Chapter 286: Maximilian of Arabia Part II
When it came to sniffing out rebellious sentiment and breaking the will of the local population to fight. There was perhaps nobody better in this world than Oberst Erich von Humboldt. Having previously been leading Bruno’s stormtroopers into battle, the man now found himself operating within Central Powers’ controlled Balkan territory.
His objective was to bring the Paramilitary orthodox groups that were causing chaos within the borders of the Austro-Hungarian Empire to heel. He and his men were dressed in distinctive Austro-Hungarian uniforms, and were equipped with the latest weapons the nation had fielded.
Whether that be the semi -automatic converted Mannlichers, or the domestically produced hellrigel submachine gun that had recently begun to enter service among specialized Austro-Hungarian units.
These men were pure Austrian through and through, including the dialect of German which they spoke. Being led by a Prussian was not the ideal situation for them, but Erich’s ability to hunt down the enemy, and eliminate them with retaliation so fierce he broke their spirit of resistance entirely had earned the respect of these so called Death Squads.
Currently, Erich was standing in a village located within the Kosovo region. He was knocking on a door as politely as a man like him was bound to do. And when the door opened the occupant was surprised to see Austro-Hungarian soldiers standing in their doorway.
But before the men beneath Erich’s command could properly advance forward and apprehend the suspect who had revealed himself within the doorway of his own home. Erich was quick to make a comment with a wicked sneer on his face.
Among all the armed men present ,he was the only one not wearing a helmet, instead wearing an Austrian field cap as he made his intentions known to the man he was staring in the eyes of.
"Let me make this abundantly clear. We know who you are, we know what group you are a part of. Your entire village is surrounded by enough artillery to level it into oblivion along with everyone who lives in it.
Surrender yourself and your comrades, and your families shall be spared judgement. If you resist, we will open fire with all the firepower his majesty’s Royal Army can muster. If you try to escape, we will gun you down from behind without mercy.
And if you manage to kill one of my men, I will personally be taking your daughter’s chastity here in front of you before slitting her throat with my bayonet. Surrender peacefully, and all of this madness can be spared. Those are your only options…"