My Third Empire

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"Long live the heads of state!" Two soldiers of the German Wehrmacht stood up and saluted with mp-44 rifles. Studen waved his hand and walked into the room from between them.

In the center of the spacious and bright hall, Kettle, the commander of the B Group Army, was waiting there. He was ordered to promote Studen to Lieutenant General of the German Airborne and granted Studen the right to directly meet the head of state. The original B Group Army commander Liszt was transferred to the Eastern Front during the Battle of Poland, where he commanded the D Group Army operations. Liszt is now the deputy commander-in-chief of the Eastern Germans, and the commander-in-chief is General Klug, a good old man who obeyed the head of the Akado.

Steudent saw Kettle, and the expression on his face was three points angry. He stood upright in front of Kettle and extended his right hand: "Long live the head of state!"

"Long live the heads of state!" Kettle returned to the ceremony, and then handed over the badges and badges that symbolized the rank of lieutenant general to Studen, in addition to the identity document from the Empire's Supreme Command and the appointment letter: "Congratulations General Studen, your troops ’performance in the Netherlands is remarkable, and the B Group Army has been able to sweep the Netherlands with your cooperation."

"Thank you." Student reached out and shook hands with Admiral Kettle: "Your 11th Armored Division arrived very promptly. If you arrive one day late, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"You played very heroically ... I heard that many paratroopers lost two-thirds of their soldiers. The news made me very sad ..." Kettle said while taking Studen back: "But you I and I have to admit that the new tactics of the head of state have been very successful in the Netherlands. "

"This success is based on a huge sacrifice." Studen said with a sigh. "Do you know why I'm in such a bad mood? I saw some troops that have a whole company of soldiers and there is no news yet. . "

"We are soldiers, General Studen." Kettle backed his hands and said while walking forward: "You should understand better than me that the reason why you become a general is because you can send the head of airborne troops To wherever the heads of state want them to go. The loss ... though huge. But compared to the results, these are worth it. "

"Worth?" Studen froze, and then glanced at Kettle.

"It's worth it!" Kettle replied: "It will allow my troops to encircle Rotterdam in 4 days, and seal the passage of the British and French allied forces from Belgium to the Netherlands in the southwest. All the losses are worth it! Very worth it! "

"With more than two thousand seven hundred lives, it is really not cheap to call this evaluation." Studen said self-deprecatingly: "I put them in the ju-52 transport plane, and then transported to **** to kick them off the plane. . "

"Two thousand seven hundred people? Counting my group army, we killed about 6,100 soldiers in 4 days ..." Kettle stopped and looked at Studen: "Do you think only paratroopers are fighting?"

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean that." Student apologized a little embarrassedly.

"It's not your fault. We all love our men. This is a good phenomenon." Kettle smiled and said to Studen: "But you know that we walked through the muddy part of the Netherlands in World War I. How long did your land take? How much did we sacrifice? "

"This is the victory that the pioneering spirit of the heads has brought us." Studente was still full of admiration when he mentioned Akado.

"You're wrong again, General Studen." Kaitel haha ​​laughed: "You brought victory to Germany, the head of state brought Germany to paratroopers."

When Student was promoted to lieutenant general, the German Defense Forces Headquarters ordered the expansion of the 3 divisions of the German paratroopers to 12, although the plan was very long, but the eye-catching performance of the paratroopers in the Netherlands made the generals want them to have More paratroopers are used to fight. These defense force generals still remember the rapid advance of the airborne troops to support the armored forces-they hope that one day German infantry will be at the same speed as paratroopers.

With this plan, more than 10,000 paratroopers still on Dutch territory have been promoted: all soldiers have been promoted to first-class soldiers, and most soldiers with outstanding military skills or excellent commanders have been promoted.

"I heard that you are going back to Stonecastle?" Kettle handed Studente a glass of good wine found in the Netherlands: "So eager to go back?"

"I have to rush back and report the losses of the paratroopers to the head of state. At least I think that German paratroopers can no longer invest in the next war on such a large scale. Compared to a paratrooper who uses a few divisions pneumatically, I feel that the division level is used alone. The unit's airdrop attack is more in line with the characteristics of paratroopers. "Student took a sip of wine and said sincerely.

"I think that if the head of state insists on using paratroopers in this way, you might as well listen to his ideas." Kettle said with a smile: "Compared to other German leaders, the head of state knows the military. This is for us It is very unfortunate and very lucky. "

He sighed and said: "Unfortunately, no matter how hard we try, the aura of Germany's first person will not fall on top of our heads. But we are very lucky that the head of state has helped us complete many aspects. Things that make our actions so easy. "

"You are right! I firmly believe that the head of state is always right!" Studen put down his glass: "It's not too late, I'm going to catch the plane." He and Kettle greeted him and took their own car We rushed to Valhavin Airport.

The car stopped by the airport, and Studen got out of the car and watched the paratroopers lined up waiting for the plane on the snowy yellow lawn of the airport. He walked over with the guard and stopped beside a paratrooper who was smoking.

"Where are you fighting?" Studen asked with a smile.

"Long live the head of state!" The paratrooper replied in salute: "I'm fighting near a village southwest of Williams Bridge."

"Oh?" Studente, who was casually asked, suddenly became interested. He knew there was a platoon of soldiers standing there, and he did not take a step back in the face of ten times his strength.

"You are brave, and you haven't taken a step back in the face of the French tank." Student patted the soldier's shoulder and encouraged.

"How could it not be backed?" The soldier scratched his head embarrassedly: "Isn't it a fool not to run? We must step back, trick them into our ambush circle, and then fire from all directions."

Studen is embarrassed. If he talks about front-line combat experience, he estimates that he is certainly not an opponent of these soldiers. So he reached out and shook hands with the soldier and said sincerely: "I can't beat you in battle."

He glanced at the soldiers under his eyes, looked at the smile on their young faces, and nodded in satisfaction. But soon he saw the scene that made him sad. One paratrooper had bandages on his face, and another soldier had bandages on his arms. Only then did he realize that if this unit is a squad, there are obviously a lot more people, but if viewed according to a platoon, it is not full.

"What about your commander?" Studen asked.

"Hey! The platoon leader! The general is looking for you!" The soldier who shook hands with the general yelled back. He seemed to like his boss very much. At least when he called the platoon leader, his tone was much higher than that of the long live the head of state.

A young man with an mp-44 assault rifle came over. The helmet was covered with a camouflage net, and it looked a bit old. There are still a few scratches on his neck and face, it seems that he has been very embarrassed these days.

The young man walked up to Studente, stood upright, and extended his right hand to salute a German ceremony: "Long live the head of state! General! 2nd Battalion, 2nd Battalion, 1st, 1st Row, 1st Row Lieutenant Borrow Salute you. "

Studen was returning to salute before speaking: "Go back and you will have a three-day vacation, and then you will recruit new recruits. I hope you can give your novices valuable combat experience."

"General, someone told me that we came here not far away, struggling in the flames, and surviving under bullets, not to avenge our hatred, not to expand our territory, nor to what head of state ... you know these words It's actually quite embarrassing. "Borol sniffed his nose and continued:" He told me that we were just ordered to come here and then survived desperately. "

"He's pockmarked, and he doesn't look good at all. But I now understand what he said." Borol smiled softly. "I will live as much as I can."

Nodding his head, Studen drew a lighter with a fine workmanship from his pocket and handed it to Borol: "Smoke less, not good for your health ... I hope you can live and live well."

Then he left with some embarrassment, as if to avoid something. But Borol stopped him: "General! I have a request."

"I'll try my best to be satisfied." Studen stopped, and turned around and immediately agreed.

"Can you take the identity cards of the fallen soldiers and show them to the head of state?" Borol was full of expectations: "They fought for the head of state and gave their lives for their vows-but most of them People have n’t seen their heads yet. "

Studen froze for a moment, then pursed the corner of his mouth and nodded vigorously. He called his lieutenant and said something in the major's ear, and the major ran to the plane in the distance. There was transporting the wounded to the country, and a full bag of identification plates was piled on the plane.

"I will bring them to the head of state." Student said to Borol: "This is the glory they deserve."

Glory, yeah, poor humble glory ... Borol looked up and saw the ju-52 transport plane on which the general was riding flying into the sky. Under the white clouds in the distance, four fw-190d fighters converged and disappeared into the sky At the end.

He dragged his non-heavy luggage and followed the soldiers in front step by step, climbed onto the familiar ju-52 transport plane, and fell asleep against the cabin wall.