"Reload the grenade!" Wren ordered again.

"Grenade reloaded!" Bruce reported loudly.

"Fire!" Wren shouted, "Bowman, turn the car around!" Let's go back and find car 111 and car 114!"

"I'm following you!" Marcus shouted through his headphones, "I see them assembled!" ”

"Follow me!" Wren laughed suddenly, how long had it been since he had hovered between life and death since he came out of the Wolf Knights' class? How long had it been since he had experienced such a killing feast that could prove that he was still alive?

He pulled out the submachine gun from the shelf, lifted the captain's hatch, and under Andrei's stunned expression, he leaned out his upper body, and swept the submachine gun at the Polish soldier on the left side of the turret.

When he had exhausted the bullets in the drum, he laughed and grabbed the hatch, burrowed back into the turret under the hail of bullets from the Polish cavalry, and closed the hatch. Before he could react to what was happening, he yelled, "Fire!"

André was affected by Wren's affection, and he laughed along, he adjusted the artillery, fired a shot at the dense Polish cavalry, and then killed several Poles who wanted to rush up with a coaxial machine gun, waiting for Bruce to continue reloading. Car No. 113 took the lead and returned to the disorganized Polish cavalry.

While the armies of all the military powers in Europe were phasing out cavalry units, the Polish army still retained as many as 40 cavalry regiments. There are two reasons why such a large cavalry is needed, the first being the lack of motor vehicles, poor road conditions, and the superiority of cavalry during the rainy season when the countryside turns into a swamp.

The second reason is that Poland has a very old cavalry tradition, and Polish hussars have played a great role in battles against the Grand Duchy of Moscow, the Tatars, the Turks, etc., and their fierce combat effectiveness is the pride of the Poles.

But when it came to the Germans, armed to the teeth with science and technology, these traditions were in vain. Tank No. 113 finally ran head-on into the Polish cavalry that had converged to charge the German tanks. The two-meter-long spear against the 75mm long-barreled cannon, and the slim cavalry saber challenged 7. 92 mm machine gun - you don't have to guess to know the end: flesh and blood are crushed by steel, and the determination to defend the homeland is no match for the cold killing intent.

"I've found tank No. 114!" Command vehicle No. 111, who had lost contact, finally heard back, and the voice of the company commander Carter came through the headphones: "I'm trying to get close to it! There are too many Polish cavalry around!"

A group of Polish cavalry that had managed to assemble failed to stop the raging German tanks, and the brave cavalryman, who was charging at the tank with his spear in hand, was hit by Clark's machine gun and planted his own horse, while the Polish cavalry who followed him was beaten into a sieve by the machine gun on Marcus's tank.

In the face of the one-sided slaughter, the surrounding Polish cavalry finally hesitated, after all, the brave knights were still a minority, and most of them were full of fear of this kind of death, although there were still Poles rushing to the tanks, but more cavalry chose to flee and escape from this purgatory-like Shura field.

With this escape, the formation of the Polish cavalry became more chaotic, and it was even more unable to organize an effective counterattack, and the pressure in front of the German tank suddenly decreased sharply, and Wren took the opportunity to open the hatch again, and ran out of bullets with a submachine gun. This kind of madness made the Polish army rout faster.

The Polish cavalry was routed, after being repeatedly charged by German tanks for two rounds, and 5 tanks were intact, except for chopping marks and shallow craters in the paint of the hull. The price paid by Poland was 513 cavalry killed and 31 captured - an entire regiment of cavalry scattered and fled, and the largest mobile Polish force in the southern hinterland was inexplicably destroyed.

In the last four days, the Polish government did not sit still, and they pinned almost all their hopes on British and French intervention. Warsaw turned to Britain and France again and again for help, hoping that distant allies could help them resolve the crisis of their country's demise.

The British Cabinet met late in the morning of 17 September, and despite a report from the British Ambassador to Warsaw, in which the Ambassador repeatedly stressed that he had heard the explosion of bombs dropped by bombers, the British declared that the shape was too chaotic to act. After a period of bickering and bickering, Britain and France, Poland's two staunchest allies, were content to send a symbolic warning to the German Führer Accardo.

It was not the slowness of Britain and France, or the effect of appeasement, that France had in fact mobilized 40 army divisions and the British Expeditionary Force had entered a state of first-class combat readiness. The main reason for the reluctance of Britain and France to do so now is that they still want to see Germany fight the Soviet Union to the east and challenge the only socialist country in the world.

Four days after the German attack on Poland had begun, while the Polish leader Beck and his ambassadors were pleading with their allies to carry out their obligations to each other, Britain and France were waiting for a covert reply from Germany, and they sent a letter to the German government through neutral Switzerland, claiming that Britain and France would provide appropriate assistance if Germany attacked the Soviet Union.

It is a pity that this document was not approved by Führer Accardo, but the great Yuan mentioned the importance of protecting Poland from socialism in a subsequent speech to Congress, which made Britain and France decide to wait for an outcome of the Polish war.

Berlin, Germany, in the Führer's Palace.

When Accardo got the report from the front, he looked at the report in his hand and didn't speak for a few minutes. In his world, the Chinese people were ashamed of fighting foreign guns with broadswords and spears, but who would have thought that fifty years later, in Europe, the world's most technologically advanced technology, there would still be people who would challenge tanks with broadswords and spears?

"My Führer. The officer who delivered the report lowered his head and reminded him in a low voice, and only when Accardo came to his senses from his daze did he speak again: "The General Staff wants to ask for your opinion, our army has broken into Poland too quickly, and it may be counterattacked horizontally by the Poles, can we shrink our forces and stabilize the defensive line before continuing the attack?"

Pointing to the report in his hand, Accardo thought for a moment and said: "I think that in the face of such a weak enemy, the army's battle plan should not be too conservative! ”

The senior generals of the previous German Army lost many once-in-a-lifetime opportunities because they were too conservative and stubborn, and this series of mistakes hastened the demise of Germany in that world. So this time, Accardo decided to change the fault of these generals and make them more comfortable with the blitzkrieg in their country.

"Yes, my Führer. The officer saluted, then turned and left Accardo's office.

Anna stood at the door with a smile, stretched out her slender fingers, and knocked on the door of Accardo's office: "My Führer, I have brought you the person you want to meet. ”

"Oh?" Accardo was stunned for a moment, then put on a smiling face, stood up, and said, "Please come in, Mr. Augustus." ”

"Thank you, Führer. As soon as he finished speaking, an old man with a gray beard in an old army coat walked into Accardo's office, he was on crutches and looked weak, but it was clear from his eyes that he was a wise and healthy old man.

Accardo walked around his desk and walked in front of Augustus: "I believe you know what I came to you for, I don't know what I can pay you to impress, but I really lack a wise and far-sighted staff like you." ”

"Indeed, my Führer, I have been defeated by your mighty lobbying army. Augustus smiled freely: "Krupp visited me a few days ago and hoped that I could take over part of his work, and yesterday, Bosch and General Bock also called me...... You have asked such a beautiful Miss Anna to pick me up personally, and if I do not accept your invitation, I am expected to be regarded as an enemy of the whole Greater German Party to-morrow. ”

"Mr. Augustus is joking!" replied Accardo with a smile.

"I think you came to me, not because an old man like me was missing to eat with you. Augustus said very directly: "So there is no need to say kind words again, since I am here, then I will do my best to help you realize your ideals...... Don't look at my age, I'm also the one who swore allegiance to the Führer with my hand on the flag. ”

When Accardo heard that Augustus had promised to help him, he immediately accosted happily: "Then I will thank you for your help on behalf of the German people." ”

"My Führer, I'm responsible for you alone! My grandfather was a prime minister, so I think at least I should think of myself as one. Augustus looked into Accardo's eyes and said, "I need the financial statements of the past few years, as well as the issuance and circulation records of the Mifu coupons...... Just send it to ...... Oh my God...... I don't have a private office yet......"

"I'll ask Syndra, the secretary, to help you prepare. Accardo said with a smile.

"Then I thank the Führer for his attention. Augustus nodded, and then walked out: "I'm old! Time is running out, so hurry up and get the job done." Don't bother the Führer. ”

Accardo turned around and gave Anna a very satisfied look, and then said, "Send a copy of the report on the recent operations in Poland to Mr. Augustus, as well as the infrastructure plan for the last six months." ”

He walked to his desk, removed the report of the cavalry against the tank that he had just held in his hand, glanced at the text pressed below, and raised the corners of his mouth.

The cover of the Nawen jiàn was stamped with the seal of the highest rank of the SS Gestapo, and the title was:

The first page of this report has a very pertinent conclusion: this person, safe.