My Third Empire

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Akado was sitting on the chaise lounge in Wolf ’s Den, happily playing with the flames in the fireplace. The whole room was as warm as spring, and there were some delicate pastries on the table. The cream on it was delicate and delicate, and it looked delicious. .

On a wall behind him, a huge map of Europe was hung, and the German occupation zone was carefully marked, and the entire southern cluster commanded by the three giants, Moder, Goodrian, and Manstein, Caucasus is pressing on the lifeline of the Soviet Union, and in the central region, the central cluster of Lunderstedt, Vlasov, and Klug is also eager to move. On the north side, Liszt and Weikes, which are moving into Finland It is also actively preparing for war, and the entire Eastern Front is already full of flames.

Akado knew that his footsteps had not actually reached the farthest place the Germans had ever reached in another time and space. He just walked more steadily and faster than the Nazi Germans under Hitler.

And this time, he is going farther and more brilliantly. For what Hitler could not do, he summed up the lessons of failure, and after making more efforts, what kind of ending will he get, which he really wants to know. He was prepared for everything and was twice as powerful as Germany in the same period in history, but he was not a fairy after all and could not see his future.

"Dangdang." Someone outside the door knocked on the thick solid wood door. Akado stopped holding the hand with the long iron brazier. He turned around. On the SS uniform of his body, the silver decoration flashed white under the fire. He looked at the door and slowly said: "Come in."

Pushing the door open, Sindra walked a meter away in front of Akado, stood upright, and raised his arm: "My head."

"Is there any news from Kharkiv?" Akado glanced at his working secretary and asked, "Or, what trouble did the southern advance have?"

"The head of the report, a call from Marshal Lundstedt of the central cluster just now, his right wing, Marshal Vlasov ’s Ukrainian 1st Army, with the assistance of the Italian Expeditionary Force and the Romanian Expeditionary Force, captured Kharkov ’s city ​​center."

At this time, in the center of Kharkov, on the roof of the iconic building, a hole in the German flag was fluttering against the wind. Not far from this building, Soviet troops and Ukrainian troops were fiercely fighting. Even in order to compete for this block, the two sides had more than once a fierce white-blade battle.

However, in any case, Frasov inserted the German war flag in the city of Kharkov, which has also been confirmed in some ways. The city of Kharkov has now become the Third Reich Control area. Although the street fighting there was still in full swing, it did not affect the fact that the Germans publicized the occupation of Kharkiv.

Akado turned back slightly, and looked at the city of Kharkiv on the wall, which was mostly trapped in the encircling circle. His eyes had no emotion. For him now, the city is nothing more than Just a circle on a map.

He just knew how many soldiers' lives were lost in this circle for this small circle, how many tanks and cars were destroyed here, and he even had some numbness to these figures, because he has since After personally shooting and killing people, it seems to begin to have an indifferent attitude towards life.

"The loss, read it to me." Akado signaled Sindra to open the file in his hand, and then continued to use his hand to fiddle with the charcoal in the fire beside him.

"The Ukrainian 1st Army lost more than 90,000 people, the Romanian Expeditionary Force lost 1,700 people, and Italy ... Italy killed 149 people." Sindra said slowly: "This campaign completely wiped out 111,000 Soviet troops Thousands of 700 people. 410 cannons were seized ... about 39,000 people were captured. "

"..." Akado didn't speak, but simply used the iron in his hand to fiddle with the bonfire in the fireplace. He was silent, and Sindra had no reason to continue speaking, so the whole office was dull. .

More than 200,000 people have been fighting in a city for almost a month, making a city a ruin. Is this a triumphant victory? Is this a tragedy worthy of sorrow? Akado didn't know how to describe it, he just didn't know what kind of expression he should put on to face such a close fight.

"Allocate 1,000 tents to the Ukrainian 1st Army, 10,000 sets of winter cotton clothes ... Find some equipment that is not conspicuous by other army forces, and send as much as possible to the past." After a long silence, Akado finally spoke , Breaking the dull atmosphere in the room.

"Follow your orders! My head!" Sindra turned around and walked out. Anna passed by the door with coffee, and the head secretary's life secretary and work secretary passed by.

Anna walked into the house, and the guard outside the door took the door with her hand. Akado did not look at Anna, but stared at Kharkiv on the map, and finally asked slowly: "Anna ... ... you said, am I a cold person? "

Anna was stunned and stopped holding the coffee pot. She looked at Akado and asked, sideways, "My dear, why do you ask?"

"Kharkov is already ours, and my mind is full of this idea." Akado pointed to his head and answered Anna's question: "There were more than 200,000 people killed on both sides, but I was a little bit even. There is no sadness in my mind, and all I have in my head is the idea of ​​'Kharkov is ours'. "

"Kharkov is ours, and this is what you should have thought." Anna looked at Akado, not knowing the head of state she loved so much, now why she was merciful. While continuing to pour coffee, she said: "You are the head of state. The question you want should be such a big event. As for how many people died on the battlefield, how many supplements are needed, and how many people need to die, it should not be what the generals thought. Things? "

Yeah, what the head of state should think about is not some ruthless situation, and those cold figures describing death? Akado looked at the bonfire in the fireplace and felt that he was surrounded by warm air. In the cold winter, it was a very happy thing.

He took the coffee that Anna handed him and took a small sip, letting the warm liquid linger in his stomach, and then he smiled with a little relief: Since it was the war I waged, then even It ’s a monstrous sin, and you should n’t regret your choice. If you really came to achieve world peace, then at that moment in 1918, you should have killed Hitler and be the savior of the world. At that time, I did not regard myself as a saint, so now I am not even a saint.

"Even on the path of the devil, I am still me." Akado murmured, then closed his eyes, and began to slowly taste the bitterness of the coffee in his mouth.

At least he has a warm room, a beating fireplace, a comfortable rocking chair and a beautiful and **** woman. In the southern part of the eastern part of Russia, there is also a burning and bonfire in the cold night, and beside this bonfire, a tiger tank with mottled bullets is parked.

This white paint has become a pale gray-white tiger tank turret for various reasons in battle. There is a part number 13 covered. Sitting next to the bonfire was the Rennes tank crew who was instructed to stop and rest on the way to the south.

Rennes was sitting alone in the tank car, holding his mp-44 assault rifle, and his cold eyes appeared sharper and colder in the cold wind. He stared into the distance, as if thinking of something ordinary. I didn't pay any attention to Bruce and Marcus who had come together to gossip, and there he was startled and heard the rumors.

"I heard that Weitman, in the central region, scored another 21 tanks. Damn, our path is worse than him." Marcus pouted, stirring the aluminum with a spoon. The potato powder in the lunch box complained to Andrea and Bruce.

When Bruce heard it, he could n’t sit still. If he used to say that after coming to the Eastern Front, the record gap between their car group and Wittman ’s car group was narrowing little by little, which also made them think that it was no longer necessary. How long will it take to regain the honor of the number one trump card of the armored forces, and as a result, the gap between them is now getting bigger and bigger.

"Who knows the **** Soviets, transferred all their tanks to the central region ... I knew that we should be in the middle ... Hey ... I don't know what I'm talking about." Bruce stomped with regret. , Speaking a little bit incoherent.

"Ryan! Didn't you say you want to play a record game? Why don't you worry about it now?" Marcus looked at Rennes on the tank and asked in a low voice.

It stands to reason that Ryan is thinking about something, and he should not hear Marcus ’voice, but he immediately responded:" So I thought Wolfe was dead, so I was more interested in the record ... now He is still alive, so as long as he is killed, other things will not matter. "

Yes, it doesn't matter anymore. Renn looked back from afar and looked at the bright bonfire. Not far away, some troops were rushing through the night under the blaze of fire. The Germans throughout the southern region were advancing towards the Caucasus. Their The speed is even faster than that of the Soviet Red Army who came here to support the Soviet Red Army.