Imperial Overlord

Bonn was a Polish man through and through. He was born in Poland, grew up in Poland, and even fought in Poland.

He was a Polish soldier who, in 1939, laid down his weapon and became a prisoner of war.

The poor prisoner of war had always served in the camp, but he had always been smart, escaping the heavy labor each time, and delaying the work at hand as long as he could.

Now he may be the most powerful unofficial character in this labor camp, and it seems that the Germans have to look for him if they want to do things.

However, now, this little leader who was a prosperous leader in the Polish prisoner of war camp really knows what is called absolute power.

At this moment, at his feet, is his most trusted confidant. The mighty man who helped him pick up the weak Hercules in the prisoner-of-war camp is now twitching with the last of his strength.

When the bayonet stabbed the strong man, the fierce big man cried like a bitch.

When the second and third knives pierced his chest, he couldn't even make a sound of shouting and moaning.

The German soldiers who had just rushed through the door were no longer the SS Skeleton officers who were familiar with him and who had been bribed by him, but a group of more ferocious soldiers.

He still can't understand what the German soldier with the submachine gun did after he entered the house, but the suffocating sense of oppression made Bonn unable to even move.

The leading German SS officer walked up to Bonn with his hands behind his back, smiled and asked, "Have you thought about what I just asked?"

Born swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and before he had time to answer, the boy who always followed behind him was taken out to collect the money and cigarettes from the prisoners of war.

The boy looked at Bonn in horror, and then shouted loudly, "I'm going!"

"I... I'll go!" Bonn knew what these people were here for, and he knew that his actions had been known for a long time.

After saying this, his whole body froze. German soldiers walked by his side, and then threw suits of military uniforms at the feet of these people.

With just one glance, Bonn knew that these uniforms were of the Soviets. The SS made them wear such clothes, and it was estimated that the end was not far from death.

It's a pity that as long as they don't die now, these people who are used to being intimidating on weekdays will choose to continue their lives.

A truck full of the soldiers drove out of the camp, and the prisoners of war who had sent the truck off cheered in revenge.

Hearing the cheers of his former comrades, Bonn, sitting in the truck, felt that his life was over in this second.

...

"Stand still! Stand still!" Near the border of the Soviet Union, a group of Soviet soldiers carrying rifles escorted a group of people to the front of a woodland.

They looked at the group of unfortunate Poles not far in front of them with cold eyes, watching them wear gray-green German army uniforms.

"Comrade Monovich, let's carry out the mission." Riding on a tall horse, a Soviet officer said to his men.

After the order was given, all the Soviet soldiers raised their weapons to the Polish political prisoners in the distance.

"Wait a minute! We've never broken any laws!" A Pole walked out of the crowd, waving his hands.

Another Polish political prisoner started to take off his clothes desperately, hoping that the other party would not shoot him for the sake of his undressed.

"Prepare!" As if executing a prisoner, the Soviet officer raised his arms and shouted loudly, "Fire!"

"Bah! Bah!" The Soviet Mosin Nagant rifles fired one shot after another, and the bullets flew into the crowd in the distance, causing a cloud of blood.

"The Germans have invaded us! They are attacking us!" the Soviet officer who opened fire, called Monovich, shouted loudly.

Before his shouts landed, there was a dense sound of machine guns on the other side of the forest. It wasn't the sound of Soviet machine guns, it was as dense as sawing off a big tree.

"Who is this shooting?" Standing in the wilderness, Monovic held the pistol on his waist and looked at the direction where the birds in the forest were startled.

"What's going on? What the **** happened?" The senior officer on the horse was also at a loss, and the script seemed to have changed at this moment.

At this time, some people in Soviet uniforms ran out of the woods, and then they were knocked to the ground by tracer bullets.

"That's our people!" Monovic shouted heartily as he watched the soldiers in Soviet uniforms being shot by bullets.

"Why did they run back from the German territory? Has the attack started?" The riding officer finally realized that his position was too high and the situation was dangerous, he quickly got off his horse, and asked loudly.

Before he could answer the question, the MG-42 machine gun in the distance shot over like a chainsaw, hitting the horse and splashing blood.

"The Germans are at war! Hell!" In an instant, the Soviet officer finally realized something, and the other side seemed to be calling.

"What the **** is going on?" The Soviet soldiers, who had not yet figured out the situation, were stunned by the sudden change in front of them.

They held their own weapons until they were killed by the German machine guns, and they hadn't come to their senses to figure out what was going on in front of them.

It took Monovich a long time to realize the crux of the problem. It seems that the Germans and they both used the same method, framing and framing the crime of starting the war on the other side.

"Quick! Let the follow-up troops attack immediately! If it is a little later, we will be completely finished!" Seeming to realize something, the senior Soviet officer quickly ordered loudly.

At the same time, on the German position, Guderian, who was commanding the front line, put down his telescope and looked at the staff officer beside him: "How did you do it? Why did the Soviets shoot before us?"

"I don't know, but the field airfield has already launched an attack on time, and the first echelon has been dispatched." The staff officer stood in the observation post and replied.

"Then we can't be delayed, let the troops attack immediately!" Guderian didn't know why the plan suddenly changed, so he had to bite the bullet and carry out the mission according to the original plan.

An improved No. 4 tank pushed aside the bushes that blocked itself and began to run over the border between the two sides, heading towards the territory of the Soviet Union.

Behind this tank is another No. 4 tank. Then the tracks of the third tank also rumbled through the mud, followed by a dense mass of German infantry.

After a short silence, a large-caliber artillery shell suddenly fell, and the entire war sublimated with this huge explosion.

The German artillery was desperately firing, and the Soviet artillery was desperately fighting back. The two sides fought on the long eastern front, and it happened that neither side was prepared for defense.

"What is it? Who is attacking?" Guderian asked with a frown when he saw the cannonball fall behind his position, splashing soil dozens of meters high.

It was originally his offensive operation, how could the enemy's artillery fire suddenly be so violent? And listening to the sound of gunfire on the front line is also very wrong.

"I heard that the Soviets launched a counterattack on the left wing and captured some of our army's positions. However, we still have an advantage on the front and are moving forward." The staff officer put down the phone and said worriedly.

The battle seemed to have exceeded the expectations of the commanders on both sides from the beginning, with Guderian's flank even being breached by Soviet forces at one point.

Of course, after Guderian's 1st Armored Division broke through the Soviet frontal line of defense, it suddenly seemed to enter an open area.

Barracks full of tents and military camps are scattered on both sides of the road, supply stations can be seen everywhere, oil drums and ammunition are stacked in the wilderness, and countless soldiers are gathering.

Only after the German troops smashed through the first line of defense of the Soviet Union, or in other words, the attacking troops of the Soviet Union, did they discover how terrifying the Soviet Union had assembled in the border areas.

The densely packed soldiers crowded the road, and the German tank machine guns were all out of bullets, so they had to stop and wait for the support of the follow-up troops.

The Soviet artillery was desperately attacking, but unfortunately, almost all the targets they had mapped were in Germany. Now the German troops are fighting in the Soviet Union, and the fighting is in full swing.

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This time, Li Le was not in Berlin waiting for news from the frontline~www.wuxiaspot.com~ He personally rushed to East Prussia, where he was waiting for the outbreak of the Battle of Sood.

The result did not disappoint him. The battle broke out on time, and from the very beginning, it was so strange that the front-line generals were overwhelmed.

No one knows why the two sides chose to fight on the same day by accident, and no one knows that everyone used the same method to frame and frame each other.

As a result, the battle started at the same time, and both sides thought they were the attackers, and then countless tanks and armored vehicles crowded on the road, and a narrow-street battle started.

"My head! The 1st Panzer Army is advancing fairly quickly in the central region. The Soviet artillery is interfering with our army, and some positions have been attacked by the enemy's intensive fire." Keitel said to Li Le with a dignified expression.

According to the original plan, this time the Soviet Union was beaten. As a result, everything has changed now, and the Barbarossa project seems to have been riddled with all kinds of failures from the beginning.

Brauchitch was also very worried, because in the northern region, the Soviet troops even entered the German-occupied area, and had to be forced to switch to a defensive state after a good assault operation.