Battle of the Third Reich

"What a touching scene, here, on the elegant and gorgeous Paris Champs Elysées, the Germans showed their noble spirit of self-sacrifice in front of the world.

This really surprised me. This is completely different from the impressions we have obtained from newspapers or books in the past. People have to sincerely admire the bravery and nobility that the Germans showed when this accident happened.

To be honest, it is really difficult for me to associate people with such noble qualities with vile and brutal aggressors.

At the same time, we Parisians also showed the excellent quality of the French nation. They rushed forward to rescue the German crew in the wrecked plane. The touching scene is still lingering in my mind, which makes me admire from the bottom of my heart. This is the great and kind French nation.

As far as I know, such scenes have never appeared in the history of world wars. The residents of the occupied territories risked their lives to save the lives of enemy officers and soldiers. What a great and noble act! This is the pride of France, the dazzling flash of humanity! This is a moment that should go down in history, an unforgettable moment!

This incident represents the beginning of the friendship between Germany and France. People on the scene have been chanting "Long live Paris! Long live France! Long live Germany!" until the moment the neat German team appeared on the side of the Arc de Triomphe. . . . "----" "Paris Zi Tribune"

The Parisians swarmed, and in a blink of an eye, hundreds of Parisians surrounded the small plane crooked in the middle of the street.

To be honest, there are really a lot of people in this group of Parisians who want to save people, but most other people hold a lively mentality. After all, the curiosity of Parisians has always ranked among the residents of large European cities. The first few.

The engine of the aircraft was still smoking, and several savvy and bold citizens carefully stepped forward to see the situation of the occupants.

Just as they approached a few meters from the plane, the door of the plane was kicked open from the inside.

Suddenly, a shiny German officer's leather boots appeared in front of everyone.

For a time, the encircling circle of the plane expanded violently five or six meters outwards, and everyone could not help but retreat backwards, including those daring insights and citizens.

"Good cover...French."

Unusually weird French pronunciation, the owner of the leather boots once again proved his identity to the people present, the enclosure expanded silently outwards a few meters, the French in the back row stretched their necks on tiptoe.

"Hood... Good morning, French..."

A German officer jumped out of the plane, embroidered badges with gold threads on red background, golden cap badges and cap ropes, golden corsets, shiny medals and gold-shouldered badges that also shone in the sun.

"This is a general... German general!"

There was a deep voice of discussion in the crowd.

"morning...."

The general looked at the stunned onlookers around and somehow scratched his head, and then shouted loudly towards the plane, this time in fluent German.

"Sluton, Lowe, what are you two fools still talking about, what should I say next! Sluton, Captain Sluton!"

"Wait a minute, sir, we still have some trouble here. Ensign Rowe's safety belt is stuck. Now it's okay... we're here, sir."

As soon as the voice fell, two German pilots hurriedly climbed out of the tilted cabin. They jumped off the plane and ran quickly to the German general with a military cap in their hands.

"Your excellency."

"Quickly communicate with each other. I have run out of French vocabulary." The German general said dejectedly.

"Comply, sir."

A captain pilot took his officer's hat, and then strode toward several French masters who were standing outside and staring nervously at the crowd. The crowd quietly stepped back a few meters to pick up some masters. outside.

"You... Frenchman... waiter... foreman... where, we, German... attend... prom... find a good place for you... It's really beautiful... that's... our... general...I like you very much, beauty... do you understand?"

The pilot spoke seriously in weird French with a strong Calais accent.

"Is this German crazy? Do you understand what he wants to do?"

The leading Frenchman took a long breath and sighed back, a few steps back like a frightened rabbit, and then tilted his head and hesitantly asked his subordinates, a group of words that were also used in German dialects. The scared scouts shook their heads vigorously.

"I'll try it, it's long."

A young expert approached cautiously.

"By the way, you can speak German. Very good. Go and ask them what help they need. I think the German general is impatient. Be careful. Be careful."

The long, happy man said, then he turned around and shouted loudly to the surrounding men: "Don't be stunned, hurry up and push the pile of scrap iron onto the roadside lawn. The German team is coming.

Although it is their own aircraft, we are also responsible if we want to pursue them. fast! Don’t be stupid, you guys, please find someone to help.

Wellstein, find a few people to clean up here by the way, don't be stunned, move fast! The others were all scattered, all returned to the sidewalk, and all were scattered.

Will, go and call a few more people to maintain order!

It's nothing beautiful, but it's just a German general. They all go back to the sidewalk. Don't linger, whoever disobeys arrests. "

Finally, the elite who had reacted pulled out the elder stick and waved there, and the elders began to drive the onlookers back to the sidewalk.

"Mr. Officer, please speak in German, I understand."

Just as Jing Chang and his men jumped for a while, the young master went to the German second lieutenant and asked respectfully.

"Ah, great, you can speak German, hehe. I'm Captain Sluton of the Luftwaffe. That's our general. We are here to participate in the German army into the city. I didn't expect to encounter this accident... "The captain of the Luftwaffe said in a word.

"Captain, let me talk to him." Hearing this man who knew German, the general came quickly.

"Hello, France has paid a tribute to Corporal Leval."

Leval salutes respectfully.

"German Army Major General Mueller."

The German general returned a ceremonial demeanor, which made the French little elite stunned.

"I'm sorry, it seems that we have brought you some fright, you can tell them that we will not hurt you." Mueller said, pointing to the French watchmen who watched from afar.

"I think you misunderstood them, they were a little surprised, but not because of you, but mainly because of what the captain said before, Lord General, to be honest, his French is really terrible..."

Mueller, commander of the Corps of Cyprus, has now been promoted to major general. Two days ago, he received Xu Jun’s order for him to come to Paris to participate in the German entry into the city and an important military conference.

Mueller, who hadn’t seen Xu Jun for more than half a month, was very pleased. After explaining to the Chief of Staff of the Legion Manstein, he immediately set off for Paris.

However, due to the aggressive momentum of Cyprus, the way back is a little longer. It's no wonder that, if it were not to take care of the coordinated forces, Manstein had already smashed through Cyprus with France and rushed to Spain.

Mueller drove a full two days, and found that according to the speed of the car, he could not catch up with the city.

So after asking Xu Jun, Mueller changed his flight to Paris early in the morning. In order to ensure that Mueller could arrive at the scene, Xu Jun ordered Mueller to land directly in Paris, and then waited for his arrival in Paris with General Bock, who was in charge of advance contact.

So, in the end, things became what they are now.

"Where is the person in charge here."

"Wait a minute...it's long, you come here quickly." Leval called out long and loud.

"This is our skill, he is responsible for this piece."

"Very good, Mr. Slender, please send someone to remove my plane from here, and restore order as soon as possible." Mueller said solemnly.

"Of course, Your Excellency, I have already sent someone to do it. Do you still need any help?" Through Leval's translation, the master quickly and respectfully replied.

"Nothing else, it seems that someone has already picked us up."

In the distance a fleet of cars are rushing towards here quickly.

"What happened to that child, no problem." Mueller was a little worried about it.

The situation was so tense at the time. When the child appeared in the pilot's field of vision, it was less than two hundred meters from the plane.

The original "White Stork" was a light contact reconnaissance aircraft. The light body and reliable hydraulic brakes could stop her in a short distance.

However, because Mueller was riding a c2 senior officer contact type with enhanced armor and self-defense machine guns, it weighed a lot heavier than the original model and had lost its short-range landing capability.

The pilot also made a mistake in the initial situation, he applied the brake. So when it was later discovered that the aircraft could not be braked in a short distance, it had already lost enough speed to try to pull it up again. Although the aircraft was finally forcibly pulled up at the last minute, the aircraft also crashed due to the stall.

As a result, they still don't know whether they gave up the child and the brave insight.

"What about the kid and the fine official, please tell them to come over."

After a while, the fine officer walked over holding the child.

"No injuries, you are really a brave person. I want to pay tribute to you, fine officer." Mueller nodded to the fine officer with two pilots.

"Thank you, anyone in my position will do this." Through the translation, the fine official was somewhat flattered and replied.

"I should express my gratitude to you and your subordinates. Your spirit is admirable in order to prevent me and this child from being injured and taking off at the risk of a plane crash."

"Where, in your words, any German official will do this when he encounters such a thing." Mueller said with a smile, and then he reached out and touched the child's head, the child was obviously not yet Recovering from the startle just now, he looked at the man in a beautiful uniform he had never seen before with fear.

"It seems that he is terrified, what is going on?"

"This child followed his dad early in the morning to see the city style, but his irresponsible idiot dad lost the baby in a blink of an eye, and in front of him saw a guy across the street who looked like his idiot dad. , So..." the fine official said indignantly.

"Has such a thing been not found by his father yet?"

"not yet...."

"General Mueller!" A voice rang aside, and Mueller looked back, and a young German correction stood aside to salute himself.

"What's the matter." Mueller asked politely.

"General Weirler asked me to pick you up at the meeting place...here is..." The major looked at the group of planes that were consciously advancing.

"It's nothing. In an accident, we were not injured. I will explain to General Weiler in detail." Mueller turned back and smiled at the scrutiny: "I'm leaving, you are a brave person , I will ask your boss to give you a reward."

Mueller turned his head to the side with a long, sullen face and said, "If you find the child's father, you must teach this irresponsible guy. It's too much. It's impossible to happen in Germany." This kind of thing. Okay, thank you for your cooperation, and restore it to its original condition. Goodbye."

After Mueller nodded slightly to the opponent, he turned sharply and walked towards the parked car, followed by the two pilots and the major.

"Is this German? Doesn't it seem so terrible as you think? What does the government newspaper say?"

"I think they are just like us, they are ordinary people."

"But that uniform is really pretty."

"I think that the German general is very humane, much stronger than our generals with eyes above their heads."

"Do you hear what they are saying?"

Looking at the long-moving car, the French scouts talked quietly.

"Okay, guys, push the plane away, and the fifteen-minute ceremony will begin. Don't let us lose face in front of the German again." Jing Chang shouted loudly.

"With you, this child will be handed over to you first, and find his **** idiot father."

"After it's found? Long."

"Arresting him, this French shame, tomorrow the world will know this idiot's great cause, I want to entertain him personally, let him know how to be a responsible French father."

(Sluton and Lowe, do you remember this pair of partners? Ha ha)