Battle of the Third Reich

Regardless of the Japanese army and navy quarreling there, von Hertz and several officers first found the surviving SS members. The German navy and the SS did not have any conflicts, especially now that they are living overseas together, their fellow comrades-in-arms Emotion crosses the barriers and barriers in identity.

Colonel von Hertz was not an extremely fanatical Nazi party member, but this party membership did bring him a lot of benefits, otherwise he would not be promoted so smoothly as the commander of the main ship.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" Sergeant Weber gave a hand-raising gesture in excitement when he saw the admiral who came to support him.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" The captain of the navy led several officers to quickly raise their hands in return.

"We witnessed your battle on the battleship. You did a very good job. You are the hero of the Third Reich." For this kind of warrior with one enemy, von Hertz did not hesitate to praise. After this incident, The navy captain can foresee that the army sergeant will have immense future. "Thank you very much, sir. I am just doing my duty. Glory belongs to the great head of state." Weber answered with a chest lift.

"You are too modest, sergeant, I will report to you and your subordinates the heroic deeds here in detail. You deserve an Iron Cross." Von Hertz encouraged with a smile, and finally asked in a low voice. "How about the casualties of the troops, Sergeant Weber."

"Three soldiers were killed and four were wounded. Fortunately, it was not serious. Five of the Indian patrols fighting with us were killed and three were slightly injured. Please let me introduce. This is Patrol Officer Ayman Singh. Sergeant, this is Corporal Cooler Singh, his deputy." Webber deflected and gave up the two Sikhs behind him.

The two inspectors were tall, wearing tan armed police uniforms in the public concession, with leather armbands around their waists, bright red kerchiefs wrapped around their heads, and black manicures that were clearly trimmed on their lower jaws.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Colonel!" The two big men greeted loudly in English and raised their hands to salute an English military salute.

"Thank you for your help to my German compatriots, Sergeant Singh and Corporal Singh? Are you a brother?" von Hertz asked curiously as he watched the two Sikhs with similar appearances.

"No, Mr. Colonel, we are not brothers." Ayman Singh replied.

"I thought the same way at first, and then Sergeant Singh told me that all men in their family use the surname Singh." Weber explained.

"Sorry, I don't know this. It's really wonderful. Everyone uses a surname, won't they confuse each other?" von Hertz asked the sergeant.

"No, sir, our names are different, and there are also the surnames of our families as the difference." The Indian inspector replied.

"It turns out that I want to thank you again for what you have done. I will specifically point out your contribution to your superiors. Please allow me to express my condolences to your subordinates. You are all heroes and will receive the glory you deserve. "Von Hertz raised his hand and saluted the two Indian noncommissioned officers.

"Thank you very much, sir." The two Singh stood upright and pushed **** one leg, returning a solemn salute.

It seems that they have been deeply moved by the words of the German naval captain just now, and the two big, burly men have stunned their eyes.

"Sergeant, I'm under my command for now." The captain turned his head and looked at the SS.

"At your command, sir." Weber responded loudly.

The one in front of him is a colonel. Under the current circumstances, he has this power.

"Now your task is to guard this building while arranging my people to go to your battle position. We will take some photos for evidence. This matter is not so simple to end, believe me, sergeant, your subordinates are not Will sacrifice in vain, we will let these Japanese pay for what they do." von Hertz patted Weber's shoulder.

"I never doubted this, sir. It's just that I just talked to the other's commander. They were blinded by false orders." Weber reported.

"This is not the reason for the mistake, sergeant. This incident is no longer a pure military conflict. Next we will give the stage to the politicians to play. One suggestion I give you, Sergeant Webber, do A simple soldier will make life easier." von Hertz walked to the east building of Chinachem Hotel while talking to Weber.

"I don't quite understand it, but I still want to thank you for your suggestion, sir." Webber tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded his thanks to the colonel.

"Have the dead body all recovered?"

"It's all arranged. I will write a letter to each of them. I have an obligation to tell their family members how they sacrificed." Weber replied.

"I understand that this is a painful job, but there is always someone to do it." The captain nodded deeply.

[Prince Eugen] is a lucky warship, but after several high-intensity naval battles, several outstanding crew members have been lost for various reasons.

"What's the matter with the Japanese, sir. The commander told me just now that they were going to withdraw to the other side of the river, but now it looks like"

"This has nothing to do with us, Sergeant."

"Understood, Colonel."

A group of German naval officers and several SS members walked slowly to the Chinachem Hotel. Inspector Stevens, who was setting the guard at the door of the hotel, hurried to meet him.

"Special armed police in the public concession patrol house, Lieutenant Stevens reports to you, Mr. Navy." The armband of the US Navy is similar to that of Germany. Stevens once participated in the US Army, so he recognized Feng at a glance. Colonel armband on hertz sleeve.

"Nice to meet you here, Lieutenant Stevens." von Hertz returned a military salute, and the other party lowered his arm.

"Lieutenant Stevens' armored convoy successfully blocked the advancement of the Japanese army, and he also lost four men in battle." Weber introduced.

Although the United States and Germany were enemies against each other in the last world war, Stevens also fought against the Germans on European soil. But this is after all a matter of more than 20 years ago, and as a defeated country, Germany has paid a painful price for it. Americans have no much hatred for Germany.

Americans are more surprised and curious about the Third Reich across the Atlantic at the moment. It has nothing to do with ideology and doctrine. It is purely incredible for the sudden rise of Germany.

American culture still bears the mark of old Europe at this time. They adore the strong, brave to develop, and at the same time believe in authority and respect various ancient virtues. Their belief in religion is extremely firm. Compared to those far-flung British far-off relatives who pretend to be annoying, Americans and Germans have more common language, such as respect for social order, the importance of family, and respect for ancient traditions.

Impetuosity and shallowness are just a layer of foam floating on the well of the bustling city. The Puritans in their bones are conservative and stubborn. Once this character is angered, the consequences will be clear by seeing what they have done in the Civil War.

"The patrol house has built a blockade line on the border between Shanghai and West. We have cut off the traffic on the bridge over the Suzhou River, but it seems that the Japanese should not do anything else. There is a Japanese force on the other side of the Sichuan Luqiao River. The patrol house puts The armored teams are all transferred." Stevens reported to von Hertz.

"My people died four and injured six. One of them may have an amputation. There is also an 80-year-old mother in his family. Two children aged five or six need to be raised. I don't know how to help He. Look at the group of short-legged beasts who are murdered by God, and God will punish these sinners." The inspector took a cigarette from Weber and heard that he was full of indignation at the Japanese.

"Relax, Lieutenant, we can completely ask the Japanese for compensation." von Hertz was comforted.

"Of course, they have to compensate for all the losses, Mr. Colonel. Look at what they have done, look at the building, it used to be one of the most beautiful buildings in the Far East, and every patrol is to patrol this intersection. I am proud, but now it looks like this. Looking at the poor Annan patrol, before the Japanese opened fire on them, they did not have the slightest ideological precautions. This is not a fair fight, it is completely a cold-blooded murder. "Stevens continued to complain.

"My two subordinates saw the whole process, and they could stand up and testify." Weber reported.

"I also witnessed [Prince Eugen] how the incident happened, not only me, but the Japanese navy lieutenant was also at the scene, and a group of Japanese naval officers, they all agreed to provide testimony during the investigation, Someone must be responsible for this crime. By the way, are all the team patrols killed?" von Hertz asked Webber.

"No, when the Japanese cleaned the battlefield, they found that two people survived. One of them was the commander. Lieutenant Stevens had sent someone to take them to the hospital." Weber replied.

"We think we need support now, sir." Stevens squinted his head at the Japanese who were still screaming at the riverside.

"The reinforcements will arrive soon, hey, don't you think that's it?" von Hertz pointed to the other side of the road, and a team of armored vehicles was approaching quickly.

"Damn it, it's those French, **** foreigners." Weber raised his arm and waved his hand at the belated reinforcements.

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