The Poles were completely stunned, and they still did not know what kind of enemy they were facing. They fought very calmly on the Eastern Front, and even part of their forces had already invaded the territory of the Soviets, but in the face of the Germans on the Western Front, they seemed to be completely out of tune.

For example, the 6th Division of the Polish Army Group Krakow, opposite the 3rd SS Panzer Division, received an order to assemble troops to attack German territory, but when the division commander Garokov mobilized his own troops, his first-line defensive position collapsed.

In the face of German tanks and armored vehicles, the Polish defenders, who had just come out of their fortifications and were ready to attack, were obviously helpless, they quickly gave up resistance, and were captured or chased in groups, and the commander of the 6th Division, Garokov, finally learned that the first layer of defense had been broken through, and it was time for the SS Leopard tanks to attack his second layer of defense.

Garokov decided to gather his troops and set up a third defensive position around his division headquarters, and he even mobilized the cavalry of the divisional reserves, hoping to organize an effective defense to stop the frenzied attack of the Germans.

"Whose bullshit order is this? Ten hours ago I received an order for my troops to attack the German border, but the Germans happened to be attacking in the middle of the build-up of my troops!" Garokov was annoyed in his command: "Are those generals above spies for the Germans?"

"Call the corps command, ask them what is going on, how could the German troops advance dozens of kilometers in a few hours?" he shouted loudly to the adjutant: "Let the corps command correct the order! Then let the cavalry charge ahead of time! Otherwise, we will be inexplicably defeated!"

"Report! Division commander! There is a problem with the telephone! We have no way to contact the corps headquarters!" An officer took the phone and reported helplessly: "It may be that the German soldiers have cut off the telephone line!"

"Send someone to check! Speed! Let the cavalry check the lines of communication! Immediately let the soldiers arrange the surrounding defenses! Since there are German troops who can cut the telephone lines, it proves that they are not far from here!" Garokov immediately ordered.

"Boom!" "Boom!" Outside the headquarters, someone suddenly began to fire violently.

"What's the matter? Are the Germans already fighting here?" asked Garokov, taken aback, "Go and see at once, why did you suddenly open fire?"

"Yes!" the adjutant hurriedly saluted and ran out of the room to investigate what was going on, but he hadn't been out for long when the gunfire was getting louder and louder.

Suddenly, a loud and terrible explosion rang out next to the building where the headquarters was located, and in an instant, the splatters of shrednel shattered the glass, passed through the bodies of the two officers standing at the window and looked out, and hit the surrounding walls, followed by blood and dust that permeated every corner.

The shock wave swept everyone in the room to the ground, and the shaky ceiling fell with lime, and the entire ceiling closest to the window had collapsed, diagonally across what had been the window, and the outer wall with the window was now gone.

"Ahem!ahem!" Garokov was knocked to the ground by the shockwave, but luckily unharmed, a white-faced telephone operator pulled him up from the ground, and he coughed and squinted his eyes around his headquarters.

The door to his headquarters had been blocked by the gravel of the staircase, but luckily he could now walk directly out of his old window to the street. The two officers by the window were now two corpses, one still half-covered by a collapsed floor. A telephone operator slumped on the table with a bloody face, and it seemed that there was no need to resuscitate him.

Garokov, along with the last remaining telephone operator in the entire command, stooped out of the room that was in danger of collapsing, fell into the huge bomb crater outside the window, and climbed up gasping for breath. The explosions around him kept coming, and as soon as he showed his head in the crater, he saw his troops in disarray, like a flock of sheep being driven by the sound of explosions.

Suddenly a hand reached out and pulled him, and Garokov finally climbed up the pit, and he didn't have time to think about it, and bent down to the base of a wall, so that he could look back and see who had pulled him.

Just as he turned around, his adjutant had just pulled up the telephone operator from the crater, and two men ran towards him one after the other. It wasn't until they were in front of him that the two of them sat on the ground together.

"Report! I just spotted an enemy bomber formation, and now they are bombing!" said the adjutant, panting.

Garokov was tempted to kick it over: Of course I knew it was bombing! And I knew it much earlier than you had noticed! But he glanced at his lieutenant and finally gave up the scolding because he had rushed to save them.

"Oh my God, what about our planes?" Garokov looked up at the formation of German bombers hovering like vultures, and asked helplessly: "The enemy has reached the doorstep, why don't they take off to meet it?"

"Sir, our anti-aircraft fire is too weak for any way to drive away these planes, and it looks like they won't leave until they've dropped all their bombs. The adjutant pulled a steel helmet from a nearby corpse, fastened it to his head, and said, "Let's get out of town! ”

Sighing and looking at the Polish soldiers who were scurrying around, Garokov knew that things were not something he could control. The soldiers could only wait for the bombing to be over, and with a nod to the adjutant, they bent over to the edge of the town with the only obedient telephone operator.

They soon found a company of guards that had not been disrupted, but the poor company commander could only find 30 of his men. With these soldiers, Garokov finally regained a little self-confidence, and he began to send soldiers everywhere to contact the headquarters of the 1st Regiment, which had been disorganized.

By the time he found the commander of his 1st Regiment, it was already an hour later, the German planes had flown away, and his troops were still in disarray. His 2 regiment had already been routed by the German frontal forces, part of the soldiers of the 1 regiment could not be found at all now, and now Garokov could not even determine how many of his 6 battalions of troops remained.

"First, send the cavalry to repair the telephone line!Find a working telephone nearby! I need to contact the regimental command to report on the situation I am facing!" Garokov said to his 1st regimental commander and adjutant, "Second, I need you to take everyone you can find! Set up a defensive line near this town! Make sure that the two locomotives in the warehouse over there are intact. ”

He instructed his adjutant: "If you can't find any men from the engineer company, then arrange for 20 infantry to go over! If you encounter the Germans, retreat back here! Send out cavalry to reconnoiter all the places in the vicinity! I want the exact movement of the Germans!"

"Tanks!" the Germans are coming...... one soldier shouted in a panicked voice not far away, pointing in the direction of the border. Before he could finish speaking, a bullet shattered his head. There was a panic all around, and several soldiers were hit by bullets and fell to the ground.

The soldiers who had just gathered together once again ran apart, making Garokov, who was watching this qiē, feel the urge to drop things: "Let people push the anti-tank guns up!

Several Polish soldiers retreated, and while firing back with rifles, they fired back, and when they were pulling the bolt, they were fired by machine gun fire, rolled and fell to the ground groaning, and after a while they were silent.

Grabbing the adjutant over, Garokov ordered loudly: "I don't care where you look for it! Get me some explosives! Grenades will do! Go to the garage and blow up the two locomotives!"

As he spoke, he pulled the commander of the 1st regiment: "Find someone to withstand the German tanks! I just want you to hold it for 15 minutes!"

The commander of the 1st Regiment nodded, but his heart was full of bitterness: In this situation, if you let me withstand it for another two minutes, I am afraid I won't be able to do it! He looked at the troops in a mess, gritted his teeth and rushed out, shouting to every Polish soldier he passed: "Counterattack! The artillery will come soon! Fire at me!"

I hope there is still time to destroy the locomotive, my own division can be regarded as over, and whether the corps headquarters behind him can get accurate news can only depend on luck. Not to mention those officials who were far behind, it was him, the front-line commander, who didn't figure out what was going on until this moment.

He didn't need to know, because just across the corner of a building, a beautiful tank with the number 113 painted on its turret was firing fiercely, smashing all the Polish soldiers who appeared in the streets into a sieve.

Just when the scene was too chaotic to be repeated, gunshots rang out behind him, and it was clear that another German force had outflanked the rear of the town in a roundabout way, and it was like the last straw that completely destroyed the psychological defenses of the Polish defenders. For a moment, the sound of kneeling and begging for mercy even drowned out the sound of machine-gun fire.

Garokov watched in shock as hundreds of soldiers raised their hands and begged for mercy from a German paratrooper holding a strange submachine gun with a curved magazine. On the other side, a dozen cannons stacked together were paralyzed in the corner, and no one from beginning to end thought of using these weapons to fight back at the invaders.

At this moment, he finally vaguely guessed the strength of the Germans, which might add up to a dozen people - and a few deadly tanks, of course. These forces formed an encirclement and annihilated most of his infantry regiment.