The True Story of Clemens Forell

Private Clemens Forrell (3/27/1919 - 10/18/1983)

(The following was copied from Mike Walsh's book "Heroes of the Reich, Vol. 1" and slightly edited by me)

There simply is no equal escape to equal that of Clemens Forrell. His was undoubtedly the greatest land escape of all time. His is the story of a young
German lieutenant captured on the Eastern Front by the satanic jew controlled communist Russians. With tens of thousands of kidnapped German prisoners-of-war and later, surrendered Germans whom were handed to the Soviet Union by the satanic allies as "reparations", Clemens Forell was sentenced to twenty-five years slave labour in the Siberian lead mines. This is the true account of the heroic soldier’s fate after he was captured. He spent several years as a slave labourer digging far underground in the Soviet lead mines. That was the most demonic environment imaginable. Very few survived Stalin's Gulag who might tell the tale. Eventually the young captive made the amazing decision to walk home to Germany, or to die in the attempt. He was going to die anyway. He might as well end his life in the tundra as in the misery of the mines. Assisted by a fine German doctor, Forrell set out. He was too ill-equipped and lacking in provisions to trek through 8,000 miles of enemy occupied land home to his native Germany.

During his incredible journey Forell suffered untold hardships. He learned how to live off the tundra of hostile Siberian wastes. He repeatedly fell ill and by the grace of Almighty God he recovered. Ever onwards, through the most hostile wildernesses on earth he wandered in the general direction of German fatherland towards the west. This hostile environment is as long as is the Atlantic Ocean is wide. Forell arrived at the edges of lakes large enough to be better described as seas, he was confronted by rivers so broad it was impossible to see their far banks. As he made his incredible journey through the Siberian wilderness and its bitterly cold environment the officer occasionally fell in with brigands and criminals. They too were keeping one step ahead of the jewish Soviet secret police and informers who might betray them at any moment. Such 'men' would kill for the meagre contents of a fellow traveller’s pockets. Forrell worked at lumber camps, he would then wander on always following the rise and fall of the east to West sun. On numerous occasions he was within a hair’s breadth of being identified as an escapee, returned to the Gulag or shot on the spot.