Battle of the Bulge Page #9

We are cutting them to pieces.

And they are emptying our tanks.

They are deliberately sacrificing

their armor to bleed us dry.

- What is the distance to the fuel depot?

- Twelve kilometers.

You will continue the battle here.

Let them believe their strategy

is succeeding.

I want 15 tanks and all

the empty trucks.

- I'm going on to the depot.

- Yes, sir, 15 tanks and fuel trucks.

Forward.

Hey, come on, soldier.

You can make it.

Pull it off the road!

- Wait!

- Come on! Come on!

Pull it off the road! Pull it off!

Get off the tank.

- Stay off the tank!

- You've got plenty of room.

- You can carry these guys.

- This tank ain't going no place.

Get off the tank!

Wherever you're going,

you better walk.

- What are you waiting here for?

- For the Germans.

They gotta come by here.

And I still got a machine gun.

There's not much you can

do with that.

- How much ammo do you have left?

- Two belts.

That will take care of some of them.

You got a wounded man. You think

you ought to get him to the medics?

Oh, he's not too bad.

He can still fight.

Get on, fellas.

Pull this tank back.

Head it west towards the River Meuse.

I'm warning you, lieutenant,

stay off my tank.

Either put up that gun or fire it,

sergeant.

It's okay, sarge. It's okay.

General, another panzer column

has been spotted four miles...

...from the River Meuse.

- Where did they come from?

Get me the officer in charge

of the fuel depot.

Get Silver Cloud 201. Quickly.

It's not a new column.

It's Hessler.

- He slipped away from the battle.

- The fuel depot, sir.

General Grey speaking.

I'm giving you this order personally.

Destroy the fuel depot at once.

I repeat.

Destroy the fuel depot at once.

Yes, sir. I'll destroy the depot

immediately, sir. Set it on fire.

No, sir, not a drop. I'll make sure

of that, sir. They won't get a drop.

All right, let's get these bodies

out of here. Let's go. Move!

Elke and Eisner report fuel

exhausted, sir.

What's Hessler's present position?

He reports being three kilometers

from the American fuel depot.

We must get there.

He will do it. Hessler will do it.

No shooting. I'll do the talking.

Get back to your post.

- Hold it up there, sergeant.

- Stop it.

- What can I do for you boys?

- We just made it. Could you fill her up?

Sure. Give you a hand, soldier. Sure.

Corporal, bring some of those

cans over here.

A couple of you boys help out.

Sergeant, we'll have you gassed up

and on your way in no time.

Get on your machine gun.

- Hey, lieutenant.

- Yeah?

Weren't you directing traffic

at the Our River Bridge?

Does the road to Ambleve

still lead to Malmedy?

Stop.

This fuel dump must be taken intact.

No shooting.

- Look. Let's get out of here.

- Hold it. They'll capture the gas.

We can't just leave it.

- What are you waiting for? Let's go.

- Hold it! They're after the gas.

- We ought to blow it up.

- We can't set a match to all that.

- We got no orders, lieutenant.

- Yeah? Well, I'm giving the orders.

Hey, lieutenant,

one of them is still alive.

Hold it! Hold it! He's one of ours.

- I got you, colonel.

- Burn it.

- Take it easy. I know what to do.

- Burn it.

- Give him a hand, if you can.

- Burn it.

Come on, I'm waiting for you!

Come on!

Get those barrels off the end

of that ramp. Hold your fire, Guffy.

Move your tank behind that pile

until I tell you to shove.

You, get me some hand grenades

off the tank. Come on.

Come on.

You, get to that gas truck

and open all the valves.

Then get the hell away from it.

All right, roll them down.

Get off the road.

Give me a hand grenade.

He's getting away.

Okay, shove.

Don't stop! Keep going! Don't stop!

Get this message to headquarters:

They've abandoned their tanks,

and they're walking back to Germany.

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