My Third Empire

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Dozens of trucks drove into a temporary military airfield of the Luftwaffe in southern Poland. On the runway side of the airport, 20 fw-190d fighters were neatly parked, and not far away, the bomber squadron's do-217 was reloading nervously, and they were about to take off to bomb major cities in southern Poland.

The trucks stopped slowly at the edge of the airport. A SS officer wearing a gray-green SS field uniform and embroidering the ss lightning symbol on the neckline jumped out of the car and supported the head with leather gloves The military cap on which he spit out a command in his mouth with a cigarette: "Get off!"

Behind the truck, one after another SS field troops began to jump off the car. These troops were all wearing tactical vests and carrying the German Army's latest assault rifle mp-44. Their leather boots were shiny black, and their military uniforms were spotless. So many people jumped out of the car, and they didn't even speak at all.

"Stand up! Line up!" The officer dropped his cigarette butt, stamped out Mars with his feet, and shouted loudly at his soldiers.

Everyone lined up quickly, and soon a neat phalanx was lined up, and the leather boots stepped on the ground and made a dull click.

"Five steps and one sentry post! Warn the entire airport!" The officer looked at his watch, and after speaking a few words to the airport commander and ground crew who had just arrived, he ordered aloud: "First alert!"

All the soldiers dispersed, they surrounded the entire airport, and then turned neatly back, facing the airport runway with their backs. As the soldiers dispersed, two more field vehicles drove into the airport and parked not far from the convoy.

Not far from the horizon, a dozen fighters appeared under the clouds, and the middle of the middle of the Dawnier passenger plane painted with a huge 4D national emblem began to descend, while some of the fighters flying around it pulled high altitude drills. Into the clouds, some scattered and flew to the distance, and two of them chased the passenger plane and rushed to the runway of the airport.

The commander-in-chief of the Southern D Group Army, Morder, got out of the field car and wrapped the army coat because of the wind. He looked back at his chief of staff and the adjutant, and he moved forward with a gesture, he Behind him, he was followed by several commanders of the frontline combat units of the D Group Army, one of which was Guderian, the first armored commander of the Polish army.

The Dornier aircraft slowly stopped in the middle of the runway, but the two fw-190d fighters that followed the lowering altitude pulled off and disappeared into the sky. The propeller of Dornier ’s plane turned more and more slowly, and eventually it was motionless. The door of the plane was also opened. A thin but tall man in military uniform appeared in the door. He walked Get off the plane, followed by a young and **** female officer, and then a beautiful woman wearing a small black suit. Then many entourages followed and got off the plane. It seemed that the plane was very full, and even one guard was not installed.

Moder once again sorted out his clothes, and then greeted him with his men, standing in front of the man wearing a black SS military uniform and wearing a leather trench coat outside, raising his right hand high , Shouting loudly: "Long live the heads of state! Welcome to the front line, my head of state."

"Long live Big Germany." Akado smiled softly, taking off his dark leather gloves, and glancing at Guderian and others: "Everyone worked hard ... the intelligence department was a little too careful, so as not to leak it. My whereabouts, they only informed you of my schedule one hour in advance. "

"The safety of the head of state is of course the most important." Moder solemnly said: "You are the most important leader of Germany, there can be no accidents. So please be sure to pay attention to safety, not too careless."

"You're right!" Akado nodded, then turned back and introduced to Model: "This is my personal secretary, Miss Anna, and this is Minister Fanny, who is the person in charge of the propaganda I came here."

After introducing him, he pointed to Model and said to the two beautiful women behind him: "This is General Model, the supreme commander of Group D."

After knowing each other, Akado went straight to the outside of the airport, where several Mercedes-Benz cars were already prepared, and the head of state and his party had to drive to one of the headquarters of the southern frontline combat troops after an hour ’s drive. Watch the German troops attack the Polish army.

"General Guderian!" As he got on the bus, Akado called out one of his most trusted lovers and pointed to the front row of his car. "I have a lot of things to ask you, You sit here. "

In the envy of many officers, Guderian boarded the head of the car. The convoy started slowly, and the SS guards that followed followed orderly jumped into the car and followed the head of the car not far behind. It is not far from the front line, and no one can guarantee that there will be a Polish infiltration, so in general, it is operated with care.

"You are thin," Akado said softly, looking at Gudrian in the front row on the shaking car. "The command and operation depend on a good body. Your body is an important asset of the German people. You must pay attention to protection. "

Guderian felt a little warm in his heart. He was not only the head of the military department that Akado pulled up, but also a long-term general who had determined to become a faithful subordinate of Akado. However, he still very much used this greeting from Akado. He suddenly felt that revitalizing the German Wehrmacht with Akado was the most correct choice in his life.

"Thank you for your concern." Goodrian replied, "I will pay attention."

After that, Akado talked about a lot of things over the years, and Guderian mostly listened sideways.

About a few kilometers outside the airport, there were also piled damaged anti-aircraft guns left after the retreat of Poland, and several rusty trucks. Akado looked at the broken copper and iron outside the window and asked Guderian, who was sitting in the position of the adjutant, "Which weapons are Polish?"

"Yes, my head of state." Gudrian nodded. "When we attacked the airport. The Polish army also tried to resist. In the vicinity, the first armored division had a fierce exchange of fire with the airport defenders."

Akado glanced at the damaged weapon outside the window again and said, "Are these weapons destroyed by the Stuka bomber?"

"No!" Guderian said with a smug smile. "It was our tanks that drove the Poles away. These weapons were destroyed by our tanks."

"Your first armored army advanced so far, really not what I expected." Akado thought for a while and said: "But there is no need to hurry up hard, after all, every experienced soldier is Our precious wealth. "

"Yes! My head." Goodrian replied solemnly.

"Is the tragedy great? How many people were killed?" Akado was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: "To be honest, I don't want to listen to the data that has been modified by people. I only want the most authentic."

"My head of state." Guderian replied after thinking for a while. "Our army has killed 675 people since the beginning of the war. Among them, the SS's third armored division lost a lot, about 45%."

"The truth is amazing." Even Akado, who knew the result of the incident, did not anticipate that over two hundred kilometers of land was blown in one breath, and Gudrian's troops killed more than 400 people-this is simply a human war. The most glorious page in history: "When I participated in World War I, my regiment killed 1,300 people on the first day."

"How long do the heads of state intend to stay here?" After Gudrian looked at her with emotion, Akado stopped talking. After thinking for a while, he asked: "The frontline officers and soldiers know that you stand with them, and the offensive speed may be more. fast."

Akado listened to Gudrian's words of praise, and smiled: "I just want to go to the frontline troops to cheer them up and let them know that I'm here, and I'm here! As for how long?" I ’m not going to stay long, and I have to rush to the northern area to cheer the officers there. In addition, I have n’t seen Rommel in a long time.

"He seemed to be playing better." Guderian heard Akado mention the northern front, nodded and said, "I heard that they are close to the suburbs of Warsaw. The Poles seem to have transferred their troops to us. This side. "

"They played really well in the north, but you guys also played well." Akado reassured: "But I have to tell you something in advance. After you end the fighting in the south, you must be careful of the Soviet Union. Human actions. I do n’t want to suffer a loss after the battle of Poland. "

"Yes! My head! I understand." Goodrian answered immediately.

"Go to the 9th Motorized Infantry Division and see how Frederick Rocket was launched. I didn't have time to see it during the experiment. Now I have to go to the front line to see the mass-produced models." Akado finished. He closed his eyes and murmured before going to bed: "Then go north to see the siege of Warsaw."

Sure enough, knowing the news that Akado was coming to the front, the various combat troops in the south immediately boiled. The photo of General Model, the commander of the d group army, saluting Acador at the airport appeared on the front page headline, followed by a large-scale introduction to Acador ’s love story.

The next day the newspaper published a photo of Akado's inspection of the artillery unit. The head of state personally manipulated it and fired the first shot of the first offensive against Poland in the afternoon. The soldiers shouted the long live the slogan of the head of state. With only one attack, they attacked the Polish position and advanced a full 20 kilometers to the north in one breath.