Battle of the Third Reich

v2 Chapter 1: Unyielding determination

Major Hans looked anxiously at his boss, who had been sitting there like a stone for five minutes. No matter how he yelled, he did not react.

Hans was terrified. He knew clearly that his young boss had multiple weights. If he had any accidents, he would definitely spend the second half of his life in a hard labor camp, if he could live there for so long. .

"General! General! What's wrong with you? General Reinhardt! Don't scare me!" Hans shook the boss's shoulder.

"It's not because the excitement is too great, let's be shocked." An SS lieutenant (captain of the second-level commando squadron) said on the side.

"What nonsense you are, the deputy head of state is the pride of the empire, the strong commander, the apostle of God, how can a person as great as the head of state be intimidated by these British Frenchmen's planes." (Captain of the first-level commando team) angrily refuted the "nonsense" of his subordinates.

At this moment, the deputy head who was sitting like a stone suddenly began to react. I saw him trembling as if he had just been awakened from a dream. He was staring blankly at the eyes in front of him, and then scolded fiercely: "This **** bastard!"

Hans was ecstatic at the moment, and he was able to scold people at least to show that the sergeant was sober, and he didn't seem to have to do hard labor. The SS lieutenant suddenly looked as if he was standing straight, and said in his mouth: "My deputy head of state, all the things I said before were nonsense, which brought you displeasure, I am sorry, I am willing to accept Any penalties from you."

The last three months of Jack’s memory left Xu Jun very depressed. The scum did not participate in any military meetings or diplomatic activities during those three months. He had been actively planning a mass slaughter of Polish Jews. And still trying to compete with Green, desperately searching for various wealth and resources. When he came to France this time, he just wanted to do a superficial battlefield inspection, award honors to several good generals, and get some military capital by the way. Unexpectedly, his business jet, which had just flown to Reims, France, encountered an entire squadron of French fighter jets. Under the protection of the desperate me110 squadron, he was not shot down, but just as he was preparing to escape to the nearest German ground control area, the enemy transferred two teams of British fighters, trying to force the plane to land. Within the French control area. then. . . . Xu Jun replaced him and fell into danger.

While Xu Jun was sorting out these memories, a sudden violent shaking pulled him into reality. Suddenly, the scene that appeared in front of him, the violent vibration, the harsh sound of machine guns, the smell of fire all over the place stimulated him to tremble. The strong sensory stimulation and the things in the previous memory made Xu Jun not able to adapt to the surrounding conditions. Then he issued a series of curses on Jack.

After Xu Jun scolded, he settled down and let his body adapt to the surrounding environment first. But before he recovered, he heard a sound of punishment. Xu Jun looked at the SS lieutenant in doubt in search of information about him in his memory. Then asked strangely.

"Lieutenant Randolph, why should I punish you?"

"I said something that didn't match my identity. My words offended the sir."

Xu Jun still didn't understand what the guy was talking about, but he felt that it was not appropriate to discuss this kind of problem under the current circumstances.

Xu Jun said: "I know about your affairs, and I will wait until I go back. Major Hans, how is the situation now?"

"Reporter, now we are surrounded by enemy planes, but we have not been hit yet." Hans opened the curtain and looked out of the window: "Now we see more than ten enemy planes around us, the **** squadron is expelling They, but it seems that the situation is not good. God, the red number 14 was shot down."

Xu Jun saw through a porthole that a me110 was dragging its tongue and falling to the ground.

"There is only one parachute, God bless him safe." Hans said excitedly.

Seeing this scene, Xu Jun felt a chill in his back. Is this the war? Although I felt that I was mentally prepared to participate in the war, I didn't realize that what I thought was too naive until the war was now alive. Facing the **** death and the killing machines flying around, Xu Jun felt a wave of fear start from the bottom of his heart.

At this time, Xu Jun heard a voice in his heart and said to himself: "Are you scared when you see these, you will see more things that are more **** and cruel than this in the future, and now these scare you You are such a coward, you think war is as romantic and simple as in the movie. War is the reappearance of **** in the world, war is the beast that destroys all good and beautiful things, war is an evil monster that tramples on all justice and morals . Any cowardly hesitation, stupid compassion will only supply more blood and life to the war. If you feel timid, then get out of the war, find a hole in the hole, and spend the rest of your life like a maggot.

how? you are not willing? Then you will mature for me, take the responsibility on your shoulder firmly, use all your wisdom, summon all your courage, exert all your strength, and work hard to survive in this **** war, The world proves the value of your existence and radiates all your light. If you do this, then no matter how evil the war is, it is just the trial ground of your brave, the stage of the king, the courtyard of the wise. Go to show your ambitions, witness your vows, let evil wars change for you, trample on all the rules and shackles, and control the wheel of fortune in your own hands. Even if you fail, you will die as a strong man, then you will not fail your second life. "

Xu Jun thought that he felt **** here, yes, he once vowed that he could not live up to the regained life and waste his life. I have to get used to being a strong man, and let my own fate be mastered. Xu Jun made up his mind.

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