My Third Empire

Dozens of trucks pulled into a temporary military airfield for the Luftwaffe in southern Poland. [For more exciting novels, please visit] On the runway side of the airport, 20 fw-190d fighter jets are neatly parked. Not far away, the -217 of the bomber squadron is tensely loading bombs. They are about to take off to bomb southern Poland. main cities.

The trucks stopped slowly on the edge of the airport, and an SS officer in a gray-green SS field uniform with the ss lightning symbol embroidered on the collar jumped out of the car and held it with a leather-gloved hand. Holding the military cap on top of his head, he spit out an order from his mouth with a cigarette: Get out of the car!

In the back of the truck, one after another, the SS field units began to jump out of the car, all wearing tactical vests and carrying the German Army's latest assault rifle, the mp-44. Their leather boots were polished black and their uniforms were spotless, and so many people jumped out of the car, and there was not even a single voice to speak.

Stand at attention! Line up! The officer threw away the cigarette butt, stepped on the spark with his foot, and shouted loudly to his soldiers.

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

Five steps, one post! Alert the entire airport! The officer looked at his watch, and after saying a few words to the airport commander and ground staff who had just rushed over, he loudly ordered: Level 1 alert!

All the soldiers scattered, they surrounded the entire airport in the middle, and then turned back neatly, facing the airport runway with their backs. As the soldiers dispersed, two more field cars drove into the airfield and stopped not far from the convoy.

Not far from the horizon, more than a dozen fighter jets appeared under the clouds. The Dornier airliner flying in the middle with a huge swastika national emblem painted on its tail began to descend, and some of the fighter jets flying around it raised their altitude. After entering the clouds, some scattered and flew into the distance, while two of them chased the passenger plane and rushed to the runway of the airport.

The commander-in-chief of Army Group D in the south, Model, got out of the field car later, wrapped his military coat tightly because of the chaotic wind, looked back at his chief of staff and his adjutant, and walked forward with a gesture. , behind him, followed by several commanders of the front-line combat units of the D Army, one of which was Guderian, the commander of the First Armored Army who made a big splash in the Battle of Poland.

The Dornier airliner slowly stopped in the center of the runway, but the two fw-190d fighter jets that lowered their altitude pulled away and disappeared into the sky. The propeller of Dornier's plane turned more and more slowly, and finally stopped moving. The door of the plane was also opened inside. A thin but tall man in military uniform appeared in the door. He walked with steps. After getting off the plane, followed by a young and beautiful sexy female officer, and then a beautiful woman in a black color close-fitting small suit. Then many entourages followed and got off the plane. It seemed that the plane was so full that not even a single guard was loaded.

Model tidied up his clothes again, and then brought his men up to meet him, standing in front of the man wearing a black SS uniform with a leather trench coat outside, and raised his arms high. With his right hand, he shouted loudly: Long live the Führer! Welcome to the front line, my Führer.

Long live the Great Deutschland. Akado smiled lightly, while taking off his dark leather gloves, he glanced at Guderian and others: Everyone has worked hard... The intelligence department is a little too careful, in order not to leak Lu my whereabouts, they only notified you of my itinerary an hour in advance.

The safety of the head of state is of course the most important. Model said solemnly: You are the most important leader of Germany, and you can't have any accidents. So please pay attention to safety and don't be too careless.

You're right! Akado nodded, then turned back and introduced to Model: This is my private secretary, Miss Anna, and this is Minister Fanny, who is in charge of publicity this time.

After the introduction, he pointed to Model again, and said to the two beauties behind him: This is General Model, the supreme commander of Army Group D.

After getting to know each other, Akado went straight to the outside of the airport, where several Mercedes-Benz cars had already been prepared. The Fuhrer and his party had to drive for an hour to one of the headquarters of the southern front-line combat troops. Witness the German troops attacking the Polish army with your own eyes.

General Guderian! When he got into the car, Arcador called out to one of his most trusted confidants, then pointed to the front seat of his car and said, I have many things I want to ask you, Just sit here.

In the envious eyes of many officers, Guderian boarded the Führer's car. The convoy started slowly, and the SS guards who followed behind jumped into the car in an orderly manner and followed not far behind the Führer's car. It's not far from the front line, and no one can guarantee that there will be Poles infiltrating, so in general, we still operate with caution.

You've lost weight. Arkado said softly in the swaying car, looking at Guderian in the front row: Commanding operations depends entirely on a good body. Your body is an important asset of the German people, and you must pay attention to protection.

Guderian's heart warmed slightly. He was not only an officer of the head of state who was picked up by Akado, but also a front-line general who made up his mind to become a loyal subordinate of Akado a long time ago. However, he still used this greeting from Arkado very much. He suddenly felt that working with Arkado to revitalize the German Wehrmacht was the most correct choice in his life.

Thank you for your concern. Guderian replied moved: I will pay attention to it.

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

About a few kilometers outside the airport, there were also piles of damaged anti-aircraft guns left after the Polish retreat, as well as several rusted trucks. Akado looked at the broken copper and iron outside the window and asked Guderian, who was sitting in the adjutant's seat: Those weapons belonged to the Poles?

Yes, my head of state. Guderian nodded and said: When we attacked the airport. The Polish army was still trying to resist, and there was a fierce exchange of fire between the 1st Armored Division and the defenders of the airport nearby.

Arcador took another look at the damaged weapons outside the window and said, Are these weapons destroyed by Stuka bombers?

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

Your First Armored Army has advanced so far, it's really not what I could have expected. Akado thought for a while and said, But there's no need to hurry up blindly, after all, every experienced soldier is a Our precious treasure.

Yes! My head of state. Guderian replied solemnly.

Is there a big loss of troops? How many people were killed? Arkado was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked: To be honest, I don't want to listen to those data that have been altered, I just want the most authentic ones.

My Führer. Guderian thought for a while before answering: Since the start of the war, our army has lost a total of 675 people, of which the 3rd SS Panzer Division lost more, accounting for about 45%.

It's really amazing. Even Arkado, who knew the outcome, didn't expect it. After laying down more than 200 kilometers of land in one go, Guderian's troops only killed more than 400 people - this is simply a human war The most glorious page in history: When I participated in the First World War, my regiment killed 1,300 people on the first day.

How long does the Führer plan to stay here? Guderian sighed and then stopped talking. After thinking about it, he asked: The frontline officers and soldiers know that you are standing with them, and the attack speed may be faster. quick.

Akado smiled when he heard Guderian's words of praise: I just want to go to the front-line troops to cheer them up and let them know that I'm here, and I'm here! As for how long I'll stay? ... Actually I won't stay long, and I have to rush to the northern region to cheer up the officers there. In addition, I haven't seen Rommel for a long time, so I just went to check it out.

His side seems to be playing better. Guderian listened to Arkado's mention of the northern front, nodded and then said: I heard that they are approaching the suburbs of Warsaw. The Poles seem to have transferred their troops to us. this side.

They fought really well in the north, but your side also played very well. Arkado comforted: But I have to explain something to you in advance. After you end the battle in the south, you must be careful of the Soviet Union. Human actions. I don't want to suffer a loss after the Polish war.

Yes! My head of state! I understand. Guderian replied immediately.

Go to the 9th Motorized Infantry Division to see what the Frederick rockets looked like when they were fired. I didn't have time to watch them during the experiment. Now I have to go to the front line to see the mass-produced models. Arkado After he finished speaking, he closed his eyes and murmured before falling asleep, Then go to the north to see the liveliness of the siege of Warsaw.

Sure enough, knowing the news of Arkado coming to the front line, the combat troops in the south immediately boiled over. The photo of General Model, the commander of Army Group d, standing at attention and salute to Akado at the airport appeared on the front page, followed by a large-scale introduction to the short story of Akado's love for soldiers.

The next day, the newspapers published photos of Akado's inspection of the artillery units. The Fuhrer personally manipulated and fired the first artillery of the first offensive against Poland in the afternoon. The soldiers chanted the slogan of Long Live the Führer, and in just one attack, they attacked the Poles' positions and advanced a full 20 kilometers north in one breath.

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