My Third Empire

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If the Caucasus region has returned to spring, the weather is beginning to warm. Well, on the distant African continent, everything here is already hot. This heat, with the expansion of the German-Italian African coalition, has become even more fierce.

Although in North Africa Egypt, German troops stopped their footsteps and did not further threaten the fragile US-British defense, but this does not mean that Germany and Italy stopped their expansion in Africa. The main reason why they did not go east is because they extended their tentacles to Central Africa.

On the vast African plain, a German barrel truck rolled up soot, and the car drove all the way from the south along a rough road. North Africa extends south to the Central African region, and there is basically no infrastructure. There is no electricity or roads here. Even the cities are generally scribbled and lack scale.

But all this does not mean that there is no hatred for human beings here, nor does it mean that human beings here do not fight against each other or kill each other. On the contrary, the contradiction between them is deeper than the civilized world, and it is more brutal and cruel.

In a village on the roadside, a dozen black men wearing SS military uniforms carried the Mauser 98k rifle in their hands and watched the car stop in front of them, grinning thickly and laughing. White teeth like moonlight were exposed.

Their military uniforms have no epaulettes and collars, and there is no storage bucket for helmets and gas masks. Not even the entire German army has become a standard tactical vest. The bigger difference is that these black men sloppyly dressed in SS uniforms have a chin-like taste, so there is no need to tell how to distinguish them, they can know that they are not real German troops.

On the barrel truck, a black man wearing a German SS officer's costume and ignoring the so-called mass of colored cloth on his shoulders looked at his men saluting to him and nodded in satisfaction. He still likes the German kind of German rite that raised his right hand, I don't know because what it feels like to look particularly imposing.

Those Germans from afar in Europe are like gods. They have armored vehicles and tanks that cannot be destroyed. Their planes can fly over thousands of mountains and drop bombs to destroy an entire village.

So he succumbed, and he chose to cooperate with these people with mysterious powers and chose to be the way to obey their orders or become their friends. Now he is the leader of the largest military bloc within hundreds of kilometers nearby, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers, and a powerful tribe that supports him.

The Germans are arguably the best ally in the world. They generously provided 20,000 rifles and a full 500,000 rounds! These arms, as well as the cars that transported them, and the ten armored cars that escorted these materials, were all given to him who submitted to Germany.

So his tribe had the capital to wage war against the surrounding tribes, they had more advanced weapons, and there was no suspense in the battle. When the whole world was reluctant to venture into this barren land, the Germans occupied these empty areas and used an unheard of method.

The Germans are willing to use weapons and ammunition or even various industrial equipment in exchange for all local resources, including wood, rubber, and even children. When General Fukuman established the Great African Empire, he already controlled large areas of Central Africa and owned a fairly modern base camp.

The conquest of Africa was savage and cruel. When General Fukuman stepped down from his bucket truck and stood in front of his soldiers, some of his men also held a handle with a blood-stained machete. These soldiers all have the custom of wearing a machete. As a symbol of their strength and strength, even if the gun they carry is more powerful, they still like to use the machete to prove that they are the best warriors.

On the roadside, there is a row of neatly arranged human heads, which are arranged in two layers. The four below are grouped together, with a second layer of human heads stacked in the middle, stacked into a small pyramid shape. Such a small pyramid extends all the way, and the roadbed is about 30 meters away. The blood oozed out along the large cuts at the mouth of the bowl and dried up on the messy dry hair of the head below.

Here is an important supply line connecting his empire and the third empire, but this village has been disobeying his management for a long time. In order to ensure that he can continue to receive supplies from German allies, and in order to establish a rule on his chassis that anyone who does not obey will perish, he sent his men to raid the entire village neatly and wiped out This tribe.

Of course, the means of extermination is very barbaric. They first killed all the local tribal men who dared to resist, and then rushed into the village for a whole day before they killed all the living people with their machete. It is no different from the beast, just as their ancestors did in the past few hundred years.

Standing on the highway with his hands, General Fukuman, watching his men rushing to the horse and cart and even pushing the cart at the end of the south of the road, nodded with satisfaction, he can use it in exchange for German support There are not many things, and rubber is one of them. The Germans seem to have an endless need for such things. No matter how many such things he searches, the Germans will exchange them with weapons and all kinds of things.

He knows that rubber is a very useful industrial raw material, but he does not know how many factories a country needs before he can digest the rubber that he thinks is more than grain to a point where there is nothing left. It seems that the rubber raw materials he provided are not half of what the Germans need.

So every time he came here, his assistant carried a huge box with diamonds to fill the transaction amount. This is also a specialty of Africa and one of the things the Germans like. But this kind of thing cannot be used too much at a time, most of them are German military officers who come to trade, private goods carried by individuals or helpers.

At noon, because of the heat, the dead village has begun to smell a little fishy. On the highway to the north, a team of German trucks appeared on the horizon. The temperature of the ground caused the air to evaporate, and it seemed that the distant scenes were shaking as if it was about to melt. The German transport fleet was getting closer and closer, and in a blink of an eye, it was already close to General Fukuman.

A German barrel truck at the beginning stopped the wheels on the side of the road, the door was pushed open, and a German officer in shorts jumped out of the car, frowning and looking at General Fukuman opposite. The sunlight is too dazzling, even if it is covered by the brim, it still makes people feel upset.

"On behalf of myself, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to the great head of state, Mr. Akado? Rudolph. Why? Why did Colonel Wei? Gino not come? Is he sick?" General Fukuman walked over with a smile He took the lead in covering it up a bit, and I have to say that this General Fukuman has at least his unique advantage in language. After some hard work, his German is quite fluent and he can use many uncommon words.

"He? Because of the embezzlement of state-owned assets, Marshal Rommel has been executed in Cairo. The 14 dice-sized diamonds have been rushed back to the German mainland by the military gendarmes to trace the whereabouts, and none of the worms can run away." Officer Mingde smiled and said to General Fukuman: "Diamond is really a good thing, but it is a pity to enjoy it, isn't it?"

"Yes ... yes!" General Fukuman heard that the colonel he was already familiar with had been executed, and suddenly felt that the surrounding air was getting hotter. He reached out and unfastened the button on his collar, and swallowed it. With a spit, he nodded and said, "It's all some local products, all locally made, and worthless small crafts."

"Okay, I came here this time to continue our cooperation. You don't need to explain anything. After all, many things really don't blame your head." The German colonel said coldly, he looked at it A glance at those disgusting heads on the roadbed frowned once again.

For a German like him who was born in a civilized society, even the killing must comply with certain rules and regulations. The cruelty of war is reflected in the invasion and destruction of one civilization to another. It is not the use of cruel means to dig out the heart of the enemy.

He gently covered his nose with his hand, and then waved his troops to move forward to count the goods: "Talk about what you need, this time I brought you the 100,000 bullets and 5000 rifles you badly need. , Do you have any other requirements? "

"There are some tribes to the south of me who have obtained American arms. I hope to get more heavy weapons to protect the absolute safety of the rubber production area in the southern region." General Furkuman said: "I want 20 doors Large-caliber artillery, there are 30 armored vehicles and the same number of tanks. "

The German official did not speak, and he had begun to figure out a lot of things. For example, in the cannon seized by Rommel, could General Fukuman draw 20 British 25-pound guns. The artillery shells are not enough, the number of useless British mk1 cruise tanks in hand is enough, and the waste utilization is not bad.

But all this has to be bargained. On the other hand, there are many people waiting for those expensive African specialties to meet their luxury living needs. The German official finally spoke, but did not say anything about the transaction: "I want 20 small crafts that are worthless! Many people are waiting, do you understand?"