"Damn bastards, don't even think about taking our mine!"
Beside the stone water trough on the east side of Chebiny Town, the old miner Wicha raised his gun and fired at the Austrian soldiers wearing gray-white military uniforms in the distance.
He had been a miner for over 20 years and never thought he would one day take to the battlefield to kill the enemy.
But he and his fellow workers were doing exceptionally well.
It had been more than half a month since the Austrian Army entered Krakow, and still, a significant part of Chebiny Town remained in the hands of Umyan Mining Company.
If anyone doubted the fighting will of these armed miners, reality would surely slap them hard across the face.
In fact, the miners were even more determined to defend Krakow than the military.
Previously, they could barely maintain a subsistence living, and if they fell sick or got injured, their families would go hungry.