"Pah...!" Cao Bianjiao slapped the leader of the vanguard group hard in the face.

"Damn it, is this why my soldiers caused you such harm?

There is no way to conduct pre-war reconnaissance behind enemy lines, but this place is only thirty kilometers away from Minsk.

You still don't think of a way to investigate?

The leading company didn't set up any leading soldiers, nor did it arrange flanking searches. They just rushed in with eyes wide open!

Do you really think that Polish people are stupid?

They also have weapons and they are bloody. They are not cowards who will run away as soon as they see a tank turn around!

It's better now, more than a dozen tanks and a dozen infantry fighting vehicles have been killed.

More than a hundred people died, and you still told me that you were ambushed because it was dark.

Where are the flares? You’re going to keep your fucking cubs!”

Cao Bianjiao grabbed the head of the vanguard group by his hair and slapped his mouth with his bow from left to right.

The leader of the group was beaten until his mouth and nose were bleeding, but he did not dare to speak.

The rude Cao Bianjiao never speaks in a gentle way.

Tired from the beating, Cao Biaoming gasped and leaned against the tank.

Just last night, he suffered the biggest defeat since the establishment of the Second Tank Division.

Overnight, an entire tank company and half a mechanized infantry company were destroyed.

The soldiers suffered more than 150 casualties, setting a record for the most casualties of the Ming army in a single battle.

In the end, only a dozen people from the leading commando team survived, and three of them were seriously injured. It was not known whether they could make it through.

The leader of the vanguard regiment was the son of Cao Wenzhao's old subordinate. During the Battle of Nanjing, his father died.

It was Cao Wenzhao who raised him over the years, sent him to the military academy, and then gave him to Cao Bianjiao.

In less than ten years, he was promoted from a small platoon leader to a regiment leader.

But he didn't expect that such a big person would be lost to Cao Bianjiao at the critical moment.

"Teacher, don't be angry. It's useless to hit him. The key now is how to explain to the commander.

If the commander-in-chief finds out about this, we will be in great disgrace." The chief of staff hurriedly came over to advise.

Everyone knows that Cao Bianjiao is really anxious this time. If he doesn't get it right, he will kill someone.

On weekdays, we all have a good relationship, and we can make a lot of money at critical moments.

"Cover up? Such a big thing has happened, and you still say cover up? Can this matter be covered up?

Are all the people in your supervisory department just doing the job?

Just because the commander doesn't speak, it doesn't mean he doesn't know. This matter must not be covered up at all and must be reported truthfully.

And this idiot, let his chief of staff take command on his behalf. Lock him up and send him to a military court after the war.

How to judge it, whatever the hell you want to judge!"

Cao Bianjiao kicked the regiment leader viciously and left bitterly.

Some less intense gunfire came from the city of Minsk, but it soon calmed down.

Budordovsky was locked in a room, and all his weapons and even his epaulets and collar flowers were removed.

Kravchuk is in the room next to him, and their balconies are adjacent to each other. If you are brave enough, you can jump directly over.

The Germans seemed not afraid of them escaping or committing suicide.

But neither Kravchuk nor Budoldovsky had any intention of running away.

The reason is very simple, the two of them have nowhere to go now.

The troops were lost, and so was Minsk. The door to Warsaw was just wide open.

Even if you escape now, what will happen if you escape back to Warsaw?

Are you being caught and used as a target?

Those idiots in Warsaw are not good at fighting, but they are experts at finding someone to take the blame for.

Now when I return to Warsaw, I will definitely be caught and beaten to death immediately. Then, I will be tied to a carriage and paraded through the streets.

If he is not beaten to death by the angry Warsaw citizens, he will be taken to the square and hanged, or he will be sent to the guillotine.

No matter what, the outcome will not be good.

"Kravchuk, my chief of staff, what should I do now?" Budoldowski lit a cigarette and looked at the German soldiers downstairs, who were escorting groups of Polish soldiers out of the city to gather.

"No matter what, I have no choice. Who knows, the Germans will suddenly attack us. I thought those rumors were just rumors, but I didn't expect them to be true."

Kravchuk also took out a cigarette and smoked silently.

"It doesn't matter anymore. What matters is what we are going to do now. How to save our lives and how to return to Warsaw."

"I think Poland is doomed. The Germans rebel, and our main force will be annihilated by the Ming army within a few days.

The Nordic army is also finished, because after we were killed, the Germans showed their intention to betray the European Union.

They will attack behind the Nordic army, and then...! Then... there will be no more." Kravchuk was very disappointed with the future, it can be said that he was extremely disappointed.

The words contained all the flavor of sadness.

"Maybe we still have a chance, we can still be useful!" Budoldovsky said suddenly.

"It works? What do you mean?" Kravchuk blinked, not understanding what Budoltovsky meant.

"When I say useful, I mean useful.

If you think about it, the Germans must have reached an agreement with the Ming people when they rebelled.

So most likely, will they reach any agreement with Russia?"

Budordovsky looked at Kravchuk and puffed out a puff of smoke from his mouth.

"You mean... carve up Poland?" Kravchuk suddenly understood.

Historically, Prussia and Russia divided Poland twice. Now it doesn't seem like a big deal to divide it again.

"Yes, carve up Poland. After they carve up Poland, they have to rely on us. Although we don't have an army, we have a status in Poland.

We can be on the front line, shouting for the German or Ming troops, and asking our men to surrender.

You can win the battle without using any of their guns or bullets.

Even if the Ming army is invincible, they are not willing to really conquer the world. If they use us, they will save a lot of military resources.

No matter what, this is beneficial to them."

Kravchuk was stunned by Budoldovsky's words. After all, he was the commander, so his thoughts were different.

What he said is very consistent with maximizing interests, but in this way... wouldn't it be betraying Poland?

Seeing that Kravchuk didn't speak, Budordovsky nodded.

"I know what you are thinking, in this case we are betraying Poland.

The Poles will hate us to the core, and our descendants will be reviled by them.

But there is nothing we can do about it! Things have reached this point and become like this. What else can we do?

Do you know why Poland was partitioned twice and restored twice?" Buddowski sighed softly.

"Why?" Kravchuk asked.

"It's simple, because there are still Poles living in this land. Do you think that we are betraying Poland by doing this?

What will happen to Poland if we don't?

Tens of thousands of Polish men will die on the battlefield. This is 700,000 people alive!

Seven hundred thousand people!

Behind this are 700,000 families. Many women will lose their husbands and countless children will lose their fathers.

In the last battle of Smolensk, we were annihilated by the Ming army, with 650,000 people wiped out. This time, we had to work together to find so many young adults in the country to join the army.

It was not easy to gather these more than 700,000 troops!

It can be said that the Poles have revealed all their wealth.

At this point, what can we do?

If these people are lost again, the backbone of the Polish people will be taken away.

Think about it, if we really fight the Ming army to death, will we have any chance of winning?

No!

The backbone of the Polish people has been taken away, and even if they regain their country, they will sink for a long time.

In that case, the blow to the nation will only be greater.
To be continued...