Battle of the Third Reich

"squeak...."

The sharp, blaring brakes rang continuously in front of the most luxurious Silesia hotel in Warsaw. Hundreds of stormtroopers in black SS uniforms jumped out of dozens of military trucks, fully armed, and within half a minute they had blocked the entire street.

Immediately after that, dozens of SS officers were disembarked from the three dark limousines parked in front of the main entrance of the hotel. They were all cold-faced, exuding a chill from their bodies, and led a party The leader of the first-level commando of the guard led a murderous man into the door of the hotel.

The lobby of the hotel has been controlled by the storm members who stormed in early. The trained commandos with mp40 submachine guns firmly guarded every passage and corner in the lobby. They were scared with cold eyes. For those ordinary residents, the entire lobby was silent in this horrible atmosphere.

The leader of the SS first-class commando, which is equivalent to the lieutenant colonel, led his men to the lobby's main station, and he and his men's bright leather boots stepped on the lobby. Crisp footsteps were heard on the Italian premium marble floor.

The lobby manager stood behind the reception desk and looked at the SS officer. His eyes were full of fear and despair. The lobby manager had recognized the face and revealed who the cold and cruel officer was. Manuel, Tiffel, the captain of the SS first-level commando, the cruelest butcher of Warsaw, the captain of the SS second special operations team, as long as he appears, it will become a sea of ​​blood. This cruel SS officer even had the title of doctor. In normal times, he seemed to prefer people to call him Dr. Delphi instead of Lieutenant Colonel Delphi.

Now the murderous man came to the reception desk, he didn't speak, but just stared at the lobby manager coldly. He raised his hand with black leather gloves, his fingers gently on the marble desk of the reception desk Struck.

The lobby manager looked at the demon standing in front of him with horror, his legs shaking like sieve chaff. Pointed by two submachine guns, there is a murderer in front of him who can take his life anytime, anywhere. He feels that he has not collapsed until now is definitely a miracle.

After tafel knocked on the countertop for a while, his eyes flashed coldly, and he asked the lobby manager coldly, "Where are they?"

"I'm sorry, sir. May I ask who you are asking..." the lobby manager quivered.

"Where are they!"

Tefal slammed his hands on the reception desk and yelled at the lobby manager.

"He... he... who they are, you... you want to know who is where."

The lobby manager felt that his legs were beginning to soften, and he could hardly support his weight anymore. He quickly supported the front desk.

"Who else! Those army officers! Those **** army officers, no, those traitors, shameful scammers. Where are they? Don’t tell me you don’t know! My people have investigated and they stayed here last night A hotel!" Tefell grabbed the lobby manager's collar and dragged him in front of him, and said softly in the poor manager's ear with a cold and cruel tone.

"You, you, you mean those who lived in last night... Army officers and soldiers? Last night, last night was not me... on duty... please let me check..." lobby The manager cried out in shock, and he felt an uncontrollable heat flow from his pants.

"Then check quickly!"

Tefell shoved away from the manager. He turned his head to the men standing behind him and asked, "What's the report of the secret surveillance monitoring here."

"They reported that there has been no movement from the group since staying in this hotel last night, and no one in the group has found that the building has left. Doctor." A SS ensign replied respectfully.

"Why didn't they check which rooms these people live in?"

"I don't know, I'm also wondering why these Gestapo haven't come to investigate the exact room of these people. Since last night when we asked them to help investigate the group of people, Gestapo's attitude has been strange."

"Huh, those rice buckets." Tefell said with a sneer. "These guys will do more than investigate the generals' **. I should not overestimate their ability."

"Yeah, yeah, the doctor said it thoroughly." The men quickly echoed in unison.

"Haven't you found it yet?" Tefell yelled at the lobby manager with a vicious turn.

"Check... Check... They found it, they covered the entire sixth floor."

"Have anyone been downstairs?"

"No... They even asked the restaurant to send someone up for the meal. Except for the meal, the waiter was not allowed to go to that floor."

"Very good, eh?" Tefell covered his nose. "What's the smell?"

"Long... sir, it's me..." The lobby manager shuddered and looked at his pants.

"Slow Polish!"

Deffer looked at the lobby manager in disgust. He turned his head and whispered to a SS lieutenant: "Wait for this lowly Polish bastard, I don't want to see him again when I come down."

"Follow the order! Sir."

Then Taifer shouted to the storm team members in the lobby: "All the team members listen, those we want to arrest live on the sixth floor. Now leave a team to watch the front and rear exits, the others follow me to catch people, put The soldiers outside called in too. Gather!"

The stormtroopers hurried up, and in a few moments, the commandos stood in line in front of Tefell, and the heavily armed soldiers filled the entire lobby.

"Pay attention to all, and later you will be arrested by some German traitors, shameless scammers. They are fake German army officers, shielding those Jewish bastards. They must not be treated softly, they still hold weapons, so you must Be careful, if they resist, they will be killed on the spot. Do you understand?"

"Observe, sir!"

"Very good, now you are divided into two teams, we go up the stairs on both sides, be careful not to alarm them. Major Scatel, you saw them yesterday, you lead one team up the stairs on the left. I lead the other team from Go up the stairs on the right. We meet on the sixth floor."

An SS major stood out and replied loudly: "Observe, doctor. But do you have to go up personally? In fact, we can just take someone up."]

"No, major, I want to see for myself, who the **** is he to dare make trouble in my district." Tefell replied coldly.

Then these SS officers and commandos split into two teams and climbed upstairs from the stairs on both sides. Tefell was walking behind a few commando commanders, and he was now full of anger.

After appearing in Warsaw, this group of troops kept asking for trouble. They went to their cousin's restaurant to eat a big meal, and even sent their cousin to the army headquarters. When he rushed there when he received the news, poor Ralph had been beaten like a rag by the army guards. Judging from the cousin's statement, they came completely towards themselves, because Ralph had already raised his name, but the army seemed to have not put themselves in the eye at all.

Then they received a report from the Jewish quarantine zone. They said that there were a group of German officials and soldiers who had rescued a Jewish devil from the special operations team with countless high-level medals. From the subordinates' description, it seems that these people are the same as the army officers who arrested Ralph.

It is said that the army captain headed is also the winner of Silver Oak Leaf. At that time, I was really taken aback. If that was the case, I wouldn’t want to retaliate against those guys who insulted me arrogantly. But when I carefully compared the descriptions of Ralph and Major Scatel, I suddenly discovered a flaw in this group of people.

Ralph vowed that those people did not wear any medals when they were eating in the restaurant, but how did they get covered with high-level medals in the Jewish quarantine area? There must be a problem.

At first, I still took this matter very seriously. Although there are doubts, if I make a mistake, it is not a fun thing. I first reported the general leader of the SS regional general Hans, but the old guy did not know what the SS leader toured. Then I went to ask Gestapo myself, and they did not report any German Army tour groups to Warsaw. At this time, I felt that this matter was very suspicious. At that time, I asked the Gestapo City to find the places where these army soldiers settled and investigate their true identity.

But he was still uneasy, and as a result, he sent an urgent call to the headquarters to ask about the special tour group of the 10th Infantry Division. After repeatedly inquiring and confirming the appearance and medal ranks of the officers, the command headquarters even replied to himself that these commands are unclear. You should check with the Army Command. Then they quickly sent an urgent telegram to the Army Command, and they also carefully checked the appearance and age of those people back and forth. Finally, they did not answer themselves until this morning. The Army never organized any special tour group for the 10th Infantry Division. The answer is to investigate for one night?

But when I got the news, I finally let go of it. It seems that these guys are fakes, either spoilers or spies or deserters. If you let yourself catch these people, maybe it’s a great achievement. They seem to be so veteran posing as an army in their own jurisdiction. It seems that they must pay for insulting themselves no matter what.

Delphi thought of this, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he opened his pistol's insurance fiercely.

"How many floors are there?" he asked the men behind him.

"It's just two floors away."

"Really, everyone speed up, but don't make a noise!"

"Follow the order, Doctor." Everyone accelerated the climb, but at the same time everyone was careful to carry their own weapons, fearing that they would make a noise to be scolded by this brutal boss.

Finally, Tefell and his team of soldiers finally climbed to the sixth floor quietly. A vanguard quietly pushed open the side door of the floor and looked inside.

"No one is in the corridor. Sir."

"Okay, let's go and control the corridor."

Tefell and the team of commandos quietly entered the floor corridor. At this time, the commando team who climbed up from the other side also arrived here.

"Sir, what should I do?"

"Search me room by room."

"Observe, sir." The commandos began to search the rooms.

"Report that the doors of these rooms are not locked."

"We only found some luggage inside, no one was found."

Several commandos stepped forward to report.

"Continue to search, they will not be able to fly away." Tefell replied coldly.

"Observe, sir!"

"Sir, we found this in several rooms." said a commando holding a bunch of German army uniforms.

"Accept it, this is the evidence."

"We also found many weapons."

"Collect immediately. I found no one."

"not yet."

"Nowhere else to find."

"Only in the big lounge on the other side of the corridor."

"Okay, everyone followed me to search the big lounge."

Tefell took the group of commandos aggressively towards the end of the corridor. When he walked to the door of the lounge, he heard a lot of people talking in the lounge.

"It really is all here."

Taifer raised his hand and made a silence gesture to his men, then put his ear on the door and listened.

"It sounds like a lot of people, as well as children's voices, it should be them."

Taifer stepped back a few steps, nodded to several commandos, and then he gave way.

The commandos looked at each other and slowly approached the gate with a submachine gun. Following the gesture of a corporal in the lead, they simultaneously lifted their feet and kicked towards the gate.

The door was kicked open with a clear crack of the wooden board, and then the commandos screamed and rushed into the door. The other commandos immediately followed the sharp soldiers into the lounge with a submachine gun.

"Don't move at all, anyone who moves will be killed."

"Raise your hand!"

The commandos roared loudly and pointed at the man in the room with a submachine gun. One commando swept a bullet at the ceiling. But when these commandos saw clearly who they were aiming at, they all froze in place.

"Very good, all subdued, is there any resistance?"

Tefell heard that there was no more movement in the lounge, so he walked in proudly. As a result, when he saw the situation in the rest room, he was just like his commando, standing in stunned.

I saw that as the falling dust on the ceiling slowly spread out, a group of middle and senior army officers appeared in front of these SS officers and men.

Six young corrections sat around the corner of the lounge with coffee on the side of the coffee table, and four lieutenant colonels played bridge on the other side of the table. There are three colonels sitting on the middle couch, one of them also holds a cute little girl, and a group of captains and lieutenants surround the sofa or stand or sit.

And in front of the window of the lounge, a gorgeous sofa was placed back to the door. An army colonel and a colonel of the SS stood by the sofa. They might be sitting on the sofa with the commandos when they rushed in. Talking, because the sofa is facing away from the door, you can't see the person sitting on it.

How come there are so many high-ranking officers, don't they mean low-ranking officers and soldiers? There are quite a few lieutenants here, but where are the soldiers and how are these school-level officers going for a while. Looking at the majestic military presence and cold eyes of those senior officers, these officers are definitely not fake.

The commandos stepped back a few steps under the deterrence of the officers' eyes, and no one dared to act rashly. The commandos lowered their muzzles and looked at each other for a few moments. Everyone looked at their commander.

Tefell was already sweating coldly. These people are real army officers. This kind of military temperament is not something that someone can pretend to be. God, there are so many school-level officers, and there is also a colonel of the SS. When he saw the face of a colonel in the SS, Tefell's heart almost stopped beating.

"Lieutenant Colonel Taifer! What do you want to do!" the Colonel of the SS asked coldly.

"What do you want to bring so many storm commandos here? Do you want to rebel!" The Colonel of the SS walked slowly towards Taifel. He glanced at the commandos with a stern gaze. The commandos saw their heads lowered involuntarily.

"Dao... Dao... Colonel Dougan!" Tefell's legs were a little soft, and he looked at the chilly Colonel with fear in his face.

"It's him, doctor, I know him. Yesterday he was standing next to the captain. He was wearing a second lieutenant uniform yesterday." Major Scatel shouted sharply at Dougan.

"Asshole! You idiot! This is Colonel Dougan of the Headquarters Secretariat!" Tefel just kicked Scatel.

"I was killed by you, you idiot!"

"Lieutenant Colonel Taifel! You haven't answered my question yet. Also, do you see the sir now even understand the least politeness?"

"Ah... Colonel, this is a misunderstanding, this is...I thought you were...ah! Salute all!"

At this time, all the commandos understood that they were aiming at some real officers, and their hearts were half cold. Although they can defend themselves by executing orders, it is a fact that they threaten senior officers with weapons. It's dark. After listening to Tefell's order, these cranky commandos finally sobered up, and they stood up straight toward the officers in the house with a gun salute.

"Colonel Dougan, this is a misunderstanding. You have to listen to my explanation!" Tefell said with a sweat.

"Before you explain it to me, explain it to my chief."

"Long... sir... who is that." Tefell searched the room with a terrified look.

"Don't look for it, Colonel Dougan is right. It's me who listens to your explanation of this matter."

As soon as the voice fell, the person who had been sitting on the sofa stood up, turned and walked towards Tefell. There was a cold smile on the handsome and handsome face, and the three diamond stars flashed on the gold badge. Silver light, silver oak leaf knight cross medal hangs on the neckline.

"Ah, deputy... deputy head of state! deputy head of Reinhardt..." Tefell trembles violently with a soft body on both legs, and his men quickly helped him.

With the exit of his deputy head of state, the assault rifle in the commando's side fell to the ground at that time, and the commando who shot into the door and fell to the ground collapsed.

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