Goodrian wanted to believe that the document he was holding was fake, but he finally chose to believe such an incredible battle report.

His First Armored Division rushed around Poland, smashing the Polish Krakow Legion to pieces. Now his army has advanced 25 kilometers in one breath, but still has not encountered decent resistance.

A company of the First Tank Regiment of the First 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 transportation line, and the soldiers were not in their trenches, but in the nearby town, preparing to move forward.

The consequence of this was that none of the Polish troops could exert their greatest strength. They were hit head-on by the German team during the march, and then they had no ability to resist. They could only hold their hands high and become prisoners of the Germans.

There is a fatal problem now before Guderian - his troops were advancing too fast and captured so many prisoners that the commanders of the infantry division behind the German armored forces could not catch up with their offensive speed.

"There are about one battalion of troops here, but they were dispersed, most of the soldiers were caught, a platoon of our soldiers were escorting them back, and the rest of the troops were still attacking. We have advanced to 20 kilometers in Poland. Many troops have some problems with ammunition and oil supply, and we are working hard to replenish these substances." Guderian's staff officer introduced on the side: "But the report of Ferick's 3rd Armored Division was a bit chaotic."

"Let me tell me?" Guderian squinted at the map to check the nearby place names, without any intention of looking back.

"Ferric's troops occupied this place, here, here, here!" The staff officer pointed on the map, and then continued: "He said that his troops had captured a division's command, and after they joined the paratroopers, they were advancing towards the Seer Bridge."

"Sel Bridge? Isn't that the bridge that paratroopers want to control? It's 15 kilometers away from their current location. They are faster than we are?" Guderian looked at his staff officer.

The staff officer said helplessly: "If they said it, the attacking force must be a madman. He was dragging the 3rd Armored Division of the SS with a platoon."

"There are only two consequences for this kind of person." Guderian sighed helplessly and said, "Either give him a medal for the sake of flexible combat, or hang him on charges of disregarding friendly forces."

"I prefer to hang him." The staff officer narrowed his eyes and said, "Soldiers who are too selfish will create miracles and will also give you a tragedy when you expect him to create miracles. I don't really want this unstable factor to appear among my own people."

"Do you still remember the Great German Armored Forces Command Academy?" Guderian glanced at his staff officer, swept 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 general's years of hard work, and it can be said to be the cradle of the commander of our army's armored soldiers."

"Have you heard of the Wolf Knights 1 squad?" Guderian ignored the staff's small compliment and continued to ask.

The staff officer was stunned, and then asked in a very scared tone: "General, are you saying? These soldiers from the Wolf Knights' squad?"

"You can tell that it's him without guessing it." Goodrian smiled bitterly, and then handed a document to his staff officer: "The first person in this squad is Rennes Hard, who is in the 3rd Armored Division of the SS."

"Then give him a medal." The staff officer laughed dryly, looked at the map and said, "Then should our army speed up the marching, pass through the Seer Bridge, and rush directly to Krakow?"

"Not waiting for the infantry behind us! As long as we control the Seer Bridge and then enter Krakow, the Polish Mountains Legion in the south will be separated and surrounded by us. If we eat it in one bite, there will be no Polish army in the southern part of Poland." Guderian thought for a while and said, "The Head of State put me in the south and Rommel in the north, just to see which of his two fists is better."

"Of course, the First Armored Army is even more powerful!" The staff officer smiled and said, "Our First Army is not a waste of time."

"Then let the telegram to speed up all the troops! Send a telegram to the logistics forces, saying that we will replenish supplies at the Seer Bridge! Let them send the oil there directly!"

...

"You guys fought so beautifully just now! You dare to attack less than one squad of troops." Boroll, the paratrooper guide of the Empire's First Airborne Division, hugged the g43 and leaned against the turret and said loudly, "I'm glad to know you!"

"You guys are not bad!" Rennes showed half of his body on the captain's hatch, and swayed his head casually as the tank shaking. He poured out the only two chocolate candies in the small iron box, poured them into his mouth, and then put the iron box in his top pocket: "About three kilometers further ahead, it is the Sail Bridge. There was also a sign on the road just now."

They are not a small army now. They encountered an armored vehicle of the SS Grenadiers 3rd Regiment that followed, and 12 SS Grenadiers full of them. In addition to the German paratroopers gathered all the way, they could be regarded as a special mixed company.

Earlier, the regiment headquarters' maintenance troops caught up with the No. 125 tank of the second tank platoon that was unfortunately hit by landmines. Although the unlucky tank could not be repaired immediately, they liberated the 124 tank crew that had been responsible for covering the No. 125 tank. So the tank rushed all the way and finally came up after Rennes and the others finished the battle to raid the 6th Division of the Polish Division.

The tankers of the Third Armored Division, who had a feeling, did not intend to stop. After everyone divided the spare fuel brought by 124, they led the paratroopers to the Seer Bridge, the southern transportation hub. Because the company commander Carter gradually became tacit, with Rennes and Marcus, he left the No. 124 tank to defend on the spot and drove forward fiercely with three tanks.

From time to time, Stuka bombers flew past the group of soldiers and tanks, making strange and sharp airflow sounds, which scared the German soldiers to shake the national flag in their hands.

"This group of Air Force masters is so relaxed! They fly over, we have to be afraid of being accidentally injured! What a bastard." Boro said angrily.

Renn smoothed the national flag on the top of the tank turret with his hands and grinned: "They are also carrying out missions! No difference! I just hope they don't accidentally blow up the Seer Bridge."

"Hey! It's really possible if you say that!" Borr laughed, looking at Renn as if he had found a confidant: "When our paratrooper supplies arrive, I'll invite you to eat fresh canned beef." If Germany still has troops who can play with armored soldiers in terms of food, in addition to submarine soldiers, there are only paratroopers left.

I don’t know who said that if you want to get a distance from a soldier, you can choose any other army to curse... Renn smiled, without being pretentious, nodded and said, “Okay! When you arrive at Seer, you will have a hot meal together.”

...

At the same moment, the pilot of the Luftwaffe Stuka dive bomber who had crossed over the advance force of Rennes was reporting what he had seen with the tower.

"Oh God! Tower! You will definitely not believe it! I saw our soldiers about 3 kilometers away from the Seer Bridge! They were covered with the flag of the vanguard on the tanks and armored vehicles." The pilot shouted loudly in the phone: "I almost threw the bomb down! I almost threw the bomb down!"

"On the 176th, we have recorded your report! We will remind friendly forces to choose the target of attack carefully!" There was a reply from the tower soon.

"Request a confirmation of the mission! My mission of 177 is to confirm whether the paratroopers have occupied the Seer Bridge. If the paratroopers cannot control it, we will attack!" The pilot of Stuka No. 176 pressed the caller again: "Now they look like they are going there."

"Approve your attack on the fortifications on both sides of the bridge! Do not attack the main body of the bridge!" The tower replied after a while: "With the oil permitting, try to cover this force! The Seer Bridge is very important to us."

"I understand! 176 understand!" The pilot began to adjust the flight trajectory of the plane.

"177 understand!" Another plane followed.

In fact, the battle on the Seer Bridge did not happen. When two Stuka bombers flew over the Seer Bridge, the German paratroopers below used more than a dozen trucks to put out a huge ten thousand words, proving that the Seer Bridge had become the trophy of the Germans.

Compared with Borol's situation, most of the German paratroopers were very lucky. They accurately landed to the position they wanted to reach and launched an attack immediately.

The Polish guards Seer had only one company, and they had no way to resist the German paratroopers who had descended from the sky. They were disarmed within a few minutes. What was even more ridiculous is that a Polish car transport team happened to pass by and was captured by the warlike German paratroopers together.

So, three tanks of Rennes and others stopped at the bridgehead of the Seer Bridge and had a real beef meal with friends from the paratroopers - they found a whole piece of fresh beef from the Polish transport truck, and everyone quickly reached a consensus that they had "never seen any beef in the seized supplies."
Chapter completed!