Chapter 212 214 Border

The birds in the woods were pleasant, and it was a quiet and peaceful morning, and here was the ceasefire line between Germany and Poland, without any writing, but this line had long been drawn by German and Soviet diplomats, so the German army stopped its advance here.

The Polish defenders on the Western Front were completely wiped out, and the Eastern Front was engaged in a fierce battle with the Soviets, so there was no possibility of a battle here: the Germans were on vacation, and the Poles would not have nothing to do with the Germans who were no longer advancing.

On the third day of the arrival of the German troops, a Polish garrison began to garrison the opposite side, and this poor Polish infantry battalion was facing an entire SS panzer division, and everyone knew what would happen if the Germans continued to advance, so the Poles only symbolically dug two trenches on the other side of the river.

Wren often sat by the tank and watched the sunset in the past two days, because the afterglow was so beautiful, red and like a burning town, which reminded Wren of the bad days when he slaughtered Polish tanks.

Wren's Leopard tank was repaired, and an iron plate was welded to the slightly damaged front armor plate, which made his tank slightly different from the others. However, his tank is indeed different from the others, as his tank is painted with the awesome number 113.

This tank destroyed 29 tanks in one go on the German Eastern Front, and also reimbursed Poland for 7 trucks and 14 artillery pieces - a feat that temporarily puts him at the top of the list of killers of German armored forces. Listening to the regimental commander, after hearing Rennes's name, the Führer laughed and decided to personally award the Iron Cross to the great tank commander.

Two SS soldiers with rifles patrolling along the town's roads saw Wren's chariot parked on the side of the road, and the two men walked under the tank, lit cigarettes and began to talk to Wren.

"When are we going to get there?" asked one of the patrol infantrymen, taking a deep breath of his cigarette and asking, "I've been here for a few days, and a lot of the infantry has already caught up." Are we only going to fight half of the USSR?"

Wren leaned against the barrel of the tank, with a comfortable face, and replied softly: "If the above doesn't let us attack, wouldn't it be nice to rest like this?"

Gun Andrei, who was wiping the periscope of the tank, laughed after hearing this, compared to the cold-blooded and crazy battlefield Ren, he still prefers the current lazy little boy, at least now Rennes makes people feel very good, there is no problem.

"Hey, look at that! The Poles on the other side are delivering something again. Bowman stood on the turret and shouted, "There are a lot of refugees, and it seems that the Poles in the east are almost overwhelmed." ”

Now Poland is in shambles. All the people have fled the famine, because of the war, but also because of hunger. Those who had lost their homes struggled desperately to survive, but when they fled into the territory of the Polish army-held districts, they found life even more difficult.

The peasants, who had nothing, took their families with their families, their belongings and baggage, their elderly mothers and young children, and embarked on the road of escape. At first, everyone retreated eastward, but after losing their land, houses, and food, more refugees began to move west. The main road into the German-occupied territory was filled with slowly wriggling crowds of people fleeing from eastern Poland, some on foot, some by cart, rickshaw, platoon cart, car...... The shouts of the people were heard in the fields in the distance, mingling into a constant muffled sound, like the murmur of a wounded beast as it flowed its blood into a long river.

The Germans also treated these men in a relatively simple way, with young laborers and women grouped together, and these people were escorted to the former German-Polish border, where they were assigned to work on large farms or light factories for three years before they could become full-time employees.

However, according to the minimum ration, these people were still provided with food and clothing, and collective shelters were prepared for everyone, of course, among these people, the elderly or children were given priority to be sheltered - this was the method that Augustus and Accardo came up with together, and the middle-aged labor force with children or the elderly was relatively stable, and it was easy to control and manage, even if they escaped not too quickly. The Führer was very pleased with this plan, which greatly accelerated his plan to revitalize German light industry.

The fate of these people was more tragic, because Germany was limited by the problem of national strength, and the conditions in the concentration camps were quite resigned.

In recent days, more and more Poles, most of them are old people and children, who have come to the German line and want to return to their hometowns, which has kept the German defenders a little busy. They were responsible for identifying the refugees and choosing whether to send them to the more privileged areas of the original German-Polish border, or to work in nearby concentration camps.

Often, they don't know where they heard about the selection of labor in Germany, so they exchange everything they have in exchange for a place to take refuge in Germany.

Some of the frail teenage girls preferred to stay in the neighborhood and spend the night with a dozen German soldiers, and also asked for a chance to work in a German textile factory, and it was obvious that they would be eliminated when they went - and of course they might sleep with others to qualify for staying.

Of course, the old lady and the old man smashed their dentures, took off the engagement rings they had worn for decades, and bribed the German soldiers who held the power of life and death. However, their fate was also extremely tragic, often after their belongings were taken away, people were also sent to work in concentration camps.

On October 1, Accardo personally ordered the construction of 30 new camps for the elderly and 10 for the young in the occupied territories of Poland. These old age camps were so poorly supplied that more than half of the elderly were destined to starve to death, while the conditions in the early camps were slightly better and the work was not too heavy, but they still had to do a lot of work and learn German to qualify for it.

These camps were responsible for the production of bedding, simple chemicals, brewing wine, non-major war materials such as chain barbed wire, and even several hazardous chemical factories as well as heavily polluting projects. In Accardo's plan, Germany was to use every labor force as much as possible to produce goods for itself. And on top of this plan is a national policy that distinguishes it from Hitler.

Of course, on the primitive border between Germany and Poland, the Poles found that the Germans were still very easy to get along with, providing them with arable land and production tools, and all they had to do was hand over half of the grain output, and of course the remaining half belonged to the farmers. Of course, there will be professionals to supervise the work at home. After three years of hard work, a tenth of the land was transferred to their private own, which was obviously much better than those who died of old age in the concentration camps.

Compared to Hitler's madness in another history, Accardo's strategy may not be very clever, but he skillfully divided the Poles into a large group, divided a force into several weak branches to manage, and even brought some natives and Jews with him when dividing up the benefits, which was much better than a simple genocidal policy, and received much less resistance.

The Greater German Party of Acadoton Guò practiced the theory of the Greater German Nation in the German-controlled districts. The basis of this theory is very simple: people of any nationality must recognize themselves as part of the Greater German nation as long as they are under German rule. After a little labor, the civilians of the original defeated country were able to join the big family of Greater Germany and enjoy the benefits of Germany's strength.

Although this flawed bandit theory was criticized by Western countries as soon as it was introduced, under the double spur of bayonets and potato black bread, Germany's GDP increased by 21% in a state of war. This achievement has to be described as a victory for the invaders: the economic splendor built on the bones of the bones disguises the hellish barbed wire quarantine in the woods in the border areas.

"Men stand up, go to the right, and if anyone dares to drill into each other's ranks again, I'll shoot them!" ordered an SS infantryman with a submachine gun. Beside him, an SS officer sitting at a broken table was looking at a beautiful watch with his glasses.

And the table in front of him was piled up with gold rings, gold teeth, pocket watches, gold chains, and other valuable items. On the other side, there is a small precision weighing scale, and two recorders are recording the weight and appearance of these things in detail. It was clear that the SS was not embezzling, but was systematically collecting precious metals.

The Germans looted a qiē, gold, silver, copper, and iron, as long as it was metal, and the SS was ordered to collect it, and every gram of copper could be used to produce weapons to kill the enemy when the war broke out. Therefore, not only did they collect prisoners of the enemy, but they even began to promote wooden forks and wooden spoons and other utensils in Germany.

"Hey! Wren!" Andre looked at the noisy "border crossing" not far away, patted Wren on the shoulder and asked, "Are you right or wrong for us to start such a war? Can we win the war in the end?"

"I don't know if we're doing it right or wrong, Andre. All I know is that I was ordered to leave my homeland and travel thousands of miles to come here to kill all the enemies who did not submit for the Führer and the Fatherland. Wren stared at an old man who was being shot not far away because he refused to hand over his pocket watch and gold ring, and said expressionlessly: "As for whether I can win, it's not a question for me to think about, I'm only responsible for winning the battle." ”

"Huh!" Andrei laughed, then jumped out of the tank: "It's good to live as simply as you do." ”