Chapter 3266: The Battle of Time and Space, Surrender to Despair

Battle of Time and Space Chapter 7: Bow to Despair

"The warriors of East Germany are far stronger than you, Manstein. All proletarian warriors will watch the Nazis turn into ashes and fly away in the wind."

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Manstein didn't quite understand the meaning of the words coming from the mysterious machine in front of him, but it didn't matter.

Because the bad news coming one after another on the battlefield will soon confirm that his nightmare has come true again.

"Put down your arms and surrender, and Marshal Malashenko promises to ensure your life safety. Any stubborn resistance will be regarded as provocation, and the only outcome of provocation is humane destruction."

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The German troops trapped in a village listened to the cries of surrender coming from the enemies encircling the outside. Having been beaten by the enemy's fierce fighting power to the point of doubting their lives, some people couldn't help but speak in disbelief again.

"Did you hear that? The person shouting outside has a southern accent. Damn it. When did the Russians learn this?"

"Be open-minded, maybe he's not Russian? Well, see for yourself."

The German corporal who raised his hand as he spoke handed over the telescope in his hand. Another German soldier who took the telescope raised his hand and took a look. The scene he saw was so shocking that it almost made people shudder instantly.

"That's it"

"With this appearance and the accent you said, yes, I guess it's almost the same. Those guys outside who killed us from one battalion to one company are definitely Germans, at least I think they are."

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As he said, with their deep-set eye sockets, tall nose bridge, protruding brow bones, and faces that are different from the Slavs, these enemies with completely different faces from the Russians can almost certainly be the ones Goebbels has been talking about. of "pure Aryans".

This is a fucking joke!

When did the battle become Germans fighting Germans? Moreover, the Germans were so powerful that they suppressed their own side and beat them violently. This made the besieged German army deeply doubt what the bullshit they had been hearing and believing all along were.

"No one has ever told us why the Russians still maintain such a well-equipped German army, as if it suddenly appeared out of the ground. How many fucking nonsense and lies are there? Huh?"

"If they're German, maybe we can - maybe we can - um -"

"What can you do? Surrender? Normally I would go up and punch you immediately, but now, to be honest, I think so too. They only need to launch another round of attacks to turn us all into corpses, even those monster tanks. There's nothing you can do if you stop there and hit us, it's impossible to deal with--"

boom--

Woo——

Boom——

There was another roar of artillery fire and a whistle of projectiles that were too fast for people to react. The huge projectile that broke through the window frame hit the wall of the house with a single blow. The wave of flames that swept over in an instant blew up all the German soldiers in the house.

The successive wall collapses and house collapses achieved a physical realization of "killing and burying", and the bodies of several German soldiers left in the house that were bombed to pieces were buried in graves on the spot.

Several German soldiers who were shocked by the huge explosion not far away did not bother to look at the "suspected enemy German troops" anymore. They hurriedly got to the window on the other side and looked out, but they could only see a hot and smoking place. The tomb appears before your eyes, which is shocking.

"Stop trying to delay. Delay will only lead to destruction, and stubborn resistance will only lead to death."

"Immediately put down your weapons and raise your hands to surrender! Marshal Malashenko will ensure your life safety. This is the final warning!"

Huge battlefield casualties, isolated and surrounded.

The enemy tank barrels were smoking, the warnings in German with a southern accent came again, and the graves of our comrades were still smoking hot.

The last straw for the German army finally came. The German second lieutenant who chose to lay down his weapons and surrender was the first to raise his hands in the air, perform a French military salute, and walked out of the village in an orderly manner with the soldiers behind him.

"Damn, they are! Really German, my God!"

"Hey, hey! Friend, are you German? Where are you from? I, I am Bavarian, what about you? You must be German, right?"

Looking at the group of enemies in front of him who were almost certain to be "our own people", the German second lieutenant was in disbelief. He was the first to open his mouth to the surrendered and disarmed enemies, but he did not expect that all he got in exchange was a ruthless attack from the enemy. of cynicism.

"Who is your friend!? Damn you! It's because of trash like you that the reputation of the Germans is ruined! The Germans have been completely disgraced by you bunch of bitches!"

"Kneel down! Everyone, stay still! Anyone who dares to act rashly will be shot on the spot!"

"Stop fighting, stop fighting! Oops, I've surrendered, so stop fighting!"

The younger generation of East German soldiers who were born after the war and grew up under the red flag have no sympathy or sympathy for these disgraceful and disreputable Nazis.

Various rifle butts were slapped on the face and fists and kicks were exchanged, causing wailing for a while. Wittmann, who was sitting in the division headquarters and commanding the battle, also quickly received the news of this victory, along with further orders from his superiors.

"The forward attack forces are progressing smoothly, Comrade Division Commander. Enemy troops in many fighting areas have surrendered under our offensive, and the specific locations have been updated and marked on the map."

"In addition, Marshal Malashenko asked us to speed up the offensive and close the encirclement before the enemy's large forces fled. We must block the enemy's escape route to the north."

After receiving the order, Wittmann followed closely and replied while studying the battle map.

"Understood, send the reserve team up, and seal the pockets before the enemy's large evacuation force arrives. Prepare for tactical ballistic missile bombing, and do your best to prevent the enemy's evacuation."

"Yes, Comrade Commander."

The German troops, who were hit by missiles and bombs on the way back, were completely stunned. Such fierce firepower was unprecedented.

The battle offensive that was still pounding Sevastopol was instantly reversed. The German army, which had suffered heavy losses, was now stumbling and difficult to even retreat, let alone attack again.

There were blocking forces in front and fierce pursuit behind them. The efficiency of the large detour circle drawn by the enemy along the outside of the combat zone was shocking.

Neither the pursuing troops nor the blocking troops could defeat the situation. Manstein soon realized clearly that he had fallen into a dilemma. In military terms, this was called an encirclement that had been completed. .

It was at this time that the familiar voice came from the mysterious machine on the table again.

"You may boast that you are good at fighting, Manstein, but at this moment you are just a war criminal butcher. Look at the blood on your hands. Your crimes have caused the death of your tribe and caused unimaginable devastation of life on this land. Countless German soldiers are dying every minute and every second because of your selfish desires and arbitrary actions.”

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