-POW SERIES FINALE- .
The following are pictures from the liberation of Auschwitz on January 27th, 1945. You can see the joy on their faces to finally be leaving hell on Earth. The final year of the war may have been the worst for the Jewish. After D-Day and the Soviets taking control of Poland, Germany began to panick. As for the concentration camps, Germans began killing off as many Jewish prisoners as possible. In some cases, they only stopped when they ran out of ammo. They took some prisoners and transported them by death marches to concentration camps farther inland. Death marches were when the Jewish were forced to march many miles, while starved, exhausted and dying. If they could not keep up the pace, they were shot. The Auschwitz to Loslau death march was the most infamous in which 60,000 marched and 15,000 died in temperatures below zero. January 27th is now remembered as International Holocaust Remembrance Day. .
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During the ongoing war in Donbas located in Eastern Ukraine, Ukrainian soldiers came across an eerie reminder of the past. Ukrainian troops of the 79th Air Assault Brigade had taken a strategic position against separatists near the border of Russia and began to entrench themselves to enforce their position. While digging their trench, the paratroopers discovered the remains of a Red Army soldier. It is assumed he died in July 1943 due to the date shown on the newspaper which was announcing the Battle of Stalingrad won earlier that year in February. He was a machine gunner running to his position with two magazines for the Degtyaryov light machine gun. The man was still clutching the magazines in his hands while he died on the spot and must have been powdered with the Eastern Ukrainian soil therefore never found and never given a proper burial. The preserved fighter's belongings included the newspaper, an open razor with the initial "I" on it, and some paper for roll-up cigarettes. The paratroopers dug the remains of the fallen soldier out, put his them together, and dug out a grave for a formal burial. The deputy battalion commander was bringing the box with the deceased soldier's remains to the tomb and suddenly Russian-backed rebels started to shell the position with a 120 mm mortar. The commander recalled that as the attack occurred, he fell down together with the box in the very same trench and pressed the remains against himself. He wondered if the "shells never hit the same crater twice" rule still applies after 70 years of warfare, and the answer was that it did but only partially. Although, a mortar shell went into the ground 15 centimeters above him and if it weren't for the box, he would have been hit with shrapnel. After the attack subsided, the Red Army machine gunner was re buried by the Ukrainian soldiers with military funeral honors. A reminder of the cruelty of war.
◻️ 🇵🇱 ORP Rolnik (437) ◻️ •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• Photo caption - The Tarantul-class corvette ORP Rolnik (437) in the waters off Gdynia, Poland. -------------------------------------------- Jest to eksportowa wersja projektu 1241 RE, a Polska była pierwszym odbiorcą tej wersji. Wszedł do służby 4 lutego 1989 roku. Matką chrzestną jednostki została dyrektor przodującego Państwowego Gospodarstwa Rolniczego w Lubaniu Agata Piernicka. Pierwszym dowódcą ORP Rolnik został mianowany por. mar. Dariusz Baranowski. Głównym zadaniem jednostki była ochrona wybrzeża od strony morza. ORP Rolnik” wraz z drugim bliźniakiem ORP „Metalowiec” wchodził w skład dywizjonu Okrętów Bojowych 3. Flotylli Okrętów w Gdyni. Bliźniaczymi jednostkami w PMW były ORP „Górnik” i ORP „Hutnik”. Do lutego 2009 ORP „Rolnik” wystrzelił 32 rakiety i przebył ponad 50 tysięcy Mm, ogółem wystrzelił 33 rakiety. 3 grudnia 2013 roku w Porcie Wojennym w Gdyni odbyła się ceremonia opuszczenia bandery i wycofania okrętu ze służby. -------------------------------------------- The Polish Navy once operated 4 Tarantul-class corvettes, ORP Górnik (434), ORP Hutnik (435), ORP Metalowiec (436), and ORP Rolnik (437). -------------------------------------------- The Project 1241 are a class of Soviet missile corvettes. They have the NATO reporting name Tarantul (not to be confused with the Stenka-class patrol boat, whose official Soviet name is also "Tarantul"). These ships were designed to replace the Osa-missile boats. Over 100 of these corvettes were built with many still in service with Russia, Vietnam, Yemen, Romania, India, Egypt, and Bulgaria. -------------------------------------------- #Poland#PolishNavy#SovietUnion#BalticSea#GuidedMissileCorvette#PolishArmedForces#WarsawPact#NATO#Russia#Bulgaria#Romania#Yemen#ColdWar#ColdWarNavalHistory#Gdynia#Gdansk#NavalHistory#NavalWarfare#MilitaryHistory#History#Historian#HistoryBuff
On June 22, 1941, Adolf Hitler launched his armies eastward in a massive invasion of the Soviet Union: three great army groups with over three million German soldiers, 150 divisions, and three thousand tanks smashed across the frontier into Soviet territory. The invasion covered a front from the North Cape to the Black Sea, a distance of two thousand miles. By this point German combat effectiveness had reached its apogee; in training, doctrine, and fighting ability, the forces invading Russia represented the finest army to fight in the twentieth century. Barbarossa wasthe crucial turning point in World War II, for its failure forced Nazi Germany to fight a two-front war against a coalition possessing immensely superior resources.
“Around her is the land that his mother’s money bought for her—the land with such a price and without price. Behind them are Germany and Poland and Russia. Behind them farther down the meadows and the steppes is the great ancient city of Perm, née Molotov, and near it through a muddy track in the woods, a small fishing village called Lazarevo that they left in 1942 knowing they would never see it again, and never did. Far, far east and steep south through treacherous jungle is the Hué River, is Kum Kau, is Vietnam. They don’t face that way. They look on the Western Mountains instead, at the McDowell Hills, at the sprawled valley over which the sun sets every night, they look on the uplands where they rode horses and saw their first saguaros bloom white, where Anthony found snakes and jack rabbits and Pasha dissected scorpions, and Harry chased Gila monsters with his punji sticks, and Janie deliberately put her hands on the cholla to show her father she could be as tough as the boys. They did well, their children, growing up in the creosote bushes. They did all right.
“I don’t want this life to end,” said Alexander. “The good, the bad, the everything, the very old, to ever end.”
This is in the closing chapter of The Summer Garden, book 3 in The Bronze Horseman series by @paullina_simons❤️🌹Tears! Tears!! My favourite part of the entire series❤️
This pic is The Summer Garden in Czech edition🌹