5th Reserve Division (German Empire) - Order of Battle On April 9, 1918

Order of Battle On April 9, 1918

The 5th Reserve Division was triangularized in June 1915. Over the course of the war, other changes took place, including the formation of the artillery and signals commands. The order of battle on April 9, 1918 was as follows:

  • 9.Reserve-Infanterie-Brigade
    • Brandenburgisches Reserve-Infanterie-Regiment Nr. 8
    • Brandenburgisches Reserve-Infanterie-Regiment Nr. 12
    • Brandenburgisches Reserve-Infanterie-Regiment Nr. 48
  • 5.Eskadron/Dragoner-Regiment von Bredow (1. Schlesisches) Nr. 4
  • Artillerie-Kommandeur 90
    • Reserve-Feldartillerie-Regiment Nr. 5
    • IV.Bataillon/Reserve-Fußartillerie-Regiment Nr. 17
  • Stab Pionier-Bataillon Nr. 305
    • 2.Reserve-Kompanie/Pionier-Bataillon von Rauch (1. Brandenburgisches) Nr. 3
    • Minenwerfer-Kompanie Nr. 205
  • Divisions-Nachrichten-Kommandeur 405

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