My Third Empire

Major Kalk! What's the matter with the army being urgently combined so late? A captain on duty looked puzzled at the officer and two soldiers who entered the room.

We are ordered to enter the urban area of ​​Berlin, and the entire third district will be under martial law. The middle-aged officer named Major Kalke took off his gloves and ordered without haste.

Martial law? The third district? The captain looked puzzled: I did not receive an order from the division headquarters! The area where the martial law headquarters is located is not a trivial matter. I am sorry to question you, but I must confirm this order with the Hulk Division Commander! Saying that, the captain on duty grabbed the phone.

I don't think I need to confirm it! Because I have this. Major Calke sneered and drew his pistol from his belt.

You! The captain was stunned, then put down the phone in his hand: What are you doing? Surrounding the headquarters? This is treason!

Mr. Otto Gessler, Minister of Defense, has declared Arcador Rudolph treason! You and the Hulk are all done! Calke smugly swung the gun in his hand.

The captain watched Carl's pistol swing without pointing at him, and immediately bent down to draw the gun, moving as fast as a shooting star. He didn't want to sit still, if he didn't resist, he would be finished as soon as it was over.

Bah! A gunshot rang out, and the captain fell to the ground clutching his stomach, blood flowing out and seeping into the cracks in the floor. Although he was fast, he was still a step behind. After all, Kalke's pistol was in his hand, and he finally lost.

Long live the Great Deutschland... Party...! the captain said while struggling to vomit blood. After speaking, he lost the last ounce of strength and remained motionless.

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Accardo. Old Carl Benz saw Akado in the reception room of the Wehrmacht headquarters with a cane, with a shocked expression: You should stay in the barracks! It's not safe here!

Don't worry! I've made arrangements! Tonight! We will get rid of many enemies that are usually difficult to attack. Arkado sneered, threw the gloves off on the conference table, and found a place to sit. He went down, then looked up at Krupp, whose face was slightly ugly: Has Mrs. Krupp already arranged it?

I just got a call. My wife said that two companies of Wehrmacht soldiers entered the mountain villa and protected her and my children. Krupp sighed slightly and said, We can really Can you make it through tonight?

Don't worry! Akado smiled and said: The Greater Deutsche Party has two pillars, one is the support of the consortium government, and the other is the support of the Wehrmacht! In the past, I relied on the strength of the consortium government to strengthen the Wehrmacht, but now The time has come when I need the Wehrmacht and they will not let me down!

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Berlin at night is serene and beautiful, but this serenity and beauty is quickly broken. There was a crackling sound in the quiet night, and it was clear that a large group of people in leather boots had made their way up the wooden stairs.

Dang, dang, dang. There was a knock on the door, with a bit of ferocity and a bit of arrogance.

Who is it? A woman's voice rang out from the door: Mils isn't at home! He said he couldn't come back today because of something.

The National Defense Forces have been ordered to come to protect your safety! A resolute voice sounded outside the door: Please cooperate with your wife.

Don't come in! I have a gun! If you dare to mess around! I'll shoot! In the room, Mills' old voice rang out: At dawn,

You will be ordered to withdraw! Don't make fun of your life! I promise...if you...

Before he could finish speaking, the gunshots of the new submachine guns rang out outside the door. Sudden! slam! slam! With the sound of gunshots, the door was smashed into pieces.

Two Wehrmacht soldiers in steel helmets took a step back with their smoking barrels, and three or four soldiers with Mauser 98K rifles rushed forward and smashed the door with their butts, followed by a large group of soldiers. He rushed through the door with a gun.

Bah! A shot rang out, and the revolver in the old Mills' hand opened fire, hitting a soldier in the arm: You! You dare to attack parliamentary officials?

Fire! A Wehrmacht major who rushed into the room behind the soldier waved his hand and said, Kill this traitorous dog to death.

Tud! Tud! Tud tug! The gunshot sounded again, and there was a flash in the window of Congressman Mills, which was so dazzling in the dark night.

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The guy named Mills! The guy named Brock! The guy named Felton! The guy named Buster Cole! I'll be sending someone to visit tonight! I'll have all the politicians who want to control the Wehrmacht. Clear it up! Akado said grimly, looking at Krupp and Karl Benz as he spoke: No one can control my Wehrmacht! It's as if no one can delay your money!

How do you explain what happened tonight to Hindenburg? After all, he still has a lot of Wehrmacht forces in his hands. Karl Benz asked.

Explain? He won't give me an explanation, and I don't need to explain anything to him. Tonight's winner doesn't need to explain, and tonight's loser doesn't need to explain! Tired: We'll just wait for the result!

Krupp finally recovered some complexion and nodded: That's the only way! Let's wait for the result.

There was one sentence he didn't say - the result was two extremes: either the victorious ruler of the country went to the altar, or the traitor sinner who failed to become this was hanged with piano wires.

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I'm Otto Gessler, Minister of Defense! Ask Mr. Felton, the head of the police station for me! When can we start the operation? It was the fourth time he had grabbed the phone to confirm the action, the phone asked.

Mr. Gessler! I'm Felton! My people are besieging the headquarters, and in ten minutes, we can celebrate! On the other end of the phone, Felton said proudly: Our police station dispatched all There are also at least 1,000 Nazi party stormtroopers! The guard battalion of the Wehrmacht headquarters has been short of a company, and there are only less than 400 people! We will win!

It's not good! Just as Felton was bragging, a police officer with a bandage on his head broke in, and even Gesler on the other end of the phone could hear the mourning voice clearly.

What's the panic! What's going on? Felton frowned and asked, The sneak attack didn't work?

The police officer was very frustrated and reported: The 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division of the Wehrmacht that was supposed to attack with us didn't come for some reason. It was the reconnaissance and teaching battalion of the 15th Division of the Wehrmacht! A dozen armored vehicles took our Everyone is scattered!

What? Felton felt that his eyes were darkened, and there was an omen of falling down. He barely stood firm and asked weakly: Where are Hitler's stormtroopers?

We're in a firefight with the Great German SS on 4th Street. They said the machine guns were on the opposite side. The SA suffered heavy losses, and they are reorganizing their manpower attack! But it is impossible to break through the SS line and get to the 3rd district in the short term. Speaking of this, the police officer who came to report the letter was about to cry: Director! This is different from the original plan!

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Assemble the soldiers! Just say that someone is going to attack the headquarters, and the third district of Berlin will be under martial law! No one will be allowed in or out! Kalke ordered in exasperation.

How could he have imagined that the plan to take over the command without any effort and move the army to the third district of Berlin to surround the headquarters has not been going smoothly from the beginning to the present. He opened fire in the duty room. A captain on duty died, and he had to kill two guards who heard gunfire. He managed to stabilize the scene. Looking at his watch, it was already an hour later than expected.

After a soldier heard his order, he immediately turned around and went out. After a while, the soldiers in the entire barracks were all dressed up and assembled on the school grounds. Cars have been pulled out of the garage, the roar of the engine is one after another, the soldiers are checking weapons, some engineers are carrying barbed wire and obstacles to the truck.

Woo! A harsh siren sounded in all the camps of the 1st Division of the Wehrmacht, which made Karl panic immediately: Damn! Something is going to happen!

Squeak--! There was a sharp screeching sound from the broadcast loudspeaker in the camp, and everyone stopped their work and looked in the direction of the loudspeaker.

I am Colonel Hulk, the division commander! Major Carl, the commander of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st Division of the National Defense Forces, colluded with the treasonous members of the Congress, intending to mutiny and attack the General Command of the National Defense Forces. Now I order to arrest Carl immediately! If there is resistance, you can kill him! This order Do it now!

Several confidant soldiers standing not far from Kalke's expressions froze, they threw the cigarettes in their mouths and turned around and wanted to run away, but they heard gunshots before they took two steps. As soon as Kalke shivered, he saw these henchmen twisted and fell to the ground, one's toes still twitching. He immediately raised his hands and shouted, Don't shoot!

Bah! Tutu! Tutu! The gunshots did not stop because of his prayer, but instead increased in intensity. Kalke felt like he was hit by a big hammer in the chest. He lowered his head and saw more than a dozen holes in his body. Columns of blood spurted out, and then his eyes darkened, and he was no longer conscious.

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Because the 1st Division of the Wehrmacht was the first to be formed, the forces of all parties have penetrated the most! I have never dared to use this unit! But after tonight, this unit will become the most elite airborne paratrooper unit in Germany! One of the most powerful fists! Akado stood by the window and looked at the bright moonlight, and said to Krupp and Karl Benz: After tonight, we can formally discuss and enter the Congress. thing!