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Game is already in turn 19 but i will start the AAR now as its getting interesting. the first few posts will take the form of diary excerpts to bring you guys up to scratch on game events
Fire in the East
Excerpts from a Diary
Two full months into Operation Barbarossa and the Whermacht has swept all of Byelorussia, most of the Baltic States and the Ukraine under its feet. Since the 21st June the German army was pounding away at the Red Army in an incessant and overwhelming way. Its panzer and motorized formations flew across the border and smashed into the Western Military Districts without mercy. That first day was wrought with despair. Our defences withered in the face of German superiority. Our air force dropped out of the sky like clay pigeons or was shot up in its airfields like lame ducks. By the end of June the occupied part of Poland had been occupied and in the south, treacherous Romanian forces had retaken Bessarabia and had their eyes set on the Ukraine. The Germans had collected a plethora of satellite armies to aid in its invasion of the Rodina. Slovaks, Hungarians, Romanians joined their German allies in participating in the raping of the sacred Motherland.
My unit, the 17th Rifle Division was held in reserve on that fateful day. Our platoon sergeant, Plasov (now lying somewhere in the Northern Pripet Marshes) a WW1 veteran, was surprised we had received no movement orders westwards. The political commissar attached to the division reassured us that the invasion was just rumours spread by capitalist Britain for us to join in the war. Hitler and Stalin had signed a treaty, Germany was our ally not our foe. Plasov started to laugh, not a wise thing to do with NKVD units stationed in town. What was even funnier was when Plasov’s laughing was supplemented by the drone of aircraft engines followed by the whistling of falling bombs, the crash of explosions, and the zip of machinegun bullets the cries of the wounded. Heinkels 111’s escorted by Me 110’s flew over our positions, a black cloud of death. We were stationed in Minsk, far away from any front, or so we thought. Most of the German aircraft headed east, towards the airfields outside the city. Several of them, however, directed their full attention to us. That’s how my baptism of fire happened, under the falling bombs of fascist aeroplanes. Our motor pool park was shattered and according to a corporal friend of mine attached to the divisional staff we had incurred 17% casualties when the ammo dump went up.
2 days later movement orders came, the surprise was they took us East, not West! As we entrained out of Minsk we heard explosions in the industrial areas. We immediately thought that fascist commandos had sabotaged our factories.
Game is already in turn 19 but i will start the AAR now as its getting interesting. the first few posts will take the form of diary excerpts to bring you guys up to scratch on game events
Fire in the East
Excerpts from a Diary
Two full months into Operation Barbarossa and the Whermacht has swept all of Byelorussia, most of the Baltic States and the Ukraine under its feet. Since the 21st June the German army was pounding away at the Red Army in an incessant and overwhelming way. Its panzer and motorized formations flew across the border and smashed into the Western Military Districts without mercy. That first day was wrought with despair. Our defences withered in the face of German superiority. Our air force dropped out of the sky like clay pigeons or was shot up in its airfields like lame ducks. By the end of June the occupied part of Poland had been occupied and in the south, treacherous Romanian forces had retaken Bessarabia and had their eyes set on the Ukraine. The Germans had collected a plethora of satellite armies to aid in its invasion of the Rodina. Slovaks, Hungarians, Romanians joined their German allies in participating in the raping of the sacred Motherland.
My unit, the 17th Rifle Division was held in reserve on that fateful day. Our platoon sergeant, Plasov (now lying somewhere in the Northern Pripet Marshes) a WW1 veteran, was surprised we had received no movement orders westwards. The political commissar attached to the division reassured us that the invasion was just rumours spread by capitalist Britain for us to join in the war. Hitler and Stalin had signed a treaty, Germany was our ally not our foe. Plasov started to laugh, not a wise thing to do with NKVD units stationed in town. What was even funnier was when Plasov’s laughing was supplemented by the drone of aircraft engines followed by the whistling of falling bombs, the crash of explosions, and the zip of machinegun bullets the cries of the wounded. Heinkels 111’s escorted by Me 110’s flew over our positions, a black cloud of death. We were stationed in Minsk, far away from any front, or so we thought. Most of the German aircraft headed east, towards the airfields outside the city. Several of them, however, directed their full attention to us. That’s how my baptism of fire happened, under the falling bombs of fascist aeroplanes. Our motor pool park was shattered and according to a corporal friend of mine attached to the divisional staff we had incurred 17% casualties when the ammo dump went up.
2 days later movement orders came, the surprise was they took us East, not West! As we entrained out of Minsk we heard explosions in the industrial areas. We immediately thought that fascist commandos had sabotaged our factories.
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