My Third Empire

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When the United States rushed to support Britain, the German tanks had swept across the west coast of France, and 70,000 British soldiers were captured without any resistance. As a result, none of the British expeditionary forces deployed on the European continent could succeed. The escape of the system was all captured in the German concentration camp.

At this time, the front fender of the tank of the 1st Armored Division of the German Armored Force, the closest to Paris, was less than 20 kilometers from the center of the French capital. Charles de Gaulle stopped a slight resistance. Two b1 tanks attempted to attack the German tank troops on the flanks. However, the alert German reconnaissance team found the ambush circle and called Stuka in the air to destroy the French tank and kill the surroundings. 20 French soldiers in ambush.

In the capital of Germany, in the vicinity of the suburbs, everyone is waiting in line to fill out the registration form, so as to join the invincible German team to help their nations expand their territory. The citizens who came to register had inexplicable enthusiasm for the Great German Party and the great head of state, Akado Rudolph. They were all willing to swear by pressing their hands on the national flag and loyal to the great head of state and the country.

It can be described as a crowd of people here, which is not inferior to the British sailor registration office. This nation called Germany is as good as the British. They are willing to lay down their lives for their motherland, and they are willing to cast German swords for the German plow.

This is also the foundation of Germany ’s invincible battle, which is also the driving force behind Germany ’s strong prosperity. After filling out their forms one by one, the young strong men walked to the truck next to them. When a truck was filled, someone took them away. The waiting for them was 60 days of hard training. These people had to burn at least 300 bullets. Only then can we leave the new barracks and be assigned to the frontline troops to fight for the motherland and honor.

Although this quick training is quite loose compared to the days of the National Defense Forces, it is still one of the most stringent training standards on the European continent. In comparison, the main force of the British is nothing more than this standard, and The French's late mobilization had only two weeks of training, and the Italians had lower requirements ...

So even these later supplementary soldiers are enough to be called elite infantry, but compared with the veterans who experienced the battle of Poland and the battle of Belgium, these new recruits look a bit younger. As long as they can survive the first few days of war, then these soldiers can immediately exert their powerful fighting power and become the warriors of the battle of the heads of state.

Seeing no end of the team, the slow squirm suddenly stopped. At the desk of the recruiting office, an old man of about 55 years old, with one hand pressed against the edge of the table, while the other hand was leaning on a slender hair Thur 1898 rifle.

"Senior man, this is the recruiting office. At your age, don't make trouble ..." An officer responsible for recruiting persuaded, "We also saw that we only need unemployed men between 16 and 40 years old, You all have at least 50, we really can't accept it ... "

"Why? I don't want to eat more than one person anymore? I don't have the ability to be an old man. It's the ancestor of your gang of children who don't have Mao!" Tao: "When this old man and I were fighting English, you were just born!"

He shook the old Mauser rifle in his hand while talking, with a look of pride and pride, because the maintenance was usually very good, and he was full of anger when he spoke. It seems that even this simple conscription pergola has been lifted.

"Sir, don't stop it, you know you have fought, but what time is it, are you chasing a car or a tank?" A young guy who lined up behind the old man also persuaded.

"Boy. My old man has no other skills. He has lived on the British subsidies led by the British, and he will do nothing but kill." The old man sighed and said: "I just don't want to let me be like this. Abandoned ... "

"Looking at what you said, what other skills do you have, show us the performance, and we also opened our eyes." The young officer at the recruiting office said with a smile.

The middle-aged military officer who had not spoken on the side frowned, and finally opened his mouth, but instead of talking to the old man, he taught the young military officer: "What do you say? Remember the headmaster's instructions to us? Stand up Listen to me again! "

"Yes!" The young officer immediately put away his arrogance and stood upright and began to recite the admonition given by the head of state to the recruiting office: "Since I have been the head of Germany, I dare not underestimate the heroes of the world, dare not forget the people's trust and dare to deceive the hero You must not wait with contempt for the empire, do not have contempt for it, do not have arrogance, do not take the wishes of others, do not laugh at the fool ’s aspirations. "

"Okay! Based on these few words, the old man sold this bone to this head of state!" The old man nodded and smiled, "Let you know my skills, or give me the form to join the army."

He laughed and stepped on the bolt of the rifle with his foot, and the bolt was pulled away with a click, and the inside of the barrel was not rusty, like a brand new one. I didn't see how the old man moved, just kicked the toes again and closed the bolt so that the bullet hit the barrel.

He mentioned in his right hand that this shot had been eliminated long ago, but was kept as a new rifle. The rifle drew a nice circle in the air and fell into the hands of the old man. The old man also did not aim, and the spear shot forward. A shot of "Boo!" Hit the flagpole of a building in the distance. The dust was flying and the flagpole was shaking, attracting countless people in the long line behind to applaud.

The old man didn't speak. His right hand was abruptly wiped from the position of the trigger. The second bullet was loaded with a click. The muscular and powerful hand was as steady as a rock, his face slightly shifted, and the gunshots started again. "Boo!" The bullet was like long eyes, and it hit the same roof flagpole almost 300 meters away. Once again, a white ash splashed and the flagpole shook.

"Okay!" More people clapped, and the applauded sound made the necks of people nearby who heard gunshots stop and watch. Even the young officer who had just been arrogant was speechless with staring eyes.

"Senior man, the marksmanship is good!" The middle-aged officer smiled and clapped his hands: "This is a downtown area, or don't just fire at random, it is estimated that the police will be coming soon."

"I was embarrassed to say at the beginning, I'm afraid you said I was bragging. On the poster behind you, with a big beard holding a sniper rifle, he is my son!" The poster used to build momentum, said loudly with pride in his tone.

"The old gentleman is the father of the sniper genius?" Rao is a middle-aged officer, and he was surprised. He asked, "The father of the man who killed 210 enemy troops?"

"Fart genius." The old man snorted with a disdainful expression: "Isn't it taught me by hand? His two hits, that's just my true third."

This is obviously bragging, and the middle-aged officer did not pierce, and said with a smile: "If the old man does not dislike, please follow me to discuss in detail. The head of state once said that the thousand army is easy to get, and the old man goes on It's a pity to go to the front line. If you can teach this skill to the soldiers of the empire, wouldn't everyone be able to wear Yang in a hundred steps? "

The officer walked out of his desk and immediately took the old man to the convertible car parked not far away. He said something while walking, causing the envy of those who lined up to join the army.

Looking at the crowd at the back, the young officer coughed softly with a blush, and continued his work bitterly. However, because of the "play" of the old man, the life-saving scene became more and more heated, and the rear ranks still couldn't see the tail. The crowd of people was very lively.

Compared with the lively recruitment office, another recruitment office is also overcrowded. This recruitment office recruits young people and old workers who have craftsmanship. Compared with the vast sailor family in Britain, Germany is indeed inferior in navigation. However, Germany has a strong industrial base and was once "Peace" is bound, so there are so many workers left in the market without work.

Some old technical workers who have retired have asked to return to their posts, teaching new apprentices, helping to fight, and doing everything to contribute to the rise of the empire. With the active registration of these people, the head of state hopes that Germany will complete the plan to double the industrial output value in 1938. It seems that it is not difficult.

When the crowd lining up outside the registration point was boiling, as the development of Germany was in full swing, there was a telegram with wings spread and flew to the telegraph room of the presidential palace. After a password translation, it was finally released. On the head of Akado, the head of state.

Akado frowned and picked up the telegram that started with Italy, glanced at it, and cast aside with a bitter smile. Augustus next to him picked up the telegram and looked at it, then he was stunned by the head of the unknown prophet.

The document clearly stated: 32 Italian divisions launched an unprecedented battle with 16 French divisions at the border. The Italian forces eventually lost to France. After returning to the border, the French team was forced by logistical pressure and the crisis in the capital. The situation did not pursue the defeated Italian troops.

"It was really expected by you! My head of state." Augustus and Akado, with the same bitter smile on their faces, put the telegraph file back on the table and asked, "So according to the head's meaning, this With such a weak combat power, how should we deal with it? "

"You should give it, or you have to give it," Akado said helplessly: "I am more worried about the French issue than the Italian one."