The two sides were in a short stalemate on the battlefield.!

However, if this state continues, the Allies can afford to consume it, but the Germans cannot carry out such losses at all. If it continues, it will be extremely unfavorable to the Battle of Berlin.

Perhaps the Skeleton Baron has lost his skills. But what can I do? Germany has reached this point, who can create more miracles than the Skeleton Baron? It is already very good that he can do this.

However, perhaps only Wang Weiyi knows how far the war will go.

Since the beginning of the battle, Wang Weiyi has been commanding the war on the front line. With the sound of cannons, he stood firm like a statue.

And this is also the determination of the German soldiers to fight to the end!

Maybe miracles really cannot happen, but what does that matter? Being able to die for your own faith will be the happiest thing in life.

Now, the center of the battlefield has shifted from the front to the flank, and both sides have frequently dispatched troops here. The Allied forces have significantly strengthened the bombing here.

The sound of cannons rumbled, the rain of bullets flew everywhere, and the smoke of gunpowdered everything on the battlefield. The battle here has reached a white-hot stage.

Everyone in the German National Army and the Netherlands Landstorm Division were using their greatest fighting enthusiasm and courage to fight the most cruel strangle with the enemy.

Some of them are constantly dying, but some are constantly filling the gaps they leave behind.

The cruel and bloody battle on the 14th was hard to believe. Several positions were repeatedly fought for, and the positions were often captured by the Allies ten minutes ago, but ten minutes later, the German army quickly organized a counterattack and regained the position.

There are corpses everywhere, which makes people shocking to see.

On the 14th, the Allies finally made some breakthroughs. Under the joint attack of the US Second Armored Cavalry Division and the 12th Infantry Division, many positions fell into the hands of the Allies.

Especially in the afternoon, the battle has reached the decisive stage.

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Under the impact of the Allied forces, only a few core positions were still controlled by the Germans. And even if there were only these positions, the situation was still very unoptimistic, and the positions were likely to be lost at any time.

But every German soldier remembered the words of their Marshal Ernst:

"Even if the position is only a piece of palm-sized place, I must keep it before the arrival of the 15th."

Since the marshal has issued such an order, what else should I think about? The German soldiers of the National Army and the Regular Army went crazy and threw themselves into the battle, strangled them with the enemy like crazy, and used their flesh and blood to block the enemy's advance.

All the power that can be used is used without exception. Every bullet and every grenade has ensured that it plays the role it should play.

When will the new reinforcements arrive? How many people will be alive before they arrive? No one will know. This is not what they have to consider. Their only responsibilities are the same, that is, faithfully complete the tasks assigned by Marshal Ernst:

The nail is here, like a nail!

Countless people died silently, nothing earth-shaking, but they died in an ordinary battle like an ordinary soldier. And opposite them, countless American corpses were also lying everywhere.

The war is fair to both sides.

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Both the German and the US are suffering major casualties, every minute and every second. Time passes so slowly, at least for everyone on the battlefield now.

Mario has never experienced such a cruel war since the first day he entered the army. He could not have imagined that the battle would be so tragic, and he could have imagined that the earth could really be dyed red by blood.

How many years later will there be more people who will remember these soldiers who died for the country?

Marshal Ernst's phone just hung up. On the phone, the Marshal asked about the situation here. Mario answered very simply: It was very difficult, but the core position was still in our hands!

And Marshal Ernst answered to him: "Col. Mario, tomorrow you will get the reinforcements you need!"

The shells flew across the air. When another enemy attack was repelled, the Allies began to retaliate with mad artillery fire.

Mario looked at the flying shells and listened to the earth-shaking explosions. He felt that he should force himself to survive and then told others what had happened here.

Someone has to record all this.

This magnificent war.

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The sky finally turned completely dark. At night, the Allies did not take the initiative to attack except for artillery attacks, which also gave the German soldiers a rare chance to breathe.

Mario opened his notebook, and the title page read the words "Mario's War". He had already written almost half of it, and turned to a blank page, and he wrote:

"Today is December 14, 1965. The war was going on very hard... This morning, the Allies launched a large-scale attack. In the face of the enemy's absolute superior firepower, the German soldiers were so brave, and even their bravery was shocking. After a shelling, a soldier's legs were blown off. What made me unbelievable was that when the enemy launched an attack, he actually threw a grenade and died. What kind of spirit supported him to do this... Every German in the position was like this, and I saw it in them! The spirit of dying for the country. I think this spirit will happen in any country. If an enemy appears in Washington one day, the Americans will also resist to the death...

I am an American, and someone asked me why I wanted to help Germany fight? Is it just because of the fanatical worship of the Baron? I think so, but not entirely. War is unfair and cruel to the civilians. Especially the war of aggression launched by one country against another.

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When I set foot on the German land, this feeling was not strong for me, but as the war progressed, I saw many, many, I saw the German land burning, and the German people groaning. What kind of war is this?

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However, I saw something else.

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I saw the determination of the German people to resist to the end. I heard their voices. I saw that on every inch of land, they were fighting bravely for their own country. Death could not threaten them, and each of them was ready for death.

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Such a nation can defeat them, but you will never be able to conquer them.

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Another point I have to record again.

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If you didn't come here in person, you would never feel the Germans' fanaticism about Baron Alexanderson. That kind of fanaticism is natural, even blind. They accept all the orders of the Baron unconditionally and can die for the Baron unconditionally. Such spirit is a prerequisite for them to stick to it all the time.
To be continued...