The statements of Senas and Zelmikas almost Pilsudski to death, why? Because the two of them are of the same opinion - the blockade of Vovomin must be strengthened!

So how can the lockdown be strengthened? Naturally, the attacking troops were drawn out and went to the outside to watch the field. To put it bluntly, Senas meant that he wanted to save his troops from desperate offensive operations, and he didn't want to go on the offensive anymore.

And for Zelmikas, as long as Senas doesn't continue to trouble him and doesn't hold him accountable, he is happy to push the boat.

So, how could Pilsudski be happy? He wanted to conquer Vovomin as much as possible, and he wanted to go north to reinforce the First Army and fight a war of annihilation against the Jews. It was an urgency for him, and he simply couldn't afford to delay.

According to Senas's opinion, the attacking troops were dispatched to perfect the encirclement and blockade, so how to destroy the enemy of Vovomin. I couldn't attack it with a lot of investment before, but now that I have an offensive force, I know what kind of idiots I can fight.

Even Pilsudski could guess the true thoughts of these division commanders, in his opinion, these guys just wanted to grind foreign workers, just want to shirk responsibility! Why? If you think about it, the attacking force has been weakened, and naturally the next offensive is unfavorable, and the attacking force can complain about the lack of strength! When the time comes, these clowns will be able to make the blame clear!

For Pilsudski, the current situation is very difficult, and if the attacking troops are transferred to strengthen the blockade, it is natural that there should be no illusions about the subsequent battles. If we don't send offensive troops and continue to attack wildly, then these grandsons have the same saying -- it's not that we don't work hard. It's just that the enemy's fire is too fierce!

According to the methods of this gang of. Quarrel to the end. They probably don't have any responsibility at all, and it's the president who has to pay for it.

Thinking of this, Pilsudski couldn't wait to give himself a mouthful of it, he shouldn't have asked his godfather for help before, and he shouldn't have affirmed that shit-like conclusion. Affirming this conclusion is actually to make trouble for himself, so that the group of grandsons in front of him have enough excuses to shirk.

Pilsudski had a hard time riding a tiger, and at this time he couldn't change his mind and deny the conclusion of his godfather, otherwise it would be disrespectful to his godfather. It's also a self-slapping mouth. He didn't want the grandchildren in front of him to see the joke!

For a while, Pilsudski was very emotional: "It's either his own lineage or it's not good to command, if it's Lao Tzu's first army besieging Wowomin in front of his eyes, where did he come from so much mush!" ”

At this time, however, Polsky's condition was no better than Pilsudski's, or even worse than Pilsudski's. After another day and a night of fierce fighting, his three divisions had completely lost contact with each other and had to fight on their own. Even the 1st and 2nd Divisions have been completely dismembered and are being eaten away little by little.

"Have you contacted Pranic?" Polsky asked feebly.

"Still no news." Deputy Army Commander Dedulla sighed, in fact he and Polsky knew very well that after the failure of the breakout operation of the 1st Division. It was only a matter of time before Pranic was eliminated. Maybe while they were talking, Pranic had already disarmed and surrendered?

Dedulla underestimated Pranic. Although this division commander is a little naïve, he is still full of discipline. After the failure of the breakout operation, he and the remaining small forces were still fighting the East Prussian People's Liberation Army, and there was no intention of surrendering at all.

In the gloomy basement, an unkempt Pranic cheered up his men: "Brothers, perseverance is victory!" Every second we hold on to has more hope, and Commander Polsky and His Excellency Pilsudski will never ignore us, as long as we persevere to the end, victory will definitely be ours...... Ahem...... Ahem......"

Pranic had said it many times, and perhaps it had some effect on the first time, but on the tenth, or even the hundredth, it seemed to the soldiers that it was like the footwrap of the royal grandmother - smelly and long.

In the eyes of the soldiers, Pranic's so-called morale-boosting is more like the whispers of a mentally ill person. The division commander, who had been tormented by the battle and had a nervous breakdown, had nothing left mentally except this last straw.

Pranic coughed a few times and suddenly asked, "What time is it?" ”

"Report to the division commander, one o'clock at noon!"

"A little?" Pranic's eyes seemed so hollow, and his thinking was even more sluggish, and after a long time he asked, "Why haven't you eaten yet?" ”

This problem is very realistic, people take food as the sky, and a full stomach is the most basic need. On the battlefield, however, such basic needs are in some cases turned into the most extravagant of luxuries.

For example, Pranic's troops had not fired for three days, and after consuming the last bit of bread they had stolen from the common people at noon the day before, Pranic's troops had been listening to their stomachs.

Let's put it this way, there is nothing but bricks in this dark, dry cellar, and even drinking water is a problem, let alone eating.

Soon Pranic realized that he had asked a stupid question, presumably from hunger as well. He slammed himself up from the ground and said impassionedly, "We must find a way to get some food, or ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Planic felt a burst of stars in his eyes and the sky spinning, and his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground with a grunt.

"Divisional commander! Teachers! ”

When the soldiers woke up to Pranic, he licked his parched lips and ordered: "Organize your forces and try to find a little food and water!" ”

When night fell, the remnants of the 1st Division slipped out of the rat hole where they were hiding, following Pranic's orders, and sneaked into the surrounding area. Their targets are the kitchens, cellars and wells of local residents.

"These bastards, it looks like they're fainting from hunger!"

When Ubolevich received the news, he first laughed, and then fell into deep thought. Of course, he was thinking not about eating, but about how to tighten the noose around the neck of the enemy.

"Order the attacking troops, seize a qiē of food and medicine, and block all wells and water pipes. Starve and thirst to death the bastards! ”

In the blink of an eye, another day passed. Pranic, who had barely eaten some potato skins, was already hungry. In addition to hunger, thirst is more of a problem. Let's put it this way. Even if he had a toilet full of and urine in front of him, he would not hesitate to dive into it and drink it.

However, there were still only bricks in the dry cellar, and even after digging five or six meters down, there was still no trace of water.

"Don't waste your energy, there's no way to dig up water here!"

"Commander...... But without water, the brothers really couldn't hold on? ”

Pranic snorted coldly: "If you can't hold on, you have to persevere!" We are Polish soldiers, and it is our duty to be loyal to our country! ”

As soon as these words were finished, the sentry above the cellar began to shout down: "Division commander, it's not good. The deputy division commander surrendered to the Jews with a dozen brothers! ”

"This scum!" Pranic punched the wall hard, "Why don't you stop him!" ”

The sentry replied weakly: "Division commander, how can you say that the deputy division commander is also a man, if he really can't hold on, he is afraid that he will ......"

"Shut up!" Pranic roared with all his might, and the loud echo made everyone's ears in the cellar buzz, and everyone felt Pranic's anger.

"From now on, there is only one way to deal with deserters!" Pranic's love became more and more excited, and he almost danced up and down: "Kill! Kill! Kill! The soldier ran away and killed the squad leader, and the squad leader ran away and killed the platoon leader. The platoon commander fled and killed the company commander...... If one person escapes, the whole company must be punished! ”

The hyper-euphoric Pranic did not notice when he was shouting for murder. The expressions of the others in the cellar changed. An inexplicable feeling hovered between soldiers and officers.

"Now, take all the rest of the people in the cellar over there!" Pranic gave the order in a murderous manner.

In his almost murderous gaze, the sentry reluctantly carried out his order, and after a while, the sentry walked back alone.

"What's going on?" Pranic's eyebrows were raised, like two daggers, "Could it be that you ran away?" ”

The sentry didn't dare to look at Pranic's eyes at all, and he replied dejectedly: "The deputy division commander took away all the wounded brothers, and those seriously injured brothers really can't stand it, and if they drag it any longer, they will definitely die, so the deputy division commander ......."

"I don't want to listen to this!" Pranic burst into a shout again, "You still call him the deputy division commander?" He's a traitor! It's a deserter! Everybody can be punished! Now, all you have to do is sue me, there's no one over there! ”

The sentry whispered back, "There are five or six brothers left!" ”

"That's it!" Pranic glared at him again and said viciously, "Bring them here!" ”

The sentry jerked his head up and begged, "Division commander? ”

Pranic stomped his foot violently and said angrily, "You didn't hear my orders? Go ahead and do it now! ”

The sentry reluctantly left, and a few minutes later, several staggering soldiers with wounds on their bodies were brought in.

"You're just watching Clava (deputy division commander) escape?" Pranic asked gloomily.

"Division commander," said the leading master chief, "Deputy division commander......"

Pranic immediately corrected: "Clava! ”

The master sergeant moved his throat and said helplessly: "Clava saw that the wounded couldn't hold on, and said that he couldn't watch them die, so he told us that the wounded must be sent away......"

"And then you agreed?!" Pranic yelled murderously with his eyes puffed out.

The Master Chief was full of regret at this time, and he had the urge to burst into tears. Of course, this was not because he "let go" the deputy division commander, but because he regretted not following the advice of the deputy division commander: "Brothers, when the battle has come to this point, we have already been loyal to the country, and under completely desperate conditions, we can only surrender...... If I were you, I wouldn't have chosen to stay and continue to suffer, our division commander is by no means a broad-minded person, and I am afraid that the result of your stay will be worrying! ”

It really made Clava right, and Pranic, who was full of anger, had completely ignored the feelings of the robe at this time. There was only one thought in his mind -- my authority had been severely challenged, and if I could not take the opportunity to stifle this "unhealthy tendency," the morale of the troops would soon collapse!

Everyone in the cellar didn't expect Pranic to be so brutal, when he quickly pulled out his pistol from his waist and shot the Master Chief in the head. The others let out an exclamation!

"Shut up Lao Tzu!" Pranic waited with blood-red eyes. He pointed a smoking gun at the still twitching corpse of the Master Chief with a smoking gun. He yelled viciously: "This is the end of disobeying my orders!" There is no one who can disobey my orders without paying the price! ”

If it weren't for the extreme thirst, the other soldiers and officers in the cellar would not have been able to swallow their saliva at all, otherwise Pranic would have heard that neat sound. Looking at the terrified soldiers and officers, and seeing the look of horror in their eyes that could not be concealed, Pranic was very satisfied, and he thought that the effect was ideal!

That night, the executioner wrote in his battle diary in a triumphant tone: "I have deterred the half-hearted ones with force, and I have seen the fear in their hearts. And this fear made me regain control of the form, and I fully believed that I could continue to hold on until I won the victory! ”

Before the ink of Pranic's rhetoric was dry, his troops were hit with a new round of blows, and they had been fighting with the East Prussian People's Liberation Army on the cellars and sewer lines, and they quickly began to disintegrate under the attack of flamethrowers and cloudburst bombs.

The flamethrower was a weapon that worked so well against enemies hiding in rat holes that the flames not only burned the recalcitrant Poles, but also forced them to crawl out of the holes. And they fled to the ground in a hurry, and they were knocked to the ground by a rain of bullets in minutes.

Of course. The effect of the cloudburst bomb was more desirable, but it did not cause much psychological panic among the Poles. More than 90% of the Poles who had been lucky enough to see the power of the cloudburst bomb died. The vast majority of the remaining small group fainted from lack of oxygen and became prisoners, unable to tell their comrades how terrible this weapon was.

The Jews, who had used cloudburst shells, were taken aback, and according to the recollections of the veterans: "Soon after the start of the storm, a separate combat engineer battalion, which had been attached to the military headquarters, went into battle. These sappers are different from the ones we have seen before, their task is not only to clear mines, blow up obstacles, build bridges or build fortifications, these so-called sappers are the best assault fighters, and they are equipped with weapons that are completely used to fight street battles or fortifications! ”

The combat sappers were largely unarmed with full-powered rifles, and most used short, lean submachine guns, each with a set of heavy body armor that could withstand direct rifle fire at close range. Of course, the weapons used by these sappers for the longest time were not firearms, but grenades and plastic explosives.

They were responsible for making holes in the solid walls so that the large troops behind them would avoid navigating the exposed streets. When confronted with strong fortifications or hidden and difficult to pull out of the ramparts, they bore the brunt of the attack, using flamethrowers or recoilless guns to clear the way.

The Combat Sapper's 107mm recoilless gun is a great tool for attacking fortifications, first cracking open the enemy's tortoise shell with armor splinters, and if they are not killed by the shock wave and shattered stone or cement shards, they will replenish a cloudburst shell.

Cloudburst bombs can deplete the oxygen in a confined space in a short period of time, and repeatedly form shock waves to "wash" the interior space of fortifications. In general, the Poles hiding in the fortifications would have died.

"Cloudburst bombs are powerful!" Combat sapper Vanins recalls that "the warhead of this weapon carried not high-explosive charges, but high-energy incendiary agents, which were fired into the enemy's fortifications and exploded twice." The first explosion was when the explosives carried by the warhead 'scattered' a high-energy incendiary agent inside the fortifications. When the high-energy combourcans are fully combined with the air, the second explosion ignites the high-energy combourcans, which can consume all the air in an instant, and even create a 'vacuum' environment for a short time...... The enemy will soon suffocate, of course, suffocation is not the only means of killing, the explosion, the shock wave generated by the explosion and the overpressure are constantly 'bouncing' on the walls of the fortifications for a short period of time, creating damage over and over again like a tug-of-war......"

Of course, such an explanation is too written and stylized to give people an intuitive understanding of the power of the cloudburst bomb, and then Vannings continued: "In the battle to attack the last stronghold of the enemy's 1st Division, according to the battalion commander's request, we concentrated all the recoilless guns and violently bombarded the enemy's stronghold, and even the artillery in the rear fired a large number of cloudburst shells into that small area...... The scene was so horrible that I felt uneasy even as a bystander...... The earth was shrouded in clouds of yellow mist, and before most of the onlookers could figure out what was going on, suddenly thunder and tremors. Suddenly, dozens of large and small golden fireballs soared into the sky, trees collapsed and houses collapsed, screaming in the sky...... When the battle was over, I could see that all the buildings were in ruins, and the people inside were either scorched or suffocated. Curiously, the bodies of the deceased were all intact, there were no signs of shrapnel, only the mouth was wide open...... The worst were the soldiers who died in the hidden fortifications, and they all scratched their throats before dying......"

For the Poles, cloudbursts were a nightmare, but for Ubolevich, they were a weapon that quickly destroyed the enemy and won the victory. Under the attack of cloudburst bombs, the strongholds held by Pranic's troops were uprooted one by one, and the morale of the troops became more and more depressed, and his temper became more and more hot.

But one saying is true, where there is oppression, there is resistance, and as Pranic's atrocities become more and more heinous, he is not far from the final moment...... (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you to the old students, hzwangdd and comrade Juventus!