/pol/ - International /Pol/itics & /Bant/er

The last remaining crumbs of the polish occupation are given to the swans of death, as their titans of steel pave through their defences and blast out all pathetic rats still burrowing in our lands. Much like the saying, our swans have broken the arms of the polish army, only leaving them their legs, which the cowards have used to run back south.
But when our army marches into Warsaw, their legs will walk them into death.