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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair "So, I've now been promoted to second lieutenant and am in command of this platoon?" Borol asked, looking at the letter of appointment and the promotion document sent from battalion headquarters, his face devoid of any joy. He had been holding this position for a whole night. The parachute platoon, which should have had a full 38 officers and men, now had only 21. That is to say, the entire parachute platoon had 17 men…-
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair Borol had originally intended to use a hand grenade to take out the Dutch soldiers in this church, but upon seeing the noisy anti-aircraft gun position, he changed his mind. He turned his head and whispered to the soldier beside him, "I'll go in and deal with the Dutch soldiers here. You go and have the machine gun team relocate and meet me here. Understood?" "Sir? You're going in alone?" the soldier asked with a frown. "We…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair The green light suddenly came on. The sound of anti-aircraft guns exploding was continuous. However, the number of transport planes had been greatly reduced, clearly because they had dispersed to fly to their respective drop zones. Borol yanked open the plane's door. The cold wind blew on his face. Outside the door, a line of tracer rounds could be seen just grazing a Ju-52 as they flew into the higher sky. He turned his…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair "On your feet," with a single command, the soldiers sitting on the grass began to slowly climb up. On their backs were their parachute packs, and over their torsos were tactical vests, hung with grenades, bayonets, and canteens. Below were ammo pouches, field tents and raincoats, various food items, and other miscellaneous gear. This was the standard configuration for a German paratrooper, meticulously trained completely…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair For Galland, the Red Baron, Manfred von Richthofen, was his idol. He even deliberately imitated the legendary pilot, who had shot down 80 planes, in his daily speech. Galland loved flying, just as Richthofen had loved flying. He loved the roar of the engine, he loved looking at the cotton-candy-like clouds through the glass of the metal cockpit, and he loved the thrill and pleasure of the chase and the hunt in the air. To…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair Akado stood on the balcony of the Felsennest, silently looking up as the German fighter formations flew over the border region. On the horizon, a black cloud of smoke was rising, and the rumble of cannons could be heard clearly even from where he was. This was the first phase of Operation Sickle Cut. The military strength of the Allied forces and Germany could be considered evenly matched. Including the reserve forces at…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair "We've found the airfield! They are taking off!" a pilot reported his discovery over the intercom. "Galland, you protect us from high altitude. We are beginning the attack," an air force commander in a two-seater command Stuka bomber assigned the tasks. "No problem on the fighter side. You can begin your attack. Four fighters will follow your formation. The rest of the fighters will climb with me to find targets,"…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair In the early morning, Rein, wearing a newly issued winter coat, was walking on the thick snow at the garrison of the 1st Panzer Corps, which had been temporarily assigned to von Rundstedt's command on the Western Front. The winter coats issued to the armored troops were jacket-style and not very thick. After all, the inside of a tank was still very warm. The heat from the engine was transmitted through a thin iron plate into…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair The tank's tracks pushed aside the bushes, and the snow on them was shaken to the ground, then churned up by the tracks, mixed with black mud, and thrown to the side. The rumbling of the engine was accompanied by the cracking sound of breaking branches. When the German tank appeared on the battlefield, it seemed to carry with it an unstoppable, domineering aura. As they crossed this patch of bushes, Rein ducked into the…
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Advanced chapter until 500+ at my Patreon https://www.patreon.com/c/caleredhair The Kremlin, the landmark building of Moscow. Stalin stood on the balcony, watching as the red flag was solemnly raised by the soldiers. He then walked back into his room with his hands behind his back. His mood had been very bad these past few days, so bad that many things that should have been happy could not bring a smile to his face. One was that his former right-hand man, his most trusted subordinate, Yezhov, was dead,…
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