![]() They have been ordered to head east and destroy any and all Soviet forces. There before him lies the small town of Baruth. Not one of them showed any reluctance at this assignment – it was almost as if they were expecting it. The crews are highly skilled in their craft, the last remaining instructors from the training grounds. It is a motley collection of tanks and halftracks, culled from the last working remnants of the training battalion at Kummersdorf. His gaze runs across the armor of his command. Perhaps there would be some way he could save his men from being fed into the horrific churning cauldron of death looming before Berlin. The only way clear to him was to take the assignment and then see to the safety of his last command. ![]() Someone less qualified would be chosen and he would be disgraced. ![]() Earlier he was told of this great honor and yet, as his ears took in the orders from the General, it sounded like a suicide run, a worthless and futile gesture against the onrushing Red Tide.Īnd yet he accepted the dubious honor, knowing there was no way to decline. He is standing in the open turret of his Panther tank watching, perhaps, one of the last gasps of the proud and mighty Third Reich. So this is the end of it all, thinks Major Staudt. The Roar of the Maus - The Biggest and Baddest
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