Dozens of trucks drove into a temporary Luftwaffe military airfield in southern Poland. On the runway side of the airfield, 20 FW-190D fighters are neatly parked, and not far away, the DO-217 bomber squadron is nervously reloading, and they are about to take off to bomb major cities in southern Poland.

The trucks came to a slow stop at the edge of the airport, and an SS officer in a gray-green SS field uniform with the SS lightning symbol embroidered on his collar jumped out of the car, held the military cap on top of his head with his leather gloved hand, and spat out an order in his mouth with a cigarette: "Get out of the car!"

Behind the trucks, one SS field unit after another, all dressed in tactical vests and carrying the German Army's latest assault rifle, the MP-44, began to jump out of the car. Their boots were black and shiny, their uniforms were spotless, and so many people jumped out of the car that they didn't even make a sound to speak.

"Stand up!" shouted the officer, throwing away his cigarette butt and stomping on the spark with his foot.

Everyone lined up quickly, and soon a neat phalanx was arranged, and the leather boots made a dull click on the ground.

"One sentry in five steps! Guard the entire airport!" The officer looked at his watch, and then after saying a few words to the airport commander and ground staff who had just arrived next to him, he ordered loudly: "First level alert!"

All the soldiers dispersed, they surrounded the entire airfield in the middle, and then turned back neatly, facing the airfield runway with their backs. As the soldiers dispersed, two more field vehicles drove into the airfield and stopped not far from the convoy.

Not far away, more than a dozen fighter planes appeared below the clouds, and a Dornier passenger plane with a huge national emblem painted on the tail in the middle began to descend in altitude, while those fighters flying around it either pulled up and drilled into the clouds, and some scattered and flew into the distance, and two of them chased the passenger plane to the runway of the airport.

The commander-in-chief of Army Group D in the south, Modell, got out of the field car behind him, wrapped his army coat tightly because of the wind, looked back at his chief of staff and adjutant, signaled and walked forward, behind him, followed by several commanders of the front-line combat units of Army Group D, one of whom was Guderian, the commander of the 1st Panzer Corps, who was in the limelight in the battle of Poland.

The Dornier passenger plane slowly stopped in the middle of the runway, and the two FW-190D fighters that had lowered their altitude pulled away and disappeared into the sky. The propellers of the Dornier plane turned more and more slowly, and finally it was motionless, and the door of the plane was also opened, and a very thin but tall man in military uniform appeared in the cabin door, and he stepped off the plane, followed by a young and beautiful sexy female officer, and then a beautiful woman in a black close-fitting suit. Then a lot of people in the entourage followed and got off the plane, and it seemed that the plane was so full that not even a single guard was loaded.

Modell straightened his clothes once more, then went up with his men, stood before the man in a black SS uniform with a fur trench coat on the outside, raised his right hand, and cried out loudly: "Long live the Führer! Welcome to the front, my Führer." ”

"Long live Big Germany. Accardo smiled lightly, and while taking off the pitch-black leather gloves, he glanced at Guderian and the others: "Everyone has worked hard...... The intelligence services were a little too careful, and in order not to reveal my whereabouts, they only informed you of my trip one hour in advance. ”

"The security of the Führer is, of course, of the utmost importance. Modell said solemnly: "You are the most important leader of Germany, and there can be no accidents. Therefore, please be sure to pay attention to safety and not be too careless. ”

"You're right!" Accardo nodded, then turned back to Moder and introduced, "This is my personal secretary, Miss Anna, and this is Minister Fanny, the head of publicity for my visit. ”

After the introduction, he pointed at Moder again, and said to the two beauties behind him: "This is General Moder, the supreme commander of Army D." ”

After getting to know each other, Accardo walked straight outside the airport, where several Mercedes Benzes had already been prepared, and the Führer and his party had to drive an hour's drive to one of the headquarters of the front-line combat units in the south to watch the German troops attack the Polish army.

"General Guderian!" Accardo called out to one of his most trusted confidants, then pointed to the front seat of his car and said, "I have a lot to ask you, so sit here." ”

In the envious eyes of many officers, Guderian boarded the Führer's car. The convoy started slowly, and the SS guards who followed behind jumped into the car in an orderly manner and followed not far behind the Führer's car. It's not far from the front, and there's no guarantee that the Poles won't infiltrate, so it's generally done with caution.

"You've lost weight. Accardo looked at Guderian in the front row on the rocking car and whispered: "Commanding the battle depends on a good body, your body is an important asset of the German people, and you must pay attention to protection." ”

Guderian's heart warmed slightly, he was not only a Führer officer raised by Accardo, but also a front-line general who had made up his mind to become Accardo's loyal subordinates a long time ago. However, he was still very impressed with this greeting from Accardo, and he suddenly felt that revitalizing the Wehrmacht with Accardo was the most correct choice he had made in his life.

"Thank you Führer for your concern. Guderian replied movingly: "I'll pay attention to it." ”

Accardo then talked about many things over the years, and Guderian mostly just listened sideways.

About a few kilometers outside the airfield, there were still piles of damaged anti-aircraft guns left behind by the Polish retreat, as well as a few rusty trucks. Accardo looked at the broken copper and iron outside the window, and asked Guderian, who was sitting in the adjutant position, "Those weapons are Polish?"

"Yes, my Führer. Guderian nodded and said, "When we attack the airfield." The Polish army also tried to resist, and there was a fierce exchange of fire between the 1st Panzer Division and the defenders of the airfield in the vicinity. ”

Accardo glanced out the window at the damaged weapons and said, "Were these weapons destroyed by the Stuka bombers?"

"No!" Guderian said with a smug smile, "it was our tank units that drove the Poles away, and these weapons were destroyed by our tanks." ”

"Your 1st Panzer Corps has advanced so far, it's really not something I could have expected. Accardo thought for a moment and said, "But there is no need to rush and force up, after all, every experienced soldier is our precious treasure. ”

"Yes! Guderian replied solemnly.

"How many troops have lost a lot of money?" Accardo was silent for a moment, and then suddenly asked again, "To tell you the truth, I don't want to listen to those changed numbers, I just want the most truthful." ”

"My Führer. Guderian thought for a moment before replying: "Since the beginning of the war, our army has lost a total of 675 people, of which the 3rd SS Panzer Division has lost more than 45%. ”

"It's amazing to be real. Even Accardo, who had known the outcome of the incident, did not expect that Guderian's troops would lose more than 400 men in battle after more than 200 kilometers of land in one go—the most glorious page in the history of human warfare: "When I participated in the First World War, my regiment lost 1,300 men on the first day. ”

"How long is the Führer going to stay here?" Guderian sighed and then Accardo stopped talking, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "The officers and soldiers on the front know that you are standing with them, and the attack may be faster. ”

Accardo smiled when he heard Guderian say such praise: "I just want to go to the front line to cheer them up, let them know that I am here, and how long will I stay?...... Actually, I didn't stay long, and I had to rush to the northern region to cheer up the officers there. Also, I haven't seen Rommel for a long time, so I just went over to check it out. ”

"He seems to be playing better. Guderian heard Accardo mention the northern front, nodded and said, "I heard that they are approaching the outskirts of Warsaw. The Poles seem to have moved all their troops to our side. ”

"They're playing well in the north, but you're playing well too. Accardo comforted: "But I have to explain something to you beforehand, and when you finish the fighting in the south, you must be careful of the actions of the Soviets." I don't want to suffer a bad loss after the battle for Poland. ”

"Yes, my Führer! Guderian replied immediately.

"I went to the 9th Motorized Rifle Division to see what Frederick's rocket launchers looked like, but I didn't have time to look at them when I was really yàn, so now I had to go to the front line to see the models that were mass-produced. After saying this, Accardo closed his eyes, and before going to sleep, he muttered: "Then go to the north to see the excitement of the siege of Warsaw." ”

Sure enough, knowing the news that Accardo had rushed to the front, the various combat units in the south immediately boiled. A photograph of General Modell, commander of Army Group D, saluting Arcator at the airport, appeared on the front page, followed by a large story about Accardo's love for soldiers.

The next day the newspaper published photographs of Accardos inspecting the artillery unit, and the Führer himself manipulated the firing of the first shot in the first offensive against Poland in the afternoon. The soldiers, chanting the slogan Long live the Führer, attacked the positions of the Poles in just one attack and advanced a full 20 kilometers north in one go.