Major-General Dager was a satisfied man. He had undoubtedly destroyed the best part of two Soviet infantry battalions already, which, even though it did not balance with the terrible losses to one of his tank companies sustained in the air attack, did show that his boys could meet the Reds, and beat them. His butcher’s bill was remarkably light. One of the anti-tank gun crews had been killed, and twenty-three of his armored infantrymen. Add one man from the mortar platoon who had just dropped down dead whilst portering ammunition and his total of dead was twenty-eight, with forty-three wounded.
He fully expected it would be different the next time the Soviets pushed, for they would not come in so dumb a second time. He organised a situation report to be sent to his corps commander and then handed over command to one of his subordinates, recommending some reorientation to some of the defence for the next round. His place was rightly elsewhere and he left a capable Colonel with the responsibility of holding the line.
Hans Konig and his nephew were extremely impressed with the show.
At 11am Moscow time, a Soviet radio broadcast informed the world that the Red Army had responded to threats and intimidation on the part of America and Britain, acting to pre-empt a likely attack upon their territory by invading the remainder of Germany
Much play was made of the peace-loving nature of Soviet man, and how no choice had been left but to attack, especially as the treacherous Capitalist Governments had cosseted German war-criminals and the voice accused the Allied leadership of substituting one sort of Fascist for another.
Minister Molotov, the speaker, soothed certain nations such as Sweden, Portugal, Spain and Switzerland, assuring their borders and confirming no aggressive intent against them if they remained firmly neutral and unsupportive of the Allied forces.
His voice took on a different tone when warning others such as Mexico, Brazil and Italy to immediately assume a neutral stance or suffer the consequences of their association with the Western Allies. Or as Molotov so eloquently put it, ‘these Imperial fascist states, attempting to preserve their old order with their scheming, threatening the new world peace so recently won by the blood of the Soviet Union’.
Yes, it was just rhetoric mainly designed for home consumption and for those easily influenced but it also served the purpose it was intended for, which was to say to the world, ‘You are either with us or against us and there is no middle path.’
The ambush of Yartsov’s command had been an impressive yet simple affair, given the preparation that had occurred, some stupidity by the enemy troops and the nature of the ground on which it was fought. However, it would not be repeated as events elsewhere meant that the position had to be abandoned before the defenders found themselves isolated, as Soviet forces were knocking on the outskirts of Linz. Kefermarkt had been one of a handful of successes on a day that went very badly for the Western Allies.
At SHAEF headquarters, briefing officers delivered sobering reports from up and down the line, each of which acknowledged that another piece of Germany was now in Soviet hands. Some of the losses were important, and when cities like Passau were holding it was a rare occurrence and not always good news, as sometimes a prime defensive position was already outflanked and would have had to be vacated in any case.
The clock had just pushed past 2100 hrs when Eisenhower received the reports of the fall of Bamberg, fighting in the heart of Regensburg and enemy troops approaching Amberg. It became obvious that some American units to the north-west of Nurnberg were at great risk. Swiftly orders were sent out to evacuate Bayreuth, although this would have the advantage providing him with a reserve force in the area of one armoured and one infantry division, the 9th in both cases, both of which were prime formations.
The drive on Frankfurt, or more accurately one of them, had reached Geinhausen, thirty kilomteres to the east, where it was blunted by elements of the 7th US Armored Division already in place. 6th US Armored, who had moved aside and permitted the unchallenged incursion, started to filter back into Frankfurt and Bad Nauheim during the late afternoon and early evening.
Once the circumstances were known no more was said, especially as the Brigadier-General responsible now lay dead on a stretcher in an aid station in Friedburg, victim of a strafing run by Yak fighters. The 6th’s commander, George Windle Read Jnr, was recovered enough to re-establish command of his division and was appropriately inspired to ‘kick some kraut ass’, his white fury and rage preventing his staff from reminding him that it was the Soviets who were the enemy this time.