Two Hundred Siege

"General! General! The Germans are attacking again! There are German tanks in the block to the east, and the troops there are about to be overwhelmed! They are compressing our defenses and then lowering our morale with artillery fire. [Starting]" One The officer got into the command post and reported loudly.

Another officer who came in with him slapped the dust on his body, and one of his eyes was still covered with gauze, and he could vaguely see the blood inside: "Commander! News from the direction of the North Pomeranian Legion! They have begun to The East has broken through, and we can no longer support our breakout! These bastards! At this time, they are only running for their own lives! You bastards!"

"I'm not deaf! I can hear the cannon! Bring me the commander of the 11th Army! I will deploy the defense in the town myself! The commander of the Rhodes Corps will never run away!" Xhosa, the commander of the Rhodes Corps Izki stood up and said loudly.

"The 11th Army has been disintegrated! The commander has surrendered with his troops in the 'chaos'! That's why there is a huge loophole in our defense line! Sir!" One of the two officers lowered his head and said: "Now we have about one infantry division's defense force here, as well as the 10,000 defeated soldiers who retreated from Rhodes a few days ago. The 13th Army has about 20,000 troops and 20 75mm caliber cannons. These troops are temporarily composed of The two of us command!"

"After all, there are still loyal soldiers in Poland." Kosatsky glanced at the civilian officers of several headquarters and the two officers who came to report, and said, "You have to guard here! The fast attack is blocked! The British and the French will attack Germany from behind, they are on our side! Don't give up!"

"Yes! Commander!" The two officers nodded and said, "Sir, according to the previous combat experience with the German army, the troops on the field position will soon be defeated by the opponent's tanks and artillery, and we should do a good job in street fighting. Prepare!"

Kosatsky thought for a while and said, "Then just give up some areas that don't need defense! Concentrate troops near residential areas and churches! I want to fight the German army to the death!"

"Yes! Sir!" The two officers bowed and retreated, and silence returned to the headquarters. Kosatsky looked at the battle map hanging on the wall, and he knew that his final moment was approaching.

As the strongest first-line main army in Poland, the Lodz army has many tanks and planes that the army can directly command - but these weapons have now been destroyed or become the spoils of the German army. This time, Kossatsky was surrounded by the German troops killed by Germany from the north in a not huge encirclement and could no longer escape.

A few hours later, Kossatsky toured most of his regiment's lines with a dozen soldiers, and saw with his own eyes German troops taking positions less than 200 meters from him. He saw from a distance a dozen German grenadiers quickly passed the street under the cover of the suppression of machine guns, and then hung a huge red swastika flag on the building,

There was a small factory, only two kilometers away from Kossatsky's headquarters. The black swastika in the white circle in the middle of the flag pierced Kossatsky's heart like a steel knife. .

After a short rest for dozens of minutes, the sound of machine guns sawing wood sounded again, and the German soldiers launched a fierce attack on the Polish defenders in the church area under the cover of machine guns. The Polish troops fought back tenaciously, defending the fortifications near the church, relying on the overturned tram as a temporary anti-tank obstacle, resisting the German team's attack inch by inch.

The two sides fought over and over in the streets and buildings, fighting into the evening, and the once prosperous northwestern Poland town was almost reduced to ruins. Kosatsky had too few troops in his hands, and as the battle hit midnight, there were no reserves in his hands, and the attacks by the German troops surrounding the Rhodes Army were still going on endlessly.

The fire in the town lit up the sky, and the sound of explosions and machine guns 'shooting' could be heard incessantly. Germany used assault guns to accompany tanks to storm the Polish army's defense line, followed by a large number of infantry. This main attack force rampaged on the streets, It was then repelled with grenades and machine guns by Polish soldiers fighting back tenaciously in the buildings on both sides.

In the end, it turned out that not all Polish forces were smashed. At least the elite troops of the Polish Rhodes Corps still withstood the crazy attack of the powerful German team. The next morning most of the blocks were still in the hands of the Poles, but they were already surrounded, dozens of meters outside the town. It is already German territory, and the last road to the rear has been occupied by German troops. The Wehrmacht troops outside the city have completely closed this originally huge encirclement.

The fighting continued until ten o'clock in the morning, and the church was completely destroyed. Kosatsky was pulled out of the ruins of the church by his subordinate officers and hid in a farmer's manor in a small town. A pile of broken furniture.

"Sir! Let's protect you and break through! Retreat to Warsaw! You can't die here, sir! If you die here, Poland will be over!" Tsky persuaded: "Go! Sir!"

"Most of the troops guarding in various areas are now out of contact. The direct command troops we can gather are only about 1,000 people. We lack heavy weapons and cavalry troops. It is difficult for us to break through!" The dusty commander analyzed Said: "Now I can only find a way to take advantage of the 'chaos' to dress up as a prisoner and find a way to escape halfway!"

"Who said I'm leaving? I'm not leaving! This town is my Korsatsky's grave! I want the Germans and the world to know! The Polish general would rather die!" Korsa Tsky said loudly.

"You can die for Poland! I can also die for my own country, Poland!" His eyes were full of firmness and he said loudly. In this life, he has survived from the youngest second-class soldier at the grassroots level to the army commander. Even if he loses now, he has nothing to complain about.

A soldier climbed into the compound where Kosatsky was from the collapsed courtyard wall, moved slowly, and finally turned into the house through a window.

He patted the dust on his body, causing smoke to billow in the already smoky room. Smiling at the frowning soldiers, he walked into the living room.

"Sir." The visitor stood at attention and saluted, as if the war had nothing to do with him: "The commander of the 11th Army has been killed in the civilian residential area, where the resistance has tended to collapse, and soon the German army will Target here."

"Understood, let's all go back to their respective posts." Kosatsky waved helplessly and sighed: "Order the troops! Hold on until the last minute! Poland will depend on us to protect it! I hope The flag of Poland - never fall!"

"Yes! Sir!" Several officers stood at attention and saluted, turned and walked out of the house. The huge living room was filled with dust, and there was a suffocating rotten smell in the air.

There were the cries and screams of several wounded soldiers next door, as well as the terrified gasps of terror. The German artillery shells exploded not far away, and it seemed that the other party had confirmed their location and was organizing large-caliber artillery to suppress the "shooting".

Kosatsky watched the officers walk out of his headquarters, silently took out his pistol from his waist, put it in the center of his palm, and looked repeatedly, a large-caliber howitzer had hit the yard , the sky was filled with black smoke, the whole small building was shaking with the sound of the explosion, the ground was shaking, and a small shattered stone fell down and hit the table covered with the city defense map in front of Kosatsky. .

After only a short while, the Wehrmacht's offensive began. In order to disintegrate the Poles' defensive confidence, the Germans who attacked the Rhodes Army even called in two Stuka dive bombers to assist in the battle. Under the cover of machine guns and artillery, the German troops poured into the defensive positions held by the Poles. Soon the Polish defenders were overwhelmed by the firepower of the Wehrmacht, and the defensive circle was compressed smaller and smaller. Commander Kosatsky ushered in his final moment.

He really didn't have the courage to "suicide". He was a businessman and thought for a long time with a pistol, but he didn't have the courage to shoot himself in the head. He just sat like that, listening to the shouts of the soldiers outside, he knew that death was getting closer and closer to him.

"You! And you! Go over there and help! Tell Marva to stand up there! I have no support for him!" a voice shouted loudly, and someone over there answered loudly: "Yes! Sir!"

"What happened to Jacques? Why didn't anyone come back to report the situation! Hurry up and get in touch! Hurry up!" Another voice trembled and asked, but he couldn't make out the answer.

Suddenly, a large-caliber artillery shell directly hit the small building where Kosatsky was located. This building, which was already full of cracks, was overwhelmed and collapsed suddenly. As soon as Kosatsky's eyes darkened, he knew nothing.

Poland's most elite central army, the commander-in-chief of the Lodz Corps, Kossacki, was hit by a large-caliber howitzer in an inconspicuous two-story building in a small town east of Lodz. Die on the battlefield.

Half an hour later, the entire town of this town, which had been standing for two days, stopped resisting. A group of German soldiers climbed up the church, which was already in ruins, on the commanding heights of the city. "Color" 4D flag. On the front, between Germany and Warsaw, no army could stop the German advance.

Rommel can finally adjust the direction of the attack. Just now, the SS troops sent news that the Führer Arkado Rudolph was going to inspect the northern army, which happened to be the capital city of the enemy... This time Rommel did not hesitate Now, he decided to attack Poland in one breath, how much he spit out.

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