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On occasions the staff had to intervene in the battle in person. The command post in Zboiska was presumably betrayed as a result of reports by the enemy civilian populace. At dawn a thick mist lay over Zboiska, a Polish platoon lead by a lieutenant attacked our command post.
On our side a peaceful scene – the staff was washing, others were brewing coffee, and others were still lying in the straw; one man sat next to another in a quiet little place, then suddenly loud Polish cries of ‘hurrah’ and just a few metres in front of us were the Poles. The lieutenant fell and with his death a wild panic gripped the Poles and the masses disappeared in wild flight. Were it not for the dead Poles lying around then it would have all seemed to us like a short dream, for the whole palaver only lasted a handful of minutes. That it was only a brief fuss, a brief, quickly-ended fuss, was down to the actions of our battalion staff.
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