One Hundred and Seventy Nine

Guderian really wanted to believe that the document he was holding in his hand was a fake, but in the end he chose to believe such an unbelievable battle report. 【First release】

His 1st Armored Division rampaged through Poland, smashing the frontal Polish Krakow Army into pieces. Now his army has advanced a full 25 kilometers in one breath, and still has not encountered decent resistance.

A company of the 1st Tank Regiment of the 1st Armored Division reported to their superiors that the Poles were preparing for an attack on the German border. Hundreds of cannons were piled up on the transport lines, and the soldiers were not in their trenches at all. It was in a nearby town ready to move forward.

The consequence of this is that all the Polish troops failed to exert their greatest strength. They were hit head-on by the German army during the march, and then they were piecemeal and unable to resist. captive.

Now there is a terrible problem before Guderian-his troops advanced too fast and captured too many prisoners, so that the commanders of the infantry divisions behind the German armored forces could not catch up with them. Attack speed.

"There is about a battalion of Polish defenders here, but they have been scattered, most of the soldiers have been captured, and a platoon of our soldiers is escorting them back. The rest of the troops are still attacking. We have advanced to Poland. Within 20 kilometers of the territory, there are some problems with the supply of ammunition and fuel for many troops, and we are working hard to replenish these materials.” Guderian’s staff officer introduced on the side: “However, Ferik’s SS Third Armored Division The report was a bit confusing."

"Let's hear it?" Guderian squinted at the map to check the names of nearby places, without looking back.

"Ferik's troops occupied here, here, and here!" The staff officer pointed to the map, and then continued: "He said that his troops captured the headquarters of a division, and after joining the paratroopers, they were Advance to the Purcell Bridge."

"The Purcell Bridge? Isn't that the bridge that the paratroopers want to control? It's 15 kilometers away from their current position. Are they going faster than us?" Guderian looked at his staff officer.

The staff officer said helplessly: "According to what they said, the spearhead of the attacking troops must be a lunatic. He is using a platoon of troops to drag the 3rd SS Armored Division forward."

"This kind of person has only two fates." Guderian sighed helplessly and said, "Either give him a medal for the reason of flexible combat, or hang him for the crime of disregarding friendly forces."

"I'm more inclined to hang him." The staff officer narrowed his eyes and said, "Soldiers who are too egotistical will perform miracles, and they will also give you a tragedy when you expect him to perform miracles. I don't believe in such unstable factors." Too much hope to appear among their own people.

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"Do you still remember the Command Academy of the Greater German Armored Forces?" Guderian glanced at his staff officer, swept away the helplessness on his face, and asked with a smile.

"Of course! General! I graduated from the command department there!" The staff officer raised his chin proudly: "This is the place where you have worked hard for several years, General. It can be said that it is the cradle of our armored commanders."

"Have you heard of the first class of wolf knights?" Guderian ignored the little compliment from the staff officer and continued to ask.

The staff officer was taken aback for a moment, and then asked back in a fearful tone: "General, you mean? These soldiers are from the first squad of wolf knights?"

"You can tell it's him without guessing." Guderian gave a wry smile, and then handed a document to his staff officer: "The number one in this class is named Ryan Harder, who is in the SS In the 3rd Armored Division of the Army."

"Then give him the medal." The staff officer smiled dryly, glanced at the map and said, "Then our army should speed up the march, pass through the Purcell Bridge, and rush directly to Krakow?"

"Don't wait for the infantry in the back! We only need to control the Sayre Bridge, and then march into Krakow. The Polish Mountain Army in the south will be separated and surrounded by us. By then, we will eat it in one bite, and there will be no more soldiers in the whole of southern Poland." The Polish army has formed an organized resistance." Guderian thought for a while and said: "The head of state put me on the south side and Rommel on the north side, just to see which of his two fists is better. what."

"Of course the First Armored Army is more powerful!" The staff officer said with a chuckle, "Our First Armored Army is not called for nothing."

"Then send a telegram to all the troops to speed up! Send a telegram to the logistics troops, saying that we will supply at the Purcell Bridge! Let them send the oil directly there!"

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"You fought really well just now! You dared to attack with less than a squadron of troops." Boroll, the paratrooper guide officer of the Imperial First Airborne Division, hugged the G43 and leaned on the turret of the shaking Leopard tank and said loudly: " Very happy to meet all of you!"

"You guys are not bad at fighting!" Ren exposed half of his body on the captain's hatch, shaking his head casually following the shaking of the tank, and poured out the only thing in the small iron box. He poured two chocolate candies into his mouth, put the iron box in his coat pocket and packed it up: "About three kilometers ahead, there is the Purcell Bridge. There is also a sign on the road just now."

They were no longer a small force. They encountered an armored car of the 3rd SS Grenadier Regiment following up, and the car was full of 12 SS Grenadiers. Coupled with the German paratroopers gathered along the way, they can be regarded as a special mixed company.

Earlier, the maintenance troops of the regiment headquarters caught up with the No. 125 tank of the second tank platoon that was unfortunately hit by a landmine. Although the unlucky tank could not be repaired immediately, it liberated the No. 124 tank that had been covering the No. 125 tank car group. So the tank hurried all the way, and finally caught up after Rennes and the others finished their raid on the headquarters of the Polish 6th Division.

The tank crews of the 3rd Armored Division, who felt it, did not intend to stop there. After they divided up the spare fuel brought by 124, they led the paratroopers all the way to the southern transportation hub, the Purcell Bridge. Because company commander Carter gradually cooperated with Ren and Marcus, he left the No. 124 tank to defend on the spot, and he drove forward aggressively with three tanks.

From time to time, a Stuka bomber flew over this group of soldiers and tanks, making weird sharp airflow sounds, which scared the German soldiers to keep shaking the national flag in their hands.

"The young masters of the Air Force are so darn relaxed! They fly over, and we have to be afraid of being accidentally injured! What bastards." Boroll said angrily.

Ren smoothed the national flag spread on the top of the tank turret with his hands, and grinned: "They are also performing missions! There is no difference! I just hope they don't accidentally blow up the Sale Bridge."

"Hey! It's really possible when you say that!" Boroll laughed, looking at Ren as if he had found a confidant: "When the supplies for our paratroopers arrive, little brother, I will treat you to fresh canned beef . ” If Germany still has troops that can compete with the armored soldiers in terms of food, the paratroopers are the only ones left besides the submarine soldiers.

I don’t know who said it, but if you want to get closer to a soldier, just choose any soldier and yell at him... Ren smiled without being pretentious, nodded and said, "Okay! , have a hot meal together."

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At the same moment, the pilot of the Luftwaffe Stuka dive bomber flying over Rennes' advance force was reporting what he saw to the tower.

"God! Tower! You won't believe it! I saw our soldiers about 3 kilometers away from the Purcell Bridge! They put the swastika flag on the tanks and armored vehicles," the pilot said loudly in the intercom Yelling, "I fucking 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!" The tower quickly responded.

"Please confirm the mission! The mission of No. 177 and me is to confirm whether the paratroopers have occupied the Purcell Bridge. If the paratroopers fail to control it, we will attack!" The pilot of Stuka No. 176 rang the communicator again: "Now they Looks like it's going there."

"You are approved to attack the fortifications on both sides of the bridge! Do not attack the main body of the bridge!" The control tower replied after a while: "Try to cover this army as long as the fuel allows! The Purcell Bridge is very important to us. "

"Understood! 176 understands!" The pilot began to adjust the flight trajectory of the aircraft.

"177 understands!" Another plane followed suit.

In fact, the battle on the Purcell Bridge did not take place. When two Stuka bombers flew over the Purcell Bridge, the German paratroopers below used a dozen trucks to pose a huge swastika, which proved that the Saill Bridge The Er Bridge has become a trophy of the Germans.

Compared with Boroll's situation, most of the German paratroopers were very lucky. They parachuted accurately to the position they wanted to reach and launched an attack in the first place.

The Polish troops guarding Sayre consisted of only one company, and they had no way of resisting the German paratroopers who fell from the sky. They were disarmed within minutes. What's even more ridiculous is that a Polish car transport team just passed by, and was also captured and captured by the skilled German paratroopers.

So, the three tanks of Rennes and others stopped at the bridgehead of the Sale Bridge, and had a real meal of beef with their friends from the paratroopers—they found a whole piece of beef from the Polish transport vehicle. Fresh beef, everyone quickly reached a consensus that they "never seen any beef in the seized materials".

Soon, that night, the headquarters of the First Panzer Army of the Third Reich drove to the edge of the Purcell Bridge. Subsequently, dozens of tanks and dozens of assault guns passed the bridge smoothly. The Germans overfulfilled their offensive mission on the first day. It took Guderian 16 hours to advance a full 47 kilometers in Poland.

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