Structure of The Polish Army in The East
According to Polish historian Rajmund Szubański, in case of war in the East, the bulk of the Polish Army was supposed to have been concentrated both in the north and south, with central section of the border left mostly unguarded. Some military historians claim today that Polish planners placed too many units close to the border, which would have resulted in their total destruction in the opening days of the conflict. In contrast, rear positions were inadequately protected..
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