Chapter 5 - Strange Retreats
"Sir! Reinforcements have landed in Tallinn!" The Radio Operator called.
"Grassner has linked up with them."
"What?!" Strange asked, surprised.
"Berlin sent us a free division - wait... I'm getting something!"
The radio operator paused, listening to whoever was talking on the other end.
"Sir! The swedes have smashed our Navy... We're down to Light Cruisers, Subs, and Destroyers sir! No Naval Support for us, Berlin is requesting we relocate to..."
The Operator stopped.
"Sir! New reports from Tallinn - They're under attack by a Swede tank division, along with an Infantry Division in support..."
"Sir, We must leave. And soon."
Strange blinked. This was happening too fast... Where did the Swedes get a tank division?
He hadn't moved fast enough. He was going to lose his pocket.
"We must try to hold as long as possible. If our two divisions can make it back to Narva in time, we can escape..."
"But sir, we can't carry three divisions. We only have two boats."
"I know..."
"Sir? Who's being left behind?"
"Ask for a mass vote. Whoever stays is going to die."
We might die anyway, if the Swedes are too fast. He thought, looking at the map.
We'll give 'em hell, though.