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The soldaten of Panzerarmee Afrika settled and dug in to await the inevitable britischer attack. Supplies were short. Benzin was difficult to obtain. The truppen labored at night or early morning to lay mines, spread wire and dig entrenchments to protect themselves from the coming British onslaught.
5.September 1942Dearest Gisela,
Our offensive against the britischer failed. We were short on supplies, benzin and food. We were under bombardment from the start of the attack until three days later, when we returned to our lines. Our boasts about drinking some bier in Kairo were hollow.
Rommel is sick and was ordered to Deutschland to recover. General Georg Stumme is commanding us until the feldmarschall can return. Meantime, we dig in and await the British.
I am so sorry to hear about your brother, Georg. I am glad he survived such a frightful wound and will recover fully. From what I hear, Stalingrad is a Himmelfahrtskommando [roughly, ‘Ride to heaven command’ My Uncle Georg was hit by shrapnel from the Russian shell burst. His torso was peppered with metal. He was fortunate to be evacuated in September, 1942. The rest of his 3rd Infantry Division was captured in January, 1943 after the Soviet Winter Offensive surrounded Stalingrad and captured the German 6th Army. H.P.P]. Gott verdankt that he will eventually recover. He can enjoy the scenery and pretty women in süd Bayern [southern Bavaria] while he heals.
I was promoted to Obergefreiter a few weeks ago, just before I rejoined my squad. There are eight of us now, close to our full strength of ten Männer. Tell me more about your work. I would like to know how the war goes for you.
Kiss Horst for me when you see him next. Tell him I love him and wish I could see him. Hopefully this war will end soon and we can be together like a real family.
Love, Dieter
Panzerarmee Afrika’s pionieren and Infanteristen [combat engineers and infantrymen] spent nights laying out over a million mines and spreading barbed wire to channel the attacking British soldaten into the machine gun and PaK kill zones. Dieter’s 21.Panzerdivision was positioned behind the southern half of the Panzerarmee Afrika’s line, paired with the Italian “Ariete” Armored Division. They would serve to counterattack any breakthroughs the British managed. The men toiled and waited.
At 21.40 Hour, 23.Oktober 1942, 1,000 kannon opened fire on the Panzer Armee Afrika’s positions. The attacks focused on two sectors of the front, one in the north and another in the south. British pionieren and infanteristen cleared gaps during the night and tried to move the British panzers through the minefields to the clear areas beyond. The 15.Panzer and italianische Littorio Armored attacked the British penetrations at dawn. The 21.Panzer and “Ariete” Armored awaited orders. The British couldn’t penetrate the deutsche defenses.
Confusion reigned in the PzA Afrika headquarters. General Stumme drove forward to observe the 15.Panzer’s counter-attack and disappeared. No one knew what became of the commander. Finally, DAK’s General von Thoma took over. Von Thoma radioed Berlin, requesting Rommel’s immediate return to the battlefield. Eventually General Stumme’s shot-up staff car was found. The General was dead, of an apparent heart attack.
British attacks continued the next night. The truppen were hard-pressed to hold in the Nord. The Ramke Fallschirmjäger [parachute] Brigade and italianische Folgore Fallschirmjäger Division held the line in the Süd. Dieter’s division waited to be called, if and when needed.
Rommel arrived on 25.Oktober and surveyed the deteriorating situation. “Ariete” and the 21.Panzer was called Nord, as the southern attack seemed less threatening. The two divisions made their way Nord to the coast under constant air bombardment and strafing. They settled in for the next night’s attack.
At dawn on the 27.Oktober, the 21.Panzer and 90.Liechte attacked a small hill seized by the British. The counterattack failed but stopped the British offensive in its tracks in this area. 15.Panzer counter-attacked further south, stymying the British. Three Italian oil tankers were sunk by the RAF (British Royal Air Force). Rommel announced that the Panzerarmee had no choice but to fight in place. There was inadequate benzin for maneuver.
The exhausting fighting continued night and day, day after day. The PzA Afrika’s strength dwindled as they tried to hold back the growing British forces. Dieter’s kompanie lost men daily. Dieter’s squad was hit too. Albert Meindl, the neue junge, was killed in a strafing attack as the units moved Nord for the coast on 25.Oktober. Oskar Löwe was wounded on 27.Oktober, in the attack on the small hill the British called “Kidney Ridge.” He was safely evacuated to an aid station and then hospital. Georg Huffman, from Hans Goebel’s section, was killed the following day, near Kidney Ridge.
1.November saw two more oil tankers sunk on their way to Tobruk. The Luftwaffe ferried some fuel in from Krete. Failure of the 15.Panzer’s attack on the Aussies along the coast forced Rommel to realize that defense at El Alamein was hopeless. He needed to extract his truppen and fall back. Perhaps he could put in a defense at Fuka, 80 kilometers to the West.
General Montgomery, the British commander, wound up for a crushing blow to break the stalemate. His thousand cannons blasted away on the 2.November evening. DAK formed a gun line of PaK [anti-tank guns] to stop the armor following up into the breach the British infantrie made during darkness. The III .104 PzGr Battalion stood their ground with their kameraden. Deutsches panzer numbers dwindled as the overwhelming numbers of British panzers took their toll.
By nightfall Rommel was planning his withdrawal. He reported that state of his armee to Berlin and his plans. Hitler replied with a peremptory order to hold his ground. Rommel obeyed. The five British infantrie brigades attacked in darkness. They cleared the minefields and pushed into the gun line. Morning brought another onslaught of panzers on the PzA Armee’s thin line of desperate soldaten. DAK and the Italians managed to hold the British at bay for the day. The night of 3-4.November brought disaster.
By daylight, the British panzers broke through the Panzerarmee’s lines and into the open desert. Despite orders from Berlin, Rommel directed his truppen to retire. The Italian foot troops were lost. DAK, the 90.liechte and 164.liechte fled west. Panzers, trucks and Halbketten [halftracks] drove wildly down the coast road towards, Fuka, Mersa Matruh and points west. The British panzers paralleled the fleeing panzerarmee through the desert.
6.November, the British 7.Gepanzert Division cut into the coast beyond Fuka, intending to trap and capture DAK. The 21.Panzer, including Dieter’s battalion fought a series of actions during the day, holding the coast road open and allowing the bulk of DAK to escape and continue for Mersa Matruh.
A rainstorm soaked the desert that afternoon and evening. British truppen bogged down in the soft ground, allowing Rommel and his truppen to break contact and flee west by road. A series of clashes continued over the next four days at Mersa Matruh, Sidi Barriani, Halfaja Pass and Sollum before General Montgomery called a halt to the pursuit. He had outrun his supply lines and would need a few days to regroup and bring supplies forward.
12.November 1942Liebling Gisela,
I am sorry I have been unable to write sooner. I am sure you have read all about the great battle we fought at El Alamein. The British proved to be too numerous for us to hold back. We are short on benzin, ammo and just about every other kind of supply or foodstuff. My squad, which should have ten soldaten, is down to five. Feldwebel Ernst, the other Obergefreiter Hans, his section-mate Franz and my section-mate, Willi. Oskar Löwe was wounded early in the battle and made it back safely to a rear area hospital. Hopefully Oskar will rejoin the unit in a few weeks.
With the Ami [American] landings in Marokko und Algerien [Morrocco and Algeria], I do not know how the krieg im Afrika will end. Will the Führer and the Wehrmacht find enough troops to protect our rear? I do not know. Right now we retreat and Bete zu Gott [pray to God].
I will write again when I have time. Give Horst my love.
Yours always, Dieter
Rommel’s retreat continued through Kyrenaika. Bardia fell the 13.November, Tobruk on 15.November and Bengasi on 20.November. The panzerarmee was careful to remove anything of military value or destroy it as they retreated. Mines and boobytraps we planted to slow the pursuers.
Dieter got his last look at Marsa El Brega on 22.November as his division withdrew towards El Agheila. The 21.Panzer had no tanks left. No counterstroke like in März 1941 or Januar 1942 was going to occur. The panzerarmee took positions around El Agheila and waited. Montgomery used the next three weeks to reorganize his forces and bring supplies forward. His 51.Division struck the front of the panzerarmee line while the 2.Neuseelander Division swung around the flank. They made it into the deutsche rear. Rommel ordered the panzerarmee to disperse into small groups that night and they managed to retreat through gaps in the neuseelander’s lines.
Rommel stood at Sirte, 380 kilometers east of Tripoli for three weeks. The 21.Panzer, now re-equipped with some panzers, was ordered to transfer to Tunisia to help defend Tunis from the Amis [Americans] and the Tommies [British].
27.Januar 1943Dearest Gisela,
Our division has been switched from the Deutsche Afrika Korps to another area. It is amazing to see green plants in the landscape after almost two years of desert brown and gray. We are preparing to attack in a few days. By the time you receive this letter, you will know where I am from the newspapers. Our division has been reequipped with more panzers. My squad is up to eight männer. Karl Hoeffel, a neue boy from Ostpreussen, has joined my section. Oskar is back from the hospital too.
I am glad to hear Georg’s recovery is progressing. I guess in a way it is good he got hurt. Latrinenparole [Latrine passwords, i.e. gossip] says that the 6.Armee has days before it will be forced to surrender to the Russen [Russians]. [My father is referring to my Uncle Georg, my mother’s older brother. His 3rd Infantry Divsiion was part of the Sixth Army. His wounds most likely saved his life and certainly saved him from a horrific captivity. H.P.P.]
I am happy to hear Horst, his cousin Peter, and Rudi Schmidt’s twins, Anders and Willi, are such good friends. I bet the four are kleine teufels [little devils] for the staff at the Kindertagesstätte [Daycare]. Give Horst a kiss for me next time you are in Flensburg and tell him his Vati thinks of him constantly. I think of you constantly too. I pray that this war may be over soon so we can marry, settle down and give Horst a proper family.
Love, Dieter
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“Why Can’t I” The urge to mate and to expand my territory had subsided after my second session with Carolyn. I also noticed that it was quickly reaching the end of the school day and that I could not stay here overnight, not if I wanted to continue my plan. I was able to focus and gain enough composure to get tell Carolyn to drive to my apartment. I think she was able to read my mind because she started to regain some of her poise as well, I believe she understood what was at stake and...
The early morning summer rain washed away my tears as I sat naked in a lotus position on top of a cliff overlooking Eros Valley a few hundred meters below. I allowed myself to feel sorry for myself. Two years ago, on Christmas Day my ex-husband left with his affair of three years, never to return. After the divorce I threw myself into yoga practice and even went on an eighteen month retreat at an ashram in India. I found peace through meditation and yoga, but not Enlightenment.In all this time...
Swingers1. this was originally a set of emails sent to a friend serving in iraq. 2. place yourself in the character danny's place as you read all of it. as we sit on the couch watching tv, my head laying under your chin, you have one hand wrapped around me, cupping a tit. the other is stroking my hair. we're at peace, resting from the fun of the day and its after 11. we watch the news and while its on, i let my hand slide slowly down your chest, feeling every ripple and knowing im so...
All day and throughout his journey home he'd been looking forward to this moment. It wasn't often he was able to surprise his wife but having tied up the final paperwork on the new contact earlier than expected, he'd decided to make the journey home today instead of leaving it til his usual Friday. Besides, he'd long grown tired of living in hotel rooms and it would be fun to surprise his wife. Yet for some strange reason, five minutes ago when he'd switched off the cars engine, he...
Props to Techsan for the editing job. Techsan, I am in awe of your patience and skills. Once again, I have to say that although Lt. Col. Vandervoort and his shattered ankle are entirely real, Daniel is pure fiction. For those of you who have stuck by this story, I thank you profusely for reading it and voting. For those of you just discovering this story, I’d ask you to read all the chapters and vote, vote, vote. Thanks again one and all. Chapter 10 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 ...
Once again, I want to thank Techsan for his patience and editing skills. Thanks one and all for keeping up with the story…and voting. Now the disclaimer: Although Lt. Col. Benjamin Vandervoort is a real live person in history, this story is pure fiction and only borrows the name for accuracy of the historical facts surrounding the fictional story…and for dramatic effect. Hope you enjoy. And vote…vote…vote! Chapter 9 Ste-Mere-Eglise, France, June 6, 1944 The twenty-seven year-old Lt. Col....
Chapter 2: Tomorrow’s Path I will never for the life of me understand the simple pleasure a woman finds in shopping. Or the seemingly unnecessary consideration of such trivial things as price or practicality. That morning, we went shopping with Mary’s credit card, and aside from valiantly attempting to hide my shock at the prices she paid, I was fairly preoccupied with the knowledge that I now knew what a Ken doll felt like. I was dressed, undressed and redressed so quickly that I barely had...
Again, I want to give a shout out to Techsan for the exemplary editing job. Thanks one and all for all of the great comments, and, thanks for reading my story. Readers, please keep up with the comments. They encourage me to get on with the next chapter. They also let me know if I’m going in the right direction. That’s not to say that I am going to give everyone what they want — LOL! But hopefully I can give you a little of what you need…as promised. Cheers and thanks again. Chapter 7 Thanks...
Jenny stood at the station waiting for the train, her life had felt so empty these last three weeks spending each night alone and then she heard the train pull into the station. As the passengers disembarked she eagerly searched the throng of people looking for Cassie and there at the back was her beloved Cassie and her heart skipped a beat. Cassie was wearing the dress that Jenny loved, a short flowery summer dress she had bought her when they first met four months ago. She herself was wearing...
Introduction: He expected to surprise his wife. It did not go quite as planned It was dark outside as he headed up the garden path. Alex climbed the few steps which lead onto the patio and made his way across towards window where what little light there was, filtered through from the lounge to leave its dulled glow on the wet patio paving. All day and throughout his journey home hed been looking forward to this moment. It wasnt often he was able to surprise his wife but having tied up the...
Cassie and Jenny almost ran home, both of them still highly aroused after their steamy encounter in the restaurant. ‘I can’t believe you gave that waitress your phone number, suppose she phones?’ Cassie remarked as they neared their house. ‘Did you see how turned on we made her, I bet she will finish work, go home and finger herself thinking about us.’ Jenny replied, adding ‘Besides if she did join us it would be fun!’ and with that she turned down the path that lead to the front door. As soon...
The lit windows looked golden and inviting as my rig rumbled toward the little house at the end of the street. The place wasn’t much to look at and the neighborhood had seen better days. But fresh paint and flower boxes dripping with blue pansies made it feel cheerful and homey. Colleen’s eyes flitted anxiously over my shoulder when she opened the door. “I told you never to come here without calling first,” she hissed. She stepped past me to peer east and west. “My husband is due back any...
2005 It was a hot, gritty night. The kind you experience only on the high desert. The long, flat highway rolled-out ahead as would a path through a mountain meadow. Except that here the peaks were rising towers of mist, the valley, sand, wind-blown off the desert floor across which the blue/gray Navy hearse was forced to crawl at snail-speed. A cloud enshrouded full moon did little to help either, unless you’re one of those strange souls for whom the spooky factor gets high marks. Under normal...
Hello there, my name is Brian and I just got back from a 10 month deployment overseas. 10 months is a long time to go without seeing any friends or family let me tell you. It is also a long time to go without fucking. Due to the rules of our deployment zone, there was absolutely no sex allowed. That and the lack of available women made sure that everyone slept alone at night. Of course I am no wuss so I used Skype and phone sex as often as I could. Phone sex, Skype, and even porn were not...