German Red Prince

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"I can take a shower, but I probably won't be able to sleep for three days and three nights."

Blitzkrieg walked over and waved the documents in his hand.

"The troops will rest for a day in Marhausen, and then advance towards Friedland after reinforcements arrive. Remember, we only have one day to rest, or even less, because we need to start the attack immediately once the reinforcements arrive."

"Damn it, so rushed?"

Albert cursed and then ran away as fast as he could, taking off his clothes as he ran. He wanted to take a shower and then immediately go to bed to sleep.

The reason for such a short rest period was that, through the interrogation of the prisoners, they learned that Prussia had sent another batch of troops to the front lines, a unit wearing brown uniforms. They were not part of the Prussian army, but they were much more dangerous than the Prussian army. Most of the Prussian soldiers did not want to fight, but these soldiers were absolute supporters of the war because they were the armed forces directly under the National Party.

Today, the tank unit they are facing contains many members of the Nationalist Party. Judging from their fighting spirit, the next group will definitely not be easy to deal with either. However, it is said that the main force of this unit is in another direction, which means that the unit wearing brown uniforms is likely to encounter the northern army.

The battle on their side was very difficult, and they didn't know what the situation was like in the north. If they really encountered such troops, it would probably be a tough battle as well. Blitzt could only pray that things would go more smoothly over there.

The situation in the north was actually going smoothly. While Blüthner was still fighting skirmishes, they had already captured Hernd. However, the troops did not continue to advance, and they were waiting for reinforcements to follow. Guderian decided to capture Dransfeld before attacking Göttingen. Firstly, there was a direct road from there to Göttingen, which would make resupply convenient. Secondly, if the city was not captured, Prussia could cut off the attacking force in half, and then they would become the dumpling filling.

In Hernd, a new batch of troops arrived at the front line. The soldiers smoked as they looked at the troops in front of them. This troops were strange. They did not belong to the regular armed forces of the Kingdom of Rhine. Their official name was the National Armed Militia, and they also had a well-known name, the Red Army Brigade.

386. The Stormtroopers and the Red Army Brigade

The Red Army Brigade was a regular armed force belonging to the Communist Party of Germany. It is important to note that although this army was not part of the Kingdom's regular armed forces, it was still a regular armed force. In other words, the existence of this army was recognized by the Kingdom, and their weapons were provided by the Kingdom.

It may sound strange, even unusual, that a kingdom has a regular communist armed force, and now this force has been sent to the front lines.

With Thorne's help, the size of the German Communist Party's armed forces was also rapidly expanding. This force, as one of the armed forces, was also sent to the front lines. The Red Army Brigade of the German Communist Party was a true model unit of the National People's Army, and future German forces would all take this force as their model.

What distinguishes this unit from other units is a symbol printed on the side of their helmets; any time travelers here would recognize it immediately—it's the coat of arms of East Germany.

This was the ninth month since Haigar joined the party, and the fourth month since he joined the Red Army brigade. He first joined the Socialist Labor Party, and later, after passing the examination, joined the Communist Party of Germany. After joining the party, he also learned the cause of his brother Harvey's death. He had sacrificed himself for the revolution in a foreign land. He was a great warrior.

His own mother had already suffered the pain of losing her son once, but he had to go to the front lines. This was not only to defend the Rhine, but also to accomplish an extremely great and glorious cause: the liberation of Germany.

The Rhine Red Army Brigade is heading to the front lines. This is the main force fighting against Dresfeld. Their opponent is Hess's trump card, the Volkssturm. This will be the first direct confrontation between the two ideologies.

"Check your weapons carefully. I don't want your first bullet to be a dud, and I certainly don't want you to get shot in the backside by the Prussians!"

The company commander was shouting orders in the company, and everyone began to make tense preparations. Trucks and various armored vehicles had started up, and the roar made the whole town lively. As the armed force of the Communist Party of Germany, the Red Army brigade did not need to hide anything. There were no military judges here, only political commissars.

"Helmet, grenades, bullets, firearms, check everything! And the buttons on your clothes too. I don't want to have to button them all up again when I'm sorting through your bodies."

Luo Boer had a foul mouth, but he was indeed a capable political commissar, and apart from his foul mouth, he didn't have any other bad habits. Everyone just laughed it off and didn't say anything.

"Get on the bus, get on the bus! This time we're going to give the Prussians a good kick in the ass and drive them out completely!"

The soldiers boarded trucks, and some sat in armored vehicles. Tanks led the way, with soldiers following closely behind. Because this was not a mobile operation, the speed was not fast. The tanks were mainly used for cover, and they were not the latest models. The other tanks were responsible for the assault. As the Red Army's armed forces, they could not be too conspicuous. Most of the tanks equipped by the Red Army brigades were older models.

The troops marched in neat rows along the road. Although the Red Army brigade's equipment was not the best among the Rhine Army, their fighting spirit was absolutely first-rate. A unit with faith is fundamentally different from other units.

Singing war songs with high morale, the troops marched toward Dransfield. For the first half of the journey, they encountered no obstacles or Prussian ambushes. However, for the second half, the atmosphere gradually became strange.

Haigar saw a person hanging on a telephone pole in the distance, with a sign attached to his body.

"I am willing to support Rhine."

After successfully liberating Kassel, the Rhine Kingdom's army has now entered the territory controlled by the Prussian Kingdom. Göttingen is an important town on the border between the Rhine and Prussia, and it is the border of Prussia. However, these people really show no mercy to their own people.

The further you go, the more people you see hanging on the telephone poles.

"I am a traitor to Prussia."

"I don't want to join the army."

"I want to tip them off."

It was obvious that hanging these people up on this road was not for anyone else to see; it was for the Rhine army to see.

"Go and put those bodies down and find a place to bury them."

Ropol found some engineers and ordered them to bury the people. If they were this ruthless to their own people, he was certain that the army stationed in the city was no pushover.

"Notify the troops ahead to slow down and be vigilant; the enemy in this city is extremely dangerous."

War is not a matter for civilians. These people are targeting civilians, which will anger ordinary soldiers. They are also the armed forces of the Communist Party. These soldiers have secretly vowed that they will never forgive the enemy troops in this city so easily.

"The city is now in sight. Prepare to attack. Our troops continue to advance along the road. The Third and Seventh Companies split up to the east and west. Watch out for windows and rooftops."

There were no citizens left in the city, at least not a single person in Hyjal. Soldiers, carrying their weapons, searched for cover and slowly advanced along the road. Armored vehicles moved slowly forward on the road, with soldiers close to the houses on both sides of the vehicles to provide cover as they approached.

"Go inside, inspect the alleyways and houses, the rest of you move on."

Haigar received orders and, along with several comrades, turned into the alley on the left, climbed through the window into the house, and opened the door.

"Hey, thank goodness you didn't break the glass, or we would have had to pay for it."

"Go upstairs and set up the machine gun."

Hyjal was speechless. He ordered the machine gunners to set up machine guns in the windows of the upper floors and aim them ahead. The armored vehicles led the way, and the soldiers split up in twos and threes to check and occupy the surrounding houses, thus advancing towards the center of the town.

"suddenly"

Machine gun fire suddenly erupted, and several soldiers who couldn't dodge in time were hit and fell to the ground, convulsing.

"Machine guns! Take cover!" Ropol shouted, ordering the troops to disperse immediately.

"Quickly, to that room, fire!"

Haigar pointed to a house not far away, where flames were shooting from the window, and the machine gunner began to suppress fire in the direction Haigar was pointing.

"Provide cover for the troops, Schmidt, you take five men and charge through!"

Under the cover of armored vehicles, Schmidt led his men to move to a house ahead, but they had just arrived when a shell landed inside the house.

"Damn it!"

Ropol cursed angrily.

"Fire!" an officer from the assault team ordered.

Several assault team soldiers stuffed mortars into their barrels, and with a series of booming sounds, shells rained down around the troops, driving them all into buildings.

The assault team soldiers attacked from the shadows, and their firepower was indeed very strong. Before long, an armored vehicle was engulfed in flames.

The Rhine Kingdom's army may be very capable, but the stormtroopers are not easy to deal with either. Hess was very confident that his stormtroopers could definitely deliver a fatal blow to the Rhine Kingdom's army.

387. A hard-won victory

"Get to the sides! Quickly, get to the sides!"

It's unclear how many houses the Prussians had machine guns installed, but the dense barrage made it impossible for them to get close.

"Grenade!"

After throwing a grenade to destroy a makeshift fortification in front, the others were finally able to advance a short distance. Although the Prussian army's firepower was extremely fierce, it must be said that the widespread use of automatic weapons in Thorne greatly improved the combat effectiveness of the Rhine Kingdom's army.

Just like the machine guns of the Red Army brigade now, a single general-purpose machine gun can suppress the firepower of three machine guns on the other side, not to mention the MP28s that these people are carrying. Compared with the assault team, the Red Army brigade still has a considerable firepower advantage.

The cover provided by machine guns and submachine guns allowed the infantry to advance even faster, and the Red Army brigade soldiers slowly advanced along the ruins on both sides of the road.

Haigar joined the assault. Under the cover of submachine guns, the rifles could be fired more effectively. He and several others huddled behind cover. One of his comrades pulled the bolt and was shot in the head as soon as he stood up. Haigar heard the crisp sound of the bullet hitting the helmet clearly.

The soldier suddenly lost control and fell backward, blood dripping from his helmet onto the ground. Looking at the corpse lying on the ground, Hyjal felt nauseous, but not physically; he felt nauseous at this damned war.

"Sniper! Watch out for the sniper in the building!"

The opposing side was indeed very well prepared, with snipers hidden in bunkers and ruins, and armored vehicles firing in the general direction to provide cover. The light tanks that came with them also proved effective, firing a shot at the house.

"Try us out, Rhine people!"

Just as Hyjal was thinking of continuing forward, several soldiers in brown uniforms suddenly emerged from a house next to him, throwing Molotov cocktails in the direction where they were hiding.

Without a second thought, Hyjal dragged the hidden soldier into a nearby house. The Molotov cocktail shattered, and flames instantly engulfed the spot where Hyjal had been hiding. The corpse lying on the ground burst into flames. If he hadn't evacuated in time, his fate would have been no better; he would have been burned alive. Such a way of dying was nothing short of torture.

"Fire! There are enemy troops in the tall buildings on both sides!"

The submachine guns began firing at the windows of the high-rise building across the street. Haigar seized the opportunity and threw a grenade inside. After a huge explosion, the room fell silent.

Taking a deep breath, Haigar rushed to the other side, raised his gun, and went up to the second floor. The two soldiers had been blown beyond recognition, but Haigar still carefully checked them over to make sure. He didn't want to risk his life to make a mistake.

Although the guards in the house were killed, Hyjal couldn't help but gasp at the contents of the house. It seemed that Prussia had really gone all out. The weapons and ammunition in this house were enough for the two men to hold out for a long time. If they had tried to use a sneak attack, this house could have caused them a great deal of casualties.

There was still plenty of ammunition in the room. Haigar picked up a few grenades and hung them on his body. When he went into the inner room, he found that there was still some unfinished coffee on the table. How could these people still sit down and drink tea under such circumstances?

Haigar ignored all that. There was still half a pot of coffee left on the table. He sat down for a while to recover, then drank the half pot of coffee in one gulp. After finishing, he stuck out his tongue. This coffee was really awful.

After looting the weapons and ammunition, Haigar went downstairs and continued to advance. It must be said that the fighting force they were fighting against was indeed formidable. Such fighting spirit was something that other armies did not have, because no one really wanted to fight a civil war, but these people were different. They were the army of the National Party, and they genuinely wanted to fight this war.

So although the Red Army brigade kept advancing, the pace was very slow. Their army's deployment was very clever, with a few soldiers deployed in each room, thus dispersing all their forces. Although this could not directly repel the Rhine army, it could definitely inflict effective casualties. They wanted to turn the city into a meat grinder.

With so many houses, it's impossible to know which one contains enemy troops. We can only check each house one by one. Even if there are no enemies, it will take a long time. If there are enemy troops inside, it will take even longer. There may only be two or three soldiers in the house, but they have enough weapons and ammunition to hold off a couple hundred people for ten or twenty minutes without any problem.

"go ahead!"

Despite heavy casualties, the Red Army brigade soldiers continued to advance. The further they went, the more tactics the enemy employed. For example, a soldier kicking open a door would trigger a landmine buried behind it, and the huge explosion would blow the soldier to pieces. In addition to corners, the landmines would also be found on corpses. They could trigger traps unintentionally.

Ropol rushed forward, kicked open the door, and hid to the side. The loud explosion proved that the house was also buried with booby traps. He cursed under his breath, grabbed his gun, and rushed upstairs. As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he saw assault team soldiers firing downstairs.

"damn it!"

Robor shouted, but no bullets came out after he pulled the trigger, which made him feel disheartened. However, it was clear that the other party was also very surprised to see him. He raised his rifle and pulled the trigger at him. Robor quickly lowered his head. The soldier fired two shots and missed. Just as he was about to fire a third shot, he ran out of bullets.

Robor tried again, but his submachine gun jammed. Seeing that the other man had run out of bullets, he knew he couldn't let him reload. Robor grabbed his helmet and threw it at him. He rushed forward while the other man instinctively dodged, causing him to miss the opportunity to reload. Since Robor had already rushed over, and it seemed too late, he could only drop his rifle and throw his helmet at Robor as well.

The two men started fighting inside the house. Ropol had a pistol tucked into his waistband. He covered the other man's face with one hand and reached for the pistol in his waistband with the other. The soldier obviously knew his intention and grabbed Ropol's neck tightly with both hands.

In this tense situation, Robor couldn't pull out his pistol no matter what he did, so he could only start groping with his other hand. Coincidentally, their fight had knocked over a table, and a grenade on the table rolled to the ground. Robor found the grenade and smashed it hard into the other man's head, knocking him to the ground.

Once he had recovered, Ropol straddled the stormtrooper and repeatedly struck him on the head with grenades until it was a bloody mess. The soldier stopped struggling and fell to the ground, beginning to twitch slightly.

Looking at the soldiers who had lost the ability to resist, Ropol took two steps back and lay on the ground, panting. At this moment, he was also sweating profusely. If he hadn't knocked over the table and picked up a grenade, he might have been strangled to death.

Although it was a tough nut to crack, the Red Army brigade still managed to control the road that led directly to Göttingen. By controlling this road, the mobile forces could advance more quickly and launch a pincer attack on Göttingen from two directions, together with Friedland.

The SA was indeed formidable. After capturing Fransfeld, the troops suffered heavy losses and were resting and waiting for reinforcements. In other words, after capturing Fransfeld, they would have to hold out on their own for a while. There shouldn't have been any unexpected events, but another group of fully armed SA soldiers was heading towards Fransfeld from Göttingen.

The Red Army brigade had not yet established a firm foothold, and the Sheden direction was even more vulnerable. If it were breached, the entire left flank might be doomed. Prussia might very well press on and block Minden in one fell swoop, and the armored forces that had penetrated so deep would be encircled and annihilated.

388. The Ideological War

It was a hard-fought victory; it was definitely a tough battle. The Red Army brigade encountered such a tough nut to crack in its first battle. There weren't many troops in the city, and Hess had only urgently dispatched a batch of assault troops; there hadn't been time for large-scale reinforcements.

The Red Army Brigade has captured the city, and subsequent stormtroopers are on their way. However, the Red Army Brigade in Dransfield is unaware of this yet, as they are taking the time to rest and regroup.

The city of Dransfield was almost destroyed, but the defending forces were clearly well-equipped with plenty of weapons and equipment. As the victorious side, the Red Army brigade soldiers were cleaning up the battlefield.

Ropol lit a cigarette and sat on the armored vehicle watching the soldiers below carry the corpses. These soldiers in brown uniforms were completely different from ordinary soldiers. As the political commissar of the Red Army, Ropol could clearly sense that these people also had some kind of faith in their hearts.

He looked at the corpses of the group of people while exhaling smoke rings. Although they were enemies, he really admired them. Some of these people had a strong fighting spirit. Just look at that corpse. Its legs had been broken by machine gun fire, but it was still crawling forward with a grenade in its hand. It died halfway there. They still didn't know what the name of this army was.

"Political Commissar, come quickly!"

A soldier rushed over and reported the situation to Ropol.

Ropol took two deep drags on his cigarette, threw the butt on the ground, and followed the soldier to a house not far away. Judging from the layout of the house, this should be the command post. However, there was no one inside. More importantly, they hadn't burned the documents. If it weren't for the scattered documents on the ground, no one would have known that these people had hurriedly run away.

A huge flag hung on the wall, red, white and black. Ropol knew this flag very well; it was the flag of the National National Party. The National National Party was considered a mortal enemy of the Communist Party of Germany in Prussia. After Hess came to power, he cracked down on the Communist Party of Germany much more ruthlessly than Tirpitz.

“National Party? Could this army be theirs?” Ropol took out a lighter, looked at the photo of Hess, lit it, and muttered to himself.

He threw the burning photo on the ground and stomped it out. A wisp of smoke rose from the ground, smelling terrible. There was a photo of Hess here, as well as the flag of the National National Party. It was clear that the army here belonged to the National National Party. He casually opened a document and learned the name of the army: the National National Party Stormtroopers. He hadn't expected Hess to have such power; he could actually stuff his own armed forces into the army.

It's important to understand that although the Communist Party of Germany (CPD) was also part of the armed forces in the Rhineland, the resistance to its establishment was considerable. Even with Thorne's support, their equipment and personnel were controlled. It was only through Thorne's efforts that the CPD's armed forces were barely allowed to reach a strength of 20,000.

Ropol glanced at the documents briefly. This stormtrooper was much larger than theirs. The stormtroopers they were fighting were selected from the larger stormtroopers. There was also a document on the table that another stormtrooper force of about two thousand men had already assembled in Göttingen and was preparing to reinforce Dransfield. Judging from the date, it should be soon.

Ropol broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, their attack came in time. If this unit had been reinforced, given their fighting strength during the battle, and considering that the troops in the rear were all on the front lines, it wouldn't be impossible for them to successfully assemble and march south to break through Hernd and control Minden.

Back in Kassel, they nearly wiped out Prussia, and now the SA almost wiped out the Kingdom of the Rhine. Ropol scratched his head. The information on the document was giving him a headache. With a force of over two thousand men, after a fierce battle, were there even three hundred left to fight in Dransfield?

Three hundred men against two thousand—the contrast was despairing to even think about. But they couldn't retreat. The Rhine Kingdom was advancing too fast, and their reinforcements hadn't yet caught up to secure the front line. If the enemy broke through their defenses, their rear would be in danger.

"Send the message back and report to the higher-ups: how long do we need to hold out before reinforcements arrive?"

Ropol put his hat back on and gave instructions to the officer beside him: there was no time to rest, they had to quickly deploy and block this force.

......

Hijal crouched beside a pool of water, his head submerged. He could still feel the heat of the Molotov cocktail the stormtrooper had thrown at him, as if the flames had actually burned him.

He didn't know how long he had been holding it in, but he suddenly raised his head and kept rubbing his face. After washing his face, he picked up the water bottle and gulped down the water in one go.

Their clothes were still stained with blood and smelled strange. Behind them, everything was in a flurry of activity. A tent was set up in a large square, and soldiers hurriedly carried stretchers inside, carrying the wounded inside. The stench of blood was overwhelming, along with the groans of the wounded.