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The Allies regarded Li Xiaofeng as 250. How could this trick of fooling children be hidden from him? These guys were nothing more than using the excuse of a truce to buy time for Bisusky. To put it bluntly, this is still a delaying strategy.
It can be imagined that once the Jews accepted the armistice, the Allies would provide crazily aid Poland in a short period of time, and then when the armistice expired, the Poles who recovered would have to counterattack. At that time, even if the so-called investigation team came to a conclusion that was beneficial to the Jews, what was the significance?
It is even more shameless to think of these miscellaneous things. The investigation team will not come up with any truth, fool things up, or simply turn the tables on and continue to slander the Jews. Anyway, these hooligans have no moral integrity at all.
"But if we refuse to truce, the Allies may have to use this to make a fuss and talk nonsense again..." Ben Gurion reminded.
"Funny!" Li Xiaofeng snorted contemptuously, "Do you want face or inner self? The attitudes of those hooligans have long been obvious. If they lead the nose, there is only a dead end!"
As he said that, Li Xiaofeng waved his hand domineeringly: "You tell them that a truce can be done, but there are requirements. The Polish government must immediately disarm all its armaments, and the Allies will make a written guarantee to impose a comprehensive arms embargo on Poland. No country may import guns, cannons, ammunition and all military supplies into Poland!"
"It is unlikely that they will agree to this condition, right?" Ben Gurion said with a wry smile.
Li Xiaofeng snorted coldly: "I just want them not to agree!" As he said that, he ordered: "You can communicate with the press and directly expose the conspiracy of the Allies. You can even hint that they are preparing to fully arm the Allies and may directly interfere in East Prussia!"
The diorama was exposed and there was no chance. The Allies were originally going to fool East Prussia, but who would have thought that they would be made by others to make a big fuss, making them more passive in politics.
It was not only passive in politics, but also quite embarrassing in military affairs. The East Prussian People's Liberation Army was not distracted by the so-called negotiations. It rushed straight to Warsaw with a tiger descending the mountain, and fought a beautiful annihilation battle on the banks of the Fkra River, eliminating the two Polish divisions who were leaving the city to prepare for a bargain. For a moment, Warsaw, which was close to the point, was full of war.
The battle was like this. The First Special Operations Brigade of Gruu, adapted from the former border police force, deliberately made great strides forward, distanced from the main force behind him, and deliberately took a series of bold words, which seemed to not take the Poles seriously at all.
Faced with such a piece of fat, the Poles were indeed moved, especially after learning from the "reliable" information that the brigade had only more than 4,000 people and most of the soldiers were authentic Russians, even Pisusky could not bear it.
If this Russian team "underestimating the enemy and advancing" could be wiped out and a large number of Russian prisoners were captured, for Pisusky, political generals could make a big fuss. They could use this to get rid of the passiveness brought by Osvis. At that time, it would be the Russians' turn to have a headache.
Under the temptation of political interests, Bisuski personally rushed to Warsaw to command the battle. The defenders of the three divisions gave up their positions on the outskirts of the city and rushed towards the First Assault Brigade of Gruu, and surrounded him on the banks of the Fkra River.
Looking at the fat meat in the encirclement, Pisusky couldn't help but feel a little proud. He sighed: "This is a gift from God to Poland, and you must accept it!"
Yes, no matter who it is, they think there should be no suspense in the battle. The Russians have less than 5,000 people in total, and they can't see any heavy weapons, and they don't even have many cannons. However, Pisusky has almost three reorganized divisions. Although there are not many heavy cannons, there are still some 76mm mountain cannons and field cannons.
In Bisuski's opinion, such a battle would not be suspense. The only thing he had to worry about was how to eat this delicious snack before the enemy's reinforcements arrived. After all, it is said that the Jews had more than 100,000 troops, and with the three divisions he had, it was not enough to resist.
When the attack started, Pisusky thought about how to humiliate the Russians, whether to consider catching them in Warsaw and parading in the streets of Warsaw, so that the whole of Warsaw would see the ugly appearance of these Russians. Of course, the most important thing is to let the people of the world see: "See, did the Jews and Russians wear pairs of pants!"
The Polish artillery leisurely set up the cannons and installed the fuses calmly. They were notified that the Russians had almost no artillery, which means they did not have to worry about the Russians' counterattack. In this case, there are some very troublesome regulations that can be implemented or not.
Rumble.
As rows of densely packed artillery sprayed flames and smoke, the projectiles roared on the heads of the Russians a few kilometers away. For them, the Poles' artillery bombardment was a bit unsatisfactory. Most of the shells were shrapnel. This ammunition was more suitable for killing exposed people. For the strong trenches, these scattered small steel balls were really not enough to see.
For most Red Army soldiers, the Poles were really a little confused. Did they not even have the most basic military knowledge?
It’s not that the Poles do not have military knowledge, they are helpless. As a country that is often dismembered and divided, the so-called defense industry is very nonsense. For today’s Polish Defense Forces, most of the weapons rely on aid, and they have to rely on their godfather’s face to make a living. In other words, they have to use whatever their godfather gives them.
Unfortunately, for godfathers, their godsons are often not very concerned about their lives. Anyway, they are not their own sons, so they just look for them when their godson dies. Therefore, the so-called military aid is often accompanied by high political demands and military garbage. For example, the remaining war materials, such as the trash that is about to be retired or scrapped, are just waste utilization.
The godfathers believed that the Poles did not have much necessary equipment for breaking solid fortifications. The Polish Defense Forces were defensive and only had more shrapnel to prevent the enemy's attack. As long as they could block several waves of enemy attacks, they would naturally have their godfather to rescue them.
Therefore, the Poles had a lot of shrapnel bullets. There were very few grenades and high-explosion bombs that were really useful. Moreover, they did not have many heavy artillery. Even if there were grenades and high-explosion bombs, they would not have much charge. They would not have much effect on solid fortifications.
In other words, although the Poles' shelling was still like that, the smoke was filled with smoke and it was like a geek, the real effect was really unsatisfactory, that is, it scratched the Gru's.
Ten minutes later, the Polish artillery stopped their work and according to the arrangements above, they could sit on the position and watch the performance of the infantry brothers. They saw them holding their shoulders and holding their hands behind their backs to look at the Russian position covered with smoke and dust in front of them. They joked easily and comfortably, not to mention the comfort.
"I bet ten yuan, and the first wave of attack will be able to take the Polar Bear's position!"
"Tsk, what's the point of betting on this? Everyone knows that the Russians are short of military strength. After being hit by our violent artillery fire, they may have collapsed halfway. If they are rushed by the infantry, can they not fall apart?"
It was obvious that the artillery soldiers were very optimistic about the battle. Most of them were recruits, and they had never participated in the battle at all, and had no idea of the cruelty of the war. In their opinion, the overwhelming artillery fire just now was already quite fierce, and no living person could survive. If they were the ones who were shot, they might have run away.
Under the cover of smoke bombs, the Polish infantry advanced forward quickly and with a high spirit. When they rushed out of the smoke, they were less than four hundred meters away from the Russians' positions. Under the command of the officers, they spread out in a scattered line, holding rifles with guns inserted, and ran forward with a scream.
"These idiots!" Gruu in the trench snorted contempt. If the superior had not ordered the Polish miscellaneous items to be put closer and then beat them, they would have given these idiots a little color.
"Aim, aim a little bit. Bullets are very expensive, don't waste them!"
If this was heard by the Poles in the charge, they would probably feel a different feeling in their hearts, because the Russians clearly felt that bullets were more valuable than the lives of Poles. To put it bluntly, they were despised by the Russians.
However, the poor Polish footbrushers didn't know this. They were a little excited when they first went to the battlefield. They only knew to act foolishly according to their superiors' orders. Their superiors were also a group of rookies who also lacked combat experience, and their orders were often wrong.
On the battlefield, making mistakes will inevitably cost you, and this price will be extremely expensive. The Poles who rushed forward with their lives have no battle lines or formations. They are crowded together, interfering with each other and hindering each other. In the eyes of Red Army machine gunners, such a goal is their favorite.
"Open fire!"
When the Poles had just stepped into the first assault brigade's position two hundred meters, the rifles, machine guns and grenade launchers opened fire together, and these three weapons woven into a fire net, and the poor Polish footbrushers could only struggle helplessly in the net.
Poles were knocked to the ground in groups, and often a bullet could knock down two or three people. As for grenades, they would take away even more lives. The moment when Gruu opened fire, behind the battlefield, through the heavy smoke, the Polish commanders could see their young men stepping into hell.
One minute later, they came back to their senses by the powerful firepower of the First Assault Brigade and hurriedly issued an order to the artillery: "Suppress the shooting, you must suppress the Russian firepower!"
The Polish artillery soldiers were in a hurry. They thought they could finish the work, and they had to panic and re-enter the positions, re-engage the artillery, reload the ammunition, and then adjust the aircraft. When they worked last night, half of the Polish infantry in the charge had fallen, and the remaining half was firmly nailed to the position by the powerful firepower of the First Assault Brigade and could not move.
Rumble...
When the artillery fired again, the faces of the Polish commanders finally looked a little better. As long as the artillery could suppress the damn Russians, at that little distance, the infantry should be able to rush over!
In fact, the infantry thought so. When the Russians retracted their heads and hid in the trenches, they stood up again with trembling and holding their rifles, starting to charge again...
"Quickly solve the shooting numbers! Polish bastards are about to rush over!"
The Polish artillery did not know that they had been targeted. The First Assault Brigade was not without cannons, but their firepower was quite powerful. Elaborately camouflaged trucks carried long I-shaped rails. At the tail ends of these rails, rockets with four small wings had been installed.
That's right. This is the rocket launcher. After almost 8 months of research, Katyusha was successfully "copied". The first batch of 18 launch vehicles were equipped with the First Assault Brigade. They will actually test the power of the rocket launcher on the battlefield as a test force.
With the end of the intense calculation work, the Poles' artillery positions were already naked in front of the First Assault Brigade. With just one order, they could be wiped out!
"Prepare...release!"
With this order, Katyusha carried out a beautiful volley. 18 launch vehicles, each with 16 launch rails, 288 rockets roared over the Poles' artillery positions, killing bombs and shotguns plowed the entire area. The Poles, who had never suffered such fierce artillery fire, were caught off guard. What's more, they had never expected to be subjected to a counterattack before.
The losses were quite amazing. When the whistling and explosion ended, the Poles' artillery had disappeared from the position. Pisusky sniffed, and his mind was full of question marks. The intelligence department had swearing to tell him that the Russians had no heavy artillery and even had not many artillery. But the facts in front of him told him that such artillery fire would require at least hundreds of artillery pieces to be able to cover it!
Especially afterwards, when the staff officer told him that at least two hundred shells fell in the shelling wave, Bisuski cursed: "Bastard! Shoot those bastards!"
The innocent intelligence department who was scolded by Pisusky as a bastard and a bastard, the Russians covered the launch rails tightly with canvas. How did they know there was another mystery inside? What's more, they had never seen rocket launchers. Even if they saw these I-shaped frames, they would probably use them as anti-theft nets or something.
Fortunately, Bisuski quickly calmed down. He knew that killing people at this time had no meaning. What is important is what to do next?
The artillery was finished, and the first wave of attacking troops had already gone to hell. The whole battalion fled back were just a few three-legged cats. Such heavy losses told him that the Russians in front of him were probably not so easy to meet.
However, Bisuski retreated in such a mess, and he couldn't afford to lose this person. Three reorganizers besieged a brigade, but they were broken. It was reported that the opposition in the country was probably going to be slaughtered again. But the problem is that there are not many ways to continue attacking him, and it is really difficult to get rid of the tiger!
At this moment, it was not just Bisuski who was struggling with a tiger. In the Kremlin thousands of miles away, Bisuski and his Trotsky were also struggling with a situation of struggling with a tiger. When Li Xiaofeng shook all the Poles' crimes and slapped the Allies loudly in the face, his face hurts!
Andre Petrovic, I fuck you!
This is probably Trotsky's voice. This time he was cheated. A certain immortal's trick of trying to get his hands on the trick of suppressing and getting, which was considered a miserable thing for him. In the face of irrefutable evidence, his previous accusations and accusations were more like humiliating himself. Especially when the news that the Polish prison guard was still alive in the prison was spread, his old face was distorted.
Lenin, you are really cruel!
Trotsky looked at Lenin with a smile on his face, and he didn't mention the feeling in his heart. Obviously, this was the trap Lenin carefully constructed, but he jumped in foolishly. What awaited him would be a storm-like blow.
"The facts are very clear," Lenin said in a light tone. "The so-called massacre and the so-called crimes are completely faked by imperialism. Their purpose is obvious, to attack and slander us by distorting the facts!"
Speaking of this, the tutor paused a little, looked at Trotsky, and then continued: "And some of us lack a clear understanding of such despicable means and tricks. We lose our position casually and doubt our comrades... Such mistakes are extremely ridiculous and extremely naive. This group of comrades should reflect on them and apologize to those comrades who have been framed!"
Lenin only said so much, but in fact this was enough, because the following words were not suitable for him. According to the tone he set, the Leninist faction launched wave after wave of attacks, defeating the previously awesome Trotsay.
"Comrade Andre has proved his innocence with practical actions," Stalin fired violently. "Then it is Comrade Trotsky's turn to prove his innocence to the Central Committee. He must give an explanation for the issue of gold!"
Trotsky was so angry, but he couldn't fight back. Who asked him to come up with this? If he refused, then the Lenin faction would definitely attack him in groups. At least he had to peel off his skin. He could only admit it!
"I will undergo an inspection by the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. Before the final result comes out, I will temporarily stop the work at my hands!"
"How could you admit defeat so easily?" After the meeting, Ulitsky asked in anger and anxious manner.
Trotsky smiled bitterly and asked back, "Do you think I like this result?"
Before Ulitsky could answer, he said to himself: "If I continue to hold on at the meeting, it will probably usher in a full-scale counterattack from Lenin, and we may be crushed to pieces! At this time, I can only retreat to advance, and temporarily endure it in exchange for rushing through the difficulties..." (To be continued...)
ps: Finally discharged from the hospital, and I am in a great mood!
Bow and thank you for instant killing Potato, Admiral Hood, holding Polunzi, Juventus and Comrade Hzwangdd!
Chapter completed!