As every Berliner must have known in his heart, the mammoth march of Red Army power could not be stopped. The Russians might be delayed, but their day of victory could not long be denied.
But thousands of Berliners, men and boys, ill-clothed, ill-weaponed, inept Volkssturmer, old & tired onetime soldiers, the fanatic Hitlerjugend, even hundreds of women, went to the fields and forests at the edges of the city. There they found trenches, pillboxes, antitank ditches. They also found begrimed, bone-tired soldiers and Luftwaffe officers scrambled in irregular detachments. And they found enormous numbers of antiaircraft guns with their...
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