Clouds darken the sky over the frozen river. Everything is still now, not a single soul dares venture out in the open, blizzard is bound to strike soon; that is what the soviet commanders wait for before they start the assault. Visibility starts to drop and the wind intensifies as the cold settles in. Light begins to fade; the darkest hour has arrived.
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Witness an one hour long battle that claimed almost 1000 souls. The river turned red by the blood of the fallen.
"Das Howizer Schlag scared me so much... i dropped My rifle, a pistol , two knives, three grenades and my d***"
-Friedrich the Grenadier
"We drank so much vodka, none of our fourteen T34s managed to survive"
- Unknown Conscript
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