My Third Empire

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It must be said that the German railway department has created a miracle. At the beginning of October of 37 years, the Battle of Poland had just ended, and by the end of October, the railroads in Western Poland and Germany had fully returned to normal.

However, the train allocated to the military is still very crowded. In the dull metal carriages, there were minor wounded in the battle of Poland that had not been transported, and more were senior officers who applied for vacation. Of course, behind the passenger cars filled with passengers, there are freight cars full of looted goods.

These materials have nothing to do with the Polish people. Some of them are Polish food reserves, and more of them are valuable luxury goods: for example, famous paintings and sculptures in museums, and some other rare books. However, the most abundant materials are still rare metals and minerals stored in Poland.

On the chaotic platform, some people such as Rennes were at a loss. What they heard was the train that transported them, but it was indeed a train full of mess and people like a hodgepodge.

Looking at the engineers at the headquarters of the group army loading their tanks on the trains, several talents finally determined the so-called special trains, but in addition to the tanks, they were given an extra train compartment. Even more uncomfortable for several people is that this car is a temporarily found car, in order to improve transportation efficiency, it also stuffed more than half of the potatoes in the car.

This was originally a carriage for soldiers. There are doors that can be opened at both ends connected to other carriages. There are also four wire mesh windows for ventilation. Obviously, this car was modified. A large sliding door was installed on one side of the car body to facilitate the loading and unloading of cargo. However, the original door was also kept, and it was connected to the two flatbed trucks that transported the tank.

"If you go to the toilet, solve it on the flat train with your tanks! If it is stool, eat it in your stomach!" The railway soldier who arranged the train can record whether it is cold or not, regardless of whether Rennes and others are tank ace. Said: "These are the rations delivered to the citizens of Berlin. If you don't want to be pulled out and hanged, don't **** on it and pee."

The group finally knew the basic etiquette for treating heroes during the war. After all, they were small people. Even the small people who had been personally received by the head of state were still small people. However, these are minor problems compared to returning to Berlin for a holiday.

Leaning on a sack full of potatoes, several people eventually fell asleep, until the train started, and Ren and other talents woke up confusedly. When looking at the scenery outside through the barbed wire window, I saw the station that began to move backwards slowly, as well as many soldiers and civilians waiting on the platform as the station moved backwards.

"Hey! Rennes! Are we going to Berlin now?" Andrea adjusted his posture to make him more comfortable in the potato woven bag.

Renn looked away from the window: "Yeah! Berlin. I heard that it is the most prosperous place in Germany, with wine, women, and all kinds of beautiful tall buildings."

"My best is to destroy the building. Did you forget? On the first day of the war against Poland, I smashed a small two-story building with a machine gun. The bullets flew the entire window." Andre I disapproved and smiled: "I see that the building has only one reaction now. It can be demolished with one high-explosive bomb, or can it be demolished with two high-explosive bombs."

"I need you to put in any ammunition." Bruce beside him murmured, rolled over and continued to snore.

"The buildings in Berlin are very large, made of cement and stone." Ren said with a smile. "I heard that the tallest building is as high as a dozen floors. If you want to demolish them, you have to shell a lot of shells."

"The head of state will kill me." Andrea laughed. "He will strangle me."

Ren nodded: "Well, he will strangle you."

After a while, the two laughed again: "But he will give us the medal first, and then strangle us."

After passing the frontier area of ​​the eastern border, the train stopped at an unknown small station, several SS soldiers unloaded a few bags of potatoes, and then asked for sufficient supplies of Rennes and others to ask for a few cigarettes. After chatting a few words about his work, he left in a hurry. However, according to their introduction, it seems that there is a small concentration camp nearby, which produces camouflage nets and ropes and other textiles for the military.

The treatment of these concentration camps is very poor. Even the SS soldiers who are guarding here are second-class troops, and the supplies are also pitiful. Except for some ammunition for suppression, most of the SS soldiers are used by the army. Equipment, no tactical vests and helmets, even gas masks and water bottles.

With careful calculations by the head of state and his economic team, the Germans saved every ton of steel from the beginning, using every ton of metal reserves with precision, and many third-line troops that were merely mobilized as reserve forces saved a lot of equipment. Steel helmets, lunch boxes, and gas masks are not fully equipped. In many cases, only one set is used to train soldiers.

And the head of state is not the same as the senior German soldiers in earlier years. He is keen to develop the female soldier system. When recruiting more soldiers, women were planned to be trained as qualified soldiers, and they replaced male soldiers in many places. In the positions of secretary, electromechanical engineer, pilot, logistics, etc., the German army has begun to use women in large numbers.

Facts have proved that women in these positions are fully competent and perform better than men most of the time. Since the plan to allow women to serve, the German army has easily expanded 50,000 soldiers, but it has not taken up precious worker resources. In the plan of the head of state, there will be 150,000 women serving in the German army in the future, which will also be one of the results of the German women's liberation movement.

Following the train further west, there are large farms with new power stations and light industrial factories. These are all part of the German colonial plan, and these areas will also become the production base of the German light industry and the new German industrial hinterland. Of course, there will also be a large number of German immigrants, as well as hundreds of thousands of Polish workers.

Soon, Rennes and others set foot on their true hometown: about a month ago, they set off from here and fired the first shot of the war. From here, they also shot the glory of the German Army. Of course-they also played their own impressive record.

Unlike Poland, which is like a half of a construction site, the train immediately looks different as soon as it enters Germany: prosperity and serenity make it as if it has never experienced a war, but now that Germany is nominally at war with Britain and France Of the state.

"Will my hometown become so beautiful?" Bruce murmured looking at the scenery outside the window. Over time, the train quickly reached Frankfurt, an important city not far east of Berlin.

When they hadn't had time to sigh Frankfurt's prosperity and hugeness, and when they were still shocked by the earth-shaking changes in Germany, a huge and terrible city finally appeared in front of them.

Yes, it is huge and terrible. If you rank the size of the city according to Rennes and others, every block of Berlin can make them mistaken for another Frankfurt. When they were unloaded at the railway station on the outskirts of Berlin, they could n’t even believe that the platform they were on was just an ordinary platform dedicated to the military.

"Welcome everyone to Berlin! I am the SS commander in charge of receiving your officers. You can call me Colonel Kluman." Greeting Ren and others was a young officer in the SS. It seemed that he was very envious of the dusty tank soldiers in front of him, even shaking hands with each of them enthusiastically.

"Long live the heads of state!" As a subordinate, Rennes and others must of course implement the formal meeting etiquette.

"Long live the heads of state! The car is outside, and your tank will be transported by trailer to the original 1st Airborne Division station, where it will wait for the military parade on November 1." The officer named Krumman walked out while introducing Go: "You can walk as you please this afternoon, and some soldiers will lead you. For all expenses, just keep an account of the SS headquarters."

"Wow!" Bruce cheered excitedly: "I want to eat the best steak! Drink the best wine."

Kluman looked at him with a smile and said, "No problem, except that the head of state has issued a prohibition order during the war, and all red wines above 500 marks are used for export, so you can only go to the Berlin Hotel now. Drinking 495 mark of mid-range wine. "

"Oh, huh." Marcus smiled while covering his stomach: "Hope chocolate is not a luxury."

Ryan gave him a kick, and then he saw the luxury car that came to pick them up. Compared with their tanks, this kind of car can be regarded as the ultimate luxury invincible: streamlined body, smooth lacquered doors, leather seats and large glass windows.

"This is a classic 1935 high-class official car of Mercedes-Benz, and it is a government-specific car for senior German cadres. It is also exported to the United States and France." Colonel Cluman introduced: "This is General Reinhardt Ordered in person and transferred to pick you up. "

He kept talking, and the little people sitting in the back row of the car were horrified. Bruce, Clark, and others got into the back row of cars and began to sit in danger, fearing that their clothes would scratch the car's beautifully looking interior.

As a result, all the way to the restaurants that were deliberately prepared for them in the city, these people were sore and sore because of their nervousness. After getting off the car and leaving Colonel Cluman, Clark actually fell on the bed and came to his own conclusion: "My God, the Mercedes-Benz is not as comfortable as our tank."