There was such a small town in the Russian Kingdom of Poland - Tsekhanov. And then on the spring morning of 1915, German planes appeared over it. What was the purpose of the bombing of the city, inhabited by the Polish-Jewish poor and inundated with the wounded? Obviously, it is purely terrorist - murder and intimidation.
The day for the bombing was chosen very well - it was clear, at the same time it was covered from above by a shroud of low and thin clouds, into which German airplanes dived after the bombing strike, escaping the fire of Russian anti-aircraft artillery. A curtain hung over the city from the sound of falling bombs and the roar of gunfire.
The bombing lasted for about 4 hours. Having dropped the stock of available bombs, about 250 pieces, the enemy melted into the air. The bombs were dropped precisely on those objects, strikes against which are prohibited by the laws of war: in hospitals, in ambulances, clearly visible and clearly distinguishable from airplanes thanks to the characteristic flags and infirmary lines, in peaceful quarters.
All the victims of the bombing naturally ended up in military hospitals, where they received first aid and the first bandages were applied.
An eyewitness recalled: “I visited the wounded in all hospitals … Those who have not left consciousness, courageously endure suffering, even try to smile, suddenly becoming somehow motionlessly serious, petrified and mysterious only at the word“German”,“German airplane”, etc. n. In the stony expression of the eyes of those who heard the terrible word, you clearly read a feeling, in the nature of which you have no doubts. This feeling is hatred. Unquenchable … From the realm of thought passed into the blood, into all the pores of the human being …
In the dead room of one of the hospitals, I find a stunning picture. In it lie in twisted postures of painful death 12 tortured corpses that were living people an hour ago. Noka groups are anonymous. Nobody knows what the names of those who they were so recently were. They are waiting for relatives or friends to come and identify them …
In front of me is a small piece of a lovely young girl … No arms, no legs, no lower body. Only one miraculously escaped wax head with stuck together hair, somehow strangely thrown back …
Next to her are scattered lumps of bloody masses of a human body, mixed with fragments of bones …
At the hitching posts of one of the hospitals, you can see a pile of randomly piled horse corpses, ugly and bleeding, from under which the orderly's legs stick out convulsively … And so everywhere … everywhere death … horror … damnation ….
This was the dubious result of the German air strike on Tsekhanov on March 27, 1915. It brought death and suffering to innocent people, becoming another act in a series of crimes by the German military.
