In the early morning of March 15, 1940, the soldiers of the German assault group on the Lublin side were silently watching the burning city in the distance.

The fire was ignited in an instant, and a minute before the soldiers were still looking at the white belly of the fish in the east, smoking cigarettes and waiting for the attack to begin, and from time to time someone glanced at the group of planes that were buzzing overhead—after two years of war, the German soldiers had long been accustomed to the sight of air force planes flying overhead.

Some veterans began to brag to the recruits about how terrifying the air force bombing was, and then frightened the recruits that those who survived the bombing were the most experienced Russian soldiers.

But after sixty seconds, everyone stopped and looked at the east.

The morning light was covered by a wall of flames rising in the blink of an eye, and it seemed as if half of the sky was burning, and the billowing smoke reached into the sky.

No one knows what happened, but it must have something to do with the fleet that just flew by. The group of planes that had completed the bomb dropping was long gone, but a lone reconnaissance plane was still hovering in the sky, presumably to confirm the effect of the group's attack.

The soldiers discussed in whispers, guessing what kind of weapons could set a city on fire in an instant, and the officers gathered in twos and threes, sharing the news they had obtained through various channels.

The armourers were also discussing, albeit radio, and the commander with his head peeking out of the turret of each vehicle was holding a microphone and talking to his colleagues.

Many people looked at the magic armor that stood quietly at the front of the line, wondering if the warriors knew something.

Everyone was waiting for the attack to begin, so that they could find out for themselves what had happened to the enemy.

But until it was completely dawn, the offensive did not begin.

The infantry began to get restless, but soon new information came over the radio that the fire inside the city was too great to enter the city rashly.

Another thirty minutes passed, and finally, the flares rose into the sky, and at the same time, the armored vehicles that had been idling their engines roared at the same moment, a large amount of black smoke was spewed out of the exhaust pipe, and the entire departure position was filled with the smell of diesel burning.

The warriors began to advance, the long legs of the steel of the magic armor tapping against the Polish land.

The infantry lined up, following the slowly advancing armored vehicles, cautiously advancing. Most of the troops had to pass through a large open area covered with snow, and the mixed attack wave of battle queens, armored vehicles, and infantry must have looked imposing in the air.

Suddenly, the Russian army opened fire, the shells whistled and fell in the German array, a group of unlucky infantry was immediately attacked, the shells that fell in the middle of the queue directly overturned five or six people, the shock wave and shmelel involved another dozen or so people, so a whole group of infantry was disintegrated in this way, and the survivors were all lying on the ground, not daring to move. But the rest of the German units were still advancing, and not every Russian shell would land so accurately in the infantry pile.

The shouts of the officers on the armored command vehicle were heard clearly by the surrounding infantry: "We are under indirect fire from the Russian army!" We demand to suppress enemy artillery positions! ”

The observation plane in the sky was still flying gracefully, and it seemed that nothing on the ground had anything to do with it -- it should have called for suppressive fire the moment the Russian army's indirect fire was fired.

About ten minutes later, the return fire flew over the heads of the German soldiers, and the whining of shells from both sides tormented everyone's eardrums.

At this time, the German assault group had already cleared the fire strike zone marked by the Russian army in advance and began to approach the outer defense line of the Russians.

Many parts of the line were burning, some of the wooden fortresses were almost turned into torches, and the vicinity of the fortress was charred with corpses.

The Russian army opened fire, and the firepower was much more sparse than expected.

The Russian army's anti-aircraft artillery seemed to pick on crispy infantry and fired, and in the blink of an eye, a considerable number of infantry battles were shot, lying on their stomachs and not moving.

The artillery that returned fire also immediately beckoned to the Russian army's firepower, and for a time the whole battlefield seemed to return to the Napoleonic era, the two armies lined up in a horizontal formation fired at each other, and the smoke caused by the shooting formed two smoke barriers on the battlefield, but this barrier quickly spread out and enveloped the entire battlefield.

The Russian warriors also opened fire on the Germans under the cover of the building, but they were immediately met with heavy German fire.

When the German assault group advanced to the edge of the city, almost only the battle girls among the Russian troops were still struggling to resist.

Many Russian troops stepped out of bunkers and raised their weapons above their heads.

German units continued to advance into the city.

The whole city was filled with a scorching smell, more than seventy percent of the buildings were burning, and many houses of mixed wood and masonry were turned into large torches.

The bodies were everywhere, but the German soldiers soon discovered that many of the people lying on the ground were still alive, but their bodies were charred.

Moans of pain are everywhere.

Obviously, this new weapon is not a Cloudburst Bomb, as it will instantly kill most soft targets in the power area, rather than burning them to charcoal and leaving them alive.

Some of those who could still move gestured and had the German soldiers shoot themselves in the head to end their suffering for good, while many more who couldn't even move could only let out incomprehensible moans.

Because the scene was so tragic, many German soldiers forced themselves to look away from the people lying on the ground, and some of the recruits vomited directly and squatted on the ground for a long time.

The surviving Russian troops had almost no will to fight, and they surrendered the moment they saw the Germans, and the entire battlefield was only the sound of the battle ladies exchanging fire with each other, and the thunderous cannon sound from afar.

Suddenly, the sound of a dense burst of automatic weapon fire hit everyone's eardrums, and the veterans immediately recognized that in addition to the firing of German weapons, there was also the sound of Maxine.

It seems that some Russians are intent on resisting to the end - perhaps because the force happens to get some vodka.

As the sun crept towards the zenith, the gunfire gradually became intense, and it seemed that more and more Russian troops had regained the courage to fight.

The German army, which was still lamenting the miserable scene in front of them, immediately put aside the feelings that had just arisen, and threw themselves into the battle to annihilate the remaining Russian troops with high fighting spirits.

**

"Connected, Mr. Lin." As soon as the operator's sweet voice died out, Manstein's voice came over.

"I'm Manstein, please."

"I'm Lin Youde, how is the siege going on?"

"There is no doubt that the incendiary bombs have inflicted heavy damage on the enemy," Manstein reported in a very satisfied tone, "and our troops cut directly into the city of Lublin. There are still a considerable number of Russian troops resisting in the city of Lublin, and some capable Russian officers seem to have gathered the surviving soldiers of the burnt bomb attack on the spot, and led them to occupy the buildings that were not ignited and resisted. In addition, the Russian army is still fighting. However, we have already controlled about half of the city, and I believe that the battle for the city will be over within thirty hours. ”

"Beware of the follow-up units of the Russian army entering the city."

"The fact that some Russian troops have already entered the city and have not been able to occupy the northern part of Lublin before the offensive has made the whole operation complicated, Your Excellency."

After Manstein's words fell, Lin Youde said disapprovingly: "It will take too many troops to block the north of Lublin, and it may make the Russians realize that our current strength is still much higher than they predicted." As long as the Russians still think that we have only three hundred to four million troops, they will not think about what we are going to do next. ”

"You have a point," Manstein immediately agreed, "then my men and I will do our best to end the battle for the city as quickly as possible in the present situation." ”

"Good." Lin Youde took the microphone and nodded, although he couldn't see his movements on the other side, he was still used to actually making these movements and expressions, "The Air Force still has some incendiary bombs, and when the war is not going well, let them throw some more on the heads of the Russians." ”

"There's a question about that." After a moment's hesitation, Manstein continued, "We found a lot of wounded people in the city with most of the burns on the epidermis, both Russian and Polish civilians, and their burns were so severe that they were like charred corpses, but in fact they were still ......"

"They won't survive anymore." Lin Youde simply interrupted Manstein's words, "With the current level of medical care, it is impossible to treat large-scale burns, and it is difficult to deal with even the problem of infection." Penicillin and sulfonamide could not cope with the infection of such a large wound, and ......"

Lin Youde is a traverser and knows very well the effect of napalm.

He hesitated for two seconds before continuing: "Moreover, I am afraid that many burn victims are poisoned, and after our new weapon is burned, it will decompose chemicals that are harmful to the human body, and these substances will enter the blood vessels from the burn wound, leading the wounded to be poisoned, and the wounded who are directly stuck to the skin by the burning napalm are basically not spared." Give up put, Manstein, they are dead. You can have the paramedics take them back, but only for those with small burns, sulfonamides and penicillin, and for those who look like char, leave them to their fate. Actually, I personally think it's the most benevolent thing to do to give them a shot, but be careful not to get filmed. ”

Manstein was silent for a moment before replying in a deep voice: "Understood, Mr. Lin, I will pass on your orders." ”

After ending the call, Lin Youde raised his head and met his daughter's gaze across the table.

"It's war, and there's nothing you can do, Dad."

"yes, there's no way around it. If you insist on being responsible, you have to take the initiative to attack our Iron Ji. Lin Youde said sincerely, "I will let her take responsibility, I will." ”