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Demyansk
More Tales from the Russian Wilderness 1941-45


Currently out of print
1st Edition: Neue Paradies Verlag/Prairie Books; 1995

2nd Edition: Neue Paradies Verlag/Prairie Books; 1995ISBN: 0-9642389-1-8/Fiction
Dimensions (in inches): .75 x 9 x 6
Pages: 346
ISBN: 0-9642389-1-8/Fiction
Dimensions (in inches): .75 x 9 x 6
Pages: 346

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A companion volume to the author’s previous book about the Eastern Front, Madness Without End, Tales of Horror from the Russian Wilderness 1941-1945.

from Demyansk
“The radio instructions were brief and the upshot was that I had to go back during the night to talk things over with Strecker in more detail.

By the afternoon of the following day we had crossed over several tributaries, only creeks to judge from their banks, but the water spread far beyond in either direction. We were making for the Lovat while Kurzich’s company flanked us on the north side. Who stood to the south of us I did not know. The woods were very dense again. Endless willowy thickets, hardly trees. Three men were killed by a burst of fire that could have lasted no more than a few seconds. It must have come from very close range but we saw no one. We kept up a steady fire for at least ten minutes, using up a great deal of ammunition. After I gave the cease-fire we laid low for a while longer, reckoning with the terror of the close woods. Despair sucked at you like the uglier ally of exhaustion. We made radio contact with Kurzich’s company, but where they were in relation to us we could no longer ascertain. There was nothing for it but to keep going. Our head count then was twenty two men.”

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