20. Mai 1943

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Either the Landsers can’t look, or they don’t pay attention. Today I come to a foxhole where the sentry is standing guard. I jump into the hole with him, stand next to him and also watch the enemy forest for a while. There I already see an earth-brown Ivan creeping around in the green grass. The guard hadn’t seen anything.

Certainly, our Landsers have become indifferent and jaded through years of standing guard in foxholes. But they also lack the power of observation. They can no longer distinguish whether the movement of the grass is caused by the wind or by a creeping figure. They don’t see that the bush over there is much denser today than yesterday. That the pile of brushwood over there is higher than yesterday. That the treetop there is becoming more opaque day by day (because the Russians are setting up an observation post there by slowly and unobtrusively, day by day, densifying the treetop with additional matching(!) branches). We cultural people, especially the city dwellers, have lost this ability. The Russian still has it. He has eyes like an eagle. He creeps up to within thirty metres of our positions like a red Indian in broad daylight. He can dig like a mole and has burrowed into the earth in an incredibly short time. He often recognised our observation posts in a short time. He adapts excellently to the terrain and camouflages himself and his positions fantastically well. A master of camouflage and deception. He does not shy away from wind or weather and often attacks just when our Landsers are pulling the shelter halves over their heads as protection against snow and rain.


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Editorial 1938 1939 1940 1941 1942 1943 1944 1945 1946 1947 1948 1949 Epilog Anhang

January February March April May June July August September October November December Eine Art Bilanz Gedankensplitter und Betrachtungen Personen Orte Abkürzungen Stichwort-Index Organigramme Literatur Galerie:Fotos,Karten,Dokumente

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Erfahrungen i.d.Gefangenschaft Bemerkungen z.russ.Mentalität Träume i.d.Gefangenschaft

Personen-Index Namen,Anschriften Personal I.R.477 1940–44 Übersichtskarte (Orte,Wege) Orts-Index Vormarsch-Weg Codenamen der Operationen im Sommer 1942 Mil.Rangordnung 257.Inf.Div. MG-Komp.eines Inf.Batl. Kgf.-Lagerorganisation Kriegstagebücher Allgemeines Zu einzelnen Zeitabschnitten Linkliste Rotkreuzkarte Originalmanuskript Briefe von Kompanie-Angehörigen