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| Transmitter mast at Gleiwitz. This wooden structure is now a national shrine in Poland (©Wikipedia) | 
On September 1, 1939, Hitler lied to the German people, "Last night, Poland fired for the first time on our own territory with regular troops. Since 5:45 a.m., we fire back." He lied double, for the German raid had already started one hour earlier.
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| Cadet Hans Buch calls his private diary Logbook. | 
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| The Schleswig-Holstein. Note Hans' perfect Sütterlin handwriting | 
"Well, two hours later, we were going to the beach in gym pants with cheerful songs - it's time for a swim. Wow, we were feeling like Indians. (...) "
"And then we are in the dunes, shoes off - in line, we storm into the salty water of the Baltic Sea until we have no more ground under our feet, swim far out, and return to the beach slightly tired (...) A few 'soldiers' are building sandcastles like little boys. It is a morning of most cheerful exuberance and lightheartedness, without thoughts about the coming hours, of which we have no idea."
The following morning, the situation changed dramatically. The crew is informed: "Now we know - 4.45 a.m., we change uniforms, and the raiding patrol leaves the ship. We shake hands with the boys for the last time; we all love them. It's dark and quiet, and the Schleswig-Holstein is dimmed. While waiting for dawn, the ship slowly moves towards the Westerplatte."
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| A historical photo: The Schleswig-Holstein batters the Westerplatte | 
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| An embedded German film crew in Danzig's harbor. In the background, the Schleswig-Holstein (©bkp) | 
Suddenly, Hans is very busy: "While deep down in the ammunition chamber, I am
  pulling pods out of the bodies of projectiles. It is starting upstairs: Wumm.
  That was the Anton gun tower. A slight trembling goes through the ship, and
  then shot after shot for ten minutes on the fort and the plate. We stop, and
  everybody knows: 'The raiding patrol is going ahead.'"
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| The raiding patrol in lethal action | 
"Late in the evening, a Pinasse (a sloop) full of clothes arrives - a sad confirmation of the terrible news. We have to unload: shot bottles, gas masks, bloody pants, cut boots, bloody spongy socks, a steel helmet shot through from above, a jacket, half a rag, completely bloody (a shot in the hand grenade bag, the boy was torn to shreds). I don't need to keep it in the logbook. I'll remember it anyway."
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| Visiting Danzig. Note the Danzig flag. | 
  This was no Blitzsieg (fast victory). It took the superior German
  army seven days to conquer Westerplatte. Seven days that will never be
  forgotten.
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