"Come back here ya coward, it's only a flesh wound..." SFS Round 2 Sitrep Thread!!

[Hammer44(FGM)]

The breech widens as scores of Russian tanks can be seen from the woods that I and Oberst Lucht occupy along with a hand full of determined Engineers.

We move forward as the radio cracks with news that yet another push for the secnd rail bridge is underway; Engineers suported by a platoon of MkIV's advance thru the wheatfiled as Russian Panzers blaze away ath the attackers. an ATG in the woods nearby joins teh fray trying ot cover the assualt flank, and is soon silenced.

Tigers from yet another platoon attempts to flank the woods and give us here in the woods approaching Noyva some support, but the Russian Panzer forces along the railline is too strong and they are driven back and eliminated outright.

Meanwhile as all of this is going on, we hugg the trees (no Al Gore isn't in our platoon....but if he's nearby, send him to the front we need every man in the trenches) as scores of rounds from tanks just 250 meters away pound our position.

I watch as one by one the men of the Engineer platons with us on the Noyva assualt melt away, wounded and or killed outright. Suddenly a round slams into our position tearing my tunic an dsendinga shard of hot metal into my shoulder. I am ok, but Oberst Lucht is dead an dmost of his staff as well...suddenly I realize that I am alone in the woods.

If the Russians enter the woods I am dead, but hearing no fire coming from my position the Russians turn ot meet the renewed asualt on the Rail Bridge #2, and some no doubt return to Noyva to celebrate its liberation.

I look at the radio set nearby, and see it is not damaged; I suddenly hear that the rail bridge is ours once again; a small victory that will only allow out outpost forces to withdraw at night I summize.

I crawl away from the carnage of our position in the woods and with some luck make it back to the railway station; hreeted bythe even more grim looking Major he simply says " I see you have been properly introduced to our Russian Friends?"

"Lucht is tot" I answered tiredly. " those who hug the front line as Lucht always seem to end up on the casuality list" he replied.

" What do we do next?" I asked his reply was given with a sardonic look " we pull back a few K's and create yet another blocking force"

"But the Fuerher has ordered us to fight to the last round, not another step back?" I answered.

" When he arrives with his last round, I'll send him to the front, better yet I'll have you escort him up; you can introduce him to our Rissian friends when he arrives...Im busy, gets some rest we pull out at dark"

And so it ends herel only one objective taken by the Russians, teh southern most village of the line Noyva; yet the line is breeched, and the cost has been so high that its a major loss for the fatheland...

We slip out under the cover of darkness, our outpost platoons leave first, and as we move away in the mist of the Russian Panzers, I say to myself, another day and time General K.K.

down the road, yet another blocking force is building, and yet another meeting awaits our Russian Friends; we are buying Russian Real Estate, one body at a time...The cost of land is so high on the Eastern Front..Maybe i'll go Condo.