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The Entente bloc regarded Li Xiaofeng as a two-hundred-and-five, how could this trick of fooling children be hidden from him. These gangs are nothing more than buying time for Pilsudski under the pretext of an armistice, and to put it bluntly, this is still a delaying tactic.
It is conceivable that once the Jews accepted the armistice, the Entente would frantically aid Poland for a short time, and then when the armistice expired, the relieved Poles would have to counterattack. What was the point of the so-called investigation team reaching a conclusion in favor of the Jews?
It is even entirely possible to think of these bastards as more shameless, and it is entirely possible that the investigation team will not come to the truth at all, fool things, or simply continue to slander the Jews. Anyway, these scoundrels don't have any discipline at all.
"But if we refuse to cease the war, the Entente group will probably have to make a fuss about it again, and it will talk nonsense...... "Ben. Gurion reminded.
"Funny!" Li Xiaofeng snorted contemptuously, "Do you want face or lining?" The attitude of those hooligans has long been clear, and being led by them by the nose is only a dead end! β
As he spoke, Li Xiaofeng waved his hand very domineeringly: "You tell them that the truce is okay, but there is a requirement, the Polish government must immediately disarm everything, and the Entente group will make a written guarantee that a comprehensive arms embargo will be imposed on Poland, and no country will be allowed to import guns, artillery, ammunition and all military supplies to Poland!" β
"It's unlikely they'll agree to this condition, right?" Root. Gurion smiled bitterly.
Li Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "I just want them not to agree!" As he spoke, he instructed: "You can vent to the press and directly debunk the conspiracy of the Entente bloc." It is even possible to hint at them. The Entente bloc was preparing for a full-fledged and possibly direct intervention in East Prussia! β
If the diorama is debunked, it will naturally be no fun. The Entente was originally going to fool East Prussia, but who would have thought that it would be used to make a big fuss about it, making them more politically passive.
Not only was it politically passive, but also quite embarrassing militarily, the East Prussian People's Liberation Army was not distracted by the so-called negotiations at all, and rushed straight to Warsaw with a tiger descending the mountain, fighting a beautiful battle of annihilation on the banks of the Vkla River, destroying two Polish divisions that had left the city and were ready to pick up the bargain. For a time, Warsaw, which was close at hand, was full of rumors.
The course of the battle is like this, the 1st GRU Special Operations Brigade, which was reorganized from the former border police force, deliberately strode forward, opened a distance from the main force behind it, and deliberately walked a series of rhetoric, which did not seem to take the Poles into account at all.
In the face of such a piece of fat, the Poles were really tempted, especially after learning from "reliable" intelligence that the brigade had only more than 4,000 men, and most of the soldiers were authentic Russians, even Pilsudski could not bear it.
If you can annihilate this "light enemy rash advance" Russian army. The capture of a large number of Russian prisoners, for Pilsudski. Politically it will be possible to make a big fuss. It is completely possible to get rid of the passivity brought by Osworthy, and then it will be the turn of the Russians to have a headache.
Tempted by political interests, Pilsudski personally rushed to Warsaw to direct the battle, and the defenders of three divisions abandoned their positions on the outskirts of the city and rushed towards the 1st GRU Assault Brigade, encircling it on the banks of the Vkla River.
Looking at the fat in the encirclement, Pilsudski couldn't help but feel a little proud, and he sighed: "This is a gift from heaven to Poland, and it must be accepted!" β
Yes, no matter who it is, everyone thinks that the battle should be without suspense, the Russians are less than 5,000 people at full strength, and there are no heavy weapons in sight, not even artillery. Pilsudski, on the other hand, had almost three integrated divisions, and although there were not many heavy artillery, there was still a little bit of 76-mm mountain artillery and field artillery.
In Pilsudski's opinion, there would be no suspense in such a battle, and the only thing he had to worry about was probably how to eat this delicious snack before the enemy reinforcements arrived. After all, it is said that the Jews have more than 100,000 troops, and with the three divisions at his disposal, they are really not enough to resist.
When the offensive began, Pilsudski was thinking about how to humiliate the Russians, whether he could consider arresting them and parading them in the streets of Warsaw, so that the whole of Warsaw could see the ugliness of these Russians. The main thing, of course, is to show the people of the world: "See, Jews and Russians wear a pair of pants!" β
The Polish artillerymen erected their cannons and installed their fuses in a hurry, and they were informed that the Russians had almost no artillery, which meant that they did not have to worry about the Russians' counterattack. That being the case, there are some very cumbersome rules that can be enforced or not.
Thundered.
As rows of densely packed artillery spewed flames and smoke, projectiles whizzed down on the heads of the Russians a few kilometers away, for whom the Polish shelling was a little unsatisfactory, most of the shells were shrapnel, this ammunition was more suitable for killing exposed people, for a strong trench, these scattered small steel balls were really not enough to see.
For the vast majority of the Red Army soldiers, the Poles were really a little inexplicable, did they not even have the most basic military common sense?
It's not that the Poles don't have military common sense, they are also helpless, as a country that is often dismembered and divided, the so-called defense industry is very nonsense. For today's Polish Defense Forces, most of the weapons rely on aid, and they all have to eat according to the face of the godfather. In other words, what the godfather gives, they have to use.
And unfortunately, for godfathers, the life and death of the godson is often not very careful, anyway, it is not a son, and the godson is dead and then look for it. Therefore, the so-called military aid is often accompanied by high political demands and military garbage. For example, what is left over from the war, such as what is about to be decommissioned or scrapped, in short, it is just waste utilization.
The godfathers believed that the Poles did not have much of the necessary equipment for the grenades used to break up the fortifications, and the Polish Wehrmacht was defensive in nature, so it would be enough to equip a little more shrapnel to stop the enemy's attack. As long as you can block several waves of enemy attacks, there will naturally be a godfather to come to the rescue.
So, the Poles had a lot of shrapnels. And there are very few grenades and high-explosive shells that really work. And they don't have much heavy artillery either. Even if there were grenades and high-explosive charges, there were too few charges. It doesn't do much for strong fortifications.
In other words, don't look at the shelling of the Poles like that, the smoke is like a goblin, but the real effect is really unsatisfactory, that is, it tickles the GRU.
Ten minutes later, the Polish artillerymen stopped what they were doing, and according to the arrangement from above, they could sit in their positions and watch the performance of the infantry brothers. I saw them hooking their shoulders and hands on their backs and building their pergolas in twos and threes, staring at the smoky Russian positions in front of them. Joke with ease and comfort, not to mention the comfort.
"I'll bet ten dollars, and the first wave of attacks will take the polar bear's position!"
"Cut, what's there to bet on. Everyone knows that the Russians are short of troops, and they have been hit by our fierce artillery fire, and I am afraid that they have already collapsed halfway, and if they are rushed by the infantry again, can they not fall apart? β
It is clear that the artillerymen were very optimistic about the battle, most of them were new recruits, they had never participated in the battle at all, and they had no understanding of the cruelty of the First World War. In their opinion. The overwhelming artillery fire just now was already quite fierce, and no living person should be able to survive it. If they were the ones who were shelled, I'm afraid they would have run away.
Under the cover of smoke grenades, the Polish infantry advanced forward with great vigour, and by the time they rushed out of the smoke, they were less than four hundred meters away from the Russian position. Under the command of the officers, they spread out in a straggler's line, and rushed forward with a scream with their rifles stuck in them.
"These idiots!" The GRU in the trenches snorted contemptuously, if it weren't for the order of their superiors to put the Polish crumbs closer before fighting, they would have given this group of idiots a little color.
"Aim, aim a little bit for Lao Tzu, bullets are very expensive, don't waste them!"
If the Poles in the charge heard this, I am afraid that they would have a different taste in their hearts, because the Russians clearly felt that bullets were worth more than the lives of the Poles, and to put it bluntly, they were despised by the Russians.
However, the poor Polish footcloths did not know this, and they were a little excited when they first went to war, only knowing that they were stupidly following the orders of their superiors, who were also a group of rookies who also lacked combat experience, and their orders were often wrong.
On the battlefield, mistakes are bound to come at a cost, and this price will be extremely expensive. The Poles, who had rushed forward desperately, had no more columns and formations to speak of, and they were huddled together, interfering with each other and hindering each other, and in the eyes of the Red Army machine gunners, such targets were their favorite.
"Fire!"
When the Poles had just stepped two hundred meters into the position of the 1st Assault Brigade, rifles, machine guns, and grenade launchers opened fire in unison, and these three weapons were woven into a web of fire, in which poor Polish footcloths could only struggle helplessly.
Poles were thrown to the ground in droves, often with a single bullet that knocked out two or three people, and as for grenades, they took even more lives. The moment the GRU opened fire, behind the battlefield, through the heavy smoke, the Polish commanders could see their boys stepping into hell.
A minute later, they were stunned by the powerful firepower of the 1st Assault Brigade before they came back to their senses and hurriedly gave an order to the artillerymen: "Suppress the shooting, you must suppress the fire of the Russians!" β
The Polish artillerymen were in a hurry, they thought they could finish the battle, they had to re-enter the position in a panic, re-operate the guns, reload, and then readjust the high and low machines, when they did these work last night, half of the Polish infantry in the charge had fallen, and the remaining half was firmly pinned to the position in front of the position by the strong fire of the 1st Assault Brigade.
Thundered......
When the artillery reopened fire, the faces of the Polish commanders finally looked a little better. As long as the artillery can hold down the damned Russians, the infantry should be able to rush through at that distance!
In fact, the infantry thought the same thing, and when the Russians retracted their brains and hid in the trenches, they trembled and got back to their feet, and began to charge again with their rifles......
"Hurry up and solve the shooting yuan! Polish dog mongrels are about to rush over! β
The Polish artillerymen did not know that they were already targeted, and the 1st Assault Brigade was not without artillery, on the contrary, their firepower was quite strong. Carefully camouflaged trucks carry long strips of I-shaped steel rails on their backs. At the tail end of these rails. Rockets with four small wings have been installed.
That's right. This is rocket artillery. After almost eight months of tackling key problems, Katyusha was successfully "copied", and the first batch of 18 launchers was equipped with the 1st Assault Brigade, which will serve as a test unit to actually test the power of rocket artillery on the battlefield.
At the end of the intense calculations, the artillery positions of the Poles were laid naked in front of the 1st Assault Brigade, and with a single command, they would have been wiped out!
"Ready...... Put! β
With this command, Katyusha made a beautiful salvo. Eighteen launchers, each with 16 launch tracks, and 288 rockets whizzed to cover the Polish artillery positions, and the anti-explosive shells and shotguns plowed the entire area of this small area, and the Poles, who had never been subjected to such heavy artillery fire, were simply taken by surprise. What's more, they didn't expect a counterattack at all.
The losses were quite staggering, and by the time the whistling and explosions were over, the Polish artillery had disappeared from the positions. Pilsudski sniffed, his mind full of question marks, the intelligence services had sworn to him that the Russians had no heavy artillery. Not even much artillery. But the facts in front of him told him that it would take at least hundreds of artillery pieces to cover such artillery fire!
Especially when the staff officer later told him that at least two hundred shells had fallen in that wave of shelling. Pilsudski scolded: "Bastard! Shoot those mongrels for Lao Tzu! β
The innocent intelligence department who was scolded by Pilsudski as a bastard and a mongrel, how did the Russians know that there was a mystery in it when they covered the launch rail tightly with canvas? What's more, they have never seen rocket launchers before, and even if they do, they are afraid that they will be used as anti-theft nets or something.
Fortunately, Pilsudski quickly calmed down, he knew that there was no point in killing people at this time, what was important was what to do next?
The artillery is finished, the first wave of attacking troops has gone to hell, and a whole battalion has fled with only a few three-legged cats. Such heavy losses told him that the Russians in front of him were probably not so easy to deal with.
However, let Pilsudski retreat in such an embarrassment, he couldn't afford to lose this person, three reorganized divisions, besieging a brigade, but the big teeth were broken, and the opposition that spread out of the country was estimated to be about to climax again. But the problem is that there are not many ways for him to continue to attack, and it is really difficult to ride a tiger!
At this moment, Pilsudski was not alone in riding a tiger, and in the Kremlin, thousands of miles away, Pilsudski and his Trotskyists were also facing a difficult situation in riding a tiger. When Li Xiaofeng shook out all the crimes of the Poles and gave the Entente a resounding slap in the face. His face hurts too!
Andre. Petrovich, fuck your uncle!
This is probably Trotsky's heart, this time he was miserable, and the trick of a certain immortal who wanted to raise his hand and suppress his desire to catch the old man was miserable for him. In the face of irrefutable evidence, his previous accusations and accusations are more like self-inflicted humiliation. Especially when the news came out that the Polish jailer was still alive and well in the prison, his old face was distorted.
Lenin, you are really ruthless!
Trotsky looked at Lenin with a smile on his face, and let alone the taste in his heart. Obviously, this was a trap carefully constructed by Lenin, and he foolishly jumped into it. What awaits him next will be a stormy blow.
"The facts are very clear," Lenin said in a brisk tone, "that the so-called massacres, the so-called crimes, are all imperialist frauds. Their purpose is obvious, which is to attack and discredit us by distorting the facts! β
Speaking of this, the Mentor paused for a moment, glanced at Trotsky, and then continued: "And some of our comrades lack a clear understanding of such despicable means and tricks. casually lost his position and doubted his comrades...... Such a mistake is extremely ridiculous and extremely naΓ―ve, and this part of the comrades should reflect on it and apologize to those comrades who have been falsely accused! β
Lenin had only said so much, and in fact it was enough, because what was going on was not for him. In accordance with the tone he set, the Leninists launched wave after wave of attacks, crushing the Trotskyists, who had been very formidable before.
"Comrade Andrei has proven his innocence with practical actions," Stalin fired violently, "then it is now the turn of Comrade Trotsky to prove his innocence to the Central Committee, and he must give an explanation for the question of gold!" β
Trotsky was so angry, but he couldn't fight back, who let this be his own proposal. If he refuses, then the Leninists will definitely attack him en masse, and at least he will have to peel off a layer of skin, and he can only admit this loss!
"I will be inspected by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, and until the final results are out, I will temporarily stop the work in hand!"
"How can you throw in the towel so easily?" After the meeting, Ulitsky asked angrily and anxiously.
Trotsky smiled bitterly and asked rhetorically: "You think I like this result?" β
Without waiting for Ulitsky to answer, he said to himself: "If I continue to hold on at the conference, I am afraid that there will be a full-scale counterattack by Lenin, and then we may be crushed!" At this time, I can only retreat into advance, and temporarily endure in exchange for ...... to tide over the difficulties" (to be continued......
PS: Finally discharged from the hospital, in a good mood!
Bow and thank you to the second kill potato, Admiral Hood, holding the Porenzi, Juventus and Hzwangdd!