Steel Soviet Union

Do you have any other questions?

Of course there is, but Wittmann's next question has nothing to do with equipment.

After gesturing for Kegel to follow him to a deserted place, Wittmann made sure that no one else could hear him, and then asked Kegel softly.

"What is the situation now? Rumors are spreading everywhere that the Allied forces on the opposite side are about to attack. There is no response from above. They just ask the troops to improve their combat readiness, but we have no idea what is happening. Do you have any information here? Nothing to reveal?"

Wittmann didn't like rumors. Rumors would shake the morale and morale of the army and make soldiers in preparation for war think wildly.

Even the most determined veteran will be affected by rumors, it's just a question of the size of the impact. For example, Wittmann himself feels that he is not in a very good state these days. Although he does not say it, when he is lying in bed at night or has nothing to do, he will make random guesses about the situation.

Rumors stop with wise men, and wise men need to stop rumors with the truth.

If he wants his armored soldiers to stop spreading rumors, Wittmann, who has become the deputy battalion commander of the 101st Heavy Armored Battalion of the Waffen-SS, needs to know some specific new situations. There must be some information that can be disclosed. Only by telling everyone can it be useful.

Although Wittmann's starting point was good, Kegel looked confused when he heard such a question.

"Honestly, I want to help you, and I also want to tell you something, but I really don't know anything too specific. Do you believe it?"

""

Wittmann was speechless, but a little unwilling.

"Don't you always stay in Berlin? Haven't you heard any news at all?"

""

Kegel did not expect that he would go so far as to speak. Wittmann retreated and continued to ask questions. In fact, he had no choice but to continue speaking.

"I am only saying this to you. If something happens to me, it will be you who leaked the secret. Do you understand?"

""

Wittmann did not speak, but the expression on his face gave him the default answer.

The unhappy Kegel put his hands on his hips. In fact, he was very reluctant to say this to Wittmann, who was not a close friend of him. But if you think about it from another angle, Wittmann also needs to know certain situations. It is not a problem for the armored soldiers on the front line to be suspicious and worried all day long. This is out of rational considerations, and Kegel finally felt that he was emotionally involved. Choosing the latter between reason and reason.

"I don't know that clearly. It's just that a friend from the Military Intelligence Bureau got drunk when I was drinking. He talked nonsense without keeping his mouth shut. As for whether it is true or not, you have to decide for yourself.

"The news they have is that the Allied forces will launch an attack in May or early June. The specific time is unclear, but a lot of evidence shows that there is such a plan. The Allied forces' headquarters is in Kent, England. I heard that the Yankees have transferred Several armies came over to form a landing army group. I don’t know how they got so many ships to transport troops.”

"He also said that the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces was Patton. He was the one who fought against General Rommel in Africa before. I heard that he fought without any rules and was like a wild bull, but he was good at using armored troops. This is what the rumor said."

"If I were you, I would prepare quickly, Wittmann. These Allied bastards must not have mobilized so many troops just for sightseeing. The supplies consumed by hundreds of thousands of troops every day are astronomical. Figures. Once prepared, those Allied forces will not sit on the broken island opposite and do nothing for a long time. You must be prepared for a tough battle. With the latest equipment just handed over to you, your battalion will The best armored ace in the entire SS."

It was a great honor for Kegel, who only had a one-time acquaintance with Wittmann, to talk about this. If it weren't for the fact that Wittmann was a celebrity who was highly praised by the head of state, and he also admired this guy and was happy to call him his friend. Kegel would not take the risk of leaking the secret and tell Wittmann these dangerous words. These days, everyone is afraid that the SS Gestapo will come to their door.

"So, the news was confirmed? Just recently?"

Today is already May 7th. If what Kegel said is true, then the time for the attack should be approaching.

"Confirmation? Where can I confirm it? I only know Guderian and have no friendship with Canaris. Where can I confirm such high-level information for you? It's good to hear some information. What do you expect?"

""

Wittmann, who had never been involved in the field of intelligence, was a little dull in this regard, and thought that Kegel, who had been in Berlin for a long time, was a little too omnipotent.

But Kegel didn't have time to continue spending time with Wittmann right now. He had to rush to the next unit to work on the handover of equipment.

"Okay, Wittmann, let's end our conversation here. I'm going to find Enschel to get the receipt, and then I have to leave. There are still a lot of things waiting for me to do today. Take care of yourself. , I hope that everything will be fine when we meet next time.”

next time? Will there be another meeting?

To be honest, even Wittmann himself didn't know.

Of course, this lack of clarity was not directed at Kegel. This assistant who followed Guderian all day long was looking forward to working in Berlin. Even the planes and artillery on the front line couldn't hit him, so at least his life was safe.

What Wittmann couldn't guarantee was whether he would survive until the next meeting. I heard that General Rommel lost many troops in Africa and was defeated miserably. Judging from this, those Allied forces should be very capable of fighting, perhaps better than the Russians. Still awesome. Wittmann, who had never fought against the Allied forces, felt a little unsure. It was unclear whether he could withstand the coming battle.

"What were you two talking about just now? I saw you and him were whispering for a while by the tree."

Enschel, who had just signed the equipment receipt form and returned it to Kegel, was asking questions. As the commander of the 101st SS Heavy Armored Battalion, he had the qualifications to ask Wittmann.

Looking at the dust all the way as Kegel got into the car and drove away, Wittmann, who was about to say something, didn't have time to say anything. A roar from far to near came straight from the sky.

Buzz - Phew -

"Oh, bastard! Why are these idiots in the Air Force flying so low today? Is there something wrong with their heads?!"

An ultra-low-altitude raiding plane suddenly passed directly over the head, and the roar instantly stirred up the originally peaceful village into a panic and filled with complaints.

Compared with the continuous curses around him, Wittmann, who had just raised his head and saw a mark he had never seen before, now spoke with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Could I be dazzled? There are red targets painted on the wings of that plane!"