manstein doubt that he was like a primitive man, fighting an army of tanks, planes and cannons with stones.

It may sound a bit exaggerated, but this is the current fact.

The speed of death and destruction of the German army does not depend on what the German army did, but on the mood and willingness of Malashenko.

As long as he speaks, hundreds or thousands of German soldiers will be destroyed in endless flames and explosions within three minutes. This mouth is even more "words and laws" than causal weapons.

Manstein, who once ordered the troops to hold on and wait for help, has been shaken. This kind of battle that completely breaks through cognition and imagination has no meaning to continue fighting. No matter how you fight, the result is already determined.

Until this time, Manstein recalled what Malashenko said to him a few days ago, which is really appropriate in this occasion.

"Give up resistance, a new era is coming, bow to despair."

Bow to despair.

Yes, now I really have to bow to despair.

Looking at the mysterious machine on the table that has not made a sound for a long time, I opened the desk again and took a look at the "Manstein's personal letter of persuasion to surrender" that was delivered to the door a few days ago.

I know that Malashenko has been teasing me, just like playing with a monkey.

Manstein, who deeply experienced what "resistance is useless", had to pay attention to this letter of persuasion to surrender that he had originally sneered at.

Holding it in his hands again felt like it was as heavy as a thousand tons. After thinking for a long time, Manstein finally said the words that he didn't want to say anyway, but had to say after all.

"Surrender, tell those Russians, tell Malashenko, we surrender."

"But will the Führer allow it?"

The Führer has sent "War Supervision Telegrams" from Berlin many times, directly bypassing the Army Headquarters and Army Group Headquarters, shouting and giving orders to Manstein and Army Group Headquarters, and only ordered Manstein to "Army Group". The position moves five meters to the left."

He also hinted many times that Manstein must not surrender, and urgently transported the marshal's uniform, scepter, and medals by plane.

The implication is that the German army has never had a marshal to surrender, so you have to decide what to do.

In the original history, the "Paulus exclusive" treatment fell on Manstein's head a year in advance.

It's just that Manstein, who was completely unaware of this, would not act according to the Austrian corporal's wishes as a proud nobleman. When faced with his subordinate's questions, he answered directly without even thinking about it.

"It has nothing to do with the will of the Austrian corporal. This is our own choice. We are the Wehrmacht, loyal to Germany, not a political tool for someone to give orders."

"The fighting has reached the point where it is meaningless. There is no need to cause more casualties. Just execute the order and we will surrender immediately."

".Yes, General."

When rows of German troops walked out of their positions and performed French military salutes, each German general was forced to lower his proud head and sign the surrender document that Malashenko had prepared.

Malashenko, who didn't care about the enemy of this group army, was still dispatching a steady stream of "Earth's Strongest Slavic Legion" from the other side of the Gate of Time and Space.

Malashenko, who was not even interested in meeting Manstein himself, only wanted to do one thing now.

He spoke firmly to Iushkin, who had just met Manstein and completed the surrender ceremony.

"Instruct all the troops to continue the attack. This will be the first victory on our journey, and every inch of the motherland's land will be restored!"