Battle of the Third Reich
Vol 5 Chapter 34: nightmare
The dull rumbling sounded like an empty petrol barrel rolling down the stairs. It was hollow and continuous.
Tremor, everything is trembling, everything in sight is trembling irreparably, making people dizzy. What's this smell? Cloudy and pungent, the air was filled with an unburnt smell of fire, mixed with the foul smell of burning rubber products, constantly stimulating his own respiratory tract and eyes.
A face dangled in front of his eyes, as if screaming at himself. Who is this man and what is he doing? Reinhardt turned his eyes and looked around with doubt. Everything around him was hazy and fuzzy like a white mist.
"My head, we must leave here now..."
The man in front of him was still yelling at him, with a distant voice and a little echo, which didn't feel so real, but Reinhardt was very happy that he had recovered his hearing.
At the same time, all the blurry surroundings began to slowly become clear, but it seemed to be a weird distortion, like a wall of water between them.
Oh? It is Dougan. . . . But where exactly is it?
Reinhardt finally saw the man standing in front of him. What puzzled him was that this strong and strong man suddenly seemed to be a lot older. The sideburns with white dots were exposed under the military hat, and the wrinkles in the corners of the eyes were deeper than in the impression. , As if engraved with a knife.
Those firm and deep eyes were once full of endless energy, but now there is only endless exhaustion and frustration, and even a trace of despair, like two candles about to extinguish deeply embedded in the blue eye sockets.
Reinhardt was a little surprised. He didn't know why his familiar Daogen became like this. He tried hard to remember what he was doing.
"My head, we must leave here now. I beg you not to give up. Our cause has not yet failed, and we can continue to fight until the final victory."
Dougan didn't seem to hear Xu Jun's inquiry, he continued to shout hurriedly.
Reinhardt feels dizzy, what is Dogen talking about? After leaving here, I haven't figured out where I am now. What happened?
Where is it? What is that repressive rumble and this **** shock?
Did he encounter another assassination? As long as I knew this would happen, I should have promised Bock's advice to strengthen the defense. But what is going on here, from the surrounding environment, it seems that he is in an underground shelter, like a cliff castle.
"Dougan, what happened, why am I here?" Rheinhardt was eager to get answers from his men, but what happened next made him sturdy.
"I will never leave!"
Reinhardt heard the answer clearly. What made him feel terrified was that he clearly felt that the answer came from his mouth.
"Marshal Manstein's army can save all this. I have clearly ordered him to march to Berlin."
Reinhardt felt all this creepyly. He confirmed that this was his own voice, and that this voice came from his mouth. This made him feel a fear from the bottom of his heart. He felt it was like himself. The body is occupied by another soul. He didn't understand why this was happening, he didn't understand what was going on, and what scared him more was that he didn't even understand what he was talking about now.
"Marshal Manstein has been impossible to reach here, my head of state. The "Cyprus" legion has been wiped out by the Russians, and the "Hedra" and "Greffin" legions are fighting hard with the Americans on the French front, and nowhere near Berlin The formed legions can be used, and here we have no reserve team to mobilize.
Therefore, I hope that Your Excellency will follow our advice and leave Berlin immediately. We still have at least fifty divisions in France and the Balkans. We need you to command those troops to continue fighting. You will be able to create miracles again. We still have the hope of victory, my head of state. "
Weierle, Reinhardt recognized that it was Weierle's voice, and then he saw his chief of staff.
Weierle looked like Dougan, tired and old, his eyes full of frustration, and even more surprising to Rheinhardt was that the uniform of the uniform of the Chief of Staff was now covered with dust.
"We have to leave, my head. The time is running out, and I ask you to leave here as soon as everything is irreparable now." Weiler still maintained his respectful attitude.
"No, I can't leave here, I can't run like a wild dog in front of the **** Russians."
Reinhardt never knew he would be so stubborn. Although he didn't fully understand what was going on, he knew his situation must be very bad.
"It's too late. My head, General Hans, has led the last guard to launch a surprise attack on the enemy's defense line. He will definitely be able to open a passage for you. We cannot let Hans sacrifice in vain. The current explosion is not a bombardment by Americans. It was a heavy Russian artillery bombardment on the outskirts. The Russians had no target at all, and we had every chance to rush out."
Doug yanked his arm sharply, and Reinhardt clearly felt the power and pain in those hands. He felt like he was acting like a walking dead now, he could clearly feel everything around him but he couldn't control it. He felt so faintly dragged out of that room by Daogen, and then quickly walked along a narrow aisle.
"Salute to the head of state! Long live the head of state!"
Armed soldiers stood on both sides of the aisle. In addition to the pungent sulfur and burnt smell, the air was mixed with grease, leather, sweat on the soldiers, **** rust, cigarette smoke, All kinds of smells that only military personnel have, plus a lot of carbon dioxide, the sultry air in the aisle is suffocating and muddy.
"You all keep up and protect the heads of breakout."
Dougan issued a command loudly, his hand still clutching his arm tightly. What made Reinhardt puzzled was that the stubborn self in front of him was silent now, so he silently walked along the aisle.
This is a huge underground fortification, and all similar fortifications that Bierenhardt has seen are huge. The large and small passages are as dense as spider webs, and the complex is like a maze. Each side of the aisle was packed with people, soldiers, officers, and many civilians in various costumes.
Reinhardt felt as if he was watching a movie about the end of the empire, and now he saw everything like the scenes in the many films about the last days of the Third Empire in his original world, even more chaotic. With terror.
You can’t feel the maddening depression in the underground works from the movie, you can’t breathe the suffocating suffocating air from the movie, and you can’t feel the real from the movie. Bloody and tragic, because the movie will not spill blood on your pants.
Every time they walked through an aisle, several or even dozens of heavily armed soldiers and officers joined the team. When the huge street sign that marked the exit appeared in front of Reinhardt, he found that he was everywhere in front, back, left, and right. They are all soldiers, and the vast aisle can be filled with the aisle that can drive two trucks side by side. Under the dim lighting, the huge team seems to have no end in sight.
This should be an inspiring sight. The atmosphere at the scene can almost be called solemn, but only one kind of bitter sadness was felt by Reinhardt.
The fighters around them stood there silently, unable to see from their eyes the zeal and pride that Reinhardt used to see. Now, the eyes that were once clear and full of vitality and blood were only fatigue, a kind of fatigue that leaked from the bottom of the spirit, with a trace of regret and weakness, a trace of struggle and despair.
However, what moved Reinhardt was that they still retained something that would allow them to reconcile the tired and depressed soldiers in front of them with the once proud and powerful German Wehrmacht. No matter how distressed their expression is, they still maintain that kind of strong military posture, they continue to hold the weapon in their hands, and their eyes are still burning firm.
These warriors did not lose their faith after losing countless precious things. Although they were trampled and overwhelmed by powerful enemies, they still retain the self-esteem of the soldiers. These warriors may be defeated, and they can only be defeated. No one can conquer them.
The four soldiers worked hard to turn a huge runner on the wall at the exit.
"The hydraulic system is broken, we can only do it manually, my head."
Dougan whispered to the side that he was swinging the heavy Mauser pistol back and forth nervously.
With the efforts of the soldiers, the huge concrete cover flap slowly turned up, and when the first slit was seen in front of the people, a hot air was also blown into the aisle with the burst of roar, The two rows of soldiers standing outside could not help but step back a few steps.
"Pay attention to all, after opening the exit, rush out quickly, occupy a favorable terrain to develop a defensive circle, and you have only one responsibility to protect the safety of your head of state!" Dougan shouted loudly.
"Observe, sir!" The neat password sounded an echo in the aisle.
The exit slowly opened, the soldiers rushed toward the ground under the leadership of the officer, and Rheinhardt struggled to climb the last steps under the pull of Dougan. Then, like the officers and men who rushed out first, they were stunned by the terrible scene in front of them.
Reinhardt admits that he has seen countless documents about the end of the world and various similar movies, but he has never seen the true picture of the end as realistically as he is now.
In his eyes, even those Hollywood directors who concentrated on supercomputers all over the world could hardly create the hell, the burning **** that appeared in front of him.
In front of him was a **** that was burning and collapsing, and he had been razed to the ground wherever he could see, with flames and twisted debris and ash-spraying ruins everywhere.
Behind him came a roar of collapsed buildings, and Reinhardt looked back in shock. Presented in front of him was the remains of a huge building, which had broken into two sections and had been burnt into coke-colored Roman-style stone pillars. You can see how magnificent it was once.
This is the imperial prime minister's palace, the heart of the entire empire. . . . Reinhardt could hardly believe his eyes. He looked around with fear. Is this Berlin? Why is this so!
The wreckage of the Brandenburg Gate stood there slanting in the distance, and the bronze statue on the scorched body reflected the eerie light under the blazing fire, just like a Satanic monument in hell.
Under the background of flames, Reinhardt looked at the demon-like rolling cloud of smoke in the distance with fear. He looked up and felt that the surrounding air was burning his skin. He tried to draw the last trace in the hot air. oxygen. He wanted to greet his men, but found that he couldn't make a sound.
Reinhardt felt extremely doubtful about everything in front of him. He knew from his heart that he must be dreaming now, a very real nightmare. He didn't know what he saw, how did it happen and why he would dream about it. This was a real to terrible nightmare, and Reinhardt found that he could not even stop it.
He watched helplessly as the men around him twisted and fell to the ground one by one, with a light blue smoke on his uniform.
Reinhardt roared silently into the sky. When he fell on the hot ground, he finally saw the true face of the demon that was rolling and burning on the ruins of this huge city. It was a mushroom. Shaped cloud.
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