I became Stalin chapter 154
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“These cubs rape and killed my sister! Fourteen years old!”
“… I understand your feelings, but this is a clear war crime.”
“Wasn’t the war crimes committed by these guys first?”
The political officer stopped and politely deterred one of the soldiers who was about to put a pistol in the head of the prisoners.
After the liberation of most of Belarus and Ukraine, the newly enlisted soldiers could not control their anger against the Germans with a burning desire for revenge.
Those who are mainly from Partisan or who escaped the camps and joined the Soviet Army have seen the longest and most atrocities committed by the German army. Having watched the abuse of prisoners of war, the massacre of civilians, and the rape of women, they seemed to think that all Germans should be killed.
“Are you going to be like them, then? The Soviet Union does not tolerate such criminals. Whether it’s the enemy… .”
“Politicians!”
“Or ally.”
The political commissar pointed his pistol at the soldier’s head, who was aiming the pistol at the prisoner’s head. With those sad blue eyes, the soldier bowed his head and put down his gun.
Was it because of the eyes? Or was it because of the face that was horribly covered in burns? If not, was it because the political committee member, who was usually respected by the soldiers, said it?
“Don’t be the same person. We are fighting for the whole world proletariat, and if we forget that… .”
It’ll just be like that. After muttering like that, the political committee member returned to his original duty.
“character! Whoever writes the letter will come to me. A cup of hot chocolate, too.”
* * *
On most battlefields without heavy tanks, the Soviets outnumbered the Germans.
Objects such as the “Panzerfaust,” a copy of a Soviet portable anti-tank rocket, were deployed on the battlefield. However, there were clear limitations.
“Come on, one, two… .”
“Three!”
Huiyuuuuuoung, literally fired a Panzerfaust at a Soviet tank that was approaching right in front of her, but because she lacked proper equipment and was not properly trained, she missed the tank the size of a house.
“Ahhhhhhhh!”
“Hey, run away!”
And what came back was the baptism of bullets from machine guns and automatic rifles. In the first place, it was equipped with wire mesh anti-rocket armor for defense, so it would have been impossible to even defeat it if it wasn’t hit very well.
Heavy tanks like the Panther and Tiger were expensive. The cost of arming and training tens or hundreds of low-end infantry was borne by the German army for a single tank.
The new tanks, reaching nearly one million imperial marks, were five or six times more powerful than the Panzer III or Panzer IV. With the money, manpower, and resources to produce one Tiger, about six Panzer IV tanks could be deployed in the front line.
If this had been the case, it might have been possible to avoid the infantry being unilaterally crushed by the Soviet tank units without the support of the armored units.
Of course, it was to the extent that it was not possible.
“Come on, load the armor-piercing rounds!”
“Fascists, eat this!”
There was no need to bring a secondary heavy tank to capture the Panzer IV or Tank III. The heavy tanks broke through the most powerful part of the defensive line and marched forward, and the 85mm class T-34 was used to destroy the fragmented debris.
“Even if the T-34 has a few dozen more Panzer IVs… It would have made no difference.”
Guderian, the best theorist of armored warfare, left such a short comment.
Already outnumbered, the Panzer IV lacked the ability to create variables. The consumption of tankers would have also increased significantly, the staff expected.
So, they squeezed all the resources and technology of the Third Reich to develop a new heavy tank, but this too had its problems.
Because he was forced to pay a hundred per day, he needed overwhelming offensive and defensive power. However, the engine and design of the super tank created in this way had many limitations even with German technology.
As ordered by the Führer, they were unable to retreat due to a breakdown of the tank and lack of fuel, and were eventually jailed. While covering the retreating allied infantry, using their overwhelming body as a torch car, they were consumed one by one.
“You guys retreat first! We will cover the retreat here!”
“… Thank you! Eight… .”
The huge tank slumped over its heavy body and fired its cannons. The Soviets were not sure what to do, as the heavy armor was scratched by a rain of rifle bullets, and they smashed their guns into the back of the head of the German infantry retreating to the back of the tank.
“Shit… Our train… .”
Four Soviet tanks had already been destroyed. Even though he was crippled by a breakdown in the drivetrain, he was still alive. The German tank roared like a roaring tiger.
Of course, if dozens of hunters came and hit the harpoons and threw their nets, even the most ferocious wild beasts were caught and killed. The Soviet Army had already experienced hunting dozens or hundreds of heavy tanks.
“retreat! Allied bombardment drops! retreat!”
“Wow!”
When it was reported that the gunfire signal was dropping from the radio, the riflemen cheered lowly and retreated hurriedly back.
Veteran soldiers, who had never fought in superior support, giggled and sang sagas to their successors.
“When we’re freshly drafted to fight!”
“At that time, all the artillery had towed guns and a lot of things like 76mm, and I couldn’t even imagine a tank like that… .”
“Have you ever fought without receiving support from the Air Force? Cock!”
Now, if the enemy cavalry appeared, you could call on your cavalry. If a heavy tank was installed and carried around, you could call in brown bear attack planes and hit the ground.
If that was not enough, the artillery units that followed the armored units were asked to open fire. Having acquired a new toy, the artillery units were desperate to use these dangerous and fun toys.
At one time, there was no walkie-talkie, so he had to run around. A senior sergeant who was unraveling a story that recruits could not believe at all, picked up the binoculars he wore around his neck and looked at it.
“Five! Fall!”
Thump, thump, thump, the sound of heavy heavy gun firing was heard from behind.
Zverapoi, or wild beast hunters, were able to hunt enough leopard (panther) chariots and tiger (tiger) chariots.
Even if it couldn’t penetrate the armor, the power of just hitting steel and crushing the tank if it hit directly was incredible. It was also common for the track to go out even if it was hit, or to fall into a pit and become incapacitated.
“character! Now let’s advance!”
“Wow! wow! Long live the Red Army!”
Eventually, the Tiger tank came to a complete halt in the face of repeated shelling.
What would happen to the people inside it? The Soviets didn’t even bother. Fascists and Germans are looters, aggressors, rapists and arsonists.
Most Soviet troops thought so. For the sake of the world revolution of the proletariat, by order of Comrade Stalin, there was no need to avenge the prisoners of war, but few were willing to avoid shooting and killing the Germans if given the opportunity.
Surrounding the destroyed tank were several corpses of German soldiers, whether they had died trying to escape or had died while hiding behind the tank.
“Cock, ?!”
“Goodbye, you dirty fascist bastards.”
The Soviets advanced and spit or cursed word by word.
They couldn’t overcome the shells because they were aces. The muddy red blood seeped into the earth with the smell of dirt and gunpowder. Like millions of German soldiers who have already buried their bones in their motherland.
However, one new recruit, who had less revenge because he had not yet seen the cities and villages swept by the war, looked at the corpse, shook his head, and ran back and forth toward the senior leader.
‘Are they human too?’
Looking at them, who could not even leave their full form, I could not imagine a human being who was still alive and breathing, as a new recruit.
Especially after hearing about the atrocities they committed. How can a person do that to a person?
* * *
“Vilnius has been liberated. Now the 3rd Belarusian Front has liberated Kaunas and Konigsbe… No, wealth is advancing.”
“The 1st Ukrainian Front is advancing towards Lublin, and the 2nd and 3rd Ukrainian Fronts are advancing towards Krakow. Lublin can be captured in two weeks. Comrade Secretary General.”
I personally banned people from giving names to cities to ‘prevent idolatry’, but I decided to make the last exception.
In real history, Königsberg, or ‘King’s Mountain,’ was renamed Kaliningrad in honor of the Soviet revolutionary and politician Kalinin after his death.
Well, he wasn’t dead yet, and he was going to change the name of the city near Moscow, ‘Kalinin’, to Kaliningrad, but unlike the actual history, the Politburo unanimously declared ‘Bu?? Approved the name 祗堅溜捉櫻.
“And… Is his interrogation over?”
“Ah! Yes! comrade secretary. He insists to the end that he didn’t do it, but… .”
Otto Skorzeny was wounded and taken prisoner while fighting the Spetsnaz agents we planted in the beheading of Tito.
Beria suggested that he be executed in a summary manner, saying that he could not spare the man who dared to cowardly surprise the enemy, but I dared to keep him alive.
After all, dying and killing in war was common, but “Europe’s Most Dangerous Man” was uncommon. In addition, there were others who claimed that it was only their crew members who killed the father, and that his media use was for camouflage.
“Hey, isn’t he great? Two heads of state were captured, and the third was almost defeated. If we had succeeded there, we would have been able to rescue Mussolini too, right?”
“That… That’s right. Our Spetsnaz are still unsatisfied… .”
The commander of the special forces brigade under Borosilov groaned, not knowing what to do, but not everyone could be like Otto Skorzeny.
Thanks to being captured here, the Germans could not even rescue Mussolini and wandered around Italy, frankly, thank you.
“Let’s go and listen to a saga. Surely you wouldn’t cut the rope and strangle me and me to death?”
“No way! Comrade secretary! Trust me!”
“Haha, a joke, a joke.”
Even if it was a joke, his subordinates were paranoidly surprised, so he couldn’t say a word at all.
“By the way… Isn’t the NKVD originally dedicated to interrogation?”
“That… That’s right.”
“Why are Spetsnaz still holding on?”
As he went down to the secret interrogation room and asked the brigade commander, he again began to noticeably panic. He looked like some kind of Karelin, so it was kind of awkward.
“Hey, that’s… I have something to report to you… .”
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