War will be over by Spring
It was a busy night in Warsaw. Reports from the entire Poland were coming to the office of Chief of Staff. Marshal Edward Rydz-Smigly thought air was hot and dry. It wasn't. He was sweating because his nation was under fire. He couldn't breath because he didn't know how to save his nation.
A few hours earlier, Germany's national socialist government had demanded Danzig. Ignacy Mosicki's government had refused. How could they accept? Giving a part of the fatherland was not an option.
Lately, government had showed signs of corruption and decay. Signs of inability and treason. Or at least, the Marshal believed so. If those damned Germans hadn't declared war, he would be arresting the government right now. Poland required better adminstration, and only military could give that. Or so, Marshal believed.
He was too late. Government's corruption didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered. Marshal had to look at the subjects infront of him. He had to assign a field commander to his headquarters unit in Warsaw. He was too busy directing the entire war effort, he couldn't direct the defenses of a single city. His best choice was General Tadeusz Kasprzycki, famous for signing Franco-Polish Military Alliance. He would order his aide-de-camp to notify the general about his new appointment.
***
It was nine o'clock in the morning, and Marshal Edward Rydz-Smigly hadn't slept yet. Ignacy Mosicki, the man he was gonna coup, trusted him to lead the army in these troubled times. Whole night, he was busy with choosing the slightest detail about the frontlines.
Someone knocked the door of his office. Marshal guessed this was his aide-de-camp. After letting the person enter, he was proven right.
Young private started to talk as soon as he entered the room. "Sir, there is a report coming from Poznan. Shall I put it to your desk?"
Marshal nodded. Private saluted him and quit the room, closing the door while doing so. As soon as the private was out, Marshal Rydz-Smigly opened the report file.
Date: 0800 01/09/1936
Armia Poznan, stationed in Poznan, has been under attack for an hour by a force of three divisions. Attackers have German flag, and one of the divisions is reported to be a tank division. Our forces consist of four brigades on the front, and three in the reserve, including my own command unit. German reserves are more then a brigade, but I am unable to give exact number. I believe my forces will be able to repulse the attack with ease.
Signed,
Col. Stanislaw Wasilewski.
Yesterday, Prime Minister Marian Zyndram-Kościałkowski had personally asked for real time reports on the situation. Marshal would do so.
***
He reached the office of Prime Minister in an hour. He was held up by an another report, this time a grim one.
He knocked the door of the office, and entered.
"Good morning, Prime Minister. I hope you are well?"
Prime Minister smiled briefly at him. "As well as I can be in the light of recent events. Please, have a seat, Marshal."
Rydz-Smigly walked closer to the table of Prime Minister, and sat upon one of two chairs infront of it.
"I assume you are here to report?" said the Prime Minister. Marshal nodded approvingly.
"Prime Minister, I have both good and bad news for you. Good news is; Our units in Poznan are facing a pathetic attack by Germans. This is quite intresting. We know Germany had been rearming since the Austrian came to leadership, and still, they can't simply breach our defense lines. Their three bridages are attacking our four in Poznan. One of them is a panzer, but I don't think tanks will be useful without infantary support. Germany's decision of arming itself with tanks instead of reliable infantry will prove disastaraous for them, or so I believe."
Prime Minister grinned for a second. "And the bad news?"
Marshal sighed for a second. "Jablonka is under attack by an overwhelming force. We have 12,000 soldiers defending the area. They are facing at least 50,000 men, much more organized and better equiped. I am intending to order them to retreat."
Prime Minister nodded. "Don't worry, Marshal. If we can hold until Winter, which I believe we will, Allied counterattack will take Germany's attention elsewhere. War will be over by spring."
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There you go, I am giving it a try. There are much, much more better writers out there, but still, trying is fun. Hope it's not too short or too long, couldn't count the words!
It was a busy night in Warsaw. Reports from the entire Poland were coming to the office of Chief of Staff. Marshal Edward Rydz-Smigly thought air was hot and dry. It wasn't. He was sweating because his nation was under fire. He couldn't breath because he didn't know how to save his nation.
A few hours earlier, Germany's national socialist government had demanded Danzig. Ignacy Mosicki's government had refused. How could they accept? Giving a part of the fatherland was not an option.
Lately, government had showed signs of corruption and decay. Signs of inability and treason. Or at least, the Marshal believed so. If those damned Germans hadn't declared war, he would be arresting the government right now. Poland required better adminstration, and only military could give that. Or so, Marshal believed.
He was too late. Government's corruption didn't matter anymore. Nothing mattered. Marshal had to look at the subjects infront of him. He had to assign a field commander to his headquarters unit in Warsaw. He was too busy directing the entire war effort, he couldn't direct the defenses of a single city. His best choice was General Tadeusz Kasprzycki, famous for signing Franco-Polish Military Alliance. He would order his aide-de-camp to notify the general about his new appointment.
***
It was nine o'clock in the morning, and Marshal Edward Rydz-Smigly hadn't slept yet. Ignacy Mosicki, the man he was gonna coup, trusted him to lead the army in these troubled times. Whole night, he was busy with choosing the slightest detail about the frontlines.
Someone knocked the door of his office. Marshal guessed this was his aide-de-camp. After letting the person enter, he was proven right.
Young private started to talk as soon as he entered the room. "Sir, there is a report coming from Poznan. Shall I put it to your desk?"
Marshal nodded. Private saluted him and quit the room, closing the door while doing so. As soon as the private was out, Marshal Rydz-Smigly opened the report file.
Date: 0800 01/09/1936
Armia Poznan, stationed in Poznan, has been under attack for an hour by a force of three divisions. Attackers have German flag, and one of the divisions is reported to be a tank division. Our forces consist of four brigades on the front, and three in the reserve, including my own command unit. German reserves are more then a brigade, but I am unable to give exact number. I believe my forces will be able to repulse the attack with ease.
Signed,
Col. Stanislaw Wasilewski.
Yesterday, Prime Minister Marian Zyndram-Kościałkowski had personally asked for real time reports on the situation. Marshal would do so.
***
He reached the office of Prime Minister in an hour. He was held up by an another report, this time a grim one.
He knocked the door of the office, and entered.
"Good morning, Prime Minister. I hope you are well?"
Prime Minister smiled briefly at him. "As well as I can be in the light of recent events. Please, have a seat, Marshal."
Rydz-Smigly walked closer to the table of Prime Minister, and sat upon one of two chairs infront of it.
"I assume you are here to report?" said the Prime Minister. Marshal nodded approvingly.
"Prime Minister, I have both good and bad news for you. Good news is; Our units in Poznan are facing a pathetic attack by Germans. This is quite intresting. We know Germany had been rearming since the Austrian came to leadership, and still, they can't simply breach our defense lines. Their three bridages are attacking our four in Poznan. One of them is a panzer, but I don't think tanks will be useful without infantary support. Germany's decision of arming itself with tanks instead of reliable infantry will prove disastaraous for them, or so I believe."
Prime Minister grinned for a second. "And the bad news?"
Marshal sighed for a second. "Jablonka is under attack by an overwhelming force. We have 12,000 soldiers defending the area. They are facing at least 50,000 men, much more organized and better equiped. I am intending to order them to retreat."
Prime Minister nodded. "Don't worry, Marshal. If we can hold until Winter, which I believe we will, Allied counterattack will take Germany's attention elsewhere. War will be over by spring."
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There you go, I am giving it a try. There are much, much more better writers out there, but still, trying is fun. Hope it's not too short or too long, couldn't count the words!