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Ostatnia Krucjata - Śmierć czerwonej zarazie!

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2wś 3wś ak alternatywna anders brytania druga historia krucjata ostatnia polska sikorski trzecia usa wielka wojenne wojna zsrr światowa

Wyjazd generała Sikorskiego z Gibraltaru z uwagi na usterkę samolotu został przełożony. Podczas naprawy technik znalazł ładunek wybuchowy. Sprawa została przez Brytyjczyków wyciszona jednak generał nabrał wątpliwości co do naszych sojuszników. Polskie służby zaczęły obserwować środowisko Churchilla i jego samego. Gdy jednak w ręce polskich służb wpadły dokumenty o decyzjach podjętych w Teheranie generał generał zarządził wstrzymanie wszelkich akcji podziemnych aby nie wspierać Rosjan w związku z czym Armia Czerwona straciła o wiele więcej ludzi. Wszystko w tajemnicy przed Brytyjczykami. Jeszcze przed konferencją w Poczdamie generał wydał desperacki wręcz rozkaz "Ostatnia Krucjata"All Rights Reserved

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