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11. September 1943

Shortly after lunch a man came running from the rear base excited and told us to, Corporal Werner, Siegfried is to quickly come to head to the Office. The fright in the limbs drove me instantly. Had I maybe done something? Na, nothing was left to me, as time go. I combed hair, put it on the kepi and buckled to Koppel, reported me off and started.

When the boss I needed not to send a, He saw me and called me back. He frug me whether I write typewriter and shorthand to [can]. I said yes to this and since I had to put me just at the table before the typewriter. I had just fixed the first arm, began to shoot our battery when suddenly. We looked up instantly in the sky and God knows, then came a pretty strong [Petljakow] PE-2 Association.


Sowjetische Petljakow Pe-2

Soviet Petlyakov PE-2

Instantly everything stob apart and sought cover. I ran away with the intention of, to run as far side beyond. Finally crouched I you me in a Fensterhöhle of a ground bunker and was looking for cover. And already the bombs came. Rapidly the strikes came closer. For a split second, I saw a fuzzy shadow down Outlook and that one, no more sharp explosions. Fragmented the Windows of my distances and from the floor of this bunker, someone asks me: “What is happening?” I replied: “Nee, Pig had.[“] Knappe 25 m I slapped away a a bomb row. Up few mud gradually came back to the ground and biting powder smoke filled the air.

I left my cover, as an infantryman in the way I came running up and it always called: “My arm, my arm!” I saw only, how limp down posted his forearm at Hautfetzen. Since I had to look away. At the same time, my boss here was, where he came, I don't know, and took this badly injured soldiers into a bunker. While I declined to our Office, I looked yet again up to the departing Association. This time I saw it also clearly. A machine burned, came down as a blazing torch, and a second remained with long plume of smoke back. Since all bomb rolls were in and outside of Buda Staraya, I thought so for me: “I hope that everything has gone down here in the Protze well!” Concerned, I was also to my friend Gerhard, He was top in the position of the device.

A man of us brought us the news. “Nicolai has fallen!” I immediately thought of our hilfswilligen Nicolai, These young, reliable people. I was also there, where it was happening. The dead man lay there still. He was not fast enough in cover come and one close behind i[h]Bomb making m was his undoing. His entire back was shredded. It was not but our young, When all welcome Nicolai, but a prisoner of war of the same name, the in Sechtschinskaja as Hiwi (volunteer) had committed. In addition to the Bombentrichtern filled with ground water, the other Hilfswilligen shoveled a grave him.

As the whole fracas was over, so gradually returned everything in its place. The first was, as Oblt. Pure Kingdom came back to the Office, He called the assumed to and frug Lt. Kruchen, He only returned to the mornings from vacation, whether something happened. Lt. Kruchen said, It was all in best order. Gerhard as my friend told me in the evening, was I worried me the, because the rumor rushed, the position of the prowess was given some bull's eye.

After this RAID, our Chief ordered immediate rebase of the prowess position. I helped with charge the Schreibstube items and remote forest then we drove off in a few km, where the other batteries already had placed their baggage. A suitable place was soon found. There, the whole stuff was unpacked again. I was used to, to include a battle report concerning the last use of the Earth. On this day, not much was managed. In the evening I was with a car. returned again to the position.

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