Guderian wanted to believe that the text he was holding in his hand was fake, but he finally chose to believe such an unbelievable battle report.

His 1st Panzer Division was rampage through Polish territory, breaking the Polish Krakow Corps in front to pieces, and now his army had advanced a full 25 kilometers in one go, still meeting no decent resistance.

A company of the 1st Tank Regiment of the 1st Panzer Division reported to their superiors that the Poles were preparing for an attack on the German border, that hundreds of artillery pieces were piled up on the transport lines, and that the soldiers were not in their trenches at all, but in nearby towns ready to move forward.

The consequence of this was that all the Polish troops were not able to perform to the best of their strength, and they were hit head-on by the Germans on the march, and then they were bits and pieces unable to resist, and could only become prisoners of the Germans with their hands held high.

Now there was a fatal problem before Guderian - his troops were advancing so fast and taking so many prisoners that the commanders of the infantry divisions behind the German armored forces could not keep up with the pace of their attack.

"There is about a battalion of Polish defenders here, but they have been scattered, most of the soldiers have been captured, a platoon of our soldiers is escorting them back, the rest of the troops are still attacking, we have advanced 20 kilometers into Polish territory, many of the troops have some problems with ammunition and fuel supplies, we are trying to replenish these supplies. Guderian's staff officer said, "However, the report of Ferick's 3rd SS Panzer Division was a little confused. ”

"Tell me?" Guderian squinted at the map for nearby place names, not looking back.

"Ferick's troops have captured here, here, and here!" the staff officer pointed to the map, then continued: "He said that his troops had captured the headquarters of a division, and after joining up with the paratroopers, they were advancing towards the Sail Bridge. ”

"Sail Bridge? Isn't that the bridge that the paratroopers are going to control? It's 15 kilometers away from where they are now. Are they fighting faster than we do?" Guderian looked at his staff officer.

The staff officer said helplessly: "If according to them, the spearhead of the attacking force must be a madman." He was dragging the 3rd SS Panzer Division forward with the strength of a platoon. ”

"There are only two kinds of ends for this kind of person. Guderian sighed helplessly and said: "Either give him the medal for the reason of flexible combat, or hang him for ignoring the friendly army." ”

"I'd rather hang him. The staff officer narrowed his eyes and said, "A soldier who is too selfish will create a miracle, and he will also give you a tragedy when you expect him to create a miracle." I don't want this kind of unstable dìng factor to appear among my own people. ”

"Do you remember the Greater German Armored Forces Command Academy?" Guderian asked with a smile after glancing at his staff officer, sweeping the helplessness on his face.

"Of course, General! I graduated from the command department there!" The staff officer raised his chin very proudly: "There is your hard work for several years, General, and it can be said that it is the cradle of the commander of our army's armored forces." ”

"Have you ever heard of the Wolf Knights?" Guderian asked, ignoring the small compliment from the staff officer.

The staff officer was stunned for a moment, and then asked in a very frightened tone: "General, do you mean that these soldiers are from the first squad of wolf knights?"

"You don't have to guess to tell it's him. Guderian smiled bitterly, and then handed a copy to his staff officer: "The number one in this squad is Wren Harder, and he is in the 3rd SS Panzer Division. ”

"Then give him a medal. The staff officer laughed dryly, glanced at the map and said: "Then is our army going to speed up the march, pass from the Sail Bridge to Guò, and rush directly to Krakow?"

"Don't wait for the infantry behind! As long as we control the Sayre Bridge and then march into Krakow, the Polish army in the south will be separated and surrounded by us, and when the time comes, there will be no more organized resistance from any Polish army in the whole of southern Poland. Guderian thought for a moment and said, "The Führer put me in the south and Rommel in the north, just to see which of his two fists is more winning." ”

"Of course, the First Armored Army is more powerful!" said the staff officer with a smile: "Our First Army is not called in vain. ”

"Then send a telegram to all the troops to speed up! Send a telegram to the logistics troops saying that we want to resupply at the Sail Bridge! Let them send the oil directly there!"

......

"You guys just fought so beautifully! You dared to attack with less than a squad of troops. The paratrooper instructor of the 1st Airborne Division of the Reich, Borol, held the G43 on the shaking Leopard tank and leaned against the turret and said loudly: "Nice to meet you!"

"You're not bad!" Wren showed half of his body on the captain's hatch, shaking his head casually with the shaking of the tank, he poured out the only two chocolate candies in the small iron box, poured one into his mouth, and then put the iron box in his jacket pocket: "About three kilometers further on, there is the Sail Bridge." There was also a sign on the road. ”

They were no small force now, and they were met with an armored car of the 3rd SS Grenadier Regiment that was following them, and a full tank of 12 SS grenadiers. Coupled with the German paratroopers gathered all the way, they can be regarded as a task force.

Earlier, the maintenance unit of the regimental headquarters caught up with the No. 125 tank of the 2nd Tank Platoon, which unfortunately suffered from a mine, and although it could not repair the hapless tank immediately, it freed up the 125th tank crew, which had been responsible for covering the No. 125 tank. So the tank hurried all the way, and finally caught up with Rennes after they had finished the battle of the raid on the headquarters of the Polish 6th Division.

The tankmen of the 3rd Armored Division, who had a feeling, did not intend to stop there, and after everyone divided the spare fuel brought by 124, they led the paratroopers all the way to the southern transportation hub of the Sail Bridge. Because the company commander Carter gradually understood with Wren and Marcus, he left the No. 124 tank to defend on the spot, and he drove forward with three tanks in a menacing manner.

From time to time, Stuka bombers flew over the group of soldiers and tanks, emitting a strange and sharp sound of air currents, which frightened the German soldiers and waved the flags in their hands.

"This group of young masters of the Air Force, it's really easy for a mother! They flew over, and we had to be afraid of being injured by mistake! What a bastard. Borol said with a snort.

Wren smoothed the flag on top of the tank's turret with his hand and grinned: "They are also on a mission! It makes no difference! I just hope they don't accidentally blow up the Sail Bridge." ”

"Hey, it's really possible!" Borol laughed, looking at Wren as if he had found a confidant: "When the supplies of our paratroopers arrive, little brother, I will treat you to canned fresh beef." "If there are still troops in Germany who can brag about food with the armored troops, in addition to the submariners, there are only paratroopers left.

I don't know who said it, if you want to close the distance with a soldier, just choose a specific branch of the army and scold it...... Wren smiled, not pretentious, nodded and said, "Okay! ”

......

At the same moment, the pilots of the Luftwaffe Stuka dive bombers, who had crossed the advance force in Rennes, were reporting to the tower what they had seen.

"Oh God! Tower! You won't believe it! I saw our soldiers about 3 kilometers away from the Sail Bridge! They were wearing 10,000-character military flags on tanks and armored vehicles," and the pilot shouted loudly over the intercom: "I almost dropped the bomb! I almost dropped the bomb!"

"No. 176, we have recorded your report!We will remind our allies to choose their targets carefully!"

"Request confirmation of the mission! My mission with No. 177 is to confirm whether the paratroopers have captured the Sail Bridge, and if the paratroopers fail to control it, we will attack!" Stuka No. 176 piloted the intercom again: "Now they look like they're going there." ”

"Approve your attack on the fortifications on both sides of the bridge! Don't attack the main body of the bridge!" the tower replied after a while: "As long as the fuel allows, try to cover this force as much as possible!" The Sail Bridge is very important to us. ”

"Understood!176understood!" the pilot began to adjust the trajectory of the aircraft.

"177 understood!" another plane followed.

In fact, the battle for the Sail Bridge did not take place, and when the two Stuka bombers flew over the Sail Bridge, the German paratroopers below made a huge swastika with a dozen trucks, proving that the Sail Bridge had become a trophy of the Germans.

Most of the German paratroopers were lucky compared to Borrol's situation, they landed exactly where they wanted to be and attacked at the first opportunity.

The Polish garrison of Cell, with only one company, had no way to resist the German paratroopers who had fallen from the sky, and they were disarmed in a matter of minutes. What makes people laugh even more is that a Polish car transport convoy happened to pass by, and it was also captured by the warlike German paratroopers.

Wren and his three tanks stopped at the bridgehead of the Sail Bridge and had a real beef feast with their friends from the paratroopers - they found a whole piece of fresh beef from the Polish transport, and they soon came to a consensus that they had never seen any beef in the loot.

Soon, that night, the headquarters of the 1st Panzer Army of the Third Reich drove to the edge of the Sail Bridge. Subsequently, dozens of tanks and dozens of assault guns passed along the bridge. The Germans overfulfilled their first day's offensive, and Guderian spent 16 hours advancing a full 47 kilometers through Polish territory.