Chapter 170: The Polish Campaign: The Spirit of the Army
After the first wave of attacks, the Polish Provisional Army left behind the corpses and hastily withdrew to the offensive position.
"Damn! The Germans are too firepower! The commander of the provisional unit said angrily, "Our automatic fire has been lost on the front line, and we can't take down their positions with these bolt-action rifles alone!" β
"Sir, what are we going to do then?" The soldier on the side hurriedly said, "It's hard to catch a group of lone Germans, we can't let them go easily!" β
"Alas, send someone to inform the regular army of the two regiments defending Kalish, and let them send troops to solve the problem." The commander gritted his teeth and said, "Shame on you, shame on you, it's better than letting these Germans go!" β
Soon, the herald of the provisional unit arrived at the regimental headquarters of the nearest regiment and told the commander of that regiment about the situation.
"You idiots!" The regiment commander listened to the words of the herald and jumped like thunder, "A force of more than 1,000 people can't break the defense line composed of 200 people?" No wonder you were driven like pigs on the front line! β
When the herald heard this, his face turned red and white for a while, but he couldn't say anything, because what the regiment commander said was the truth, and it was true that they couldn't break the line of 200 men with 1,000 people, and they were also driven around by the German armored forces on the front line.
However, the regiment commander scolded and scolded, the A bridge still had to be recaptured, and after thinking for a while, he shouted out one of his battalion commanders: "Vashkiewicz! Vashkiewicz! β
"Captain! I'm here! Vashkiewicz, who had been outside the door, heard the shout of the regiment commander, immediately pushed the door in, and walked to the regiment commander's side, "What are the orders?" β
"You immediately take your troops to Bridge A, make sure to destroy that German unit within two hours, and regain control of the bridge!" The regimental commander ordered.
"Understood!" Vashkiewicz saluted, "Then I'll take the troops over now!" β
The regimental commander just wanted to nod and let Vashkiewicz go down, but he thought for a while and added: "Also, after you destroy that German unit and retake the bridge, you can blow it up." β
"Blown up?!" Vashkiewicz's eyes widened, "Why?" β
"Alas, the pressure on the German airborne troops is too great, and we may not be able to hold these three bridges." The regiment commander sighed and said, "To be honest, I don't know what the top brass thinks, how could they send our two regiments of less than 6,000 people to garrison such an important area?" If it weren't for the fact that the rout of the front line was absorbed and the German airborne troops were too scattered, it would be difficult to say whether we would be able to speak here now. β
"How serious is the battle?" "What about the other two bridges?" β
"I'll shout to the friendly troops later, tell them to blow up the two bridges and retreat back together." The regiment commander said, "You don't have to come back after blowing up the bridge, just retreat back!" β
"I see! Then I'm leaving, take care, commander! Vashkiewicz saluted, and then walked out of the regimental headquarters with the herald without looking back, and walked towards the station of his troops.
Half an hour later, Vaszkiewicz arrived at Bridge A with his troops, and with the addition of a fully armed light infantry battalion, the Polish side launched a second attack under the command of Vaszkiewicz.
The Germans did not panic at all in the face of the fierce and overwhelming numerical superiority of the Polish army, and they relied on MG42 machine gun fire points to repel the second wave of attack with difficulty, but the two bridgeheads that formed the crossfire were occupied by the Polish army, and it was foreseeable that it was only a matter of time before the Germans were eliminated.
"Company commander, why don't we retreat." A disgraced German paratrooper suggested to the company commander, "We can't hold it, and if we continue to fight like this, we will only be killed!" β
"Nope! German paratroopers never retreated! The company commander flatly refused, he glanced at the Polish army on the opposite side with a firm look, and then said to the soldier with a face full of death, "Have you heard of the SS17 unit?" When they were in Barcelona, they faced several times their own troops, and under the premise that their superiors allowed them to retreat tactically, no one in their whole army chose to retreat, and they simply held Barcelona and beat the German army out of Germany! The SS is still fighting to the death, how can we, as the Wehrmacht and the regular army, retreat lightly? β
The soldier opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything, just nodded.
Soon, the Polish army on the opposite side was repaired and launched a third wave of the offensive.
A few minutes later, the only two platoons of the German paratrooper company were dead and wounded, and only about 20 people were left around their company commander to make a final resistance.
"This German unit is really tenacious!" "But such stubborn resistance is of no value except for unnecessary casualties on both sides!" β
"Battalion commander, I know German, or I'll go out and persuade them to give up resistance!" An officer next to Vashkiewicz said, "This way we can have fewer casualties and save some time to blow up the bridge." β
"Very good, there you go!" Vashkiewicz smiled and nodded, agreeing, "If necessary, you can tell them we can let them go!" β
The officer nodded when he heard this, and after he saluted, he took the megaphone from the battalion headquarters and walked to the front.
"Polish warriors ceasefire!" He first shouted in Polish to stop the shooting of the Polish soldiers who were in a fierce firefight, and then shouted in awkward, but still understandable German for the German paratroopers on the other side, "German brothers on the other side!" Lay down your arms and stop resisting! This senseless resistance of yours will only increase the senseless casualties on both sides! β
The German company commander sneered when he heard this, and replied to the Polish officer: "Stop resisting? I'm afraid you don't know the soul of our German army! β
"What military spirit?" The Polish officer said disdainfully, "Brother German, life is a more valuable thing than the soul of the army and the spirit, our battalion commander said, as long as you stop resisting, we can let you go!" β
When the German company commander heard this, he felt insulted, and he shouted angrily: "Are you charity here?!" Are you doing this as a handout?! β
As he spoke, he snatched the G41 from the hand of the soldier next to him and stood up, aimed at the terrified Polish officer, and pulled the trigger.
"Long live Germany! Long live the FΓΌhrer! The German army will never retreat! β
The German company commander who stood up was undoubtedly a good target, and hundreds of Polish soldiers aimed at the German company commander in anger at the same time, and the dense bullets quickly turned the weak flesh of the company commander into a ball of meat sauce.
However, the spirit of the German army has since become as hard as steel.