In the whole process of Poland's demise, the Poles were actually brave enough, and they came up with a lot of stories to sing and cry about, and it was at this air base that the stories of the pilot Skalski and the anti-aircraft gunner Milik were widely circulated, and even after the occupation of Poland, they were compiled into pamphlets by underground organizations to inspire the Poles. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's a pity that in this era, it is still used to speak. With the absolute strength of Germany, the Poles were doomed to become only scum.

The Junkers 88 bomber, diving down from the sky, is quite frightening for a medium bomber, and at the same time, its aim is quite high.

A 500-kilogram bomb fell from the sky and fell two meters away from the anti-aircraft artillery position, and in the explosion, the anti-aircraft artillery position was still easily lifted away!

The swooping Junkers 88s wiped out all the anti-aircraft artillery positions, and when they came down, they were the planes that were pushing to the bunkers!

In this era, there is no special aircraft tractor, and if the plane wants to move, it must be pushed by ground staff!

Now, the ground crews are also in a hurry, there is no refueling and bomb-mounted plane, even if it can fly into the sky, it can only become a target, so there is no other way than to rush into the bunker.

In the era of biplanes, ground crews were able to reach the wings below, and several people pushed the wings below, and now, the P11 on the monoplane, the wings are very high, and ordinary people can't reach them, and there is no way to force them, so they are pushing the landing gear.

The P11 fixed landing gear, the fixed lever is very thick, there are two people on each side, pushing hard, and in the tail, there are also two or three people pushing, under their thrust, the P11 slides forward quickly.

Hurry, hurry, hurry!

Overhead, the roar of bombers was heard, and another Junkers 88 flew over them.

This time, instead of diving down to bomb, it was directly horizontally and dropped a few small bombs.

These are SD50, which belong to the 50-kilogram bomblets, which are quite good for surface killing.

"Boom!" A bomb, next to the side of the plane, exploded, and in an instant, the people who pushed the plane fell to the ground screaming, and they were hit by flying shrapnel!

The plane also burst into flames.

The entire air base was full of explosions, fires everywhere, and a Polish air force officer fell in a pool of blood.

The whole airport is almost like hell.

Pulling up the nose of the plane, the pilot of the Junkers 88 was still looking for a target to bomb, and soon, he found the oil tank not far from the base, half-buried in the ground.

That's you!

Pushing the operating lever, the Junkers 88 bomber, dived down against the tank, and when it pulled up, the oil storage tank below made an earth-shattering sound, a raging fire ignited, and black smoke covered half of the airport!

At the same time as the Junkers 88 bombers were bombing, those BF109 fighters were not idle.

Heinz pushed the lever, and the fighter plane slashed low in the air like a swallow before a rainstorm, and then, under the wings on both sides, the fire flared.

Da-da-da-da!

7.92 mm machine gun bullets swept across the ground like wheat harvesting, and on the ground, several running Poles were hit by machine gun bullets and fell in pools of blood.

For the entire base, this day is the most feared day! This morning is an early morning that they will never forget!

Such a scenario, on the entire western front in Poland, was going on.

Offensive!

Half an hour of artillery fire covered the entire Polish border positions into ruins, and then, the huge and powerful German armored corps was dispatched!

Offensive!

Silesia, border region.

The tanks painted in white look even more terrifying, these tanks, all of which are Black Panther 3, are painted with a special skull logo on the side of the turret of the tank.

Skeleton Division!

"Righteous trial, action begins, avenge our Führer!" Sitting on a command-type Panther 3 tank, division commander Kurt Meyer, gave orders to the whole army.

Avenge! The great Führer, who died under the assassination of the Poles, must take revenge!

As Waffen-SS, they were the Führer's immediate subordinate troops, and now they had to avenge the Führer!

Make enemies, become skeletons! That's the Skeleton Master's mission!

Advance!

The V12 diesel engine in the tail let out a roar, and in the black smoke, the tracks began to move forward, tanks, charge!

The 5th Waffen-SS Panzer Regiment was at the forefront of the whole army, and the 2nd Battalion and 6th Company of it were at the forefront of the Panzer Regiment, and the company commander Wittmann's chariot was in the first place.

Yes, it's Wittman!

During the Spanish Civil War, Wittmann became Germany's ace tanker, taking out many enemy tanks, and upon his return, with the expansion of the Waffen-SS, Wittmann was also promoted, and now he is a company commander in the newly formed Skeleton Division!

Fight! This is Wittmann's pursuit, he has long thought about coming to the battlefield of blood and fire again, and now, attacking Poland is an opportunity for him!

Rush!

The engine of the Panther 3 tank was roaring, and Wittmann's tank, in the lead, behind him, the whole company of tanks, lined up in a triangular offensive queue.

A platoon of tanks forms a triangle, and a company of tanks, from these small triangles, form a large triangle, so that like a tenon, can be fiercely inserted into the enemy's position!

The tracks of the tank, crushing the territory of Poland, here, are all plains, which are most suitable for the charge of tank clusters!

Maybe it was the shelling just now, which completely blinded the Poles, and when they rushed over, they easily tore apart the positions of the Poles, and saw nothing!

And what about the Poles? Why is there no resistance at all?

Inside the tank, rumbling and hanging with torsion bars, filtering the shaking of the ground well on the plains, Wittmann constantly observes everything outside through his observation port.

"Our tanks roared forward, accompanied by puffs of dust. When the enemy tank is in sight, we increase the throttle and go full throttle! The value of our lives is to fight for our glorious army! It is the highest honor to die for Germany! ”

In Wittman's head, this song kept ringing, the song of the armored soldiers that everyone would sing, this is a song composed by Führer Ciric!

The outposts on the border, met no resistance, and Wittmann knew that ahead of them, the first fierce battle, would break out in Mokla!

After rushing through the defensive positions on the border, the rear of the tank troops, motorcycles and wheeled infantry fighting vehicles, flashed through the formation, they belonged to the reconnaissance detachment in the tank troops, and now, they are speeding over the Polish wilderness, penetrating more than ten kilometers in front of the tank troops, as a reconnaissance force, the first time to discover the opponent's defensive positions, troop concentration points.