My Third Empire

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The thick fog filled the edge of the forest, and the visibility was scary. The rumbling gunfire in the distance gave the lingering fog a hint of blood.

A field command car with a radio station was slowly moving on the forest road. On these two command cars specially designed for armored forces, an electrician was sitting in the car and fiddled with his new radio station. And beside him, there were two guards holding mp-44, and Gudrian's adjutant.

Goodrian sat on the co-pilot, shaking back and forth with the potholes on the ground. A g43 rifle was hanging beside the driver of the car, driving the car with concentration. This six-wheeled car has no doors, similar to a six-wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle with no armor on top and no artillery on top. Goodrian stepped on the edge of the threshold of the car door casually, humming his hometown tune softly.

As the war to attack Poland reached its tenth day, the Germans had begun to improve their details. For example, Guderian found that he often lost contact with his troops and could not effectively control the high-speed armored troops. So he thought of a very effective way, that is to sit in the command car and advance with his armored forces.

His 1st Armored Division had just expelled the Polish defenders in the woods and captured hundreds of captives. He had to catch up with the 1st Armored Regiment that had crossed the woods and captured a small town over the woods. He needs to find a high-power radio station there and notify his troops to continue the following tasks.

Suddenly with a wailing howl, a shell exploded not far behind their car. The car shook, and everyone was confused by the sudden attack. Behind the car, the two guards picked up the assault rifle and looked around with vigilance.

"It is the 75-mm caliber howitzer of the 9th Motorized Infantry Division." Guderian is obviously an expert of this artillery: "Is it not explicitly stated that it is not allowed to fire artillery casually in foggy weather?"

"This group of idiots! Didn't they read the ban manual?" The adjutant was frightened by the shell and frowned, complaining: "Damn! Go back and give them a protest document! Let them report to the group army headquarters Explain the attack. "

"Brake!" Guderian shouted to the driver beside him with a more scream of howling of the object through the airflow: "Be careful!"

"Boom!" An artillery shell exploded in front of the car, and the dust and gravel brought up hit the windshield of the car as a noise. A stone was even embedded in the windshield on the right, bringing out a piece of Round cracks like spider webs.

"My goodness!" The adjutant stared at the stone that had broken through the glass and hit Guderian's face with more power. It took a few seconds to react and sighed.

"Quick! Avoid the action!" Guderian leaned over, grabbed the driver's steering wheel, and slammed in the foggy weather: "Step on the accelerator! The next shell will hit us!"

The car suddenly accelerated and rushed straight to the gutter on the side of the road. Guderian hurriedly grabbed the handrail beside him. As soon as he was ready, the car rushed into the ditch. Everyone rolled in the car. The roar accompanied by the shouting of the people spread far away with the dense fog.

In the direction of the original car, a shell hit the road, and the explosion brought a thick smoke, followed by an explosion in the distance, it seemed that the 9th 9th Armoured Army was left behind The Motorized Infantry Division did not receive a notification that the First Armored Army had captured the forest. They were extending firepower to prepare for the attack on the woods.

"Is anyone injured?" Looking at the smoke from the engine, Gudrian smiled bitterly from the co-pilot's position, stood on the mound beside the car, and looked helplessly at the unrecognized engine compartment of the car.

His lieutenant replied loudly in the car: "A guard was injured, his face hit the workbench, and there was a lot of blood ... the others were okay."

"We have to move forward! We must walk at least 5 kilometers of forest paths." Goodrian said with a sigh. "Only in front of the 1st regiment headquarters can we tell the 9th Infantry Division that group of idiots. They almost helped. The Poles killed a German general! "

They only walked for about 5 minutes, and a truck stopped beside them. Looking at the capital letter g1 written on the front of the truck, they knew that the truck belonged to the 1st regiment of the first armored division. Because the head of state personally named the first armored division Guderian, the representative letter of this division is g.

"Hey! Would you like to hitchhike?" The German soldier who drove his head out and asked aloud, but deliberately drove the car to the front of the crowd, leaving Guderian and others standing on the roadside to eat a mouthful of dust. This also blamed the unlucky incident of the day before yesterday: a major general named Flickr died in the north, so the head of state personally ordered all front-line officers to wear steel helmets-this directly caused many soldiers to fail to recognize the officers with large brimmed hats Them.

"Of course! Thank you for your kindness!" Guderian walked to the side of the car and said to his men with a smile: "It's really lucky to meet you."

When the driving soldier recovered from the shock, Goodrian, who had the general's badge on it, had already climbed into the truck's compartment. There are thousands of liters of gasoline in it, and it smells terrible, but Guderian is still very happy that he can chase his tank without walking.

Ten minutes later, Guderian finally found his 1 regiment. A series of orders were issued to the military department at the regiment headquarters, and one of them was to inform the 9th Infantry Division to catch up, so as not to waste shells at non-existent enemies.

Then he thought about it and sent a memorandum to the headquarters of the National Defense Forces with a strange statement style. The content was very humorous: "In southern Poland, the fog caused a lot of trouble to the German team, although The artillery units have been strictly ordered to prohibit firing at the targets in dense fog, but these artillery units are still stubborn to do so. The consequence of this is that the German artillery units almost sent their tank warfare command experts into the coffin. "

The reason why I want to take this thing out and say it alone is because this war episode finally has an interesting ending-a few hours later, the 9th Motorized Infantry Division responded to Goodrian ’s message: "You should be glad We used 75 guns instead of Frederick rockets ... "A few hours after this reply was sent to Guderian, the 9th Infantry Division was temporarily placed under the command of the D Group Army under the command of the First Armored Corps. The commander of the 9th Infantry Division almost cried after receiving the order.

Soon, Guderian found the SS third armored division that had attacked a dozen kilometers to the east, and ordered them to temporarily stop the attack, so the German first armored army that madly attacked temporarily stopped because of the ancient In his interim command, Derian received a telegram from General Model D of the Army Group D, as well as a report of the Polish army ’s direction of action provided by the Air Force reconnaissance plane and photos.

"This time the Poles really did a smart thing." Guderian looked at the instructions on the document and handed the intelligence analysis document to his adjutant, and said to his staff with a smile: "They Found that his northern defense has completely collapsed, so the concentrated forces want to fight a decisive battle with our army in the south. "

The adjutant for the rest of his life was beside Guderian. He looked at the intelligence analysis that Guderian handed him and nodded in agreement. "This time they chose the right one and found an option that was very beneficial to them." "

The staff member looked at the military map in his hand and pointed to the above suggestion: "If we take here, here and here in advance, we can shorten the front of the defense and concentrate our troops against the troops going south in Poland."

Guderian nodded: “Let the SS ’s third armored division turn around and search north! Looking for the main Polish unit. Decide. Let the Frederick Rocket Unit of the 9th Infantry Division follow up and give the Poles a look at the colors. . "

An officer walked into the temporary headquarters, handed a document to Guderian, and stood up to salute: "Long live the head of state!"

"What's the matter?" Guderian glanced suspiciously at the document. The Imperial Eagle pattern on the paper proved that this was a shared intelligence of the Air Force.

"The Air Force was madly counterattacked by Polish aircraft in central Poland. Our army is temporarily unable to obtain local air control. All troops are asked to move forward with caution." The officer reported the intelligence content: "In addition, the reconnaissance aircraft found that the Polish troops went south at a very fast rate. Quickly, the army is mixed with a lot of tanks. "

"Arrange a signal soldier to send this information to General Frick. Tell him to act carefully." Guderian said after thinking for a while: "In addition, apply to the army to apply for air support and exclude the Polish fighter and bomber forces nearby."

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In the wilderness, as the third armored division of the SS rushed to the front of the armored unit, Captain Marcus of the 112th tank was complaining to company commander Carter in the talker: "The above command, the following people hurried dozens The kilometer road is as tired as a dog. "

"Don't complain! Look at Rennes ... this is the great warrior loyal to the head!" Carter responded with a boring response as the tank shook. A few days ago, they just replaced a new track, deployed and repaired the engine gearbox, and then were ordered to change direction to advance north. As a result, no Polish soldiers have been encountered along the way.

"Company! At 1 o'clock. Did you see the smoke?" Ren's voice sounded in the headphones: "I think, when the mission assigned by the regiment put us in the front, it was to let us deal with tank combat experience. This unit is here! "

"All tanks! Prepare ammunition for the artillery!" Carter's voice seemed a bit tuned with excitement: "1 o'clock direction! Large-scale Polish troops! Adjust the hull and test the laryngophone in a minute ..."

On September 25, 1937, the 3rd Panzer Division of the German SS was ordered to go north and attack the Polish Rhodes army. The two sides encountered near an unknown hill.