Twenty Days in the Reich by Tim Scott

Author:Tim Scott [Scott, Tim]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: History, Military, World War II
ISBN: 9781473819955
Google: o92XAwAAQBAJ
Amazon: B00KDJM7HW
Publisher: Pen and Sword
Published: 2006-05-18T07:00:00+00:00

The last would be the signal for all the civilians nearby to burst into hearty guffaws of laughter, in which it was noticed that Adolf did not join, although Karl smiled faintly We, for our part, would have loved to have joined in the joke, but nobody seemed to want to let us in on it! We tried asking Karl, but for once the old man pretended he did not understand. How could we have guessed, that General Patton’s Third Army had made such rapid progress in the period of just over a week since we had left home, that his spearheads were even now thrusting their way to the south to cut off this once fine city on the river Main.

Karl had his lunch, we all had coffee but did not have our third meal, and the Lightnings had their fun. Then in the cool of the evening, with today’s trudge twelve hours old, we approached at last the town of Erndtebreück, covering the last 2 miles on the railway track. The track had come over the same mountain as we had, but by a slightly shorter route and making use of a now ‘kaput’ tunnel to get it clear of the last 500 feet or so. The pace had been so slow over the last 4 miles, due to the state of Karl’s feet, that it was about 8 p.m. when we eventually picked our way over sets of obviously newly relaid metals and pulled up outside a patently ‘kaput’ bahnhof.

We never thought for one moment that the pair had any idea of making us go any further without rest or sleep of some sort. We harangued old Karl about it in no uncertain terms, whilst Adolf made himself as busy as ever, enquiring about trains. The old man himself had obviously little relish for pushing on without rest, but he appeared to have little further authority. Very soon, Adolf was back announcing that there would be a train at 10 p.m.

The night was already growing bitterly cold; we were tired, hungry and, above all, very sleepy. By and large, we were in a state of advanced ‘fedupness’. In all our minds was the question ‘What next?’

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