Imperial Overlord

"Gentlemen! It is unfortunate to call you to my command, and I must announce with regret that the Russians are approaching our border and they are threatening to invade our country." On the border, within the command of an infantry division of the Wehrmacht , the division commander looked at the chief of staff and other subordinates and said.

Three regiment commanders, three deputy regimental commanders, and nine battalion commanders and nine deputy battalion commanders were all there. After they heard the news, they began to talk about it.

"From today, we will enter the second-level combat readiness state. All weapons must be prepared for live ammunition. The training is over, gentlemen." The division commander pressed a printed combat map on the blackboard and said.

After he glued the map, he pointed to the defense area under the jurisdiction of his infantry division, and continued: "Next, we have to make a defense plan, remember my words, war may break out at any time, don't be slack because of your own laxity. , lose your life."

"Understood! Division Commander!" Everyone became nervous. Although their infantry division was known as the elite, as the army expanded, two-thirds of the veterans were replaced by supplementary soldiers.

Under these circumstances, these battalion commanders also knew that in the face of the Russian attack, they had too much to arrange and deploy.

"The troops of the logistics support battalion will start to distribute additional supplementary ammunition after this meeting, and one-third of the troops will enter the first-line defensive positions in turn! I need you to defend your positions when the enemy is attacking! "

"The artillery will be deployed in the two bunkers G and H, spread out horizontally! Provide fire support for the front-line defensive positions..." The chief of staff was on the other side, using a pointer to mark the marked area on the map, and introduced the division's headquarters. Preparation.

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At the same time, behind the Soviet position on the other side of the border, in the headquarters of a Soviet infantry division, the Soviet division commander was also assigning tasks to his troops: "Comrades! The great leader Comrade Stalin needs us! Fight for the country to the last moment. The opportunity has finally come!"

"All troops must be ready to attack! No retreat is allowed! No pause is allowed! Any suspicious choice is not allowed by the party!" After the division commander finished speaking, the political commissar next to him spoke up and announced loudly .

"Comrade Commissar! The distribution of arms and ammunition is already underway! Long live the great Bolsheviks! Long live the great Soviets! We can give our lives for the Soviets at any time!" All the regimental commanders and battalion commanders raised their heads firmly own chin.

After a brutal purge, the Soviet army is now highly unified. Although unity often means rigidity, this kind of unity without a second voice sometimes equals frenzy.

"As soon as the attack order arrives! The attack will start immediately! We will destroy the first line of defense of the German army as soon as possible, and then break through in the middle, tearing apart the line of defense of the front German infantry division!" Pressing the palm of the hand on the desktop map, The Soviet commander made a firm statement.

The political commissar of the division is very satisfied with the current situation. He does not need advanced weapons, but the firm and rock-like faith of all soldiers: "Very good! Comrade Commander! Victory belongs to the great leader Comrade Stalin!"

"Victory belongs to the great Comrade Stalin!" Everyone shouted, and the entire headquarters was filled with a trembling passion.

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"Emergency assembly! Emergency assembly!" With one command after another, the German soldiers of the brigade poured out from the barracks they had built.

The Wehrmacht soldiers, who have roughly formed a queue, are adjusting their Y-belts and checking their Mauser 98K rifles.

"Stand at attention!" Following the command of the company commanders, these soldiers all returned to a straight upright posture, waiting for further orders with their chins raised.

"Starting today! Second-level martial law will be enforced on the border! All troops are ready to fight! The Russians may cross the border area and attack us at any time!" .

"The soldiers of the 1st company will enter the defensive bunker now! The 2nd company rests! Each person of the 3rd company carries an anti-infantry mine, and lays the mine in the preset minefield behind the 1st company! Strengthen the minefield there!" The deputy battalion commander held a This record, the same loud command said.

The entire infantry division was ordered to hold the defensive positions as much as possible. Therefore, they must use this period of peace carefully and do their best to strengthen the defensive positions in their hands.

The voice of his orders was still echoing in the sky, and the soldiers of the 1st Company had already started to march towards the outside of the camp. The young soldiers, with nervous expressions on their faces, walked out of the camp gate one by one with their weapons on their backs.

"God! We are not ready for battle at all! One-third of the soldiers in the battalion have never killed a rabbit." The deputy battalion commander complained in a low voice after giving the tactical order.

"God bless us... I don't want to fight with the Russians at such a time." The battalion commander said with his hands behind his back, looking at the soldiers passing in front of him one by one, he also said worriedly.

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"Start the tank! Drive to the preset starting position three kilometers from the border!" Standing in front of a T-26 tank, a Soviet tank commander said to his men.

"Comrade battalion commander! Are we really going to go to war with the Germans?" a tank commander frowned and asked in the noise of mechanical friction.

A starting T-26 tank drove past the two people who spoke because of the poor workmanship of the engine, and the sound was mixed with this desperate noise.

After the mud rolled up by the crawler tracked around the fenders for half a circle, it piled up and fell to the ground, making a clattering sound.

"This is an order given to me by the division headquarters. If the order requires us to cross the border, I can only execute it!" The battalion commander's face was not very good-looking because of the noise, and he explained loudly: "You know not to implement it. The consequences of the order! I don't want to shoot you personally!"

The tank commander who asked the question nodded, and then walked to his tank that had already been activated: "I understand! Comrade battalion commander! I hope this is just a false alarm."

While climbing on his tank, the battalion commander of the tank battalion sighed: "I also hope this is just a false alarm! God knows what kind of gifts the Germans have prepared for us at the defense line..."

He looked at the troops he was already on the road, one after another T-26 tanks, along the slightly muddy road due to the autumn rain, meandering and disappearing into the distance.

Watching one tank after another pass in front of him, the battalion commander in turn comforted himself with such a powerful force that the Germans may not be able to withstand it!

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In a field fortification of the German army, a Stalker tank destroyer, under the command of the infantry, drove little by little into the prepared shallow pit bunker.

This kind of bunker is a **** that can exit the bunker by reversing on one side, and a cover fortification nearly one meter high on the other side, and the edge is reinforced with sandbags.

The Stalker tank destroyer in this defensive bunker only exposes the upper part of the car body of more than one meter, which is more concealed and difficult to destroy.

And the Germans used the local bushes to set up camouflage in front of this bunker. From the front of the defense line, it was impossible to see that there was a huge killer hidden here.

"Keep the firing range open! I need machine guns to cover the flanks!" The Stalker tank destroyer commander arranged for infantry to deploy cover positions near his tank.

"The Russians want to see how powerful our artillery is. I don't mind giving them a little color." Looking at the 50mm long-barreled anti-tank gun sticking out of the bunker in front of his chariot, he annihilated The driver of the car said with a sneer.

"The enemy's tanks will be handed over to you. I will use the crossed machine gun fire on both wings to cut their infantry and tanks apart!" The infantry commander pointed to both sides of his defense line and introduced his own to the commander tactical arrangement.

"They will remember us! Remember that there is a kind of infantry that is the nemesis of tanks!" The stalker's commander smiled and looked to the other side of the position.

There, another Stalker tank destroyer covered with withered yellow branches, also under the guidance of the infantry, was driving into another extremely well-concealed bunker.

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"Line up! Line up!" A Soviet officer with a spired ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ hat embroidered with a red star on the front, pressed the command knife on his waist, and loudly ordered his army.

A row of Soviet cavalrymen with horses on their backs were carrying their bags and had already made all preparations before departure. In the distance, there are war horses pulling heavy machine guns and cannons, and the carriages are piled with tents and luggage.

"Comrades! We are the great Soviet cavalry! Nothing can stop our charge! We are going to pierce the enemy's heart today!" Another unique cavalry mobilization speech.

"Get on the horse!" With a long command, all the Red Army soldiers turned over and mounted their horses. The neighing of the horses came one after another, and the sound of the hooves hitting the ground was one after another.

Watching his soldiers get on their horses, the commander and political commissar of the cavalry division also got on their horses.

"Ula! For the great leader Comrade Stalin! Use our long knife to pierce the enemy's chest!" With the command knife around his waist, the commander of the Soviet cavalry division raised the blade in his hand.

"Ulla! Ulla! For the great leader Comrade Stalin! Pierce the enemy's chest!" All the Soviet Red Army raised their long knives and cheered for victory!