Chapter 142: The Polish Campaign (5)

When the German ground and air forces marched towards the border, the hands on the clock slowly pointed to five o'clock.

Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!

The citizens of Berlin who had been waiting all night gathered around the Berlin Palace, quietly waiting for the final moment.

In 1914, German Emperor Wilhelm II delivered a famous war speech on the balcony of the palace, and Germany was swept into a frenzy.

Twenty-four years later, when Yannick stepped here, the crowd outside was even larger than that year.

In front of a hotel window in the distance, a young man stood on the balcony with a camera in his hand, aiming at the dense crowd on the street and pressing the shutter. He sighed while taking pictures. "It's really spectacular. Looking at this situation, even if the German top leaders don't want to go to war, they will be forced to go to the battlefield by the people."

There was also a middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting at a desk in the room, writing furiously while replying. "There is a saying in the Ming Dynasty that 'the arrow has to be shot when it is on the string', but whether the arrow is shot today or not, the consequences are unimaginable." If Germany attacks Poland, it will be equivalent to declaring war on Britain and France, and then there will be another war.

The young man was puzzled. "How unimaginable? Are you talking about Britain and France? But now the whole world knows that Germany is the victim. Do Britain and France dare to continue to support Poland in spite of the world's disapproval?"

"You are too young and don't understand what dirty politics is." The middle-aged man said, and handed the two pieces of paper he had written to the young man. "Hurry up and send it to the editor-in-chief, or he will scold you again."

"That guy knows how to be arrogant in the office all day long. The boss should kick him out and see what good materials he can find." The young man complained while taking the paper and walking to the transmitter. At this moment, the radio on the table suddenly made a crackling sound of electricity. "It's about to start." The middle-aged man hurriedly took out new paper and placed it in front of him, staring at the radio intently. The young man stopped fiddling with the transmitter and stared at the radio.

"Today, we stand here! On German land! On Berlin, the land watered by our ancestors with blood and dignity! In front of me stands a nation, a nation groaning in humiliation!

After the last war, our nation's pride is gone! The dignity of the noblest nation on the European continent!

Those so-called victors and despicable politicians obviously deceived the entire German nation. They deceived us with sweet words, induced us to disarm with all kinds of promises that would never be fulfilled, and then rode on our necks to bully. They arbitrarily divided our land, robbed our property, and trampled on our dignity!!

What's more infuriating is that just yesterday, on the German people's own land, unarmed civilians were brutally killed by a group of beasts." Speaking of this, Yannick thought of the tearful history of the original time and space, and tears couldn't help but burst out.

Those who gathered in front of the radio and around the loudspeaker could hear the Crown Prince sobbing. A wave of grief and indignation spread wildly from everyone's heart, and then someone started it, and the deafening "Long live His Highness!" "Long live Germany!" "Revenge!" resounded in the German sky.

There were also foreign journalists in the crowd. They were shocked that the actual ruler of an empire cried out on the radio for the death of a few civilians. But then the reaction of the people around them really scared them.

Fanaticism!

All foreign journalists used the same word to describe the crowd around them.

Goebbels, who was not far from Yannick, was trembling with excitement. He looked at Yannick's back as if he was looking up at the supreme God, with madness and piety in his eyes.

Yannick, who finally controlled his emotions, continued his speech. "If others bully us, even the weakest nation comes to trample on us, we will only shout: We express strong indignation and protest, such people. Are spineless! Such people are lowly! We should use the deafening sound of cannons to make the enemy tremble! We should crush their dignity and lives, let them know that we are not a group of cowards who only know how to protest!"

"I am very proud that among you people. Such cowards are very few! In front of me is a legion with thousands of years of unyielding blood! This blood once flowed in the veins of our ancestors, and they never surrendered! Now, they are gurgling in our bodies, tell me. Do you want it to cool down!?"

There was another overwhelming response.

"If there is such a day, I, Yannick Wilhelm von Hohenzollern, will hold the banner of our Germany and rush to the front! Even if I die in battle, I will enter heaven with a smile! I will meet the glorious ancestors of Germany, I can walk up to the great Frederick the Great with my head held high, and I can proudly say to him: I, your descendant, have not brought shame to you, I have shed my last drop of blood for the great Germany!"

"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We are not machines, not cattle and horses, we are people! We are Germans who have never surrendered!"

"We unite in the name of freedom! Fight for a new and fair world! We fight for everyone to have a job! Fight for our dignity! Fight for our promise!"

"Germans, we fight for the glory of our ancestors! We fight for our descendants to be able to proudly publicize: We are Germans who never surrender!"

"I gave the Polish government 20 hours yesterday, but not only did they refuse to admit their crimes, they also boasted that they could flatten Germany within three days. Since they are eager for war, let's give them a war. Since they are still living in the dream of a powerful country, let's use our steel guns, our cannons, and our bombs to wake them up and let them see who is the strong and who is the unyielding people!"

"I declare that Germany officially declares war on Poland! ! "

The deafening cheers surged across the city like a tidal wave, and then rushed straight to the sky.

"Declare war!" As soon as Yannick finished speaking, Rundstedt in the operations room picked up the phone and issued an attack order. "'White Plan' Plan B is activated! All-out attack!"

"Plan B is activated! All-out attack! "

The fighters and bombers that had been circling in the sky could not wait to fly into Poland, and the armored forces on the ground also increased their speed and rumbled towards the border.