Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

A quiet town in Berlin.

A bus stopped at a platform, and a young man in military uniform got out of the bus.

Looking around, I saw such a familiar scenery. Everything around him was the same as when he left, almost unchanged. But think about it, after all, it's only a short year and a half, and there can't be any earth-shaking changes.

But in this short period of one and a half years, he experienced several life and death tests; the most dangerous one was when a cannonball landed less than one meter away from him, which scared him almost out of his mind. Just when he thought he was going to be blown to pieces, it turned out to be a dud. Another time, a piece of debris flew from nowhere and penetrated his thigh. Fortunately, it was only a flesh wound. I heard from the medic that the fragment must have flown from a very far away place and lost most of its kinetic energy, otherwise his leg would be almost useless and might even need to be amputated.

After sighing with emotion, the young man strode forward. After a while, he saw a familiar house not far away. He seemed to smell the familiar smell of potato stew. In an instant, he felt a little hot in his eyes and his pace unconsciously accelerated. , came to the gate.

Gently pushing open the door that had been pushed open countless times, I walked into the yard and happened to see my mother coming out of the house.

"Oh my god! Jonas? Is that you?!" The mother was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, quickly ran to her son, and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by others; Tears flowed down uncontrollably.

Jonas threw his luggage on the ground and patted his mother's back gently with his hand, his tone choked. "Mom, I'm back."

After a while, my mother suddenly thought of something and squeezed Jonas's arm hard, from the shoulder to the fingers. Then he knelt down and rolled up his trousers and took a closer look.

This sudden move made Jonas a little stunned, but then he realized it and remembered that his brother, who joined the army a few months earlier than him, was injured in a battle and his left arm was amputated, making him disabled. Apparently his mother was worried that he was also missing arms and legs.

At this time, a sturdy middle-aged man pushed open the ajar door and walked out. When he saw his son, he couldn't help but froze. He quickly walked to his wife and son, stretched out his arms, and hugged the two of them. . "God bless you! Why didn't you send a telegram first?"

Jonas smiled. "I just wanted to give you a surprise."

Mom wiped the tears from her eyes. "You haven't eaten yet, come in quickly, mom will prepare something delicious for you."

After entering the house, Jonas first went to his bedroom to put his luggage. As soon as he entered the bedroom, he saw a military uniform hanging on a hanger beside his brother's bed. There were several medals hanging on that military uniform. A silver Infantry Assault Medal, an Iron Cross First Class, a tank destruction armband, and a silver War Wound Medal.

The shape of the Silver Infantry Assault Medal is an oval oak leaf wreath with four leaves on each side, a silk knot at the center bottom, and five ball-shaped patterns in the middle of the silk knot. The most obvious thing about the emblem is that the K98 rifle crosses the diagonal line of the emblem, the rifle butt is pressed on the first oak leaf on the right side of the emblem, the rifle bayonet is pressed on the 5th oak leaf on the left side, and the top of the wreath is the Wehrmacht eagle emblem holding the German flag. (The original version is 10,000 characters), and the bottom of the flag is facing the bolt of the rifle.

The Silver Infantry Assault Medal indicates that the combatant has participated in three or more assault operations, armed reconnaissance, armed search, or witnessed close-quarters hand-to-hand combat. Because of its extremely strict standards for awarding medals and commendable stories of risking one's life and committing hardships, it is regarded as the first important honor for Army infantry to receive medals.

The Tank Destruction Medal, also known as the Individual Tank Destruction Medal, is awarded to all combatants of non-anti-tank units who use individual weapons such as grenades, anti-tank rocket launchers, and engineer explosives to independently destroy an enemy tank.

Jonas took off his military jacket, arranged it and hung it on the hanger, and gently touched his Iron Cross First Class and Silver Infantry Assault Medal. Then he put on a set of home clothes and came to the living room. "Where's my brother?"

"Your brother has gone to school and will be back on the weekend." Speaking of her eldest son, the mother's face showed a trace of sadness that could not be concealed. Although the second son came back intact, the eldest son was missing an arm. When she saw the eldest son's empty sleeve, she fainted.

Jonas comforted. "Mom, it is inevitable to be disabled in war. At least he survived, but thousands of soldiers fell on the battlefield, passed away, and never said goodbye to their families. Compared with them, we are already very lucky. "

After comforting her for a long time, her mother finally felt relieved, but then she sighed again. "Jonas, do you also have to go to fight the United States?" Because they have TV and radio, they can also watch and listen to current affairs news, knowing that the United States is the only enemy left in the world, and only by defeating the United States will the war end completely.

Jonas shook his head. "I already went through the retirement procedures before I came here."

"Really?!" My mother was so happy that she almost jumped up. "Does that mean you don't have to fight anymore?!"

"Yes." Jonas smiled and nodded. "I want to finish the college I didn't finish before."

"That's great." The mother was relieved to hear that her son no longer had to rush to the frontline of life and death on the battlefield. "God bless, then your dad and I won't have to worry about it every day." Every time she saw the postman passing by, she was afraid that she would receive a death notice, but now she can finally relax.

But my father was a little confused. "Is it so easy to retire? Are you not planning to attack the United States?"

Jonas explained. "I heard that our army has nearly 8 million troops. The headquarters feels that so many people are not needed to attack the United States, and has already begun to disarmament." After careful consideration, he submitted his application for retirement, and it was approved within a few days.

"So that's it." Dad nodded in realization. "It seems that we should be able to conquer the United States within next year." Otherwise, it would be impossible for veterans like them to retire.

"That's what everyone says." Jonas said, looking around the living room. "There are a lot more electrical appliances in the house." The town didn't seem to have changed much, but the changes in his home were quite big. There is an extra cabinet in the living room. There is a TV set on the cabinet, a radio next to it, and an electric fan on the ceiling. These are things he didn't have before joining the army.

"There is also a refrigerator in the kitchen. It's all thanks to you and your brother." As military families, especially those who have served or been injured, they have priority in getting these ration coupons, and the prices are quite favorable.

Jonas smiled, remembering another big item. "Can't I still buy a car? What's the name of a 'Beetle'?"

Dad shook his head. "You can buy one, but the factory where I work is only a ten-minute ride away by bicycle. I don't usually travel far, so buying one won't be of much use. You can buy one if you need one."

Jonas shook his head too. "I don't need a car when I go to college, so we'll talk about it later."