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Captain Paco starts twitching and drooling. Kat Dancer realizes that he is waaaay far away from the bridge. She must find a method to interact or the mission will miss their launch window! She tosses her head and slowly starts to pull her hands from the console sleeves. Then she starts to unzip her pilot’s vest, and unclip her magnetic umbilical attachment to the ship.
Captain, are you quite well? Do you need a medic?
The captain stands there, mouth hanging open, and thinks about the vastness of space.
The pilot buckled herself into her robust acceleration couch. It had a magnetic umbilical attachment to the one on her head which attached easily. She momentarily closed her eyes to reorient herself. Next she thrust her hands and forearms into the padded sleeves that kept all the manual controls and cutouts in easy reach. She closed her eyes. The ship’s communications sounded a bell, twice. “Five minutes until acceleration, stow all loose equipment and engage safety belts.”
She swiveled to look at the Captain and raised a questioning eyebrow. “Sir?”
“Attention all hands! Attention all hands! This is your pilot. Prepare for acceleration in ten minutes. MARK. Detach all umbilicals. Secure all hatches and locks. Section chiefs report when ready”.
20 minutes later, when Captain Poco Caesare strolled into the pilot station, he saw Master Pilot Kathryn Dancer was checking all of the gauges, relays, control interfaces, internal communications, external sensors and plotting computers. “Redundancy is a lifesaver” was affixed to a visible wall surface.
She turned and acknowledged that had Captain was there while adjusting her headpiece microphone.
Master Pilot Kathryn Dancer stood before Captain Poco Caesare with her hands on her hips. She looked him up and down.
“Do you need a pilot for this bucket, or did I miss my gym date and travel all the way over here for nothing?” she asked.
Captain Caesare had already received her vital data, from the Pilot’s Guild. She had top 25% marks in all curriculum and examinations. She had never had an accident that was reportable.
Her employment history was varied. Usually she signed onto a ship, made one or two “runs”, and then was on the available roster.
Her disciplinary record was “sealed”. Her previous employer comments were minimal. Some were sealed.
FROM: UNIVERSAL PILOTS GUILD
TO: Paco Caesare, Captain BLD-458
Per your request, Master Pilot K. Dancer is dispatched to your ship for immediate employment. You have the right of refusal. There are no other available Master Pilot rated Guild members in your immediate vicinity.
Poco Caesare, Captain,
TO: Universal Pilot’s Guild
Request you nominate and provide details for transfer of a Master Pilot to our location. Station Bravo Sector 7.
Chief Master Pilot Lincoln Grant is currently listed as MISSING
Captain Poco Caesare turned to look at his Master Chief Engineer Fyord Harry’sson. He shrugged his massive shoulders and said in his high pitched voice, “Um, maybe we, um, should ask the, um, Pilot’s Guild, um, if they have any, um, replacements?”
Poco Caesare looked around the pilot’s station of his ship. The United Star Systems Registry BLD-459 aka “Brave Little Denmark -459 was docked at station tracking up hourly fees. The pilot, Master Lincoln Grant, had gone down to the surface on R&R, but hadn’t returned.
Poco needed a pilot. While he could pilot his own ship in an emergency, his trainee pilot liscense wasn’t really good without a senior pilot at his shoulder. The Pilot’s Guild was prone to fine ships who didn’t have a certified pilot. And you sure as Hel couldn’t get a trip insurance ticket!
Master Jon Knight, the combination purser and cargomaster was looking to Captain Caesare for directions.
Senior lieutenant Starsky rode up to Oberstlieutenant Wimmer. Dawn was still just a suggestion in the east.
“Sir, we have a great day ahead! This town can be easily bypassed to the right flank. There are several good roads. The bridges will easily support our heaviest vehicles.”
“Very good!” replied Oberstlieutenant Wimmer. “Panzer vor!”
The Regiment plus additional equipments and attachments quickly bypasses the Danish town while the defenders slept. As the trail elements withdrew, they left some presents for the defenders along each road leading south or east.
The roads ahead were clear as the rising sun greeted the columns of vehicles headed north to the relief of the beleaguered airborne forces.
The PsyOps radio station sending a message to the town of Ubey.p
Opmærksomhed borgere i Ubey.
Din by er en friild kampzone. Tank nødvendige forholdsregler.
When Oberstlieutenant Wimmer received the message from his scouts in the town ahead, he frowned. Then he summoned his artillery chief. What did they say about “the best laid plans”?
Oberstleutenant Wimmer came back from his inspection of the grounded freighter. The men had been working feverishly to remove ammunition and equipment as well as any salvageable vehicles. He wondered how orders had gotten so screwed up as to send the “museum battalion” into battle.
The ship should be afloat and emptied soon. Then it could go back and bring the second wave after some major repairs. Another foggy morning to start the day. He drove himself to his field headquarters. It was time to move.
Grendal snickered as he watched the parachutes drifting down to the swampy marshes. It helps to have agents in the NATO forces. A slight adjustment caused one of the old gooney birds pilots to misjudge his assigned drop zone and instead of an open pasture, the heavily laden paratroopers were headed for a bottomless swamp.
If any survived the plunge, they would be without their equipment.
Grendal reported a successful operation to his superior and moved to his next assignment.
The Danes of Vordingborg barely noticed as the guards on the petrol stations were changed. These men hardly looked different, but their uniforms were not as neat and they paid more attention to their weapons.
Almost beneath the eyes of a few Danish stay behind watchers, the 10th Panzer had replaced units at the front. The few old T34 tanks and erstaz were left out in positions as under the cover of night, T55M and BMPs, BTRs and PR76 moved out.
Fresh artillery positions were dug in and provided with overhead cover and replaced ammo dumps. Anti-aircraft guns and missiles were also in improved positions. Roving patrols were also heard. Only the elderly had any advice. # 1 stay off the streets! # 2. Sleep in your basement with a stockpile of food and fresh water.
Sitting in the headquarters BTR, Oberstleutenant Wimmer was looking at his Oberstabsfeldwebel. With the Reserve Panzer Division, many of the senior sergeants were older men.
How old was Oberstabsfeldwebel Steiner? The older man looked at his commander and grinned. “Ja, Herr Oberstleutenant, today I will command my panzer one more time!”
Wimmer gave a second look at the Regimental Sergeant Major and noticed he had pinned on some other medals with his regulation dress. The Third Reich verboten wound medal 2nd class, the verboten Iron Cross First Class and some other awards had been added.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer saw the red ribbon of the IC2 in two other senior sergeant’s button hole. He smiled to himself. At least some of his tankers had experience, even if it was 40 years old.
The scouts and special operators of the Soviet forces have continued to work behind the lines. With the telephone lines operational, the Soviet special operations forces are in constant contact with the Soviet forces..
The East German recce entered through the woods. The jeeps bogged down.
1 t34 bogged down.
The Esat German scouts found 55 gallons of beer. One scout drank it all on a bet. Then he went to the window and sang a song.
82 and 107mm mortars rained down. The singer died. His squad died. His platoon was wiped out. All the jeeps in the wood were blown away. The 3 t34s in the heavy woods were blown up.
The counter battery radar troops were playing fußball with the artillery troops.
The company commander in a t55 left.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer was fuming.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer was pleased. His forces had destroyed or bypassed the Danish resistance as he pushed his regiment north.
Looking at the maps, there was no viable way around the built up areas to his immediate north. Hopefully his advancing forces would find minimal resistance, and he could continue his mission to link up with the paratroopers in Copenhagen.
Sitting in the headquarters BTR, Oberstleutenant Wimmer was looking at the maps as he listened to the radios.
The scouts on the large 4 lane highway E55/47 had reported a stiff resistance to headquarters.
Now the scouts on hwy 151 were due to report in. The maps showed a lack of significant terrain and rolling plains with more towns. What would these scouts find?
The advance company of the tank battalion of the tank regiment drove ahead in the thick fog that had rolled in with the east wind.
The old IR driving and targeting devices made vision little better than just sticking your head out to look around.
The infantry dismounted and started to probe forward.
NATO artillery cut loose and after the thunders died down the panzer battalion commander saw many columns of smoke boiling up through the fog.
The harbor ADA was on high alert. All of the new radars were placed along with the sound surveillance system. Sa2. Sa4. Sa8 ringed the harbor. The unloading had gone well under the cover of darkness. The morning mists had turned into a soupy fog both in the harbor and ashore.
The ship captain protested as the special teams rigged his ship, but after being reminded who actually owned the ship and receiving his papers and a bonus, he was happy to leave the warzone.
The ship was so settled in that opening the pumps to flood her had barely moved her, but the explosive charges that removed her lower bow did shake things up a bit.
The amphibious vehicles streamed out of the ship easily. BRDM, BTR. SAU. MTLB almost anything in the inventory were headed up the boat ramps and into warehouses or covered parking. The idea of doubling the high water fording kit height was even allowing the tanks to trudge slowly across the shallow seabed to the ramp.
She was nothing more than a sitting target; empty, when the NATO aircraft came to pounce on the decoy.
The ADA was waiting…
Oberstleutenant Wimmer read the report from the field.
Movement north along 4 lane highway was uneventful until we got to this point. There were several agricultural buildings and a cut through a hill channeling the column to the area of the road.
Scouts went forward and were fired upon from ambush by a platoon of M60a3 tanks and an entrenched Infantry company.
Both scouts were KIA.
Lieutenant Affelstrudel deployed his PT76 platoon aggressively, destroying 1 M60a3 and damaging others. He called for immediate artillery fires but didn’t get any response.
He took the dugin enemy infantry under direct fire, assisted by the shooting from his covering platoon of T34s.
As the enemy was breaking, fire from several ATGMs struck the PT76 platoon. All 3 vehicles exploded with no survivors.
The T34 platoon retired in good order and sent this report.
The scouts moved along the empty four lane highway to the north.
They had borrowed some civilian vehicles from the Volkswagon dealership. There was a good natured grumbling about who would ride in the “Things” but they were built for this mission.
It was strange to see and hear the tanks being tanks a few hundred meters behind.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer was heading the staff meeting as some of his on duty Staff officers debriefed their specialties.
I am the current Commander of the 10th Panzer Regiment. We are at about 1/3rd strength. As we get more vehicles and materials salvaged we may get something like 2/3rds of our equipment and men.
We have a few additional elements that were loaded on our transports. These include obsolete vehicles from the Patriotic War.
We have ammunition for some.
All units will be issued 1/2 rations of ammo.
We have the Divisional AntiTank company.
We have Divisional scouts, minus some vehicles.
We currently have the 2&3rd mechanized infantry battalions but only 1 battalion of BTRs.
We have our integral mortars and Air Defense for 2 battalions, plus some of the Regimental assets.
We have the divisional bakery and Regimental mess team but we will have to buy or acquire petrol and foofstuffs.
While military maps are in short supply, we were able to get dozens of roadmaps at the local petrol stations. Each scout team and each company commander will have a road map. The artillery and observers will use the military maps…
Be aware that a few scouts raced to Copenhagen earlier I’m the civilian movent.
We will begin a movement north.
2 prongs. Each will have.
Scouts on civilian vehicles.
Infantry company in BTRs.
Make as many reports by civilian telephone as possible. Our switchboard number is BR549.
Use radio to call for artillery and high priority spot reports.
All weapons free.
Synchronize watches. 15 after the hour in 5, 4,3,2,now.
Scouts move out 15 minutes. Keep good distances. We obviously do not have air superiority yet.
S.S. Madeline heading home after taking 1 bomb. 4 crewmen missing presumed dead.
S.S. Krasny Zvezda sunk. Lost with all hands and passengers.
S.S. Sutherland received 1 bomb into engine room. Since it was already grounded, it can’t sink. It is burning but the fires are under control. 8 crew casualties and 23 of our men KIA.
The Division ATGM section was offloaded prior to the bombing. 9 BRDM with Spandrel.
The infantry and artillery crews had already offloaded but they are without heavy weapons.
The 108th infantry has been given the mission of port security. This includes guards at all Petrol Stations in the area. One tank full of Diesel fuel was exploded near the harbor by persons unknown.
After the fires are out we will begin offloading any undamaged amphibious vehicles.
The feel through the floor came before the sounds of the explosions in the harbor.
Everyone in the headquarters looked around. Oberstleutenant Wimmer went to a south facing window and started at the rising column of smoke from the small harbor.
” Scheiße Scheiße Scheiße, verdammt noch mal!” was all he said.
Phones began to ring and radios became alive.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer went to his office and shut the door.
Oberstleutenant Wimmer found Major Zeitzler and Major von Siemens waiting in the antechamber of his new headquarters office. The walls had a large scale map of the area and some information boards. There were telephones, typewriters, a copying machine, and some radios.
The buzz of voices and click of heels on the wooden floor were a constant accompaniment to the hum of radios and the clack of typewriters. Men and women in grey uniforms did an effortless dance between posting latest reports and sending messages to subordinates in the field.
Polkovnik Radchenko greeted Oberstleutenant Wimmer cordially in perfect German.
The 4 senior officers went into the inner office for privacy.
The senior advisor of the Soviet Union, Polkovnik Radchenko, explained the situation.
At least 1/3rd of the Regiment, including her commander, were resting on the bottom of the Baltic.
A Soviet Airborne Regiment had landed near Copenhagen and captured the Capitol and government buildings, but they were now under siege by NATO soldiers.
Any minute there would be orders to advance north to relieve the airborne.
Wimmer looked at his senior surviving logistical officer and raised his eyebrow in a silent question.
Major Zeitzler cleared his throat…
“Gentlemen, we have a problem with offloading. One ship is lost. One ship is stranded on a shoal. The third ship has successfully offloaded and is planning to help the stranded ship.
The stranded ship is starting to put any fully amphibious vehicles into the harbor. This will lighten ship and get the vehicles on shore.
We have only issued 50% ammo to our advance party and scouts. If a vehicle is destroyed, we will save ammunition. It should be easy to replace ammo and also keep our vehicles supplied with fuel.
Major von Siemens, senior political officer, reported that the soldiers have good morale.
Food is plentiful and healthy. The mayor of this town has been helpful and the local police have been woven into our military police.
They will continue to do their jobs.
The telephone system is in good condition and we have communication with our scouts in Copenhagen.
Hauptmann Berkmann is in a crisp uniform with well shined boots. Oberstleutenant Wimmer is well aware that Hauptmann Berkmann is both intelligent and well connected. He is currently a protegé of President Erich Honecker. This makes
the Intelligence Officer of the 10th Panzer an upcoming member of the staff in so many ways…
Oberstleutenant Wimmer listens and takes notes.
“…so we are putting our vehicles into several warehouses and a parking lot with overhead cover. It should help mask their exact type and location for now. We will locate the main headquarters in a local school with staff sleeping in the nearby hotel with security at both sites.
We have already sent scout teams north. I suggested that we pay for the motorcycles we took from the local shop. We should probably try and let the people feel as if we are friends, not ruffians. The same goes for food and fuel. Senior Sergeant Grüber looked like a movie star, …Fonda? when he left. We also bought some local autos. Our female intelligence staff seem to enjoy helping as “family”.
There are a good many locals leaving town. After the NATO bombing and our offloading, some are nervous.
With your permission, Oberstleutenant, I shall set some civilians to repainting the older equipment. There is an auto body repairing shop and a boat refitted who were eager for work.
Here is the key to your hotel room.
The password for today is
Käseknödel is the counter sign.
We do not expect severe weather in the next 48 hours, but there may be overcast with showers.
Enemy is currently unknown but Danish Defense forces have proven that they can still be a threat. They are currently attacking the parachute forces in Copenhagen. Other NATO troops may be helping. I am awaiting reports from my scouts.
You have a logistics and signal briefing at the new headquarters and a civilian car waiting outside, sir.”
Oberstleutenant Wimmer saluted and smiled. Hauptmann Berkmann really didn’t need connections to be on the fast track to Major.
Explain this, Hauptmann Lang?
Oberstleutenant Wimmer was looking at the status report in puzzlement.
sir, the Oberst told the lads in the motor pool to load everything. We are the unit that has the tanks for the Victory parade. Those vehicles were stored in the motor pool.
So we now have 10 x T34 and 3 x IS3 in parade camoflage. We also have 6 x 152mm howitzers and 6 x GAZ-AAA with glossy paint and white trim. And 6 x Katyushka with same.
3 ships loaded the Regimental equipment…
1 ship is sunk. 1 ship is grounded in the harbor.
The ship here unloaded
10 x PT76
10 x T55
20 x BTR 60
4 x Counterbattery radar
6 x 122mm howitzer
8 x MTLB
2 x MTLB Ambulance
HQ truck and GAZ.
3 x POL trucks
4 x transport
Ammo for all with limited reloads.
HE ammo for the parade stuff for the firepower demonstration that was scheduled.
2x SA4 and 4x SA2 are in the harbor with various AA stationary guns.
I don’t know what is / was on the other ships.
I am taking a boat out to the grounded one.
“God in Heaven!” Oberstleutenant Wimmer was fuming. “Talk about coming to the cowboy gunfight at the KO corral armed with a single shot dueling pistol!”
“On your way out, have Hauptmann Berkmann come in with his scouting report! Dismissed!!”
Oberstleutenant Wimmer to
Adjutant Staff Hauptmann Lang
Update asap assets available!
10th Motorised Rifle Division
10th Panzer Regiment (minus)
Commander Oberst Leutenant Wimmer, Hans
Secure Vordingborg port.
Move north to achieve link up with Soviet forces that have captured Copenhagen.
Send Headquarters a list of available units.
Send list of logistical and personnel needs.
Send list of losses.
Lieutenant Colonel Wimmer rubbed his close cropped scalp. He remembered being a boy, 40 years ago, when the Soviets crushed Germany and then rebuilt the East German Democratic Republic and the People’s Army.
He remembered being a member of the Young German Workers Association of Adolph Hitler
Hitler-Jugend, Bund deutscher Arbeiterjugend. The marching, the parades, the Allied bombings, the smells of burning cities, the refugees, and his panzerfaust. He remembered the Soviet soldiers who had marched him and fellow survivors off to reeducation school. He had been 13.
Now he was a 53 year old, Lieutenant Colonel of the reserves of the DRR WARSAW PACT.
2nd line Division #10, 10th Panzer Regiment.
From Ronneburg the Regimental assets had traveled by night to the port of Lübeck. Under cover of several AA batteries, they had been loaded onto a cargo ship and ferried to Vordinborg.
There they had begun off loading.
Infantry followed by AA batteries followed by the heavy equipment. Resistance was light. Some fuel reserves had been captured intact. Perhaps the plans of the Committee of the Socialist Soviet Republics might have a purpose.
The Colonel had been on a different ship. Hopefully not one now burning in the Baltic sea, after the Allied forces air attacks. Where the hell was our air cover?
XRay 6. This is Sierra 6
Spot report time now
Many civilians heading north from Vicinity (vic) Target Reference Point (TRP) 47.
Convoy of various civilian transport, including horse and ox drawn wagons, bicycles, autos, lorries, cavalry, pedestrian, some with prams and carts. Train and busses loaded with people.
Continuing to observe. Warn air assets of heavy civilian traffic on roads.
It should be interesting.