Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

The most unlucky ones were those who were directly killed by bombs, followed by those who were captured, and the luckiest ones were those who escaped in time.

Brigadier Colonel Wladyslaw Anders was one of the few lucky people. When the Stuka bombers roared and swooped down in the sky, he and a few guards jumped on their horses without looking back. Running back, he actually escaped. I didn't dare to stop all the way, and ran to the Brasi River Bridge in one breath like a bereaved dog.

There was a platoon of soldiers guarding the bridge built by the Germans before the last World War. They were stunned to see the cavalry brigade commander who had crossed the bridge in high spirits not long ago turned into such a mess.

"Water, water!" Colonel Anders almost fell off his horse regardless of his image. This journey was non-stop, and he came here in one breath. He didn't even drink a sip of water, and his throat seemed to be on fire. He wanted to jump directly into the Brasi River under the bridge and drink.

"Here you go!" The platoon leader guarding the bridge quickly took off his kettle and handed it over. Others also gave their kettles to Colonel Anders' guards.

Gudong, gudong, Colonel Anders drank all the water in the kettle in one breath, and took a long breath to recover. "Do you have any explosives here?"

"Explosives?" The platoon leader was stunned after hearing this. "We only have grenades. What do you want explosives for?"

Colonel Anders pointed to the bridge beneath his feet. "Blow up this bridge. Since you don't have any explosives, you should send people to the rear to get explosives as soon as possible!!" This bridge is quite strong. Even if it is explosives, let alone grenades, it will take a lot of explosives. .

"Blow up, blow up the bridge?!" The platoon leader was shocked. "But this is the Brachi River!" Could this colonel have lost his mind and gone crazy? If he hadn't witnessed the colonel leading a cavalry brigade across the bridge yesterday, he would have even suspected that this man was a spy sent by the Germans.

If such an important transportation artery is blown up, how can the soldiers in the rear support the front line? ! How can supplies still get through?

"I know, I know, but the Germans are fast..." Before he could finish his words, the low roar of the motor exploded in everyone's ears. The colonel suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound, only to see light yellow smoke rising from behind the hillside in the distance.

"Oh my God! The Germans are coming!" One of the guards suddenly screamed, startling everyone. He ran over and pulled hard on the reins of his horse, but the exhausted horse was almost foaming at the mouth. No matter how hard he tried, it just refused to stand up again. The guard slumped on the ground helplessly, wailing in despair. "God, we can't run away!"

The sharp-eyed Colonel Anders discovered an empty supply truck parked not far away. "Hurry!! Get in the car!" After saying that, he ignored the others and ran towards the truck. He quickly climbed into the cab, started the truck and stepped on the accelerator.

When the platoon of soldiers guarding the bridge came to their senses, they could only watch in stunned silence as Colonel Anders and his guards drove away in their car.

"Damn it!" the platoon leader couldn't help but cursed. This was the first time he had seen such a shameless soldier. How did this guy become a colonel and brigade commander?

The roar of the engine became clearer and clearer, and even the ground trembled slightly. Soon they saw the silhouette of a German tank in the distance, and a soldier asked nervously. "Platoon commander, what should we do?!"

The platoon leader didn't care to continue cursing the coward who ran away from the battle, and shouted. "We are heroic Polish soldiers!! Not those cowardly cowards!! We should at least hold on to this bridge for Poland!"

"For Poland!"

"for Motherland!"

A group of Polish soldiers who did not yet know the power of German tanks raised their rifles and shouted in response.

However, human courage sometimes does not play any big role other than allowing you to die generously.

What came was a leading company of tanks.

"Why are there no defenders on this bridge?"

"I saw a few little mice hiding in the grove on the other side. Maybe they want to ambush us there. They are all here, target the grove on the other side, launch a grenade freely!"

A few seconds later, 21 grenades flew towards the grove on the other side, and the small grove was immediately bombed into a mess.

"Hans, get on the bridge."

"Company commander, it's better for me to go. What if these Poles have planted explosives on the bridge?"

"I just went up to take a look because I was afraid of explosives. If something happens, you'll be in charge."

Watching the company commander's car slowly drive onto the bridge, the deputy company commander ordered. "Prepare grenades in 1st and 2nd platoons, and armor-piercing shells in 3rd and 4th platoons. Pay close attention to the woods. If there is any movement, fire!"

When the company commander's tank drove to the center of the bridge, two flashes of fire suddenly flashed out of the woods and hit the tank's front armor hard.

"We've been hit!" the electromechanical man screamed, feeling the shell hit the armor in front of him.

"Shut up, there's no penetration! It's a small-caliber artillery."

No matter what kind of gun it was, it did not pose a threat to the tank. It only made two non-threatening shallow craters in the front armor. However, the Poles did not have a second chance to fire. A row of tanks waiting for the battle almost fired their own grenades while firing on the other side. The Polish artillery and the remaining soldiers were blown into the sky.

After the company commander's tank drove past safely, the subsequent tanks followed and crossed the bridge.

"Send a report to division headquarters," the company commander ordered. "We have the Brahi River bridge under control and the bridge is intact."

"Build a defensive position immediately! Prevent the Polish counterattack!" However, he was not worried. With 20 tanks and two companies of soldiers, he was confident of guarding the bridge. Moreover, the large troops behind can come to support at any time.

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"Your Highness." A staff officer in the headquarters put down the phone in his hand and reported to Yannick. "The 4th Army reports that the vanguard company of the 19th Armored Corps has captured the Brasi River Bridge and the bridge is intact."

"It seems that General Guderian will be able to cross the river this afternoon. The Pomeran Army and the Poznan Army are almost finished. Their fronts will collapse soon." His eyes wandered on the map table, and soon It fell on Army Group Poznań, south of Army Group Pomeran. "General Rundstedt, can we completely annihilate these two armies?" Although the "White Plan" of the original time and space was implemented, due to the execution time and the German weapons and equipment, they were completely different from the original time and space. , the course of the war is also very different.

So this kind of specific problem still has to rely on real soldiers.

Rundstedt looked at the map carefully, and after sorting out the reports he had collected, he shook his head slightly. "Your Highness, since we are adopting a pincer offensive from the north to the south, our troops in the middle are very weak and unable to annihilate the Poznań Group Army. We also have insufficient troops to attack the Lodz Group Army... With the current strength, we can only cripple them. The Pomeran Army was unable to encircle and annihilate it. These remnants would presumably retreat to the southeast, while the Poznań Army had not been severely damaged and would probably retreat eastward with its flanks severely threatened. In this way, Pomeran Army There is a high chance that the Regiment Army and the Poznań Army will join forces on the west bank of the Vistula River, and even some troops from the Lodz Army will join, thus forming a relatively large cluster. If these Polish troops retreat into Warsaw, prepare to defend to the death , it’s also a big trouble.”

Yannick said nonchalantly. "That way we can kill them all at once. We can also use them to practice our 'street fighting troops'." Street fighting is cruel, and it is also a good choice to practice with the weak Poles.

At this time Anne came in and reported. "Your Highness, the British envoy wishes to see you."