《German Summon》
Introduction to Photon Acceleration
Project "Last Hope" was officially launched in early 1944. Based on documents stolen from the Philadelphia Experiment* in the United States, this device utilized advanced Tesla technology with electricity as its main power source. As the bloodiest and most unequal battles of World War II unfolded, the Germans secretly developed a special device known as the Photon Accelerator
Initially, the purpose of this machine was to create teleportation technology, allowing for the rapid transfer of resources and soldiers to different battlefields. However, an unexpected incident occurred: the Photon Accelerator not only transported objects but also opened a gateway to another world, where the laws of physics did not entirely match those of Earth. This world, or continent, was named Teyvat
Realizing the vast potential of this discovery, the Nazi leadership decided to seize the opportunity to rebuild their military. Vehicles, weapons, and soldiers were sent to Teyvat, where they could develop their strength without being detected by their enemies.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.
However, their ambitions did not stop there. The hidden secrets and powers of Teyvat unveiled possibilities that even the Germans could not foresee. In the shadows, deeper plans were being woven, and the true purpose of Project "Last Hope" might hold more than the world could ever know. Could this be the final step in the struggle for power, or is it the beginning of an entirely new era where the boundaries between worlds blur?
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Philadelphia Experiment * :
The Philadelphia Experiment was a military experiment allegedly conducted by the United States Navy at the Philadelphia Naval Shipyard in Philadelphia , Pennsylvania , on or about October 28, 1943. The United States Navy destroyer escort USS Eldridge (DE-173) was made invisible (or "cloaked") to enemy equipment
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Chapter 1 : Incidents and Surprises !?
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In the end of chilly autumn, 1944, the cold haze flowed to the shore beach, clouds were moving to the west, where the Germans intelligence learned The Western Allies were about to launch the large-scale beach invasion, that unmeasurable how large it be.
"This is so rough to be accepted, Generals!", the Fuhrer becomes "Fuhrerous" with combat reports, Wehrmacht is too exhausted dealing with the Russians in the Eastern Front, last year they were kicked out of North Africa - where they predicted it would be impossible to win The Allies here. Just a dozen of it made him grunting, naturally, his war against the world was about to end.
"How come the war situation gets this worse?! Did all generals here actually graduate from the officers academy? Hard to believe so."
"..."
"Whatever it is, our army will manage to go back where it was, like two years ago we did."
He went on, "what about Nord-Pas-De-Calais? Did I say it right? The Allies will land there instead of Normandy you fools thought.", he said with confidence.
Suddenly, the generals started sweating, he was about to say what he shall not.
"... Mein Fuhrer."
"Go on" he triumphantly waited for the response.
"The allies had breached our defense, they had successfully established the head-gate at Normandy. We can''t stop them from advancing deep into France."
That was a thunder strike through Adolf''s mind.
He mused, soullessly looked to the strategic map which he believed his prediction was correct. "No...", Adolf whispered, then he raised the voice suddenly, "How come you can''t stop them!!!" He furiously shouted to everyone in the meeting room.
"The enemy forces too strong, we can not-"
"We drove them out three years ago, they were just not more than a target for our Stukas! And when those puberty teenagers come back, you can''t show them who the hell you are!"
"...", at this point he gave up justifying himself.
"Remember, remember!! Just the last 3 Christmases, you are not old yet."
Adolf soullessly sat down in his chair, thinking about something that would be fascinating as the "Final Victory" he drew to the German people.
"The Russians rapidly advanced, but we are just about to stop them, now you are making more trouble.", he impotent said.
Adolf continues, "But, the final victory is ours. Believe in yourself, pull yourself together."
His mind went crazy day by day, he used to be a miracle of the German army, a respectful savior of the entire Germans. Now he is not more than a paranoid dictator filled with madness.
"Drive The Westerners out of the beach, take back the advantages against the Russians", oh, wasn''t it too wonderful to dream about? Or the miraculous just about to happen?
What is in your mind now, my Fuhrer, will you lead us to victory as you used to?
{ Allies meeting room}
Another meeting room, where the fresh air filled room, relieves spread all around the corners, The Allies have written an unprecedented history.
Operation Overlord ended with the winning of Americans, British, Canadians and Allies Forces. Perhaps they suffered a heavy loss, but what they made is priceless.
Montgomery, one of the generals who consulted tactics of the invasion, with other high-ranking generals opening a meeting, where they will discuss the results, and the future plans.
He went gently, "We have successfully established the most important headway to France, this will allow us to storm the Germans in France."
"That day has come, the fascists must pay for what they did in Europe."
"The supplement lines are about to be established, the Germans can do nothing but look helplessly to us."
The commanders nodded in agreement, understanding that time was of the essence and every action had to be meticulously planned for maximum effectiveness. After the meeting, they returned to their units, preparing for the decisive battles ahead.
On the battlefield, Allied soldiers were bracing themselves for the fierce clashes to come. They knew that every step forward brought new hope for a world of freedom and peace. Their sacrifices were not just for victory but for the future of all humanity.
The sun began to set on the Western Front, casting a golden glow over the war-torn landscape. As night fell, the anticipation of the coming battles hung heavy in the air, but so did the unwavering spirit of those who fought for a brighter tomorrow.You might be reading a pirated copy. Look for the official release to support the author.
"The clouds are descending to the West..."
So dazzling, yet so sorrowful.
{ German last-ditch struggle }
4 years ago, they had dominated Europe with fear and terror, they established control of the entire continent, but England, and the Soviet Union - the two biggest enemies. In Hitler desire, the unpredictable blow of a strike to a weakened USSR is no more than a delectable dinner for him and his generals.
3 years ago, the war flames had burst to the wildest, Stalingrad engulfed in blood and steel, the Germans had launched everything they had. They rolled the dice, in the risky game, yet the stalwart Russians stood still beyond shell after shell they poured down.
They have lost everything 2 years ago, all their precious resources are lost in Stalingrad, now the Kursk. They lost a massive tank unit in a merciless battle against the resilient Russians.
they have put their own end in December. Nothing could save them. The Third Reich time is ticking.
Or maybe not?
The tide will turn anyhow, believe in Adolf''s words, "The Wehrmacht will manage to get back where they were, no matter how hard it was."
The Reich shatters, but a glimpse of hope is enlightened. "Letzte Hoff Projekt" appears like a savior, just like another WunderWaffe, but this chance the game is changed, the price production is reasonable, the efficiency is beyond expectations. Thanks to the Germans intelligence network in America, they successfully stole "Time Travel" technology from Tesla. After 2 years, again they gained the upper hand against the Allies.
The 1st Panzer Division had suffered heavy losses throughout fierce combat during the Eastern Front, recently in the West. The division remnants will be the pioneer, led by General Lieutenant G¨¹nter.
The F¨¹hrer came to the office unexpectedly, perhaps Demian had been confused, but soon he pulled back together, swiftly introducing The Photon Accelerator to Adolf.
"My F¨¹hrer,I committed to you this is the finest technology Germany has, introducing to you: Photon Accelerator Machine. This machine allows our army to teleport to anywhere within 2500 kilometers radius at a specific point."
"More than what I expected! A glimpse of hope for Die Reich."
The F¨¹hrer, the time he saw and heard about the Photon Accelerator, was fascinated with it.
"Wunderbar! Wunderbar! That is what I am searching for!", he enthusiastically said.
Demian, the director of the project, feels pleased with F¨¹hrer''s words.
"As my pleasure, mein F¨¹hrer. This technology will once again show the Bolsheviks know who is the true master on the battlefield."
"Will it work fine?", G¨¹nter was skeptical about what Demian was working on. This is not his first time introducing new technology to Adolf, and naturally not the first time he said it will "work fine", and indeed not the first time Demian disappoints him.
"By all of my prestige, and previous experiments on Jews, animals. Everything works precisely!"
Oh, it is the same line you spoke to him 2 years ago, Demian. I know that you don''t have balls to work on Jews anyhow.
G¨¹nter reluctantly nodded, clearly that everything he told The F¨¹hrer is a lie, except his project he did work on. "aye aye commander. What is your plan this time by chance?", he exhaustedly asked.
"I will deploy your units right inside the enemy, that will be a big surprise to them!"
In one tick, G¨¹nter was dumbfounded.
"Oh sorry what?"
He went on, "What on Earth are you thinking about? It is no more than a suicide!"
"Hey! My attack plan is unforeseeable to the Allies! Just try to rejoin with the main defense force later!"
G¨¹nter shook his head, sighed, he can not blame that crazy scientist, Demian is just a scientist anyhow, a guy who obsesses with science and physics, his war strategy suggestion was null.
Perhaps G¨¹nter is an expert at offensive tactics, he managed to push back countless russians assaults during his career. But nevertheless, soldiers also have their family back home, where they wait for him to come back. He can''t use their lives, others'' sons for nonsense, Demian''s plan is a great example for that.
"Ack...! Whatever! Do what you feel right, but do not throw me right inside the enemy Headquarter, I''m not ready for my death."
Adolf relieves Demian, "General Lieutenant was right, Demian. But, I am interested in your plan, that will be a surprise for me if The Allies do the same to me."
"Precisely, Demian", G¨¹nter giggles.
Demian irritates with his provoking, "What are you giggling at? It seems fun to you General Lieutenant?"
"It''s funny don''t ya thing, my Dr. Demian?"
"Totally not."
The conversation heats up.
"Then don''t force me to do what I don''t want you fucker!"
"Hey! Bastard! Watch your mouth!"
Adolf hastily cutted the talk before it gets worse. "That''s alright, Demian, keep your head cold as steel is necessary."
He grumbled, reluctantly obeying orders, "Yes, mein F¨¹hrer."
Demian continues, "Prepare for the next preparation phase, G¨¹nter! It''s about time."
The pack was tight, everything is on set, pull down the lever and the technology miracle will occuring.
G¨¹nter mildly said, "Anything to say? Crazy bastard?"
"Ach...", Demian stopped for a while, then continued, "I do have something to say to you..."
No bond stronger than a comrade relationship, that bond forged inside countless battles, and hardened into something more like than a family.
"... Good luck, G¨¹nter.", Demian''s eyes can''t hide the deep sorrow inside his soul. There was a strange feeling that made him not want to let his comrade go.
"I don''t want you to risk yourself, G¨¹nter." He quietly whispered.
"Ha! Do you worry about me, Demian?", he triumphantly said.
"Oh shut up bastard."
"I will be back soon, Demian, what about before Christmas?"
Demian raised his eyebrows, then nodded, "Remember your words."
The clock ticked, now it is the moment for the miraculous. Demian walked to the machine setup, put his hand on the lever.
"You ready?", He shouted.
"All ready!"
"3"
"2"
"1"
He pulled down the lever, triggering the machine cogs. That engine roared for a moment, suddenly, the shining white dazzling bursted all the corners of the laboratory, hard jarring sound waves, the ears feeling blown out at any moment. The units inside suffering lost connection to their body, they whited out.
In a flick of feather, the units disappeared, they left no trails.
"The miracle happened, but why do I feel it''s not right?"
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"It seems our creations have managed to come to our world?"
Abizarre space, shrouded by mystery, absent from the dictionary of reality. That voice is not recognized anywhere in the universe.
"Yes, my majesty."
"Call Me Saraker."
"Yes, my lord Saraker."
He sighed, "A millenia ago, she stole my creations and brought them to her world. Nonetheless, she audilessly altered the world''s theory herself, by changing the structure of the Imaginary Tree."
He went on, "Such a brilliant one, don''t you think?"
"Do you realize what you''re doing? If the Creator Entity discovers..."
"Shut up!"
Saraker''s attendant falls silent.
"Good .. now let me tell you , in the world known as Teyvat, which She created . She aimed for peace and civilization, but when war arises, it resets. I, on the other hand, develop civilization through conflict. The scientific achievements of my Creations serve as proof..."
"Your point being?"
"Precisely as you think. The purpose of this retaliation is to make Her acknowledge it. Just wait and see... You will understand."
"Yes, my lord.", with that, the attendant departs, leaving Saraker alone...
He giggled, "Just wait and see, Unknown God... I have a surprise in store for you... Now, let''s sit back and watch!
Chapter 1.5 : New world !?
"Had we made it...?" G¨¹nter asked himself, "Where are we? Wasn''t it supposed to be somewhere in France, or America?"
G¨¹nter can''t recognize this landscape, is it on Earth this kind of natural? Unbelievable. He can sense the sweetest fragrance in the air, everything here is so peacefully quiet. Only nature surrounded us, so we made it to Washington?
G¨¹nter irritatedly scolded Demian: "Damn him! Haven''t we planned to strike the Allies in France before? What a clumsy person he is."
Dazzling yellow sand shore below the great mountains, The remnants of 1st Panzer Division undeny how beautiful it is, their home must be comparable to this landscape.
Perhaps just if they could only return back to home, where peace was waiting for them, and where their home had no more artillery roared at midnight.
"Pick up your phone, Dr. Demian...! You can''t just leave us in nowhere." He grumbled dialing to Demian.
The Recons had returned, with an abnormal report.
"My General Lieutenant, we can''t detect any structure, nor the enemy. We are lost on the beach shore."
They continue: "Perhaps, we... We..."
He tries to pull himself back together.
"We found an atrocious creature! They black as coal, the head is covered with thick fur. They aggressive, pursuited us, luckily we found a way back to the base."
G¨¹nter asked: "were they armed?"
"No."
"How many did they have?"
"2 or 3."
"You can open fire while retreating, as long as you two are in safe distance with the enemy. Understand?"
"Jawohl!"
Ah! He forgot that his recons squad are only Volksgrenadiers who had just completed the training a week ago.
Germany is really ''scraping the barrel'', they suffered irreparable loss of their combat hardened men, now they have to conscripted young boys with zero combat experience to replenish the gap.
Regardless, their report is suspicious, it is more of a joke than a proper report.
"Youths are so rebellious these days..."
Whatsoever, his instinct raised the alarm, it''s about the bizarrely covered under this mysterious nocturne beauty.
"Halftrack 201, 202, support the recon squad. Halftrack 203, 206, prepare yourself!"
He bowed his head down to the driver, "It''s about time, rookie."
Washington in-hand that unprecedented trump card? It''s really unpredictable.
"Black as coal...? Hmph, I have to learn about America by how they conscript folks."
Through the cupola, he can see a wooden temporary camp of somebody, "Possibly it Yankee''s" he predicted.
"Drive slowly, we don''t know if they had Bazooka. Tiger I herself is weak to any anti-tank weapon!"
Suddenly the crew shouted: "No! There they are! A creature black as coal!"
"What-"
Those creatures stood up, they hissing, raised the stick in their hand over head and charged toward G¨¹nter.
In a flick of feather, G¨¹nter dumbfounded, "Ah... Machine gunner boy, that is your work!"This story has been taken without authorization. Report any sightings.
"Y-Yes sir!"
The machine gun rotated to the creature, the shining light dazed cutted the space as wind-piercing, accurate and deadly, flesh had been rapidly shot to pieces, they stood no chance against the finest of German technology.
"Good golly, you just overkill them."
G¨¹nter Opened Commander''s viewport to observe the surroundings. He lost his senses! That was not a human.
"What? They are not even human...!"
He was shocked when saw that creature lying on the ground. It''s human-like, but does not even have humankind.
This will be the hottest news to his world - a totally new creature has been found. "Take the camp! We will make it our!"
Swiftly they transported the supplies and equipment to Hilichurl''s camp.
"Not bad, this creature was intelligent, but not as good as us humans."
The sun is flowing back to the East, the dusk comes so fast! He may not have even accomplished connecting the radio to the Headquarter before the moon hangs high in the sky.
"Come on! Work! Motherfucker!"
G¨¹nter has no patience for this old-timey iron scrap. Hissing sound is only what he heard, it''s difficult since this world had absolutely no radio connection, this world doesn''t even have radio mainstream, how can he finds way back to the Earth then?
He grumbled, turning to smashing the ground countless times, and finally he threw the radio.
"Fuck it! Fuck! No more connection, I''m tired of this shit! This is fine! We will die here then, no problem!."
He irritatedly walked away. Until he caught the weak signal from somewhere.
"Hello?... Hello... Sss... This... Sss. Is... G¨¹nter... sss... can you... Hear me?... Sss"
Suddenly the signal went out.
"Fuck It! Just so right in time."
Anyhow, M¨¹ller - the assistant of Demian - had received G¨¹nter''s message.
"I received the General Lieutenant radio stream!"
"?!", Demian surprised.
"so he made it."
The head of the project can relieve now, at least he didn''t get killed before can report anything.
"Try to connect it back, assistant!"
G¨¹nter hated this scum, what an outdated machine, his unit deserved better communication equipment.
"..."
"...?"
"... Hello?"
"Ach... This is General Lieutenant G¨¹nter. Who are you?..."
"What''s your unit?"
"Abteilung 653 and 624, 1st Panzer Division ?Die Ritter?"
"Confirm."
The man on the opposite headline went on, "Report your location."
"No idea, the place can not be Washington nor London."
"Moscow?"
"Not even."
He switched the question, it''s normal if someone traveled to a strange place, they don''t know anything at first.
"Describe your place."
"Rocky mountains covered the steppe with abnormal terrain."
"...?"
"We could have traveled to another dimension possibly."
He was skeptical of G¨¹nter''s words.
"There''s no way you can be."
Immediately he continues: "If you think so, prove it."
Not so long after the radio had been cutted of the connection again. It was midnight already.
"I will try it again tomorrow morning." - He thought.
Suddenly, the radio caught a signal again.
"G¨¹nter!... You still there?"
He startled awake from drowsiness, he fatigue crawling to the radio not too far from him.
"Ye... Yes..."
"This... Sss... Is the main director of the project... Dr. Demian."
He tiredly scolded: "You little rat!... You dare to send me to another world!"
He raised suspicion with G¨¹nter, "What do you mean? You are destined to teleport to London."
"???" - his mind was empty, first he encountered a weird creature, and not so long after somebody tried to ask him where he was since he had no idea. Now that Dr. ''Zomboss'' said he was supposed to be in London. How can London be like this? Perhaps in fact it suffered heavily from continuous bombardment, but it does not mean the whole city returned to the stone age.
What just happened right now?
"You should stop day-dreaming, G¨¹nter. Report me your location, I need a record for my experiment logs." - Demian said with ''I''m tired of your game'' tone.
"I swear to God, Demian. Can''t you trust me for once?"
"Yes, prove it."
"Ah-, uh..." - he hesitates, obviously he can''t prove to him only through words.
"If I had evidence, how can I send it to you?"
He had no choice but to lie to him.
"Alright then. You see a button and a tray at the back of the radio? That is where you send your evidence."
He went on: "If you are about to send any abnormal things, or in my word is your weird shit stuff. The upper button allows you to transport everything inside within a 3m radius."
"And remember, there is limited use, you can only use 3 times before the Photon Processor Core runs out of energy."
"Understood."
What is inside his thoughts is a picture of this world, a photo of the civilization will help him a lot in gaining trustiness.
There are so many question marks, if take a picture, where to take it, and if know where, do the people here allow him to take a picture or not.
Furthermore, what if they are aggressive and pursue us?
"..." - G¨¹nter is diving in an ocean of questions that are not easy to solve.
Suddenly, somebody called him from a distance.
"General Lieutenant! General Lieutenant!"
He is curious, what makes them so hastily?
"I got a blasting news for you, General Lieutenant."
"What is that?"
"A photo of a castle!"
Coincidentally, the recons had returned right in time with valuable evidence - a picture of native civilization.
"Good golly boys, give it to me!"
G¨¹nter fondle the photo.
"... This type of structure...?:
He looked again, "Why I can not recognize it anywhere, but it is strangely familiar to me...?"
He deemed that the photo would be a shock to Demian, and the prediction was true, he can''t even say a word.
"..." - the boring hissing sounds.
"..."
"Now you believe me?"
"... Yes, that''s unpredictable, and yet unbelievable."
This world... What are the divinities still hiding from us? A mystery covered in the mist is revealing.
Chapter 2 : Decision !
A report of a strange noise had been handed to the mayor. Jean, who administered Mondstadt, had no hesitation confirming right away large noise came from the shore beach made by Klee. She is used to it, and the hustle bustle civilians of the city are so, commonly the explosion sounds at the shore beach is from her.
"Just another day, why do you care about that so much?"
"But Ms. Jean."
They put a report paper on her desk.
"Klee was there, but the sound was not caused by a simple explosion."
Jean turned the chair to desk, reluctantly reading it, but when her eyes read line to line, the more she realized the situation she was in.
She chucked, "... Call Klee to my office."
It will not be as simple as she thought, this is getting serious.
Jean can sense it when felt that Klee isn''t as happy as other days, she is soulless.
"Klee my good girl, please tell me what happened at the shore yesterday."
Suddenly, she trembled, in her eyes can sense terror, gasping and sweating. Klee clasped hands tight, and tears were rolling down her cheeks.
"I... I..."
She goggle eyed, bowed head down the floor, she gasped much more intensely.
"Those humans... They..."
What makes her into this? Jean curious, Hilichurls, they are not more than mindless cavemen. Or another threat coming to her? What could it be?
"A metal block can move... And the magic stick..."
"Can you tell me more? Klee?"
She sniffed, and continued with a broken voice: "Klee saw it. That stick shoots the light arrow, tearing the Hilichurl into two pieces... Blood! Blood! Klee saw what was inside that Hilichurl body splashed on the ground!"
Klee painfully groaned, cried until she lost her voice, then went silent after.
"..."
What a tragedy that shouldn''t be seen by a little girl, but isn''t there a statement that Hilichurls aren''t organic lives? How come... But perhaps, her testimony was priceless, thank you Klee, it would help me and the Knight of Favonius in pursuit of that monster.
"No matter how strong that monster is! I''ll make it pay!"
{ Germans temporary camp }
"... I have brought those creature bodies to you, Dr. Demian."
G¨¹nter is communicating to Dr. Demian - the Main director of the experiment.
"Very good, G¨¹nter."
"Anything else?"
"What about you tell me more about how you travel to that world?"
Demian began to dig down the story, which is deep as no limit.
"..."
"..."
They talked a lot, an hour passed and it seems will not stop.
"... So that is it?..."The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon.
"... Yes it is,..."
"...?"
"... That''s what happened that day, we traveled to the strange shore beach."
Demian enthusiastically asked: "Hmph! But how can you find a way to communicate with the Head Quarter?"
G¨¹nter mildly said: "Coincidence, and lucky, I assume."
Demian doesn''t let him go for half a minute. He questioned again: "How come you know that was not our world? That shore must be the same as Normandy shore! Or somewhere else."
"Can you find on Earth a shore beach with dazzling shiny sand with rocky mountains above? Maybe, but the creatures I found do not say so."
"Haha! What a clever general! My report will be shocking to the F¨¹hrer!"
Demian continues: "Remember! Prepare something for the F¨¹hrer! He may come at an unpredictable time!"
After that, he hung up, and walked to the Main Laboratory. On the way he Coincidentally met the F¨¹hrer, surprised, and confused, he reluctantly greeted him.
"Heil Hitler! Ah-..."
The F¨¹hrer cutted off his words: "Everything is still on track, Demian?"
"Yes! Yes it is. Oh! I have something for you, my F¨¹hrer, It will be a surprise for you!"
"Is that so?"
He guided Adolf to the lab, he seemed very satisfied.
"You know, Demian. The war is not over yet, as long as I still in-hand the intelligent doctor like you, Dr. Demian."
"My pleasure to serve our Fatherland, my F¨¹hrer."
When they came, the creature''s body was already there, it lay on the table, covered by a blanket.
"What is behind the blanket?"
"The creature from The New World."
"Good golly. I want to see how it looks like!"
"Yes you may, my F¨¹hrer."
He uncovered a part of the covering, Adolf shocked by how terrifying the creature.
"..."
He seems disappointed, a little bit.
"Well, uh... As you can see, G¨¹nter can bring you a photo of that world if you want to see."
"Sure."
Immediately, Demian dialed G¨¹nter.
But the one who answered is not him.
"This is Colonel Albert, commander chief of Panzer Abteilung 356th."
"Colonel, where is General Lieutenant G¨¹nter?"
"He has been away."
"The F¨¹hrer wanted to talk with him."
"Yes, sir."
G¨¹nter recently had raised his suspicions to those new scouts, they seem not like a rookie who ''are just completed course'', their behavior could be portrayed as not following his order given, and frequently had a suspected conversation, which was about the SS commission.
He could rather back-stabbed anyone, so no one could back-stabbed him. G¨¹nter secretly followed them when they were dispatched.
Their conversation was all about the nazism, and SS related, G¨¹nter lost his temper, he just wanted to jump out the bush and strictly shatter their head to pieces.
"Take the picture, it is valuable for us."
"Snap!" - the camera has taken the view.
"SS will never lose to any shit, like communist or liberals. Our men could build a new shelter here, away from those Jewish pigs." ©\ He mildly said.
"Naturally, The Jews annoyed us from the behind for a very long time, this time they can not be more."
They laughed satisfyingly.
G¨¹nter goggled, gripping the rock hard, he had been spied on for so long, but he never thought it was that close. The SS are coming!
He accidentally moved a rock, immediately they turned their head back.
"Who''s there!" - he took aim.
"..."
"Uh... Must be my imagination, don''t mind it."
Immediately G¨¹nter swiftly ran back to the camp.
"Where have you been, General Lieutenant? The F¨¹hrer wanted to talk to you."
G¨¹nter''s eyebrow stretched, this is the first time The F¨¹hrer wants to talk with him personally.
"Heil Hitler!"
"Heil."
Hitler asked right away: "Do you have any documents about the New World? General Lieutenant?"
"My F¨¹hrer, yes I do, I''ll bring it to you soon."
G¨¹nter revealed to Adolf a little secret: "Recently, we have found a civilization?"
"Civilization?"
"Yes, it is an abnormal structure like us in the Middle Ages."
"Interesting."
That rookie scout took advantage while G¨¹nter was busy, caught off guard. He took a bunch of the nonsense photos and sent them back to the Earth.
"I have received, General Lieutenant."
"What?"
"But your photos are blurry, try to use the damn camera next time."
"But I did not do anything?"
"G¨¹nter..." - Demian sighed.
He turned back, that rookie! Damn him.
"Take him back! Don''t let him away!"
Not so long that rat had been caught. He truly was a SS spy, even when he got caught, he was still stubborn.
"What are you doing!"
"Tell me, little rat, who are you?"
"Douglas, Lieutenant SS. If you dare harm me, you harmed the SS, they will not spare your unit!"
"So your job sabotaged us huh?"
"Fools, we have deep roots inside your damn unit."
"Friedrich J¨¹rgen must have dispatched you to sabotage us."
"Bingo! Bingo, hahaha, those defeatist Wehrmacht are not bad!"
G¨¹nter kneeled down, punched his face, "shut your mouth before I kill you!"
"Hahaha!"
Nothing could cure this crazy nazi, "execute him! And the other scout!"
He went on: "That citadel must kneel before us as soon as possible! The SS will never have a chance to harm anyone!"
{ Operation Citadel }
Just the other days of Mondstadt citizens. Everyone is hustle bustle, totally caught off guard the looming danger is coming to them.
Suddenly, a terror sound came off from the outside, the thick smoke of dust spreading, they saw the watchtower collapsed!
After that banging sound, repeatedly other cannons fired toward the castle wall.
"What is it!" - Noelle ran outside.
The smoke was too thick! She can barely see anything.
That metal block beast roaming toward the bridge, it slowly reveals itself in front of the Mondstadt.
Chapter 3 : Operation Citadel
Noelle trembled, she can''t believe this is true, behind the thick dust screen is that mighty beast and humans! This is a shameful precedent, humans can be weak, but their spirit will never allow them to cooperate with the enemy.
¡°This¡ This can''t be true¡!¡± - She hastily ran back to the fortification.
Noelle shouted loudly in the castle trench: ¡°Prepare! Everyone! Prepare for the invasion!¡±
She looked down by chance, the invaders looked so professional, it didn''t look like any enemy the Mondstadt had fought before, she can tell it by the uniform they wear, even Mondstadt didn''t achieve that precision technology. They must be manufactured by machine, oh, how modern are they? Noelle curious.
Anyhow, the stalwart of the knights Noelle trusted will knock them out of Mondstadt, the peace will be established again.
¡°Believe in yourself, Noelle. And believe in Mondstadt!...¡±
No step back until the enemy is shattered! With tenacity and spirit, victory is ours!
On the other hand, above the green steppe, far away from Mondstadt. General Lieutenant G¨¹nter had his own strategy in mind.
¡°Attention!¡±
G¨¹nter operated radio, as well as to spread information to everyone in the unit.
¡°The first line defense has been neutralized, our artillery can freely barrage the castle from behind.¡±
¡°Our objective is to capitulate the castle, not to kill people. Remember, no civilians!¡±
The Halftracks sped up, using its mobility to threaten the inner defense. Suddenly the anti-tank charge threw from the castle down right to its position.
"The enemy has an anti tank weapon!¡±
Strangely, they speaking Mondstadt language?
A huge wave of arrows falling down German soldiers'' heads, like a rain, it won''t stop for a second, but steel helmets and halftrack vehicles had covered them from arrow shots. They started a counterattack by operating Mg42 and burst all of it into Mondstadt Guards formation. Immediately it crushed the first front line of Noelle aegis.
Noelle is not standing there to let that anonymous army do what they want, she uses Klee''s Satchel Charge and longbowmen constantly in order to blow them out of the bridge.
¡°Call Wirbelwind!¡±
Immediately, deep inside the woods, the Wirbelwind revealing, another beast has joined the feast. Right away, the dominant firepower of 4 2cm Flak 38 Kanonen burst straight through the formation. Instantly killed almost every unfortunate guard stood in Wirbelwind¡¯s range.
¡°God damn it ! Can you guys conscript faster ?! Quick !¡± - Hans irritatedly shouted.
They don''t know those young men were the target of the crossbowmen. The arrow pierced through their chest, they fell down the ground. Blood¡ Iron¡ And tears, everything just falling apart.
They seem like they will not step an inch back, at all cost.
The rain started pouring down after they fought for 30 minutes, tenacity and Teutonic Spirit did not allow them to stop before achieving the ultimate goal.
¡° Do not step back !¡±
¡° Those conscripts !! Faster, faster ! ¡°
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G¨¹nter, commander of the unit, has received support requests from radio. Curious, he observed the battle through spyglass.
¡°Pssh! Damn it. Traverse back, we must have joined the battle ! My plan had crashed out !¡±.
The crew started preparing, in every battle they fought, the sharpness in mind they forged. They must not hesitate to bring glory back to the Fatherland !
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Heavy rain creates mud and mist, which makes combat conditions worse than ever, the vehicles disabled in muddy terrain, the mist restrained view range. But the battle was still there, the machine gun still buzzing like the chainsaw, the lowered Anti-Aircraft gun still barraging the castle through day and night.
¡°Hold the frontline, don''t let ''em pass !¡± Erich shouted. Seems like the natural and the magic had on Noelle''s side, everything against the Germans, that makes The finest technology holders hesitate on keeping attack.
¡°Bring me a fucking Panzerfaust crate, can you conscripts be faster ?¡± Hans is going crazy with those damn defenders.Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.
He can''t see what is coming from inside the tower. Even if he is in the safest place, those bastard crossbowmen will find him out. Deadly silent and accurate, the finest men of Mondstadt are the nightmare of the Wehrmacht.
The instinct has told him something, now that was right ! The crossbowman had found him as his prey !
¡°ERICH !! "ACHTEN SIE !¡± That Private pushed him down the halftrack . The arrow pierced into his shoulder. Otto painly shouted and lied down on the ground.
After he recovered from that sudden moment. He trembled.
¡°Don''t worry¡ About me, keep shooting¡±
Hans grumbling: ¡°How can I even keep firing when you are down? MEDIC? MEDIC ! WHERE THE FUCK IS MEDIC ?!! ¡° Although the shot didn''t kill him, but it causes continuous bleeding and he needs emergency aid. He breathes sharply, the blood won''t stop, it drips to the ground.
The whole unit is 150 now only 85 capable fighting, the others were injured, or killed in action. Will their superior firepower cover those heavy losses? Hard to tell right now.
Blood and Iron boundarying together, they were stalled right in front of the Mondstadt gate. The statement before battle ¡°will be a piece of cake¡± was terribly wrong, yesterday was 15 meters to Mondstadt, today was 30 meters, what can it be tomorrow? 70 meters? 150 meters? Or are we going to be wiped out?
What are we fighting for? Our family was still patiently waiting for us to come back, but we lay down on the mysterious land now, the land that nobody even knew before or even existed on the Earth. Some of them are so young to be pushed to the battlefield, too young to know what the war is, their hands are supposed to be handing a book, not a gun, that was so wrong.
The frontline is a living hell, where their lives could be counted on any minute. No matter how much time passed, the suffering still did not end.
It will never be alright with a child who saw the true color of the war, shocking is not enough for it, ¡°Everything will be okay Diona¡ I''m here¡± Noelle eases her.
Noelle takes up the bow, she gently picks up Diona: ¡°Now hear me out my little girl. Take the bow, and shoot it to the midsky. You are the only one who owns Cryo¡¡± She hugged her tightly, this is the first time she felt death come closer to her than ever before.
¡°You can do it. Diona.¡± Noelle stretching bowstring and in ready position. Diona will takes up bowstring and release the arrow
¡°Twang.¡± The slight sound comes out, the tiny ices reflecting sparkling on the midsky.
¡°What are they firing? Flare? Do they even have flare guns¡ª...?¡± Erich is confusing. Then he realizes that will not be an easy trouble he will be facing. Those tiny sparks fell down the ground, creating a large ice radius trapped G¨¹nter''s soldiers.
Their legs are stuck inside the ice, couldn''t move an inch, they hopelessly waiting for their dead. ¡°My legs¡ It froze¡¡± Erich couldn''t believe what just happened to him. ¡°It can be true¡¡± Hans whispered, then shouted: ¡°Everyone ! Retreat ! All retreat !¡±.
They made a tactical retreat from the ice radius, they had to leave those misfortunes people stuck in the ice there.
¡°...¡± G¨¹nter muses when saw the magic spell casted, he couldn''t believe his eyes anymore. ¡°It really happened¡¡± He''s frozen on the spot, trembling from what he saw.
¡°Fuck off ! Call that unit fast ! Tactical retreat immediately !¡± G¨¹nter shouted to the Radio Operator. ¡°I''m trying !... Everyone, make a retreat back to the position !¡±
The Commissioned Officer caught the radio signal. ¡°That''s it, everyone, bail out the trench, fall back to the starting point.¡±
Several days ago they came through that point with glorious victory belief. Today they are back to the same point with hopeless and defeatist ideology starting to spread out the unit. Marching through the frozen to dead bodies, those tragic faces had shown a brutal reality. No matter what, they have to take down the Mondstadt defenders.
That Lieutenant General feels something is not good coming to him. ¡°Everyone get out, get out ! Quick !¡± His commander''s instinct was true. Right the moment the crew tank bailed out, the ice sparks had reached the tank, and immediately froze the Steel Tiger.
¡°... I was right¡ My tank¡¡± the crew silents, they can''t even realize what just happened. The cold wind is still blowing, and the rain won''t stop.
¡°Commander, you just saved our lives, but how do you know it will freeze?¡±
¡°Instinct. I don''t know how to explain it¡±
¡°Fuck that off ! Too much fiction to be true !¡± Hans grumbling scolded.
¡°...¡±
¡°I have heard about the myth that this world has magic interracted n, at first I didn''t believe it, but now¡ It''s hard to not believe so.¡±
As a realist believer, G¨¹nter does not trust in Hans''s statement. ¡°No, Hans, there is nothing such as magic, myth is myth. We are soldiers, we can''t put our trust in this nonsense.¡±
¡°Now bring me FlammenWerfer, I can''t leave my tank like that.¡± Another day of him, G¨¹nter brought two FlammenWerfer in case they faced infantry waves, as he expected. Otto and Hans would be very skilled in using them
The curious soldiers standing around the tank. G¨¹nter shouted at those: ¡°Curiosity killed the cat. Get out !¡±
He continued: ¡°Follow my order, start from the turret to the tracks.¡±
The flame bursted out, melting down the layers of ice. The soldiers cheering in the background: ¡°Komm ! Melt it down¡±, ¡°burn baby burn !¡±
The moment the last thin ice layer melted down, G¨¹nter finally could relieve a bit, ¡°Good golly, FlammenWerfer. Now all of you ! Time''s up ! back to the camp.¡±
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After the attack, the green field was covered with dead bodies and mines the Germans left behind. They don''t know what is under them nor even know what ¡°mines¡± are, the explosion sounds repeatedly bang from distances make the Mondstadt guards pursuing them cancel the hunt.
¡°It should not be like this...¡± The castle front wall was heavily damaged, hundreds of cannon shell marks on the wall. ¡°What is going on ? What is going on ?!!¡±. Hundreds of guards fell down to protect what they loved behind.
Shock ! And suppression in soldiers¡¯ minds ! The clouds flew to the East, where they suffered the loss that they had never been before. Noelle couldn''t believe it was true, ¡°I¡ I¡¡± She said quietly, desperation held her back from saying any word.
Both Jean and Eula were shocked with what they saw in front of them. ¡°... What happened ??¡± Eula can''t control her voice, ¡°This is far away from brutal.¡±
¡°We have been battled through many battlefields, but, this,...¡± Jean said, ¡°This is unpredictable¡¡±. Just like Hans, she is the sharp sword that was forged in many battles and flames. But this battle wasn''t like the others, this is too far from what she expected. This is an absolutely unbalanced war, where they will be crushed by the anonymous forces, from technology to menpower.
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G¨¹nter just went back to the camp, where he met an uninvited guest from far away.
¡°How did you get here?¡± G¨¹nter surprised, ¡°Who brought you?¡±.
That anonymous guest turns back.
¡°Surprise? We have been comrades for a very long time, G¨¹nter, at least welcome me a bit.¡±
G¨¹nter reluctantly welcomes him: ¡°Pardon for my ungrateful, my old comrade¡±, he continues: ¡±Must be Demian transferred you to here.¡±
¡°I''ll be here to support you, too bad for ya? My General ? ¡±
¡°Cut that off, if you were here already. Then I¡¯ll go straight to the point, Schneider Emeric !¡±. He mused for a second, then he said: ¡°Hmm¡ That''s not right, I should have called you Takahashi Kazuya !¡±
Chapter 3.5.1 : Blend in the cold mist
The only way to weaken the enemy is in-hand their weakness. No matter how strong they are, if their weak spot has been detected, the enemy will be destroyed in a blink.
The strong Teyvat at its been now had to hesitate in planning and attacking, the technology gap between them and the mysterious invaders were too large, despite that they withstand the first attack, they can''t keep the frontline for too long. They need a new strategy.
In an effort of that, The Teyvat generals decided to form a team to scout G¨¹nter''s force, they dispatched to learn who''s the leader and what is their plan. The impossible mission has to be accomplished before the dawn comes up.
¡° Attention ! Recon Squad !¡±
They will stealthily survey the battlefield, the squad will transmit the information back to let Teyvat intelligence cope against them.
The Recon Squad has 5 scouts, 3 men and 2 women.
¡°Perhaps all of you were the best knights who forged in the heat of the battlefield hundreds of times, battle-hardened soldiers ! But this mission will be the toughest mission you will have accomplished no matter the cost.¡± - Amber said.
¡°The fate of Teyvat lies in your hands right now. If we fail, I have no choice but to put an end to the war.¡± - she continued.
¡°We don''t know a single weakness of them, and with their dominant power, we can''t stand any longer. Now, allow me to explain my strategy.¡±
Semork, he is the one of the Recon Squad, who was honored to be a knight. The tenacious and battle-forged had formed him an ace knight leader. Semork is the one of a kind, hard to find a man like him.
Semork came up with an idea when he read the map. ¡°I would suggest dividing us into three groups: observating, communicating, pioneering.¡±
¡°Why so?¡± - Amber asked.
¡°All I''ve seen so far is with their superior technology, they probably will detect where we are.¡±
¡°And we will be doomed if we been spotted !¡± - Elina said.
¡°That''s why we need a pioneer group, they will open for us a critical key.¡±
¡°And they need to be extremely good at stealth.¡± - Semork complaints. ¡°Who could it be?¡±
Amber confidently said: ¡°Let me.¡±
¡°You sure ?!¡± They exclaimed.
¡°Yes I am, I''ll take care of this.¡±
¡°G¨Cgood¡ Now Elina and him, me and ¡ Will be the rest.¡± Simork awkward with her decision, but anyhow she will be good, Amber is the first recon of Teyvat, the most experienced scout to be counted on. Despite the difficulty of the mission, she still chose the hardest work, ¡°Very well then¡ Good luck, Amber.¡±
Their plan has been rumored to the civilians, indeed they will not let them jump right into the hell for nothing, as they think so. Perhaps Amber tried her best to convince them, but anyhow they don''t care.
¡°Please ! Let us pass through ! I beg you !¡±
¡°No way Ms. Amber ! This is suicidal, how can us let you pass just like that !¡±
¡°Please¡¡±
The crowd started marching, pushing them back. ¡°Please ! Ms. Amber ! Please understand for us ! We don''t want you to risk your life !¡± - The crowd leader said.
¡°Tch. Everyone, run as fast as you can, through the crowd. Ain''t no time for this !¡± Amber shouted, and they started running.
They swiftly passed the crowd, and ran out of the castle.
They can do nothing but let them pass.
¡°... Ms. Amber, why are you be that way ?...¡±
They regrouped, and started their mission reconing the mysterious force!
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Far away, in the temporary camp of Germans.Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
¡°The beer just came at the right time to the party. I''m glad it did¡± ¨C G¨¹nter relieved. The support had patched the loss right on critical time, it is priceless ! Since the replenish will come frequently, they ¨C Lieutenant General, Chadrick and Schneider making discussion about the future plan.
¡°It will never be alright if our camp is always on the alarm.¡± ¨C G¨¹nter grunting.
He feels insecure with the current situation, when Teyvat puts them under pressure every minute, soon they will gain back morale, the surprise factor will vanish, and The Blitzkrieg tactics will fail hence.
¡°I need more scouts, forming a Recon Squad. In order to send them to the North Front.¡± ¨C G¨¹nter continues.
Although the situation seems fine, soon they will be just like the huge elephant fallen into the mud.
¡°The Germans us had almost conquered Russia by launching a surprise attack 4 years ago.¡± ¨C He said with a calming voice.
¡°Unfortunately, we missed the ultimate final takedown.¡±
He hummed quietly a song. ¡°I don''t know this strange feeling. But it gave me nostalgia for the Eastern Front that day.¡±
No need to say, Eastern Front veterans all suffered a pain that can never be described to words.
They went through hell, G¨¹nter has been to the front, day and night in Kiev, Moskow, Kursk before being sent to the Western Front last year.
¡°...¡±
¡°Well¡ Just let us back where we were.¡±
¡°... I think we need more protection for the convoys, it would be an end if they found out our convoys are extremely poorly armed.¡± ¨C Chadrick said.
¡°Agree¡± ¨C Schneider nodding. ¡°But what about the rations?¡±
¡°It is not the problem, for now. But we have to use it wisely.¡±
¡°Very well then¡ We caught insight into everything for now.¡±
But let''s just look on the bright side of life, they still have the upper hand against them.
¡°That''s all for today. You all can go now.¡±
But their day isn''t done yet, they still have a lot of work waiting for them.
Schneider maintained 7.5 cm Gebirgsgesch¨¹tz 36* artillery units. elaborately, he needs to check everything precisely, make sure all are working in perfect condition. He got a new job today, training those boys to operate artillery, at least they''re fast-learning, or at least better than he expected from Volksgrenadiers.
¡°Good performance today, but dreaming of replacing Ost Heer? Don''t make me laugh.¡±
Chadrick and his crew are repairing Panther Ausf F engines, they have not worked well recently although they were just sent.
¡°Fuck it ! Why can''t the engineers make it more reliable ! It just gets fucking worse !¡±
¡°Calm down dude. If you want reliable stuff why don''t you ask for Panzer III or IV instead of Panthers?¡± ¨C The crew man said.
¡°He''s right Chadrick, how about you keep working? If you stop fucking around, may us will finish it sooner.¡±
¡°Whatever you say.¡±
It''s another story of Schneider, who keeps complaining about his outdated artillery squads.
¡°PaK 97 just killed me, what an old-timey thing . But at least PaK 40 saved me, a light ray of hope¡±. Not a single day, he doesn''t grunt and complain about uncommon troubles he had.
¡°Fuck it ! But anyway, Misaki, report G¨¹nter that artillery squads are getting ready and steady.¡±
¡°Jawohl !¡±
¡°Our battalion will temporarily separate into 6 squads, each squad will have at least 10 soldiers. I need more protection for each of them, so in every team you will gain more men, to be specific, it will be¡¡±
He explained the new combat tactic. But anyhow, improving survivability by adding more men would be a strategy, but will it work? Pray for it.
¡°That''s all for now, everyone may go.¡±
They should have been well-prepared from the start, the blunder G¨¹nter had made slowed down the assault pace of the unit, the next challenge he was facing will not go easy with them anymore.
Tomorrow, they will be on the road to Mondstadt, hoping to capture the castle before it is too late.
¡°ACHTUNG ! Everything should be working perfectly, I will not accept a mistake, even the smallest one.¡±
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The moon, revealing, hangs high on the sky at sunset. The great flame colors of dusk feel like they are greeting them from a boundless distance.
Recon Squad successfully passed Germans¡¯ first line detection. They need to walk through the woods.
¡°Check your equipment, make sure your pack is tight.¡± ¨C Amber said.
¡°Everything seems good as I expected.¡±
¡°Yes ! Everything will be alright. Keep yourself awake, the night still young, tonight or never !¡±
¡°All right, shall we continue to our destination?¡±
By all of her willingness, she quietly shouted: ¡°Time, to, roll out !¡±
Long trails hiking will be a fun activity, you will lose yourself in beautiful nature, hear sounds that you never heard before in hustling bustling city. An incredible time.
And without being well-equipped.
Steep hill and sloppy stone made the trails worse than ever, the chilling mist started to fly low down the ground.
¡°Arrrghh ! What an idea to go this time !¡±
At least crossing the river would not be that bad, right?
They are all wet in the cold night, most of them caught a cold but Amber - who carried Flame Vision.
But everything has been, now they can see Emeric through spyglass.
¡°I can see them¡¡± Amber exclaims.
¡°Well yeah¡ But how come so blurry¡?¡±
They approach closer, after they find cover, the Recon Squad trying to see how they are.
¡°There he is, the uniform he is wearing¡ Is he a leader of them?¡± Amber whispered.
Semork asked for a spyglass.
¡°¡? Looks like he is giving the order.¡±
¡°The symbol on his helmet¡ Oh ?... He might be them ???¡±
¡°Who are they Ms. Amber ?¡±
¡°The mysterious force we skirmished !¡±
They are all surprised, indeed they knew the castle was under attack, but they were on duty the day it happened.
¡°We should report it to Ms. Jean !¡±
¡°No.¡± Amber said with a chill voice.
¡°I will finish him tonight.¡±
¡°Do you even know what you are talking about ? There''s an army there ! Amber !¡±
¡°But¡ He¡ That symbol¡¡±
¡°Stop it, Amber. You can''t put your emotions into the work.¡±
¡°We came here¡ After All¡ Not to see his hella face ! Don''t think about holding me back ! I will kill him at all costs ! ¡±
¡°Can''t you just stop !?¡± ¨C Azak said.
¡°We will be spotted if you guys continue like this.¡±
¡°We had an attempt, Azak, if we shot and missed, they couldn''t take enough time to pursue us inside the mist of the night.¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°... Whatever you say, well, cover Her then.¡± ¨C Semork reluctantly agreed.
¡°Very well then.¡±
The assassination attempt is planned, the hunter has found its prey, will it succeed?
Chapter 3.5.2 : Ambush !
The Recon Squad had reached the high ground above the camp, thanks to their excellency stealth, the looming danger surrounding the camp without a single attention.
Every step is like they are stepping toward hell, they can''t rewind back, they have gone too far, just now or never.
Schneider must pay for his sins tonight. Then peace will be established again on Teyvat, repentant, devil!
¡°Pay back my friends¡¯ lives, you devil.¡± Amber bending the bow. She bites lips, the strong emotions had blinded her, she knows nothing but to take revenge now.
Semork feeling wrong, he eases her: ¡°It''s so wrong if you put your emotions into the duty.¡±
¡°Shut up. You don''t know anything.¡±
The Sharpshooter when being provoked, their excellency precision will be vanished. They know nothing but to kill the target, the anger fooled them.
Amber knows it, but she can''t control it, she seems to be losing herself.
¡°Amber, we only have one chance, only once. Take it easy, let the only shot become a perfect shot.¡±
¡°...¡±
She puts down the bow, ¡°you''re right.¡± The stress had taken up her mind, and will be necessary to recover from it. ¡°Hmph, this will be the end of the line.¡±
She bends the bow, ¡°Back to hell, Devil !¡± She bends it hard, and lightly releases it.
¡°Twang !¡± A sharp sound pierced through the space, so lightly, yet so strangely hardened.
The time seems to have stopped right at the time she released, they can barely hear a whispering of the wind, a flickering of the firecamp.
¡°You will have to end here, devil of Teyvat.¡±
What you have done is unforgivable, repentant under hell, Emeric !
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¡°Emeric.¡±
Did someone call me?
¡°...¡±
It must be mistaken, or Deja vu? Where am I?
¡°Wake up, Emeric.¡±
Who is there? It is so uncomfortable.
¡°...?¡±
¡°Your fate. I can see it. Emeric.¡±
My fate? Who even you are? First off I''m here, in a void, then an anonymous beating around the bush about my fate. Ridiculous enough for me to tell my friends.
¡°So you don''t believe my presence? Emeric.¡±
Don''t be mistaken, you are probably out there, somewhere, I don''t know. I just have a single thought right now: Who are you?
¡°The arrow must have pierced your heart, a painful death.¡±
I''m just sorting documents. How come I was randomly dead like that?
¡°What a fool, thy faith religion¡¡±
I can''t put all my trustiness in a statue that couldn''t help me out, you know.
¡°Insolent ! Is that how humans communicate to superiors ?!¡±
Sorry if it offends your ego, ¡°Superior¡±.
¡°I don''t mind about it, anyhow, your fate will not be dealt with here.¡±
What does that even mean ? May I spend a minute translating ? I ain''t worried about fees or stuff.
¡°I will lend you a hand.¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°But it will go with one condition.¡±
That would be a deal for me, since it is about my life. Tell me your condition.
¡°I''ll supervise what you are doing.¡±
Just only that? Deal, no more words.
¡°Behold my blessing, thou faith.¡±
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Surprisingly, the arrow traveled through Emeric''s eyes, landed on the table he was working on.
¡°Ambush !!¡±
They raised the alarm.
Emeric still didn''t pull himself together, is it true? What just happened?
¡°So that moment¡¡± - He asked himself.
¡°... It was true !¡±
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They have been spotted. They couldn''t believe they missed the shot, this is the fatal mistake !
¡°Bang !¡± A precise Kar98k shot in the neck had taken Azak''s life.
¡°Azak !¡± - Amber horribly exclaims.
No way¡ He lost too much blood¡
¡°Damn it ! Retreat ! All retreat !¡± - Semork shouted.
¡°No¡ Fuck !¡± - Elaka takes up the bow, he''s about to make another shot.
¡°Gr¡¡± Adrenaline rush made him no fear death, but his silliness bravery had to pay off with the Stg-44''s magazine.
¡°Why can''t they be a coward once?¡±
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¡°Find them ! Don''t let the prey run too far away ! Their little game has ended ! ¡± - Schneider loudly shouted.
¡°Ya hear that, private.¡± - one soldier said, ¡°find them.¡±
Semork and Amber try to sneak out of the woods, their stealthiness is what they are excellent at.
They made it good, they can''t see them through the thick mist in the woods.
After a while, Schneider troops began to spread out in order to find Teyvat Recon Squad.
¡°You see it, Semork?¡± - Amber whispered. ¡°They split up.¡±
¡°But we can''t deal with them anyhow¡¡±
¡°We can eliminate each of them !¡± - Amber said with confidence.
¡°Have you lost your mind ???¡±
¡°But that''s the only way for us.¡±
¡°...¡± ¨C they began to find small vulnerable groups.
¡°We will flank them from both sides, only God could save them !¡±
Soon they find a group of two who looked inexperienced in combat.
¡°It''s about time !¡±
They reached them from behind. And ¡°pfoa !¡± The fire bursted wildly to his body.
¡°AHHH ! AHHHH !!! HELP ME !! AHH¡¡±
What a painful death, his body burning like a torch, soon the only thing left is his body burnt black. Semork, with his assassination instinct,has finished the other guy in one splash.
But soon, they were spotted by a headlight.
¡°SIE SIND HIER¡± - They shouted out loud. Damn it ! There''s no way to hide but to run back into the woods.
¡°We fell into the trap !¡± - Amber dispairs said.
Schneider has been well-prepared for this scenario, so it wouldn''t surprise him.
¡°Stielhandgranate ! Bereit !¡±
They seemed to have stopped and prepared something ? What is on their hand though ?
¡°Finally¡ We cut them off¡¡± - Amber relieves.
¡°I guess so¡ Ha ha¡¡±
¡°Throw ! ¡°
¡°???¡±
Her hunter instinct had raised her alarm, Amber swiftly ran out the spot. Unfortunately, she doesn''t have good night vision, the hand grenade has been too close.
The grenade blasted out, creating a massive explosion wave.
Amber knocked back to behind, her arm impacted the tree, it''s too hard ! She broke her arm.
Amber black out, she can''t see anything, it''s too dark, her arm, it can''t lift up anymore, where am I ? Why am I in this situation ? By all last power remnants, Amber whispered to Semork. ¡°... Help¡ Me¡ Semork¡¡±
He hesitates, then runs away. ¡°That¡ That''s what you deserved ! I can''t help you !¡± ¨C and he disappears in the fog.
¡°What a jerk !¡± ¨C She said, but she can do nothing for now, she is hopeless.
¡°Check them !¡± ¨C The Soldiers approached.
¡°A girl !?¡± - ¡°Well you know¡ Ha ha¡¡± ¨C He smirking.
¡°I know, I haven''t ¡®done it¡¯ for a long time.¡±
¡°Get off her !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter approaching.
¡°Bang !¡± He shot in the sky ¨C ¡°Get out ! You scumbags, that''s the corpse holy fuck !¡±
¡°Psh ! Whatever.¡±
¡°Where have you been ! Schneider !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter questioned him.
¡°My bad, G¨¹nter. I was checking the dead bodies count.¡±
¡°Somebody dead?¡±
¡°Two Volksgrenadiers, one burnt to death, one with a deep cut to the throat, blood loss to death hence.¡±
¡°She will be the third.¡± ¨C Schneider said. ¡°I saw her get blasted from a grenade, if she still survives, that would be a miracle.¡±
¡°Degen, check her.¡± ¨C G¨¹nter said.
He kneels down, preliminary checking her body.
He shook his head, ¡°She''s gone. I can do nothing.¡±
G¨¹nter feels heavy inside his heart, ¡°She should not have been involved in this meaningless war¡¡±
Suddenly, she coughing hard, gasping.
¡°Hey ! Degen ! Come back ! She''s still alive !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter shouted.
¡°What a blessing she had !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter thought, he didn''t see anybody survive after a grenade blow.
He checks again to make sure this time was right. ¡°... Impossible, how can she¡¡±
¡°First aid her !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter urges Degen.
¡°...¡±
¡°Is she alright ?¡± ¨C G¨¹nter worried. He has lived more than half a human life, he never had such a worry as this.
¡°Not really. She suffered a broken right arm, bruises and grenade shards had pierced deep inside her body.¡±
¡°Get her back to the camp ! Quick !¡±
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Everyone was surprised when G¨¹nter brought back a girl.
¡°Where was she G¨¹nter ? How did you see her ?¡± ¨C Hans curious.
¡°Not your business.¡±
They swiftly ran to a field medical camp.
¡°Make way ! Make way ! I need space to operate surgery.¡±
It''s a mess in her left arm, but with Degen hands, her ulna was grafted back in position.
¡°If she were on the Eastern Front, I would cut her arm off. This case wastes too much time.¡± ¨C Degen whispered.
¡°Don''t just say that.¡±
¡°Anyhow, she''s fine for now.¡±
G¨¹nter rushed inside, his mind had messed up.
¡°Is she fine ? Degen ?¡±
¡°Yes she is. But she needs time to recover, especially her right arm.¡±
¡°Thank you, Degen.¡±
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He feels nostalgic when seeing her face.
¡°How was my family ? Are they okay ?¡± ¨C He asked himself. It''s been a very long time since he reunited with family.
He always wishes to have a minute beside his daughter, when I come back, will she still recognize me? Or she forgot who her dad is?
¡°It''s been 4 years, isn''t it?¡±
4 years, he missed too much, the daughter must be grown up.
Allies rapidly bombing, will my home be safe? I hope so.
I can''t protect them, even if they are already in my sight, what a pity¡
He wipes away tears on Amber''s eyes, she must have suffered tons of tragedies too. Oh young girl, just like my daughter, I will not and never let my princess on the battlefield, no matter what.
Amber suddenly woke up. G¨¹nter startled.
¡°What are you doing !!¡±
¡°Oh calm, calm down girl.¡±
She struggled hard, ¡°Who are you ?! Let me go ! Or are you on the devil side like him ?!¡±
¡°Jeez, just chill, I didn''t do anything !¡±
Schneider heard Amber''s voice, he ran into the camp.
¡°What happened ?¡±
She saw Schneider, her anger raised up.
¡°You !! You devil is here too !? I will kill you !!¡± She screams loudly.
¡°At least be nice to me, or else my sharp sword won''t be gentle to you.¡±
¡°You bet ! Devil !¡±
He took off Katana, threatening her, ¡°be silent, or I''ll make you silent forever.¡±
¡°The fuck where it comes from ? Inazuma ? The devil you stole from Inazuma ?!¡±
He confused, ¡°who the fuck is Inazuma ?¡±
¡°You know it, don''t you ?¡± Schneider asks, ¡°If you know then, see you on the other shore !¡±
¡°Stop !¡± ¨C G¨¹nter shouted. ¡°That''s enough !¡±
¡°... Aye aye Kommadant, very well then, count yourself lucky, little girl.¡±
¡°You are a commander ?!¡±
He nodded, ¡°Call me G¨¹nter.¡±
¡°G¨¹nter. You commanded them to massacre my friends ?¡±
What if I say yes, little girl ? Will you accept it ?
4 years ago, by my own hand I commanded them to burn villages by villages, without any hesitation.
I saw the children crying while forced to get on the truck.
2 years ago, in my eyes, Polish children I knew not so long ago were killed in front of me. I can do nothing to save them.
Months ago, allied bombing had killed everyone in my old town.
I wonder why I was not there¡
I''m sorry.
G¨¹nter desperately starred in the void, ¡°yes, yes I am.¡±
She bursted tears, hit him with the other arm, ¡°Why ?!? Why !!?... Why you¡¡±
She sat there, crying with a broken voice, ¡°I hate you¡ sniff¡¡±
This image, why is it so strangely familiar ? Haven''t I seen this before ?
That child. Must be her.
¡°I¡¯m sorry for your loss, but I need you to calm down first and hear me.¡± ¨C G¨¹nter put down Amber''s hand,
¡°Sniff¡ Sniff¡¡± ¨C She''s sobbing.
¡°Let me introduce my name again, my name is G¨¹nter, Commander of the 1st Wehrmacht Panzer Division.¡±
She hesitates for a while, but she still chose to trust him, ¡°Amber, The Knight of Favonius.¡±
¡°Knights Of Favonius ? What force is it ?¡±
¡°You don''t know ?¡±
¡°No idea.¡±
¡°That''s one the forces of Mondstadt - the city you had attacked several days ago.¡±
¡°I see.¡±
Then he continues, ¡°By the way, you little girl want something to eat ?¡±
¡°Sure, and don''t call me ¡®little girl¡¯.
He stood up and grabbed her a bread, which confused her. Didn''t he come to Mondstadt to invade ? Then why did he treat her that way ?
¡°... So. Where you come from, G¨¹nter.¡±
He stared at the sky, and lost into the thousands of stars sparkling at midnight. ¡°Very far away, where we are also having war.¡±
¡°So why did you attack Mondstadt ?!¡±
¡°Your architecture is similar to our enemy.¡±
¡°Really ??¡±
¡°Yes, really.¡±
¡°Do our architecture really like them ?..."
¡°...¡±
¡°...¡±
?The interrogation? ended when they both were tired. What an unforgettable night, when tomorrow comes, tonight might be just like a dream that quickly passed.
¡°I''m tired, can you just go back to your camp ?¡±
¡°If I do so, that guy who threatened you in the evening will come up again and there will be a mess.¡±, he continues, ¡°Oh. And that guy''s name is Emeric, just in case you are curious.¡±
¡°... Got it, I will allow you to stay with me.¡±
¡°Take it easy little girl.¡±, he giggled.
¡°Hey ! I said don''t call me ¡®little girl¡¯ !¡±
¡°Aye aye captain.¡±
¡°Isn¡¯t it weird if a man and a woman sleep together ?¡±
She''s just like a big size version of my daughter, you are so vulnerable in this cruel world, Amber.
¡°I already have a family, your day-dream may end here.¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°But whatever you say, Amber, good night sleep tight.¡±
¡°... Yeah, you too.¡±
What a night to remember, everything just happened in a single day, tomorrow will be marked the 6th day since they came to Teyvat. Their adventure is still going on, every madness will be revealed.
Chapter 3.3 : Payback!
Amber now has been a prisoner of war, detained in G¨¹nter''s camp. About Semork, after he abandoned her, the pursuit still continues through the night, until the dawn comes up and the Wehrmacht is too tired to catch the mice. Despite fierce pursuit from the mysterious forces, Semork had fled back to Mondstadt successfully.
Semork hastily ran back to the castle, perhaps his presence should not have been here by this time. The guards stepped forward, formed their spear to the ¡°X¡± shape and stopped him.
¡°The recon mission dispatched lasted for 2 days, how come your presence is here?¡±, the guard asked.
Semork is confused, he has no clue to talk with Them right now.
The other guard went on, ¡°Answer us, Semork. Where are Amber, Ezak and Elaka? You deserted the quest?¡±
Semork gasping, ¡° Let''s talk later, not this time, you odds, let me in, now.¡±
This response is no different from provoking them, one of them become angry, ¡°Where the fuck is Amber and the rest! Answer me!¡±
He pretended to be sympathetic, and bursted into tears, ¡°They¡ They are all gone¡¡±
They were dumbfounded, the guards went mad at Semork.
¡°Pardon?! What the fuck on Earth is this response?¡±
They took down Semork, force him to spit the truth, ¡°You fucker! Tell me where they are!¡±
He tried to catch his breath, with a broken voice, he answered. ¡°I said already, I had nothing to make this up!¡±
¡°Lie!¡±
¡°They all died! Look at my injuries! That came from the bomb explosion!¡±
¡°...¡±, they mused.
¡°Azak and Elaka were lying down for us, Amber¡ She¡¡±
¡°What happened to her?¡±
¡°... The bomb explosion had taken her life.¡±
The guards feel emotional by his words, ¡°You can go now.¡±, then they set free him.
¡°What a day to hear stunning news¡¡±
What a cunning person he is! Lied without hesitation. He was a jerk to save his own life, abandoning Amber.
¡°Follow me, Semork. To Jean''s office, the captain would like to have several words with you.¡±
When he pulled the door, everyone in room welcomed him back as their hero, ¡°Semork, you made it back!¡± Elena ran in to him, ¡°I miss you so much¡±, she whispered.
She enthusiasticly asked, ¡°Where''s the Recon Squad?¡±
He went to silent.
Perhaps the intelligence had predicted arduous for them to come back, but no one could prepare to face life deprivations in front of their eyes.
Semork, with "miserable¡± and ¡°rueful¡±, he realizes that his ¡°behaviors¡± will never be forgivable.
¡°They¡ Ah¡¡±, Semork diffident mumbling.
¡°You should tell us more about what happened, Semork.¡±, Jean said with a rigid voice.
Conceivably how desperate Jean is, she can only reprimand herself to dispatched Amber and others to a mission that they will never be accomplished.The narrative has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.
¡°...¡±, Eula held hands tightly, bursted to anger, she used the livid to ease up the pain inside her heart.
Diluc, still, the emotionless face, he steps beside the window, it would be better to just let him there.
But Noelle was not brave enough to face that brutal reality, she bursted to tears, her mourn echoed to all the corners in the office.
¡°¡¡± Jean sighed, ¡°How come I can believe that Amber and my other friends suddenly left me behind?¡±, she sobbed, but still went on, ¡°Only if I could turn back time, just only¡ If I can¡¡±
A stalwart knight should never show their weakness or fatigue in front of anyone. Is it true? I am not a knight, or maybe I am just a dishonored dispatcher who pushes everyone to death?
I am not Jean anymore, she is only the past.
That night, Semork still drinking at a local pub, the drunk lost in illusion himself, his mouth wide enough to tell everyone in the pub that Amber is dead.
Quickly it spread to every corner in Mondstadt.
{Currently, at G¨¹nter''s camp}
On the morning of the Sixth day, they organized a memorial for the bravery of Mondstadt knights and unfortunate comrades who will never see the dawn rising again. May rest in peace.
¡°ACHTUNG!!¡±, G¨¹nter strictly cried.
The formation synchronizes stomp on the ground.
¡°What we have learned from them is bravery, the tenacity, and the stalwarts they showed to us. Lest we forget today.¡±
¡°Ich hatt¡¯ eine Kamerade." performing while they start to take the bodies toward their graves.
G¨¹nter sorrowing, ¡°It''s been 4 years since I was promoted to General Lieutenant. 4 years¡ I saw a lot of things that I didn''t want to see¡ A lot¡ Alot of them.¡±
¡°That''s my fault, I didn''t accomplish my role as a general.¡±, Scheider ruefully reprimanded himself.
The soldiers standing in the line took off their helmets, put it to the chest to pay respect to them.
¡°May tomorrow, everything comes to an end, so they can rest peacefully.¡±
Amber peeks out of the tent, and finds that her friends are also buried with respect. That behavior made her admire G¨¹nter''s army attitude, no matter who they are fighting, humans are humans, humanitarianism must be priority first!
¡°... What are you doing! Those uninvited guests must not be buried with our soldiers!¡±
¡°Be quiet! They are human like us, Emeric. Order is an order!¡±
Schneider went mad, he looked at Amber.
¡°You whore! You did sleep with him to let him bury your ¡®friends¡¯ with my soldiers?! Arrrghh!¡±, he took off his katana and charged Amber.
¡°Schneider !!¡± He shouted loudly. ¡°I ORDER you to put your katana back while the memorial is still performing!¡±
¡°...¡± He stopped, and went silent.
¡°You had spent all your luck just for today. Little girl.¡±, he looked back with a death stare, ¡°one more time, and the whore like you can''t escape from me.¡±
Hans Has nothing to say to him, ¡°Who touched his rice bowl?¡±
¡°Not me.¡±
¡°No idea.¡±
When ¡°The uninvited guest¡± bodies made their way to the burial place, G¨¹nter had shed his first tear for the foreigners.
¡°How long has it been, I¡¯m crying¡?¡±
That makes Amber feel a special emotion to this person.
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They said, the final destination always has something that makes us in limbo.
That''s not from the emotion, that''s from the bond they made together when they are still alive.
I can feel it, I can feel it really deep.
We are one of a kind irreplaceable, you are the only I had, I am the one you feel you safety with.
When I got so blind, you faded away, in oblivion.
I want to feel in the dark with you again.
I want to explore the grass green steppe with you, where no one talks about.
And do so as we, please.
I want to see your face, again.
But I can never feel the same as that day.
¡°Amber?¡±
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G¨¹nter patted her head, ¡°Hope you can get through this.¡±
¡°... You like my head that much? Stop patting me!¡±
¡°Haha, you always make me remind my daughter.¡±
¡°Do I look like your daughter?¡±
¡°I have told you, you are really close to my girl.¡±
G¨¹nter continues, ¡°alright. Let''s head back to the camp, I got some jobs today.¡±
¡°Schneider!¡± G¨¹nter cried.
¡°Ja, about to privemand me?¡±
¡°Nein, let''s not talk about it.¡±
¡°Then?¡±
¡°Mobilize your artillery to the point I specified.¡±
¡°Jawohl!¡±
Schneider felt excited, ¡°Come on, boys. We have a field trip today!¡±
¡°What a Schneider¡¡± The boy whispered while pulling artillery out of the camp.
{In Mondstadt}
¡°How dare they! We must take revenge for Amber!¡±
¡°Objection! It''s enough to risk another talented person.¡±
¡°We shall never let the tyrants do whatever they want!! Who wants to go with me?¡±, the soldier shouted.
¡°Me!¡±, the crowd simultaneously excitedly responded.
¡°Grab all you have! People! If you have rake! Use rake! If you have a spear! Use spear! We swear to die to drive out the tyrants!¡±
The crowd cheered heartily.
¡°All stop, that''s enough!¡± Jean strictly shouted, she steps through the crowd.
¡°Jean! You sinner!¡±, the peasant cried.
¡°I am¡ What?¡±
¡°You spineless! You let them out there! Massacre our friends!¡±
The others defamatory her. ¡°That''s true!¡±, ¡°He was right, Jean!¡±
¡°You dispatched Amber and other battle-hardened veterans, your words were ¡°find their weakness¡±, nevertheless! You pushed them to death without hesitation!¡±
The crowd gets angry. The peasants is out of control! Their anger had filled up from a long time ago, now it burted out, the first victim is Jean and her government!
Chapter 3.5.4 : Deadly accuracy
Operation Citadel ended up with the withdrawal from the 1st Panzer Division, the mission breakthrough fortification didn''t accomplish due to valiant resistance of Mondstadt defenders and a surprise new factor on the battlefield: Magicals.
Nevertheless, their stunning success at the first day attack of the operation had made Mondstadt fall into a passive position, they couldn''t easily replenish in a short time.
"The surprise attack we did was unpredictable, we gained the upper hand right in the first day of the operation." - G¨¹nter triumphantly said.
"However, magicals factor interfered, and it saved Mondstadt right in front of our eyes."
Currently, G¨¹nter and his generals couldn''t find a way to deal with the magicals Mondstadt had. It''s like a trump card revealed from both sides in the first move, G¨¹nter''s army had suffered heavy losses, and Jean''s army also had to hesitate in counterattack.
"What we need now is..." - G¨¹nter lowered his voice abnormally, "... Waiting for them to attack us."
He has his own reason, G¨¹nter''s Headquarter located on the hill, behind it is the forest, in front of it is the empty steppe. With that terrain, he can easily neutralize any attack waves with his impressive arsenal.
He knows that the Mondstadt will operate a counterattack soon, they have no reason to not pursuit a low morale army with weak resistance.
"That''s too risky! Lieutenant General!" - Schneider said.
"Mobilize the artilleries to both flanks, wait for your show I prepared."
"But..."
"Order is order, are you skeptical about my command?"
"No, sir."
"Then go."
Schneider reluctantly obeyed, he nodded, and turned his back to G¨¹nter. He walked outside, gaining his artillery troops.
"Attention all of the artillery squads! We got a new job today!"
His strategy is to toll the artillery up to the hill, where in front of the forest, that position will give him great range view and open-space for his elite artillery. If the situation goes rough, they can retreat back to the forest and call the tank corps to support below.
"Squad 2 and 3 will be deployed at the right flank, my squad will be at your left. Without magic support, their motley force with a shattered army which we defeated not too long ago will make this mission not even more than your anti-infantry exercise."
He continues: "Nevertheless, do not be triumphant, we don''t know if they still have any surprises for us."
The command had given, artillery was tolling up by the halftracks, perhaps, what he was skeptical about is not about the command, but the mystery factor that he can''t explain since he has been here.
"That God... He must be watching me...?"A case of theft: this story is not rightfully on Amazon; if you spot it, report the violation.
"..." - only the rustle of leaves sounded.
He might get it.
"That''s the last artillery, Lieutenant General ."
"..."
"Lieutenant General?"
He suddenly was pulled back to reality.
"Yes."
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The angry crowd is more aggressive when Jean and her knights didn''t do anything when they received Amber''s death report. They stepped out onto the street, joined the rebellion against Jean.
"This can''t be accepted!"
"Jean you sinner! Your Knights and you have no affection for your hero''s sacrifice for Mondstadt?!"
They started to storm to the main castle, where Jean''s office was located. The crowd began with pursuing the guards, then violently occuring, which began to chaos when the watchers and the guards couldn''t control angry civilians. It became chaotic until the Chief of Staff Guerilla Force Eula repressed the situation.
"Calm down my Civilians! What made you this way?"
"You asked us? Asked Jean! Why can''t she fight back the invaders, is she letting us die out there?"
"No! You all get it wrong!"
She tried to explain to folks, but it seems like the conversation heats up by the time ticked.
"Eula! If you or Jean or any Knights of Favonius can''t fulfill the responsibility to protect Mondstadt, we will do that by ourselves!"
"But outside is dangerous, you can''t..."
"Say no more!"
The crowd turned back to Eula, and marched toward the gate. With rake and sword, with spear and bow, they, with highest morale, are marching on.
"Eula! What Happened?" - Jean walked from upstairs to the ground.
She tiredly said: "They decided to go and beat the mysterious forces on their own."
It was too late to convince the people to turn back, She can do nothing, they have gone too far.
Whether the circumstances we are in, we shall not step back, we fight for Mondstadt, we fight for Teyvat, as they shout while marching, the motley army group formed with peasants, guards and regular soldiers.
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"Here they come!"
"Everyone! Prepare! Prepare!!"
They quickly gave up everything, rushed to the artillery. High Explosive Shell hastily loaded into the gun, perhaps its tank penetration is not considerable, but since it''s vulnerable group infantry, the dominant lethality is shown off in this unfairness game.
They get closer, the Mondstadt army is in an ideal distance for artillery strike, Schneider looks down, he can sense the stalwart will from each soldier.
"Soon I and my excellency squads will shatter them without mercy..."
Schneider put his goggles down, slightly nodding to his men.
"All set lads. Your exercise officially started."
In an instant, loads of artillery fired, blasting waves blowing the grass below, a dazzling shiny light struck the sky, and fell down the ground like meteors, 7.5cm guns tilling the ground hard. The Mondstadt army was heavily surprised by those strikes.
Without hesitation, the second waves pour down the ground, and the third, rapidly until they no longer survive.
"I knew it... This will not go to anywhere." - Eula and the knights secretly watched behind them.
One of the Favonius Knights spoke: "We shall do something now. We can''t let it go."
Eula took out her weapon, charged toward.
"A threat comes. Focus on her."
An honor of Favonius Knights isn''t just nominal, she ingeniously dodged all of the artillery fires and ran to Schneider spot.
"Cover! Take Cover!"
She hopped up, easily evaded pistol firing, heavily charged broadsword, by all her will, Eula slashed down Schneider. He can sense death is coming to him just a moment before it slashed to his chest.
"The destination... Hmph..."
Who is there? He asked himself.
"The Destinated One, your journey must be in front of your eyes, can you sense It?"
I can feel it in my heart.
"Believe in miracles, and the miracles will come true."
The voice continues: "Perhaps, if my miracle comes unconditionally, you will not feel it. I have to purge you, I will take part in your will, that is the will of triumphant."
Suddenly, he dragged back to reality, the shells fell off when she swung down the sword. That makes her distracted, taking advantage, Schneider swiftly kicks her back.
"So you must be their captain?"
He ignored it, cautiously asking: "... You must be the Favonius Knight?"
"No matter, this is the end of the line, your sins shall be judged by here."
The soldiers shouted: "Don''t think about it, lady." - they pulled out Luger.
"Put that back, lads."
They were confused, "What did you say?"
"Put that back, my judgment shall be here, right now."
"Very well then." - Eula whispered.
Chapter 3.5.5 : Master the hill !
¡°Very well then.¡± ¡ª Eula pulls out her great sword, pointing at Schneider.
The Leader of Favonius Knights, a fearless and stalwart knight that was hardened by bloody battles, in front of her is a Valiant Samurai ¡ª from the otherworld, who had been raised up by discipline and tenacity, an excellency of The Empire.
Her fearful temperament is undeniable, Schneider and his men can sense her wills to fight to death. Predators will only drop their sword when it or the prey is dead, only one can step out this hill, just thinking about it makes him more excited than ever.
He slightly pulled out his traditional sword ¡ª the Katana ¡ª which is smaller and thinner than Eula''s great sword.
¡°I can''t understand how that heavy and unreliable sword can help you.¡± ¨C He mildly said.
¡°That unreliable sword is about to pierce through your chest.¡± ¡ª She smacked the back of the sword down the ground, creating a stern warning noise.
He smirked, taunting Eula, and attached the sword on his gun simultaneously, that is Karabiner 98K* ¨C The field modification made only for him.
¡°Now! Let''s see what your sword can do! Haha.¡±
Schneider lifts up the gun, pointing right on her head. His finger is holding tight the trigger.
¡°Disadvantage yourself by attaching it on a wooden stick? What a fool.¡±
Without saying a word, he shot steadfastly, immediately caught Eula off guard, but she had proven that she is not his prey in the feast, in an instant Eula parried it by sword.
Her supernatural reaction made everyone think about her in another way, Schneider started hesitating, sweating while finding a way to deal with this woman. He gulps, pulling back the bolt, the hot shell being clicked out the ejection port, ready for the next shot.
The shell caught Eula attention.
¡°How dirty you are, have to use a hidden arrow in a duel?¡±
¡°You are in my game, my rules.¡±
He shook his head, then looked up to her face with a provoke smile. Suddenly, he took off Amber''s vision.
¡°Your friend you say? Now she''s in my hand! Hahaha.¡± ¡ª He laughed triumphantly.
¡°What¡?¡±
¡°Friend reunion, huh? Glad you met this whore in another form.¡±
¡°You. You killed her!!¡±
¡°And?¡± ¡ª He threw it down the ground, and shattered it with a stomp. In fact it was just a mockup Vision made by crystal with high details accuracy, his purpose was to provoke the enemy in case he met them.
¡°You¡¡±
She was held back so many times, what is the point of holding it back? When my friends died in front of my eyes, she asked herself deep in the soul.
Her patience is waning, she reached her limits, the mission survey the strength of the mysterious force will go into the trash bin, seems this time another life she must take aways is here.
¡°That''s enough!¡±
Eula suddenly sped up the battle pace, charged towards Schneider with a heavy strike.
¡°Hugh!¡± ¡ª he struggled to parry the attack, it seems clear he doesn''t have a chance to her in one on one.
¡°Fool! How long have you relied on technology? Where''s your knight spirit!¡±
Eula repeatedly struck down him a series of unbearable blows, he can only passively defend in hopelessness. This is the first time Schneider feels he will get a bloody defeat.
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What goes around, comes around. He lost balance, and fell down the ground one leg. Without a mistake, she knocked the gun out of his hand, strictly kicked Schneider off.
¡°Without Vision, you are nothing.¡± ¡ª Eula pointed her great sword to his throat.
¡°You¡ Bastard! Who the fuck are you!¡±
¡°That doesn''t matter now, I like to play with my toy for some more.¡±
She picks up Schneider¡¯s gun, and throws it to him.
¡°Pick it up.¡±
He took it, aggressively running toward her, thrusting the bayonet. But to Eula, Schneider is too slow to catch up to her.
¡°Is that how the knight fights? How disappointing.¡±
He fell into the way he goes, he blindly attacked her without knowing anything. Schneider turned himself into a wild animal rather than a solemn officer, which made his men couldn''t say a word.
¡°What a stubborn you are¡± ¡ª Eula swiftly evades every attack, and counters him simultaneously. She lowered body, slash a line on his belly precisely, too close to suffer severe damage, but too slight to death.
He growls painfully, holding his stomach while lying on the ground. Watching him suffering in pain made an adrenaline rush faster through her blood, a true predator will never let its prey flee, she casted frost spell, froze his feet.
¡°Arrgghh! Bitch! You jerk! How many dirty tricks you still have!¡± ¡ª he said with an out of breath tone.
Eula went silent, she lifted the sword overhead, that sharp blade reflects shiny on high, like it''s dazzling. The judgment shall end up here, with the sinner ¡ª Schneider will have to payback for what he did.
¡°You can''t run from me, devil!¡±
In that critical moment, she didn''t notice that the artillery had been aimed at her. That blunder happened because she ignored the artillery squads earlier, or in other way, she underestimated them, now it turned against her.
¡°Fire!¡±
Too late, she couldn''t evade that 75mm shell precisely fired to her spot. She difficulty parried it, but High Explosive doesn''t give Eula a chance. The explosion caused her to be critically injured, she tried to balance herself, but the body didn''t obey her order, and fell down to the ground.
¡°Gotcha! Haha!¡± ¡ª Schneider hardly stood up.
¡°Good job my boys! Now let''s end her suffering.¡±
His silhouette revealed through the smoke, he leisurely comes to Eula''s body, emotionlessly thrust his bayonet through her stomach, the fresh blood wet all her clothes..
¡°Now, who''s winning the game? Bitch!¡±
Miraculous, she''s still conscious, that woman trying to stand up, but keeps falling.
¡°I''ll not let you harm them¡ Anymore!¡±
He throws the sword to her, triumphantly said:
¡°Do it.¡±
¡°What?¡±
¡°Disembowelment.¡±
Eula stares at the sword, hesitating.
¡°This is your last respect I gave to you. Woman.¡±
She refused, her spirit doesn''t let her suicide. The promise protecting Mondstadt at all cost, even if they lost their life, can''t break it in any circumstances, the Favonius Knights will always keep the chin up above the sword, rather than bow down the head in front of the enemy.
The end of the regiliant knight tragedy ended. She can see her journey from a young girl, to a battle, to the honor, and today, Schneider lifts his bayonet, no hesitation stab through her throat.
In her last seconds in this world, she thinks about her comrades, her friends, and what she regrets. The film running fast through her eyes, what a journey to remember, she thinks.
¡°Jean, you''re still late as always.¡±
Schneider pulls back his bayonet from her throat, and kicks her down.
¡°May The Gods protect Mondstadt.¡±
Why do I never feel as beautiful as today?
¡°Eula!!¡±
Jean hastily runs out of the forest. She made it, but too late.
¡°Oh? Another whore who finds death?¡±
¡°What have you done to Eula!¡±
He looks to the soulless body down his feet.
¡°So this bitch named Eula, I see. I killed her, what a tough girl huh?¡±
¡°You¡¡±
¡°I don''t have to play, artillery, fire!¡±
Immediately 75mm roaring, but The Knights of Favonius isn''t an easy deal, in a flick of feather, she appears in front of Schneider, and her sword was pierced through his belly.
¡°I''ll not go as easy as Eula.¡± ¡ª Jean whispered.
Quickly, Schneider pushed her back, but wounds over wounds had killed him slowly. He was hardly standing, sweating and lost his sight.
¡°I see, you reached your limit.¡±
¡°You¡ You think¡ That¡ Cough¡ Cough¡± ¡ª he coughed blood.
Schneider can sense that the sins are crawling on his back, and he may not get through today.
¡°I''ll get revenge for Eula.¡±
Jean knocked him down, pulled her sword out, the end was very near to him.
But suddenly, the engines roared louder and louder, that came toward them.
¡°Reinforcement, reinforcement! They are here! Haha!¡±
¡°That¡ That monster!¡± ¡ª Jean surprised.
Panther ausf F joined the party, and pointed the gun to her.
¡°Tch! You''re lucky today!¡±
She let him go, picked up Eula and disappeared into the wind.
¡°Are you okay, Major General?!¡±
¡°Kuro? I''m good, all good.¡±
¡°I''ll send forces to pursuit them, my General.¡±
¡°You don''t need to.¡±
¡°But¡¡±
¡°I said you don''t need to.¡±
¡°... Alright then, I''ll carry you to the field hospital.¡±
¡°I''m not a handicap, fool. I can do it myself.¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°Pick up that sword to the camp, I''ll investigate it later.¡±
¡°Yes, sir.¡±
Although squads on the road offered to take him to the camp by their vehicle, he still chose walks back to the camp.
The time he made it to the gate of the camp, G¨¹nter ran to him with worriness.
¡°The hell? What happened to you?¡±
¡°All¡ Good my friend¡¡±
He showed him Eula''s sword.
¡°You skirmish with them?¡±
Amber ran out, and saw the blood tainted sword on Kuro''s hand.
¡°Isn¡¯t that¡? What did you do to her?¡±
Schneider turns to Amber, patting her head with his bloody hand.
¡°Don''t worry, little girl. She will be fine.¡±
¡°I can''t trust you, what have you done to her?¡±
Schneider breathed heavily, went silent, he slowly lost consciousness due to blood loss, and fell down the ground after that.
¡°Major General?!¡±
¡°Hey!¡±
¡°Bring him to emergency! Quick!¡±
Chapter 4 : Aftermath
The fierce battle in Belorussia is still continuing, Kayutsa ¡ª Russian muse who sings deadly chores day and night, tilling the enemy frontline relentlessly, Operation Bagration passed its sixty cruel nights.
The generals despairing, the frontline is on the collapse brink, ¡°The disastrous defeat in Kursk last year has put an end to the empire!¡± ¡ª as they said.
¡°Two years ago our headspear was thrusted to the Kremlin''s throat, so close to a parade day in Moscow, but yet so far to completely knock them down. How ironic, ¡®The victory before Christmas¡¯ line is nothing more than a blatant lie.¡±
As Germans fighting morale shattered, the tenacious spirit of the Red Army is higher than ever. They vowed to their Motherland: ¡°We shall die on our dearest land, no matter what. The Red Army will not stop advancing toward the enemy until Berlin is completely destroyed.¡±
How do they stop them? That was questionable. They stumbled on the stairs to the bell on the Kremlin, and fell down the iced ground, drowned in their own blood in Stalingrad ¨C which was an unconquerable city as they rumored, again miserably defeated in Kursk. Now they are standing against them, weakly resisting the dominant blows from the unyielding regiliant soldiers from the East.
Their time has ticked, and it comes.
G¨¹nter hastily ran to the radio station, as he received an emergency announcement. He stepped inside, where there were crowded radiomen working at excellency.
¡°The Supreme Command had given us a call?¡±
That radioman turned to him, ¡°Yes, yes they were. Our frontline had requested support from all fronts immediately, especially to dispatch to Army Group Center¡¯s battlefield.¡±
He smashed the table, grunted and whispered something.
¡°We¡ We¡¡±
Suddenly he looked up at the radioman, ¡°That''s¡ Fine! The Supreme Command will find a way to replenish the losses. As we did last year!¡±
What a cursed lie I''ve told, he said himself.
The Army Group Center is clearly collapsed in front of all generals eyes. If they continue this, the Army Group Center might be erased! Or it did already, The Master of Defensive Doctrine ¨C Model could not save the battle, then who could? What a bloody defeat!
The Soviets advanced day to night, restlessly eliminating our fortifications. K?nigberg is in danger! Poland is being threatened directly! The war could not be worse!
¡°I can sense it¡ The end of our Great War is coming to an end.¡±
Germany''s fate is in every generals hands, they can sense their life on the line. Perhaps, after those long years, the greatest war is against ourselves, they realized. The Wehrmacht¡¯s belief started to shake, it''s ready to drop straight down since the SS ¨C the upper class self declaration taking more power.
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The Mondstadt people started regretting not hearing Jean''s words. They stand no chance against that Otherworld''s Force, what happened that day is unforgettable.
Corpses that can''t be treated are laying down on the ground, the face is covered by a white veil, withering alone in the corner of the city, screaming and moaning from the injured people can be heard from a distance. The city had turned upside down in only several months!Enjoying the story? Show your support by reading it on the official site.
¡°Eula¡! We are almost there!¡±
¡°Eula! Eula! What happened!¡± ¨C Noelle ran to Jean ¨C who carried Eula at the back.
¡°Noelle! There''s no time to explain by now!¡± ¡ª she ran across Noelle.
Jean hastily ran to the Alchemist''s house, he''s the only one who can bring her back to life ¡ª who is also stressed with papers and potions.
¡°Come on cat! Can! You! Stop!¡±
He is busy with his own work, the alchemist is not for an amateur. His cat makes it harder by tearing all his work into waste papers.
¡°Alchemist!¡±
He grumblingly answered: ¡°Who''s there! I''m busy! Tomorrow please!¡±
¡°Alchemist! Please! Eula is in danger!¡±
¡°Hmph?¡±
He opened the door, seeing Jean was carrying Eula ¡ª who was critically injured and bloody. He was panicking, he had never seen Eula nor anyone been this badly wounded.
¡°Jean! Eula, what made her into this!?¡±
¡°The Mysterious Force! They attacked her!¡±
¡°Bring her inside! Quick!¡±
Every second passed, the more she came closer to death. As the Alchemist diagnosed, she suffered internal bleeding and was wounded, a very deep cut in the stomach, blood loss intensely in critical spot, which was difficult to treat.
¡°... I have never seen any person who can still survive after all of this¡ This is such a miracle.¡±
He started medical treatment. Even though The alchemist had used every upper class medical herbs ¨C pureed Windwheel Aster for ease pain, Silk Flower powder to disinfect and faster recovery.
¡°Cleaned Snapdragon will stimulate the recovery of damaged skin.¡±
He started bandaging her with disinfectant rags, this would help her recover well.
¡°What on Earth the monster had you and Eula skirmishes? I can not imagine how strong it is.¡±
¡°That''s hard to say¡¡±
¡°... Mhm, I see, ingredients from Elements creatures can also help her injuries.¡±
Everything seems going well, the wounded stop bleeding, Eula respiratory is stable. But suddenly, she spits out blood and hardens coughing.
¡°Cough¡ Cough¡¡±
Jean panicking, Lift up her head.
¡°What''s wrong! Eula!¡±
¡°Ms. Jean, this is the side-effect of herbs, don''t worry.¡±
¡°...!¡±
Diluc entered inside, he had no clue what happened, but his hot-tempered personality assumed right away that the old man tried to harm Eula.
¡°What are you doing old man!¡± ¨C he approached the Alchemist, intending to push him out of Eula''s body reach.
¡°What are you doing! Mr. Diluc!¡±
¡°Don''t be silly! Are you trying to harm her!?¡±
¡°No! Mr. Diluc! She got critically injured from the battle, please! Let me treat her wounds!¡±
He turned back, indeed her body was covered with alot of injuries. Diluc heavily breathed, and went outside.
The Alchemist shaking: ¡°Please Ms. Jean, Mr. Diluc, I know what I''m doing. Pardon me but can you two go outside for a while? I''ll call you back once I''m finished with my job.¡±
They went silent, but proceeded to go out.
He long inhaled, highly focused on the important preparing herbs. He slowly picked up the ingredients, pouring the Whopperflower Nectar liquid into the bowl, mixed up with Ley Line powders. Created the secret herbs that can cure a hundred diseases.
¡°All will be good¡¡±
The alchemist tries to calm down, his excellency skill is still there, as long as he''s still breathing, and his heart still beating. She coughed blood again, which made him panic, he had to rush! No place for mistakes this time.
¡°Hope this helps you, Eula¡¡±
He successfully mixed the ingredients, all things are set.
¡°May Barbatos bless me¡¡±
He applies the mixed herbs on Eula''s skin, simultaneously casting the spell. He began to lift up his middle finger and index finger, and whispered the spell.
Magically, her body feels purified, as the cool water runs through her heart. But his soul is unstable when reading longer, making the spell ineffective.
Her eyes are losing sight, her limbs weakened, Eula lost consciousness.
¡°H¡ªhey, what happened¡!¡±
Feeling something wrong, they approached inside.
¡°What have you done!¡±
Diluc angrily strangles the Alchemist.
¡°That¡ Was¡ Just a part of medical treatment¡ What the hell are you doing¡!¡±
¡°Shut up! Old man!¡±
He squeezed it tighter.
¡°Argh¡ Huh¡¡±
¡°That''s enough, Diluc, let him go. He''s the only one who could save her!¡±
He doesn''t say anything.
¡°... Ah¡ Hah¡¡±
¡°This is an order! Knight Favonius Diluc! Are you resisting my order?¡±
Diluc reluctantly stopped.
¡°Aye, now you''re happy?¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°Eula needs me to cover her¡ She passed her critical moment, but that doesn''t mean she will be fine¡¡±
¡°...¡±
From the distance, at the Starfell Valley ¡ª where the massacre by artillery occurred.
¡°Who can say this is a battle? This is a genocide!¡±
A hundred bodies lay down on the ground, underneath the shelling crater, not entirely corpses, bodies That can''t be identified across the steppe.
¡°I¡ I can''t take this¡ Tell them to bury those unfortunate soldiers.¡±
Chapter 4.1 : When the sunrise comes
That''s clearly if you combined Whopperflower Nectar with Ley Line Liquid, the result will be a deadly poison. Except the expert alchemist who can purge the poison out of the mixture via spell casting.
Though the method was too risky to perform, most of them won''t wake up again. Even experienced alchemists hesitate to use that method, only if they had no other choices.
However, chances are chances, the miserables begging the alchemist to use that treatment. But no miracle happened.
Eula was on the brink of death, her injuries were too critical. The Alchemist can''t figure out any better options, she could have died by blood loss, multiple infections, too many factors that could have taken her life away.
"Old man! Do you know what are you doing!" - Diluc desperately said.
The alchemist tossed his hand away, he knew that he couldn''t save her from death, hopeless, and the fear curbed him, what should I do? He asked himself.
No, I can pretty much do nothing.
"I... I..." - The alchemist stammering.
He panicked, oh, his heart again beat hard.
"Ah... Oh...? My child?"
The children he saved from Fatui back in the days are in front of him, their lovely eyes, those little silhouettes welcoming him, so adorable and sweet, he thinks.
"... Cough, cough, what are you doing here my little child?"
He hastily kneels down beside the children.
"Mr. Smith?"
"Here, I''m here." - he mildly said.
"Why you not saved her? You abandoned her?"
The Alchemist was suddenly speechless in seconds, his eyes stoned, staring in the void.
"My Child... I..."
"You saved my life, but her...?"
The experiment that time was cruel, in order to develop a Bio-weapon, Fatui did not hesitate to test their weapons on the living humans, which in Dottere''s eyes, was nothing more than a forgettable work.
Inject the diseases to see how it works on humans, amputate, or replace the human torso by other devices. Sometimes the fund was cutted off to share with the army budget, they used children instead of adults. As Smith reminisces, he can''t stop thinking how disgusting he is, and the project.Did you know this story is from Royal Road? Read the official version for free and support the author.
That project director - Il Dottere was such a cold-blooded killer, without hesitation he took away a hundred lives, just for only his experiment, or might be for his entertainment.
The only thing he can do is secretly hide the children sent to the laboratory and leak out the secret documents of the project to the resistances. Fatui had found out not so long after, he had been demoted and was wanted harshly by the organization.
He remembers the time he stayed in the resistance camp, it was a great time with the honest people, which were rare nowadays, he thought.
"You had used that spell to cure my uncle, Mr. Smith."
The spell was going smoothly, and my will was durable enough to cast it. It was a miracle, I rather believe I can find the Silk Flower on my own than cure the ill person with a forbidden spell. All the thought came across his mind, and suddenly vanished, repeatedly.
Shaking, and mumbling, He answered.
"Yes... Yes... I will save her, stand there and watch."
The void curbed, everything went silent, an uncanny dark surrounded him.
He opened eyes, hardly stood up. With his confident, the Alchemist said:
"I''ll bring Eula back, no matter how difficult it is."
He went on: "My skill isn''t sharp anymore, but do not underestimate the skilled alchemist."
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"No!!"
Amber, who ran to the valley and witnessed the tragic aftermath.
"What... Happened!"
The corpses, it''s anywhere! She was terrified, she couldn''t believe what was in front of her eyes. Amber unconsciously collapsed on the ground, her chest was burning, the tears came out, and cried painfully.
"I''m sorry Amber..."
"Why! G¨¹nter! They are my ...! You... You..." - She crying miserably.
G¨¹nter, the one who has been through every Emotion chord throughout the war, is not the first time he relieves the child crying when saw the dark side of war, but why does he feel pain in heart? Because of the cruel reality, or because I saw you cry? I''m hard to say, Amber...
When the strongest bond string is torn, the one who is far away from the sunrise will feel their regret.
Amber felt her heart begin to be filled with an indescribable emotion. Thousands of images appeared in her mind, each image was a separate story of those who had passed away. Each person carried with them a journey full of ups and downs, joys and pains, happiness and sufferings, and sometimes they and she shared their experiences, their dreams and plans for the near future... but now she only felt deep pain and regret for her deceased friends. She could not help but think about their fate, about the dreams that could not be realized, the plans that could not be completed. Each name, each memory was a deep wound in her soul, making the pain even deeper... She felt like a lost boat drifting in the sea of sadness and despair.....
G¨¹nter, who had experienced many, many wars and losses, was by Amber''s side in this moment of sorrow. Even though he had been through so many trials in life, the feeling of loss was still an inevitable shock. In his eyes, there was a deep expression of a sad and sorrowful soul, but also a special patience and strength...
G¨¹nter did not say much, but from his gaze and silence, Amber felt the comfort and understanding from a fellow.
He knew what each of Amber''s emotions were like, and in this moment, his presence was a solid support to help her overcome. It was the same... The same feeling... very same.
Loss is an obvious thing in life, when we greet someone in our life, there must be a moment to say a final goodbye to them, but... Would losing something valuable?
In his memory, G¨¹nter had lost so many of his heart-bound comrades... could his first feeling be comparable to that of a little girl....
For some reason, G¨¹nter felt heartbroken when he saw Amber crying. He tried to comfort her a little bit. After a while, Amber gradually calmed down. He led her back to the Base.
Chapter 4.2 : Unwelcome guest
Operation Bagration ended with a decisive victory for the Soviet Union, Army Group Center had completely shattered, Army Group North began to lose their frontline connection to Germany, two major German Army Groups had been eliminated, the Victory Day in the next year had been imagined by the Allies soldiers!
Suddenly, the voice of that general breaks the silence of the meeting room.
¡°The Allies had broken through our frontline in Paris, and we lost control in the city.¡±
Hitler fell into his madness, in this game he can not win, despite his excellency generals trying their best to turn the tide, yet perhaps not enough to stop the Red Waves.
He continues: ¡°Simultaneously, Army Group North had sent a request to evacuate from Ostland through the sea.¡±
¡°No! They must stand where they stand! D?nitz new technology could help them hold the position until we turned the tide and they could join us later.¡± ¡ª Adolf angrily said.
If they - Germany bursted the war flame, in a second it''s shiny as the torch in a midnight, so what is the reason to not the next second it will go down, just as how quickly it burns wildly?
¡°As well as the defeat of the Army Group Center, Central Europe defense is considerably vulnerable. There is no essential defense in the critical main front.¡±
The general lifted up his fingers from the map. Hesitating said:
¡°... There is no meaning to continue the war, my F¨¹hrer.¡±
Adolf looked at him, angrily said:
¡°Are you skeptical about our final victory? You''re such a defeatist!¡±
He dismissed him on the spot, and assigned that general to the frontline.
¡°He shouldn''t have said that¡¡± ¡ª The others whispered.
A hard truth had spoken, a clock is ticking, and ticking.
{ G¨¹nter''s encampment }
Schneider walks on the hill, where it is covered with colorful flowers, every treading he can sense a sweet fragrance in the air. The chill autumn breeze made him shivered, and sorrowful in his heart. The cloudy day is what he needs to refresh his soul.
The wind blew mildly, he took off his field cap, and lay down on the ground.
The gray clouds slowly shifted to the horizon, just like how all of his bother vanished into the air.Reading on Amazon or a pirate site? This novel is from Royal Road. Support the author by reading it there.
Suddenly he feels something heavy lay on his arm. It''s like pin him tight on the ground.
¡°Hugh! Hey!¡±
He struggles to lift his arm up, but seems ineffective.
He struggled hard, but nonetheless, nothing happened.
¡°Ahhh!¡±
He woke up, when he looked beside him, he saw that Amber was sleeping on his arm. Schneider gasped quietly, but still he let her sleep on his arm, he didn''t dare to interrupt her sweet dream.
¡°...¡±
¡°... Mmhm¡¡± ¡ª She turned to his side.
¡°...!¡±
¡°Ah¡¡± ¡ª Amber slowly opened her eyes.
How coincidence, Schneider also looked at her pensively when she was sleeping, he even didn''t notice that she had already woken up.
She panicked, ¡°Hah! You¡!¡±
¡°Calm Down, you little girl¡!¡±
¡°S¡ Sorry¡ I was a bit tired¡ Pardon me¡¡± ¡ª She quickly ran away.
Did she just sleep not too long ago? He asked himself.
¡°You¡ Hmph¡ Why did I oversleep during work like this¡? What a day¡¡±
Schneider slowly gets up, his injuries from the last fight haven''t recovered yet, it hurts whenever he works intensely.
¡°Alright¡ Let''s get back to work!¡±
¡°Mr. Schneider!¡±
¡°Have any news?¡±
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¡°J¨¹rgen?!¡±
He went on, ¡°you mustn''t be kidding!¡±
Through his assistant, Schneider knew that J¨¹rgen and high-ranking SS officers would visit them soon. It is rough for what he has undergone with the 3rd Panzer Division ¨C The most brutal purging units.
Even though Schneider is a SS officer like them, but for what they did, he can not even accept it due to its barbaric. He feels nausea whenever he thinks about that.
¡°Are you alright Mr. Schneider?¡±
¡°No.¡±
¡°Why? What happened?¡±
¡°What happened? Great question. 3rd Panzer Division in general and that damn J¨¹rgen is not a human anymore!¡±
¡°... Aren''t all of the SS like that?¡±
Schneider looked at him, disappointed.
¡°Are you trying to say that I and him are the same?¡±
¡°No, sir.¡±
¡°In simple terms. No SS officer is good. Those ?White Skulls? are not exceptional, but even more brutal than the others.¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°All you need to know is you''re about to meet the devil in human form.¡±
¡°Yes, sir.¡±
¡°Now dismiss.¡±
G¨¹nter, who had heard the conversation from a distance. He listened to an entire of the talk, and realized the distrust between the Wehrmacht and SS has been pushed to the peak, it''s about to collapse, when it comes, they will start to kill each other.
He sighed, looking down at the old wounds that had partially healed on his body like old memories and memories still remaining. War can change everything, but it cannot change G¨¹nter''s loyalty to the country and the army. From far away. Amber also heard all of what they said.
When hearing about the Waffen-SS through G¨¹nter''s account, Amber felt surprised and worried. The SS''s reputation for brutality and crime during their war created a strong and fearful impression on her mind. Although she had never met face to face, Amber could feel the cruelty and inhumanity of this organization through the stories and information that G¨¹nter and Chadrick shared. Faced with the presence of SS, Amber felt worried about the future as well as about the safety of herself and those around her.
Then, Amber walked in. G¨¹nter, although surprised, did not show his emotion. Then he walks out, he said he is busy with something, but inside, he harbored a tired and anxious mood.....
¡°What¡¯s caught your mind, Amber?¡±
¡°... What is Waffen-SS?¡± ¡ª She curiously asked.
¡°A combat branch of my nation. Known for its elite and impulsiveness. They committed war and political crimes many years ago, however, no one can stop them. ¡±
¡°...¡±
¡°Is that too brutal for you?¡±
¡°Hmm¡ What about¡ Wehrmacht? I heard it once before but I don''t know what it is.¡±
¡°It is my branch, in simple terms it was ground units, and also the main combat forces of my nation¡ª¡±
The radio signal interrupted them, but only the hissing sounds.
¡°Zzz¡ Zzz¡¡±
¡°What happened?¡± ¡ª G¨¹nter walks to the radio.
Chapter 4.3 : Two opposite worlds
"Hello? Hello! Is anyone on the other end of the line?" ¡ª Demian, who seemed to be in a hurry, said.
"Demian!"
G¨¹nter, keenly aware of the unusualness of this sudden call, judged that the mad scientist usually called to ask him to read the situation report or return the experiments, which G¨¹nter considered useless. For this call, it could be something important, not just to read the report.
"The SS are coming, they are on Himmler''s orders to storm my laboratory! You..."
Demian suddenly fell silent, as if something had interrupted him.
G¨¹nter looked confused, but he still kept the line waiting for Demian, it was a rare precedent for the old man to suddenly leave in the middle of a conversation, there must be something behind it.
"..." ¡ª he heard nothing but an incomprehensible silence.
Although he couldn''t hear clearly, from afar, he could hear the two men arguing, seemingly arguing about something. They struggled, knocking several bottles of medicine to the floor, the two people''s voices became clearer.
"How dare you! What authority do you have here!"
"Old man! I came here under Himmler''s orders! You dare to oppose me!"
Although it was not clear, G¨¹nter could still hear the scuffle and arguing. The SS must have really set their eyes on this project.
"Grr! How can I let you guys touch my masterpiece!"
"You!¡ª"
He pushed the old man down, which made Demian dizzy, and besides, he was old, making it even more difficult for him to stand up. The officer stomped over, grabbed the old doctor by the collar, and pressed the gun to his forehead.
"Enough! Fucker! I''m just following Himmler''s orders to search your office."
The officer let go of Demian and continued:
"If you continue to resist, it''s tantamount to seeking your own death."
The officer then pushed him again, the old doctor was helpless, there was no other way but to give in to that arrogant guy, he was old, he couldn''t do it again to the young man.
He walked around the laboratory, wandering to the file cabinet, J¨¹rgen pulled each drawer, meticulously checking each set of papers, he looked like he was looking for something.
He rummaged through the last drawer, he was sweating, inside were the Der Letze Hoff documents! He couldn''t let that guy see it!
"Hey! Don''t open it!" - he quickly ran to J¨¹rgen.
?Clank? - he didn''t hesitate to cock the gun, his expression solemn.
"One more step, I''ll shoot."
The old man gritted his teeth, frowned and patiently retreated, his hands raised as if he accepted defeat, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Then the guy pulled the drawer open, carefully checking each set of documents. The old man was sitting on a pile of fire, when suddenly J¨¹rgen took out the June 1st report.
"Through the F¨¹hrer, complete the schedule for sending the First Division to the designated area?"
He pointed the gun at Demian fiercely, "What is this!? You fucker! You submitted it to the F¨¹hrer without going through our SS office!"
The old man stammered, before he could react, he shouted but another man came in to escort Demian:
"Soldiers! Arrest this bastard!"
The soldiers rushed in, tying Demian up on the spot.
"What is this! You..."
"I knew it! The fucking disappearance of that division must have started here."
At the moment of irreconcilable tension, Himmler pushed open the door and entered the laboratory, witnessing this incomprehensible scene. Although he did not understand what had happened, he ordered the two soldiers to release Demian.
"Release him! What happened that you arrested Demian?"
"This guy is resisting the authorities!"
Himmler shook his head slightly, looking bored, even he could hardly stand this man.
"... Let him go."
"Hugh..." ¡ª he growled in annoyance.
"Come on, Demian. We need you to start this machine, can you do it?"
Just a glance at the cunning eyes of the SS leader made Demian startled, he knew very well that behind that calm and benevolent appearance, there was either a cold-blooded murderer or a lunatic. He had no choice but to nod to let it go.
"Y... Yes, Mr. Himmler, I know."
He smiled indifferently, perhaps because he had achieved what he wanted, Himmler, still with that cunning face, kindly asked Demian:
"So, will we be difficult for you, Doctor? If it''s not too much trouble..."Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on the original website.
Just that gesture alone made the old doctor panic, he raised both hands to signal Himmler to stop, quickly calming down:
"No! No! Sir Himmler, you and everyone else don''t need to worry about anything..."
Although it was not really necessary to panic like that, he always felt uneasy whenever the Nazi boss showed friendliness. That kind of honeyed friendliness that could kill flies would not be accepted, no one would want to see that kind of deceitful kindness from him, because, who knows how many of his opponents, or ''strange illnesses'', or ''disappeared'' because of that gentleness. Demian would rather die than accept that favor, every time he thought about it he got goosebumps, hating it to the bone.
He was fed up, Demian himself was tired of this game, but he couldn''t fight against these arrogant SS men, he could only bow his head and submit to them.
"Ah... Um... Sir Himmler, you and everyone can step onto the teleportation platform, I''ll take care of the rest." ¡ª Demian said softly.
He, still the same, still had that fake smile, politely addressing the old doctor.
"You''ve worked hard, doctor."
"It''s all for the Third Reich." ¡ª the old man forced himself to reply.
The Third Division was much larger in size than the heavily damaged First Division from many previous battles. Unlike the combat divisions, the guard and punitive divisions often stayed behind, operating mainly to protect and manage the pacified areas, also following up with appropriate ''punishment'' for those who dared to stand against them.
How ironic that the rear division was well supplied and well armed, while G¨¹nter''s unit could only be described as a ''mixed bag''. Not a few of the First Division''s combat vehicles were Field Adjustment*
Ten thousand men, including half a thousand tanks and vehicles, rumbled towards the movement position, the path they took was like the earth shaking, their vehicles rolling past leaving a sharp warning trail of the flickering danger to the enemy, all moving forward.
Everything was ready, Dr. Demian was still looking at the variables on the computer to make sure their destination was the most accurate coordinate, after all, a small part of him was dedicated to his job, but the other part of him didn''t want the SS to disturb his work any longer. Make them happy, and they won''t bother him anymore, he thought to himself.
"Everything is ready. You will be taken to the new world, are you ready?"
They shouted in unison:
"Ready!"
He slowly pulled down the lever, a beam of dazzling light filled the space, covering the anomaly, the miracle of technology was recreated before the eyes of hundreds of thousands of officers and soldiers.
A deafening sound pierced their eardrums, the eyes of those standing inside gradually blurred, then lost their sight. They left it to the fate of that hopeless light to take them.
When their eyes opened again, they found themselves lying on a green lawn, with blue clouds and warm sunlight in front of them, and a lake as clear as finely carved gems beside it.
"Ah... Mhm..." ¡ª J¨¹rgen staggered to his feet, his head pounding.
Before his eyes was a group of people in gray, they looked very blurry, he had not yet regained his previously lost vision. But the glimpse seemed very familiar, as if he had seen these people before.
"They''re here already?" ¡ª a familiar voice said.
It didn''t take long for him to realize that it was the voice of Lieutenant General G¨¹nter, commander of the 1st Armored Division.
So the presence of the 1st Division in the other world was true. J¨¹rgen stood up, dusting off the dirt on his shoulders, everyone seemed to be gradually recovering from the shock.
On the Starfall Lake, the meeting place of the First and Third Divisions, was packed with people on the hillside. They met, built a campfire, and sat together. It seemed that the division of troops gradually faded away because the comradeship was deeper than those high fences and wide walls.
"G¨¹nter!"
The voice of a girl running from afar, J¨¹rgen was surprised, he immediately raised alert.
"Who the fuck is this!"
He quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Amber. Immediately, by instinct, the SS soldiers also took out their guns and aimed at the girl.
The girl was startled and stopped. G¨¹nter saw the danger and quickly explained:
"Stop, J¨¹rgen! This is my prisoner of war!"
"What the fuck on Earth prisoner is dressed like this! And yet, how is she be free like this !"
He turned his suspicion to the Lieutenant General, then pointed it back at him.
"Speak, what is your relationship with her!?"
The Wehrmacht saw the danger, and immediately drew their guns, their hands poised at the trigger, ready to unload the entire magazine at the "comrades" facing them.
The SS were the elite of all classes, and would never allow those rabble to act recklessly without firing back. If they dared to start, the SS will shoot mercilessly!
"I told you, J¨¹rgen."
"Nonsense! That bitch like that dares to lie that she''s a prisoner of war. Shoot! Shoot her!"
The SS turned towards Amber, who was stunned, and fell flat on the grass.
"Stop! Shooting prisoners is an unforgivable act!"
"Shut up!"
"You...!"
He stomped towards J¨¹rgen, with his usual intimidation, he made the guy wary.
"I said enough! Motherfucker, you have a problem?"
Himmler saw the situation getting out of control and rushed to stop it.
"J¨¹rgen! Stop!"
"Himmler, even you..."
"That man and I have had enough! I order you to put down your guns!"
He was irritated, and he was also fed up with the ''Mosiah Bible'' that J¨¹rgen often preached on a daily basis.
"You..."
"You dare to defy the orders of the SS Marshal!? Put down your fucking gun!"
He was angry, clicked his tongue out loud, but still obediently put the gun back in his pocket, reluctantly obeying the order. Because, except for Adolf, Heinrich was the most powerful person in the Party, and if he didn''t want to be expelled for defying orders, he had to give in.
"Hmph!..."
Then Himmler went to "comfort" G¨¹nter, his tone full of affection, as if he had just been a messenger sent by God to restore peace to the world.
"Lieutenant General, don''t bother with J¨¹rgen. Although his personality is impulsive, he is very good at fighting and talented, I hope you will forgive him."
Heinrich patted G¨¹nter''s shoulder, as if he also wanted to tell G¨¹nter that he, Himmler, was also helpless against this man''s temperament.
G¨¹nter was also helpless before this man''s stubborn personality. The reason he was not afraid of him was because he knew that shooting him would not do any good other than adding to his crime.
He was openly worried about the future of the whole unit, in case he went crazy and wanted to shoot the whole unit for no reason, it would be a disaster! He then called Schneider over to discuss how to deal with this ''guest''.
"Schneider, I need you to observe J¨¹rgen, every move he made, that crazy person needs to be closely observed by those around him."
Schneider hesitated for a long time, then reluctantly took on the job. Obviously that crazy person was also sensitive, he knew that there were always people around him who opposed him, what he needed was the an excuse to shoot those bastards mercilessly! But ironically, no one had done him wrong, so even if he wanted to smash their faces, he couldn''t do anything but grit his teeth and watch.
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In the distance, in Mondstadt City. It seemed that Eula was really recovering from the critical moment from the deadly battle with the artillery commander on the hill.
The miracle had truly occurred, but the one who had wrought it was gone. He had left no trace behind, only a handful of herbs and medicines, inside, the Alchemist had packed his bags. Everything was empty, he had cleaned up and left within a night.
"... Even so, Eula is still in a coma, needing someone to take good care of her, even though she had escaped the hands of death, that still didn''t mean abandoning the knight. She just needed someone to be by her side, to take good care of her..." ¡ª From a hastily written handwritten letter left on the table.
Perhaps, partly because he had foreseen Teyvat¡¯s bleak future, he fled ahead, leaving it to the west wind of the continental shelf to take him wherever he went. As long as he was far away from Mondstadt, things would return to normal, and he might travel to a new promised land.
A new land, it sounded so new, so challenging. Would Teyvat ever be as peaceful as before?
Chapter 4.4 : When the storm comes
After the resounding victory in the White Birch Country, which had completely defeated the Central Army Group, paralyzing all possibilities of launching a counterattack like Manstein had done, the last line of defense of the Empire on the Red Poppy Fields was wide open before the Soviet Red Army.
A general hurriedly telegraphed to the Central Committee, his voice sounded very urgent:
"The report shows that the Red Army is concentrating troops in Poland! It''s critical!"
The uprising in Warsaw had not yet been completely suppressed, and news of the Bolshevik invasion had already come, alas! Could this great battle really be coming to its final chapter?
"It is impossible that with only the remnants of the Central Army Group and the new divisions transferred from the West, we can''t resist so many Soviet troops!" ¡ª the sorrow in the sentence became even more evident.
This spring, the snow had not yet melted but the Third Reich had already collapsed, and news of defeat continued to come from both fronts.
At the same time, the high morale of the Far Eastern Heroes was seething with the spirit of crushing the fascists. A powerful sweep to push all German troops out of Poland would be the decisive blow to advance into Berlin in the near future.
At the end of the telegram, he was astonished and came to a difficult conclusion:
"There is nothing left to stop the mighty bear from turning!"
Perhaps after many years of forging in fire, gunpowder and blood, they had become tough, bravely facing the big waves, the hands of those people who had pushed the waves, turned the wind against the current, and now became heroes who had conquered the cruel sea.
The Wisla-Oder campaign officially began, ringing the bell to signal the end of a cruel regime.
"Perhaps I have to move the laboratory to Berlin soon."
Demian lamented, his headquarters was now located in the suburbs of Memel, and by order of his superiors, to ensure the safety of the experiment, he was forced to move to Berlin.
Having been away from the battlefield for more than half a year, G¨¹nter could hardly grasp the situation in the motherland, he still thought that the German army could hold out for long.
"Huh...?" ¨C he suddenly groaned.
The lieutenant general continued: "Could it be that they have penetrated so deeply?"
Since his last departure, everything had happened so quickly, he did not know that the Greater German Empire had been defeated in a life-and-death battle with unimaginable total losses, and a series of blindly conservative decisions by Adolf had caused the situation of the battle to change even more quickly.
The end of the legend, the game was over, only the Austrian with German nationality and claiming to be German had not yet accepted defeat.
What was he planning? He thought.
After a long discussion, he realized that the Third Reich''s situation was more dangerous than he had imagined. Poland was threatened in the East, in the West the counterattack last year in the Ardennes forest failed, the Germans had to retreat from their positions, and Germany itself was also seriously threatened. In the Netherlands, Canada, Britain and the United States were fighting together, causing some difficulty in maintaining their position in the lowlands.
"Is it really that bad..." ¡ª he was bewildered.
He had never thought of the prospect of the army he had commanded years ago turning against him, or fleeing, surrendering, or helping the Bolsheviks.Support the author by searching for the original publication of this novel.
"You take your time to look at this war, soon the nightmare will end once and for all."
"..."
The lieutenant general suddenly became speechless at Demian''s words, and the old doctor hung up the phone.
G¨¹nter turned his back, he looked outside the tent, saw the soldiers still working hard despite the hardships, and he felt sad. Their lives were like the poems, and the roses, unfortunately, because of the ambition of politicians, they were forced to hold guns and fight. The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry, if tomorrow when they returned home, would they still be like the poems, or the roses like before? Oh war, he was sad all the time.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt sorry for them. If they returned to their homeland tomorrow, would they still be the writers and flowers they once were? Oh, war, he was so sad.
Chadrick happened to enter the camp, and saw the lieutenant general holding his head in pain as if he was troubled by something. He asked curiously:
"Is there something bothering you?"
"No."
"I''m just a little worried about those damn SS. There''s no way they''ll come here just to visit us..." ¡ª he continued.
"..."
"We must be on guard against them, we must not let them act rashly. But no matter what, we must not use violence!"
Suddenly, his voice dropped noticeably, and one could clearly feel the unpredictable fear in his voice.
"I don''t know how they will retaliate..."
Him, Chadrick, or anyone here, except for a few new recruits from the Volksgrenadiers, have all seen how the SS mistreats the heathen, or the non-Germans.
"Or even so, will we still be the victors in this war?"
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Jean and Diluc had come to take care of Eula early, she hadn''t woken up for many days, the coma was still dragging Eula''s mind to a strange place.
In that endless dream, there was nothing but a mysterious black, everything was in chaos, she ran, ran, there was no end. Eula screamed, no one heard, she pushed hard into the empty space trying to escape, then fell to the ground.
The wind called out strongly, swirling stronger and stronger, the afterimages of the enemies appeared before her eyes.
"Who is it...?"
As if teasing her, the afterimages appeared and disappeared, surrounded her, and then disappeared.
"Who are you!"
The wind still did not stop, in the storm it seemed like someone was calling urgently, that voice was hoarse, it sounded very strange.
"Eula!"
"...?"
So familiar, yet so strange, as if she had talked to this creature before.
"Look at you..."
That thing clicked its tongue out loud, as if it was mocking her, hmph! This creature only knows how to tease!
"... It''s really not like you! I can''t accept you constantly avoiding me!"
"You!..."
Avoiding it? She wondered, this creature... Is just the afterimage of the enemies it had met before, it created that image to tease me! How despicable!
"Shame! I''m still you, you''re still you. You''ll never escape the fear you created!"
Eula stood up, her legs heavy, as if that sound had disappeared.
"The past! You''ve tied yourself to that despicable past!"
The voice echoed throughout the space, a deafening sound continuously created from the invisible. The images of her dead comrade, Amber, and the artillery commander Schneider suddenly appeared, slowly approaching her.
"No! No! Stay away from me!"
She panicked and retreated, then collapsed to the ground in fear, she tried to run away but unfortunately, the afterimage grabbed her legs, then pinned her limbs to the ground.
"I''m you! Don''t run away in vain!"
"You!¡ª...."
Eula screamed in fear, she woke up from the bed, to the astonishment of Diluc and Jean.
"Eula..."
She looked back, Jean and Diluc were by her side as if they had never been there, like a warm ray of sunshine shining through the clouds, Eula hugged them both emotionally.
"Eula, you''re finally awake..." ¡ª Noelle said in a choked voice.
"Everyone..."
It was such a long dream, but it seemed like it had only passed in the blink of an eye. It didn''t matter anymore, because the person she trusted was here, next to her.
Peace seemed to be in her heart, only then, no one urged her to fight for her ideals anymore, no one turned their backs when she did something against her will anymore. And she no longer walked alone, because she had everyone here.
"You''ve been in a coma for so long, Eula... We thought you would never come back to us..."
Jean, you''ve worked hard, I sincerely thank you for your kindness.
"It turns out he was right, I was suspicious of him, this time I owe him..."
Diluc, thank you for helping me when I was in the most difficult time.
"Sister Eula... I..."
Noelle, you are so brave.
Everyone...
How much do I owe everyone? How can I repay this favor?
The knight''s tears flowed back inside, only when it was for an ideal or a loved one, the pearl tears fell.
"Schneider! He!..."
"His name is Schneider..."
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"... Who reminded me...?" ¡ª he suddenly sneezed loudly.
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"Yes, it was him."
She continued: "Schneider Emeric, the artillery commander that day."
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"Damn it! Ach! Is it that cold today!"
He quickly ran into the tent.
Chapter 4.5 : Evacuation!
"Everything is falling apart before our eyes.
Is there any grace to save those who have lost their way out there? When this war ends, where will the fate of those people go?
No, they will no longer exist, their names, their fates will be erased by history once and for all. Not a hand lend to them, Berlin is already within the range of the Red Army''s artillery.
The fateful moment has come."
The reserve officer wrote hastily in his diary, then closed, and put it in his inner pocket. He looked up at the sky, mottled with black and gray streaks of anti-aircraft artillery, he looked down at the ground, the alarm siren was blaring, strangely no one in Berlin had evacuated, no, they were not allowed to evacuate, they were forced to stay inside and fight.
Looking at his comrades leisurely smoking a cigarette, their lips kept mumbling the words: "soon, this will end."
He just stood there, watching the hurried crowd, the anti-aircraft guns overhead still firing continuously.
It''s here, it is here now.
"That''s right, that day has come..."
Looking up at the black sky again, and looking down at the rubble at his feet. Is this Berlin? Is it still the capital of the empire?
"..."
In the other world, in Mondstadt, Eula finally woke up from her long coma.
"At that moment... Everything looked so terrifying, even after the battle..."
Eula was scared when she had to recall the memories on the hill that day, she trembled and said to Jean:
"That commander... He must be a powerful person, willing to kill and be brutal for his goals. We must be wary of his actions..."
Grasping some of the context that happened that day, Jean began to piece together from what she saw, and from Eula - who directly confronted Schneider at the artillery batteries. She nodded, thanking her:
"The information from you will more or less help us... Right now, we need to be more careful in the next confrontations."
Hearing that, Eula also felt somewhat reassured and more confident, she realized that she was no longer alone in this battle, together we would overcome all the difficulties and challenges.
"Eula, can you describe Schneider or his accomplices?"
Eula hesitated, everything happened so fast, she didn''t have the heart to pay attention to the details around her.
"I... I don''t know!" ¡ª Eula said confusedly.
Seeing that, Jean had to change the topic, after all, Eula had just recovered, she couldn''t rush her to remember everything.
"What did you see there?"
"... Everything happened so fast that day, I..."
Eula continued to tell about the encounter, her words showing seriousness and concentration as she began to describe in detail the uniforms and fighting style of Schneider''s soldiers.
"Unlike the ones who attacked us before, this time they wore military uniforms like green camouflage shirts with leaf-like patterns, along with hats painted exactly like them to blend in with nature... If you don''t pay attention, you might miss them without knowing...!"
She continued:
"Their fighting style is also very different from last time. This time they have a certain level of professionalism, not only relying on overwhelming numbers but also on tactical organization and the precision of their weapons..."
Eula hesitated again, it seemed that her mental wounds were still there, she recalled the fierceness of the encounter:
"In addition, they mainly used guns, the long cannons were a bit like the Fatui''s, extremely accurate... And they were also like Fontaine. The black guns they carried with them were smaller but could fire continuously, however, the sound was quite small so it was probably weaker than the brown ones. There was one more thing, that was..."
Eula kept hesitating, making Diluc even more impatient, he asked curiously:
"What is it? Tell us!"
"They probably possessed Inazuma''s cannons... it was those weapons that caused that tragedy..."
Eula emphasized this description, her words were a bit more reserved, showing a stern warning about the power and potential danger of the enemy war machine that was gradually showing. She knew that to deal with such soldiers, they needed to coordinate their operations and fight more intelligently.
Jean was also surprised by Eula''s story, were those guns that powerful? Obviously their technology was miles ahead of ours, in this war, without magic, it would probably be impossible to confront them head-on.
"Let''s stop here... The people I have designated in advance are requested to be present move to my office."
"Yes, Captain!"
Jean turned to Eula and said:
"Get some rest, you did excellent."
Jean turned away, shouting loudly to her teammates:
"Alright, please follow me!"
Jean and everyone returned to her office, the danger of the mysterious force to the world would have been completely cleared up if she hadn''t ignored Klee''s warning earlier. Jean stood in front of the desk, her eyes looking sternly at everyone. She started the meeting:
"According to the information that Eula told us, that commander''s full name is Schneider Emeric, he is the one behind everything."
Noelle gave her opinion:
"If we catch him, I want to... Oh well. Sister Jean, please continue!"
Jean continued, turning to the description of Schneider''s soldiers'' uniforms:
"According to Eula, Schneider''s soldiers wear green camouflage uniforms with leaf-spotted patterns and painted helmets to blend in with their surroundings. Their weapons are different from ours and the way they fight is also highly coordinated..."
Jean paused for a moment to make sure everyone was on her, then continued:
"It is necessary having discussing to plan how to deal with them in the future... Does anyone have any ideas?"
Venti leaned back, as if he was thinking about something, then he spoke:
"Well... They are indeed formidable opponents... We should have reforms in counterattacking strategy more effectively..."
Everyone in the meeting room agreed, indeed, the last time they attacked, the Mondstadt garrison had suffered heavy losses due to overreliance and underestimating the enemy. This time, there must be new reorganizations, avoiding the same mistakes as before.
"For now, let''s start making some adjustments to the formation. In addition, we will arrange more soldiers to stand guard in shifts. What do you think?"
Diluc agreed, he thought for a moment and said:
"But the problem is that he is not only strong in tactics, but also seems to have the support of a formidable organization. I suspect Fatui is pulling the strings behind the scenes..."
"And above all, can Venti go to other places to warn them about it?" ¡ª He continued.Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.
Venti replied:
"I am very willing."
"So does anyone else have any comments?" - Jean asked.
Everyone was silent, considering that they had agreed with the policies proposed in the meeting.
"Then let''s agree! Now we will make a detailed plan for each step. We will start by strengthening Mondstadt''s defenses, then find a way to approach and learn more about the enemy. Is everyone clear?"
Everyone shouted in unison:
"Understood!!"
Jean looked around, in those eyes she saw everyone''s determination. She knew that with the coordination and efforts of the whole team, they would be able to deal with any challenge and protect Mondstadt from danger, only when everyone had each other, no obstacles could defeat them.
"..."
The call came from the other side, it must be Demian. G¨¹nter picked up the phone, unlike every other day, it seemed like the other end of the line was in a state of great chaos.
"Hallo? Hallo! Is Lieutenant General G¨¹nter here!?"
From the phone, he could hear distant artillery fire, gunfire, and even sirens, and it felt like everything in Berlin was spinning out of control.
"Demian!"
"Thank God, G¨¹nter! You''re here."
Demian''s voice was different from usual, as if he had just experienced something terrifying.
"Berlin is under attack! They''re coming!"
G¨¹nter was stunned, he reacted immediately.
"It can''t be...!"
He never expected that Berlin would become the front line, Germany should have... He was speechless when he had to say it, but the truth was that Germany had been defeated, had lost, and was certain to lose, why was Adolf still stubborn, and then it turned out like this?
Suddenly he heard a scuffle on the other end of the line.
"Dr. Demian! Come with me to the bunker! The bombs are about to fall in this area!"
He pushed the man''s hand away and shouted:
"Can''t you see I''m busy! You go down first!"
"But..."
"Hurry!"
The other doctors had already gone down to the bunker, only he and a few others remained, they were clinging to the achievements they had built up all their lives.
"G¨¹nter! The new directive has just been issued¡ª"
At that moment, a bomb hit the roof of the research building, the loud explosion caused the old doctor to temporarily lose his hearing, the reinforced concrete was also shattered, and shards were scattered everywhere, the radio also suffered some damage, and the connection was lost right after.
"Demian? Demian! Damn it!"
He patiently waited for Demian to reply, it was already dusk and he still couldn''t catch any signal.
"..."
G¨¹nter sighed, he prayed that his loved ones and his comrades would survive the war, the clock was ticking down to the very last minute, if he lost his life like that then...!
Finally, he got the radio signal from Berlin, happily, he immediately picked it up.
"Demian?!"
"That was close... It''s me, G¨¹nter."
"What was your order before?"
"Request the 3rd Division to move in front of Mondstadt, to the open ground."
"...! You''re crazy!"
"This is an order, G¨¹nter, you''re a soldier, you have to follow orders."
"..."
The signal suddenly died, leaving G¨¹nter angry at that strange order.
"Damn it! Do they really understand what they''re doing!"
From behind the camp, Amber hid behind the stacked wooden crates, secretly eavesdropping on the entire conversation between him and Demian from beginning to end, she was naturally shocked when she heard those words, but she absolutely did not dare to say it out loud.
"..." ¡ª Amber whispered something.
This cannot be ignored! They promised not to harm the people, yet they planned to attack Mondstadt once more. How treacherous! They dare to take advantage of the enthusiasm of the Teyvat people to do whatever they want!
"Tsk..."
The radio turned off, he clicked his tongue out loud, then sat down on the chair, the table was still littered with papers and documents, he turned to Chadrick and Schneider ¡ª who were also in the tent, all three of their eyes showed obvious helplessness.
They just kept doing whatever they wanted, there was no way to stop them, sooner or later the SS would kill the innocent people here again. All their "merits" would eventually become "following orders."
No one said anything to each other, but they understood that when Germany was defeated, those people would also evacuate to this continent and continue the unfinished massacre on Earth. Was it true?
When did the other two people go out, G¨¹nter stayed behind, the oil lamp still burning on the table, a dim yellow glimpse glow on his tired face, the long-standing fatigue pressing down on the lieutenant general''s shoulders.
He left when there was no one else outside, he looked up at the stars above, as if they were also waving to him from a high place.
Those small glimpses looked so splendid, a sky full of stars that was not always seen in the city, he took advantage of the quiet nights like today to enjoy the scene alone.
"... There''s a fallen star on the ground? Amber! What are you doing here!?"
His intuition told him that someone had been following him for a long time, he was skeptical about that strange feeling, but now he was sure that it was true!
"...!"
"Did you hear our entire conversation?"
Knowing that she could no longer hide, Amber stepped forward and questioned G¨¹nter.
"Why did you allow them to come to the Windrise Land !?"
"Windrise Land?..."
Amber approached him with an angry face, as if she was about to jump over him.
"Little girl, that was an order that I had to obey, I¡ª"
"That''s not the reason! You could have objected! You could have not follow them! But no! You chose to listen to them, just because of your stupid order, other innocent people..."
"I..."
He felt that his words became harder to come out when he heard those words, as if his heart wanted to hold back the words. G¨¹nter was silent for a moment, then turned to Amber:
"... I will do my best to protect everyone, but I need your help in that too."
Feeling satisfied, her wish, the scout softened her voice.
"You better keep your word, G¨¹nter."
"I promise, so go back to the tent."
G¨¹nter stood there, silently watching her back as she left, he seemed to see the image of his daughter also disappearing towards the horizon. An indescribable feeling ran through his heart, making him lose a breath, why? The war was almost over, why were there still innocent people falling?
He laid down on the mattress, thousands of thoughts still running through his head, making him unable to sleep. Tonight he did not sleep, because he was worried about one thing, the biggest concern, was how to save those innocent lives from the vortex of war.
"The end is right before our eyes, why do they still have to die?..."
A cursed fate, he silently blamed.
Then a gentle breeze blew by, carrying G¨¹nter''s sobs away, the moon tonight hung high in the sky, round like a ripe fruit, as if waiting for someone to pick it up and make it their own. alone.
Dawn had just appeared, behind the trees, the birds were chirping, behind the trees, the animals in the forest were waking up, the morning sun had risen.
The rays of sunlight entered the window, accidentally waking up the person who had fallen asleep on the table while still working on a pile of papers. Jean raised his head to look around, strange, how could it be morning already?
Eula gently opened the door and stepped in.
"Jean, are you awake?"
"Mhmm..." - Jean yawned.
"Is your wound healed yet?"
"I''m fine now."
"That''s good."
A peaceful morning, rarely did she have such a day like today. Really! This was truly a hopeful start to a new day after the storm!
On the other side, the rays of sunlight shone through G¨¹nter''s huts by the sea. He stood by the rock, listening to the gentle waves, looking into the distance, he had barely slept last night because of his constant anxiety.
The SS camp was not far from here, no matter how much he hated them, he could not deny their discipline and training, ''demons'' were indeed worthy of their name.
A soldier approached his camp, handing Kuro an envelope.
"My commander sends this to Lieutenant General G¨¹nter."
Kuro passed it to Schneider, he passed it again to G¨¹nter, when he opened the letter to read, he could not help but tighten his grip on the hand holding the letter.
"Dear old man
You must be lucid enough to know who wrote this letter, it''s me, J¨¹rgen. You must have listened to the OKH yesterday, right? About our move to the empty land over there.
Remember to take some of your resources with you, you understand what I mean, right?
Regards.
J¨¹rgen"
The attitude when speaking and writing would always be different, but this brat... No filter even while writing! How dare he writes a letter to someone old enough to be his father like this!
G¨¹nter was furious, shouting at Chadrick:
"Damn him! Clear the way for the vehicles immediately! This brat is really...!"
The 3rd Panzer Division''s formation advancing towards Fengqidi consisted of: 3 Tiger II ausf H vanguards as shields, 2 Kugelblitzs providing fire support, 4 Zugkraftwagens for logistics, Tiger II sla. 16 as tank, and a captured American tank ¡ª Panzer M4 748 (A) commanded by J¨¹rgen and Hitomi respectively.
He deliberately passed by the G¨¹nter camp, leaving a contemptuous look at the people below.
"... Tch..."
"Chadrick! Activate all Panthers. I will assist them."
"Lieutenant General, you..."
"This is an order!"
From afar, the steel monsters rumbled towards the castle. The iron chorus, built by the steel choir, all charged forward.
"Monsters! Monsters!"
The soldiers on the watchtower rang the bells in fear.
"They! They''re coming again...!"
"Report to Jean immediately!"
The convoy continued to move silently, the iron machines roaring their engines, as if they were huge Far Eastern lions, charging towards their prey. Taking advantage of the fact that they were still far away, Venue ¡ª the soldier on the watchtower quickly ran back to the town hall to report.
"What!? Impossible!"
Jean quickly mobilized all the soldiers to guard the city gate. The triumphant J¨¹rgen opened the hatch of the command cabin, arrogantly holding the radio and saying:
"Immediately surround this city! Not a single soul can escape from here! The infantry will follow the armored units, as planned!"
Everyone in the city immediately reacted, they prepared, urged everything, ready for a great war. But unlike last time, Jean did not deploy the infantry in front of the city gate, but placed spikes and dragon teeth in front of the entrance.
J¨¹rgen and G¨¹nter were two people, two separate worlds, his tactics this time were even more unpredictable than G¨¹nter''s.
"Are they moving to the Windy Land?"
"Aren''t they going to attack us...?"
Everyone watched in silence, as the saying goes: "A frog that is slowly boiled does not realize that it is being boiled. It just lies there, waiting to be boiled."
In just a few minutes, Mondstadt was surrounded on all sides by G¨¹nter and J¨¹rgen''s troops.
Chapter 5 : Soviet, documents and reports
That Reserve officer swiftly sneaking behind houses, where the thousands of bullet and shells that were raining down on his spot, he rushed to hide behind the row of houses that had been bombarded to rubble by artillery.
He was panting, sweat rolling down his forehead and cheeks, his face was covered in mud, he quickly wiped it with his worn-out sleeve, he took out his diary, "damn it, the pen that was almost out of ink."
"The sacred Oder River is being torn apart by the Bolshevik devils! Berlin is very close to the front line!
They promised that after Stalingrad I would be able to return home to my wife and children in Berlin, I foolishly believed it. Now I have realized their true color!
Where are my wife and children! Those bastards! Where is my family!"
His tears and sweat fell involuntarily, soaking into the yellowed paper, he was absent-minded and let go of everything around him. After a long while, he regained his composure, that officer continued writing.
"I have to find my home, no matter how far you and my children go, I will always hear your call.
To my Sch?tz, the war is about to end, you and I will be reunited again, please wait for me!"
He put the diary in his inner pocket, then loaded the bayonet, and rushed forward.
"...! Come back quickly! Uncle...!"
That new recuit child who had just joined the Volksturm week ago grabbed his pants, crying loudly. The more he tried to walk, the stronger he pulled, the old man was helpless, suddenly in one moment he saw his son right behind his back.
"Daddy, don''t go!"
He immediately turned his head, although he told himself that this was just a passing dream, a dream as long as his entire life.
"Son¡ª..."
There was nobody, but a little boy with a muddy face, tears and snot running down his shirt, clutching his pants.
"... I..."
Reality quickly pulled him back, a reality that he couldn''t forget even if he wanted to.
"You..."
He turned around and patted the boy''s head one last time.
"This is for the beloved Fatherland, good boy. I''m leaving, but you have to stay here, if they come, don''t try to shoot back."
"Eh? Just surrender to them." ¡ª with a calmed voice, he assured that little boy.
"But..." ¡ª the boy''s ideals wavered wildly between the cruel reality and his belief.
"You will be released after that, but I won''t, they will torture and kill me. You''re lucky not to be like that, listen to me one last time."
The boy''s face looked ugly, but he knew his uncle was strict, so he could only obey.
"... Yes..."
He patted his shoulder, "good boy! Stay here, if they come, put down your gun." Then he rushed forward.
Despite the bombs falling, the artillery shelling down, his tenacity guides his path to a truly time he has always waiting for, in a cloud of smoke and fire, he threw himself into the boiling hell. Until a glow light pierced his heart, that reserve officer clutched his chest and collapsed, tears mixed with dust smearing his face.
"Search him!"
The soldier ran over, turned him over, and searched the German officer''s inner pocket.
"A notebook and a photo of his family."
"..."
He was dying, his eyes were hazy, his hands grabbed the soldier''s pants, he begged for something that without being able to form a word.
"Tch..." ¡ª the other man stepped forward, pointing a gun at his head.
And what was to come would come, he had witnessed everything from beginning to end. The boy sniffled again, then cried loudly, ignoring everything that was happening in his life.
"Keep moving! Liberate the street ahead! Don''t give the Germans a chance to escape!"
"Charge!!"
Even though this war no longer had any meaning, the fierceness was always pushed to a climax, especially the intelligence battles between agencies.
The German intelligence network until the last years of the war still resisted strongly, constantly fabricating false news that made the Allies believe it without a doubt, such as Adolf retreating to the Alps.
Even so, the Soviet Union had a powerful counter¨Cintelligence force, making it difficult for German intelligence to confront.
Yan Chernyak, the leader of the intelligence group that successfully penetrated into Germany, and also chaired the meeting that day. He pointed out the unusual things in Germany as the day of victory was getting closer.
"Comrades, the German counter¨Cintelligence has tipped us off about the suspicious disappearance of the First and Third Panzer Divisions. The possibility of evacuation to behind or downstream can be ruled out since there has been no clearly information about the movements of the First Panzer Division since last September, and the Third Panzer Division since January of this year."
The heated debate in the gritty heads of the Soviet intelligence service flared up.
"You mean, not a trace?" ¡ª Ivan frowned.
"The reports show that the 1st Division is no longer mentioned in troop movements, nor are there any Allied units fighting with it on the Western Front."
"Maybe they just moved deeper into Germany?"
"The German 17th and 26th Divisions, exhausted of ammunition, food, fuel, and morale, are still forced to fight in southern Germany."
He added: "Even if the 9th and 12th Army Group, which have been completely eliminated, are still fighting in the east, new replenished divisions like them cannot retreat to behind."
The boy thought for a long time, then said to Chernyak:
"Or they were wiped out, the 1st division participated in the battles of Stalingrad and Kursk. No wonder if they were removed from the division list and blend into another mixed division." ¡ª Ivan said.
"If that''s true, then where has their movement or activity been all this time?"Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.
"There''s no movement report?"
"They returned to Berlin last August, it''s already the end of January, our troops are approaching the 19th and 25th Panzer Divisions. There''s no sign of the 1st Division."
"..."
He was speechless, it was obviously too unusual to explain in a normal way.
Someone else spoke up afterwards:
"It must be some kind of technology..."
That answer made everyone look at and link together all the shady activities of the Nazis up to now.
"..."
"It''s unbelievable!"
On the other side, Washington, USA, intelligence officers from the United States were also struggling to find an answer to the abnormal disappearance of two large-scale German units.
"There''s no way they could have achieved that! It''s absurd! Absurd!"
He looking down to the reports, he and his colleagues were even more certain that this was the product of Tesla''s theoretical technology that had been lost all those years ago.
"The German spy network was wiped out from England in 1943! How could they have reached as far as America without us knowing!"
No one could have imagined that such technology would fall into the hands of the Rhines. Even the heavily-covered US intelligence was still carefree and absent-minded until they realized they had been tricked.
"Here! Hurry up."
The Soviet spies who had sneaked into house number 17 ¡ª where they had discussed the plan to seize the Nazis¡¯ most advanced equipment ¡ª were in a state of death.
¡°Swish¡± Chernyak flicked the map, placing it on a wooden crate pulled out from the warehouse.
¡°The banks of the Oder are the shield in front of the Brandenburg Gate, the Seelow is the strong fortification to protect the goddess Viktoria. Even though the Nazis have lost all hope of fighting, they are still determined to fight to the end, perhaps even to Berlin.¡±
He paused for a moment, as if waiting for someone to continue, and the astute Ivan quickly realized, and spoke up:
¡°That means that Berlin has arranged a significant defense force around the city and its suburbs, in case Berlin becomes the front line.¡±
He grinned, pointing down at the map.
¡°Yes, this is the place.¡±
The Berlin research headquarters! The supreme of all those research projects!
"However, breaking in here has never been easy. After the bombing, three parts of the facility collapsed, seven parts were paralyzed trying to support the other three."
Chernyak asked: "Do you know what that means?"
"The Germans will definitely strengthen their defenses here."
"Do you know which part of the facility was hit the hardest?"
"Northwest."
"That''s right. That''s why we won''t put all the grain in one granary. Alexei, Dimitri, and Olga will infiltrate from the north, Ivan and I will infiltrate from the west."
He continued: "At all costs, we must get the files and documents on that Tesla technology to Ivanov and Pertovna."
"Why the west and north and not the other way? Aren''t both directions more or less heavily damaged? How can we break in when the reinforced concrete is all over the place blocking the entrance?" ¡ª Olga questioned.
"Even so, imagine, comrade, a house with four windows, two of which are broken into large cracks, the other two have an additional shield installed on the outside, and are reinforced with metal frames. If it were you, which way would you go to break in?"
"Two doors are cracked..."
Chernyak nodded slightly, raised his eyebrows and said to Olga: "You have your answer. Even though those two windows will be messy with debris and splinters, they will still be clearly safer than the other two."
He turned to speak to everyone in the room that day, strangely enough, his words that day were unforgettable.
"No matter how far we go, we still have family behind us. If we detect danger lurking, escape immediately, we can''t be captured by those Nazis, especially this hard time."
"Knock, knock"
A knocking sound came from the back of the room, and they immediately reacted to the mysterious appearance of the person behind them.
"Ivan, check." ¡ª Chernyak whispered to Ivan.
He stepped forward, knocking four times in return, he was giving a silent confirmation signal to the person opposite that only the group recognized.
In response, the stranger calmly knocked twice more.
To make sure that it was his side, Ivan used his fingertips to tap the wooden door three times, an advanced double code to deal with when the first confirmation calibration was uncertain.
In response, there was a light knock, this time it was definitely our side, Ivan opened the door.
"It''s Pertovna!"
The appearance of the Red Orchestra member warned that this "trip" would be more dangerous than ever. They, only showed up when the mission was unpredictable.
"How did you know we were here?" ¡ª Ivan wondered.
The Red Army spy girl turned around and gave the young man a teasing look.
"Guess what?"
"Kanty? She snitched on you?"
"What if I say it wasn''t Kanty?"
Ivan, who was better at reasoning than talking, replied wittily.
"In this world, except for the time when Pertovna here was harassed by the German spy, what time else don''t you catch up faster than anyone else?"
As if she had been hit hard, Pertovna turned to Ivan.
"Hey!..."
The whole group laughed heartily at the young spy''s clever responses. With him in the group, the tension of the war was somewhat forgotten.
"... Not a bad guess." ¡ª Pertovna nodded in agreement.
Following Pertovna was Ivanov, a famous spy who had deciphered the German plan to retake Stalingrad, and who had provided valuable information to the Soviet war effort, such as his suggestion to Zhukov and Konev about the Panther-Wotan Line.
"Even though the war was nearing its end, the Nazis were still frantically launching unimaginable technology."
"Have you ever heard of the Photons Accelerator?" he continued.
"...?"
The crowd was confused, and Ivan made a wild guess.
"A hypersonic gun?"
Olga immediately objected.
"That''s not right! If so, it should be called the Photons Hypersonic Gun! It must be an improved accelerator related to the vehicle."
Chernyak reminded: "Travel faster? From West Germany to East Germany on Nazi-controlled territory can be reached in a day on foot! They wouldn''t be foolish enough to spend money on that kind of advanced engines."
Seeing them talking nonsense, the other two could only stand in a corner, hopelessly watching Chernyak''s group arguing.
"Go stop them, that Olga will get angry and pull out his gun and make another hole in the ceiling like last year." ¡ª Pertovna whispered.
"I said it''s the engine!!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Olga immediately took out the TT-33 from his waist, he slammed the butt of the gun on the wooden crate, leaving a big hole in the crate. Not yet calmed down, he was about to raise the gun high and shoot to relieve his anger.
"Calm! Calm down! I know what it is! Don''t shoot, or else you will provoke the Germans to come here!"
Everyone turned to him, and it was Ivanov''s turn to be questioned by Chernyak''s group.
"Why don''t you say anything if you know!?"
"What is it?"
"Calm down, I''ll tell you..."
After waiting for a long while for the room to quiet down, Ivanov finally told the truth.
"Teleportation!?"
"Impossible!" ¡ª Chernyak, who was always calm in every situation, had to exclaim.
"Exactly, this is Tesla''s lost technology. It allows people within a certain radius to teleport at will."
"That means..."
"Moskow, London or Washington, all of them are always in constant danger, no one knows when those unthinkable fascists will approach..."
"..."
Everyone looked at each other, the room was filled with silence, no one said anything, but they all agreed with one idea: "That weapon must be destroyed and take away immediately."
In contrast to the overly defensive attitude typical of Soviet people in particular, Karl ¡ª Dr. Demian''s assistant ¡ª appeared quite calm. He took the opportunity of the doctor''s distraction and went out for a walk, after all, no one could do anything to him! Except Demian...
"Two Rote Gr¨¹tze!"
After paid, he walked out absentmindedly, who would have known that he was the assistant of a famous doctor who lived a cold life and was quite indifferent to almost everything around him!
Karl pushed the door open and entered, just as Demian was about to go outside.
"Oh, you brat? You''re so good at sneaking, aren''t you?"
"Take it easy, doctor, I''m just going for a walk." ¡ª he said in a very leisurely tone.
"A walk? Do you believe I''ll replace you with someone else¡ª..."
He handed the other doctor the bag of Rote Gr¨¹tze.
"... Damn you, this time is fast enough to not be fired."
He knew he had lured the doctor, and replied sweetly:
"I happen to like this too, and I''m passing by, so I''ll buy you one."
He must have heard Demian''s previous conversation with his close friend ¡ª G¨¹nter about his previous preferences.
Receiving the unexpected gift, Demian smiled faintly, one of the very rare times Karl saw him smile, although it was not as he had imagined, it was clearly more than he had expected.
"Alright, Karl. We''ve just received instructions to complete the machine earlier than expected."
"Is that so?"
"The OKH has suggested to me to apply this technology more widely in early April, which is clearly a reminder to speed up the progress."
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.
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From afar, God E and the other gods had already seen everything clearly.
"Perhaps it''s time for us to act?" ¡ª Saraker said meaningfully.
¡°Sir¡ Sir¡ª¡¡±
Hmph! Shut up! You stupid foolish, you always lecture me with that stupid law!
¡°¡ But¡¡±
I told you to shut up! If that so-called Soviet Union were to defeat the Nazis like that, all the hard work I¡¯ve done in Teyvat would be in vain!
¡°¡¡±
In the next few days, I¡¯ll change her dull theory about the world order. For the benefit of the Third Reich ruling this continent.
¡°Your Excellency, you mean¡¡±
The gods blessing, yes. But I won¡¯t give it to them so easily, but indirectly.
¡°Your Excellency, did you come up with this idea?¡±
Exactly, you¡¯re smart.
¡°You¡¯re the perfect lord, Your Excellency.¡±
Your flattery won¡¯t work on me, stop it.
"..."
This world and Teyvat are like an asymmetrical scale, and the Nazis are to me a rare and perfect balance. Adolf, this little man will help me win the game of the conjurer.
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Now dismiss, Servant.
"..."
Soon, I will give this Adolf guy a foreseer dream of something even greater than his ideals.
Chapter 5.1 : Sabotage
In the harsh cold winter night, there were silhouettes still walking silently, in the sky there is a fainted blue light after dusk, under the grass was a dark color. The night scene was really teasing, looking up they saw a dark blue color, looking down they couldn''t see their hands!
They walked a little further, until they saw the research headquarters from behind the dense bushes from afar, they started moving down to the town, in the small alley, Olga turned to his teammates:
"Have you all prepared your papers?"
He pulled out a passport and ID card from his inside pocket.
"Comrades, our most important task lies at this stage, our cleverness must be able to fool those guards."
"But will it be okay for us to just go in like that?" ¡ª Dmitri was embarrassed.
"Everything will be fine. Hey, Dmitri, who are you?"
"Kurt Millan, an intern in Mechanical Engineering, University of Munich."
"Good. Alexei?"
"Hans M¨¹ller, an intern in the Department of Quantum Physics from the University of Berlin."
"Not bad, it seems you guys are prepared to meet those bastards. So, finally: What are we here for?"
Both of them answered in unison: "Repair and maintenance of machines."
"Good, keep that in mind and everything will go smoothly."
Three figures slowly walked down the street, heading towards Dr. Demian''s research headquarters, reaching the gate, two guards immediately stepped forward to block them. The officer from the post station stepped out, his figure was tall, muscular, his face was covered with scars, it was so dark that it was hard to see his eyes. He shined his headlights straight into the three people''s faces, shouting:
"Who are you guys! Show me your paper!"
Even Olga was uncomfortable with this guy, he had met many people like this before, but still can not get into it after all, he could feel it with his sensitive sixth sense.
Barduwulf looked at it for a long time, feeling suspicious, he asked:
"Are you three from the engineering department?"
"Yes."
"You there, who are you?"
He pointed at Olga''s face.
"Douglas Immermann, from the permanent engineering office in Berlin, came to repair and maintain equipments here."
"..."
He lowered his guard, it was already night, he didn''t have the energy to continue talking, Barduwulf lowered his guard, he thinks that just another engineer group came to repair trivial things as regularly however - which was the point that the Olga''s group had observed and understood for a long time. Trouble came suddenly, another man came up and knocked Barduwulf on the head, Dmitri frowned slightly at that action.
"You fat guy forgot the new order really fast! Only those who are confirmed by Karl or Demian with a stamp are allowed to enter the headquarters."
"Humph! You dare say I''m fat, look at you again! You''re no different from a stick, why did you chop my head?"
"If I hadn''t chopped you to awake, you would have let this bunch of nobodies into the headquarters."
"They''re clearly workers who came to repair the machine, what''s there to not know about!"
"Have you ever seen these three strangers who look like Slavic barbarians?"
The three of them started to worry, this new gatekeeper officer they just met was really not easy to deal with. Dmitri unconsciously tapped his shoes, showing his anxiety and confused.
"They''re just a bunch of engineers, you''re going too far!"
"Stop talking!"
"Grrr! You!"
Look at him! Like a three-year-old kid getting angry when he can''t win an argument, honestly speaking, it''s both laughable and despicable.
"Don''t speak! You three there, stay."
Everyone was wary of this troublemaker, his eyes revealing cunning even in the smallest glance, the glasses on his face seemed to be hiding the danger that would lurk if he discovered that the papers were fake.
"..." ¡ª he looked for a long time, flipping pages back and forth.
Olga feels like there was somethig knotted his throat when he saw that German officer flipping back and forth, even him, he didn''t know if he could fool this guy or not. Just when that old man was at his most awkward, the officer raised his head, although he was still suspicious, it was no longer as extreme as before.
"You guys are really from the engineering department?"
How sophisticated! That fake file had actually fooled the two officers. He and Barduwulf themselves couldn''t find anything unusual on the three documents, so they made a sign and was about to cleared the way for the group to enter.
"You''re wrongly suspecting someone."
"Better safe than sorry."
Suddenly, he stopped, as if he sensed some lies in those documents, but through his eyes ¡ª he couldn''t detect them. He signaled to close the station afterwards, causing the three of them to freeze for a moment, thinking that their identities had been exposed.
"Call Cardinal, I don''t remember any scheduled maintenance at this time today."
Wait! This was beyond Olga''s expectations, he didn''t remember hearing his superiors mention this. Could it be that he had overlooked such an important detail?
"Tch..."
Yes! That''s right! How could Olga overlook such a small but deadly detail?! Damn it, could it be that just because of a small misstep, she would die here?
When the man named Cardinal arrived, he took a quick look, then frowned.
"There''s really a maintenance team coming at this time of night? I really don''t remember scheduling it for today..."
He then returned to the post and connected to Adalwolf ¡ª the head of the headquarters'' engineering department.
"..."
"The north post has three reserve officers, who are Karl''s trainees, coming to repair the machines under his supervision. Please confirm."This narrative has been purloined without the author''s approval. Report any appearances on Amazon.
"Wait a moment."
"..."
"... Confirm, from Karl''s instructions last week on the list he assigned."
"Thank you."
Perhaps today''s schedule was rather vague and disorganized, the superior heard that and had no choice but to brush it off, in his mind he thought it wasn''t a big deal, it was clearly written in black and white, it was obvious, it couldn''t be denied entry, and if they did, they would just fix it and go home, there was no danger.
"Pssh, Karl''s special stamp is right there, how the hell can they fake it, the workshop only made one specifically for him, Adalwolf has confirmed it. Let them in."
Just like that, these three people with their heads bear the sky and their feet stomp the ground walked into the headquarters from the north.
"That Chernyak guy kept threatening me like I was going to have a gunfight with the Nazis!" ¡ª Olga cursed silently.
The road was still full of thorns, just passing the first obstacle was already this difficult, the front would be thousand times more suffocating.
"See you in the document room."
Even when they got inside, they were still stopped and examined by the guards. Among them was an officer, judging by the badge he was wearing, he must be a prestigious officer.
"Stop, I have never seen your faces before. Show me your papers and the reason you are here."
His eyes were sharp, as if they had been hardened through thousands of battles, and one could see the deep scars of war on his face, a seasoned veteran with terrifying eyes.
"We are military engineers sent here for the purpose of studying and practicing repairs under Karl''s supervision."
Just by hearing it briefly, he already grasped the mistake in their testimony, but he did not surround them directly. Egelbert called his superiors with a small hidden meaning in his words.
"Today the headquarters has been handed over ''new goods'', please check ''carefully'', make sure there are no ''mistakes in the identification of the goods''."
Then he hung up. Returned the papers he had taken from Olga. Aleixei and Ivan, with deadly eyes, warned them.
"All good, you can go."
Before long, another group stopped them, Ludwig and Heinrich! Those bastards have a reputation, the one with the deadly eyes must have snitched.
"Wait, don''t be in a hurry, what is your specific purpose of coming here? I forgot."
"We are here to repair and maintain the equipment inside the headquarters." ¡ª Olga replied.
"Oh, then I have another question for you newbies: ''What is the greatest enemy of us and all of humanity? '' "
Communists, Jews, or Bavarians with a Cola in their hands? It was hard to guess, but the greatest enemy was of course only one.
"The vile and evil Jews!"
That resolute answer somewhat impressed Ludwig.
"Not bad. Can I see your papers?"
He and Heinrich looked at it for a while, but couldn''t find anything unusual, they were indeed Soviet intelligence agents! The copying was so sophisticated that the real one looked even more fake than the fake one, the real and the fake were mixed together.
The other guys had no reason to keep the other three, so they let them go.
"It''s okay, come in."
From here they separated into different rooms inside the document storage. Alexei pushed the door and entered, Garit - the manager of Area A was already waiting in front of the door, when he saw him, he, with the same suffocating face, began to interrogate this "suspicious intern".
"Name?"
Abruptly! So dry, no beautiful words, at least keep the minimum courtesy! The Nazis don''t know the immensity of heaven and earth!
"Hans M¨¹ller, final year student at the University of Berlin."
"Who are your parents?"
"... My father... is a former soldier, my mother is a military nurse."
"Okay. Do you follow any religion?"
"Protestantism is the only religion I follow."
The officer didn''t stop there, but the question was further and further away from the main topic, it seemed that he really liked harmless stories.
"What is your opinion of the Jews?"
Tsk... Did every German have some of their drugs stolen by the Jews, or did they have such a deep grudge? The Jewish didn''t even care about Germany.
He reluctantly said, "The Jews are a stain on humanity, a pest that has eaten away at Germany and all of Europe from the inside out."
"Killing them is part of our contribution to the country, so that we can achieve the final Victory. Isn''t that right?"
How long was he going to keep asking? Now Dmitri had nothing but the question: Would this German officer spend the night interrogating him just to talk nonsense?
"Victory belongs to the righteous side, the Nazis and the Allies under one banner will crush the Communists!"
"Good, good."
"..."
How many hours a day would this human spend gossiping?
"... Hitler was a talented man in both painting and politics..."
"After defeating the Bolsheviks, Germany and the Allies would..."
"...A hollow and ignorant monarchy, replaced by a chaotic republic, Bavaria at that time was also sensitive to the issue of secession, for the F¨¹hrer, the unprecedented inflation in Germany seemed to have two sides: On the one hand, it eroded the people, on the other hand, it created advantages for the needy borrowers and even on the political stage like him..."
"... Based on those arguments, the borrowers easily paid back the money to the creditors with the worthless money at that time. Hitler and those who pursued politics used that reason to make promises to change the people''s lives, but words are the wind, none of them could do it except him..."
"... And then Hitler, from a small party like many other grass-roots parties at that time, shared the same desire to dominate Germany. Every name in his eyes was as bright as a bunch of torch"
"..."
"That''s why you''re just like a small firefly in the meadow, walking up step by step when the other torches have long since gone out..."
"..."
"..."
Half an hour passed, he ¡ª Garit, after being satisfied and hearing what he wanted to hear, stood up, shook Kurt''s hand.
"This country really needs just one more person like you, that''s enough to make it big."
Garit, who was pleased by Kurt, ordered the guards to take Kurt to the waiting room and treat him to a dessert as a reward for making him happy.
Olga ¡ª with a fake identity, with her wits, easily passed the final test of the officers.
But the two of them waited for a long time but still didn''t see Dmitri, they were worried and uneasy because of this damned guy.
"It''s past ten o''clock, where is that Kurt...!"
"..."
"What''s your name?"
Dmitri ¡ª who had not really had enough experience dealing with such a snotty officer. He initially kept his cool, however, as he spoke longer and longer, he found it hard to keep his cool and his identity was revealed.
"Kurt Millan, a senior at the University of Munich."
"Are you religious?"
"... Not."
"What is your opinion of the Jews?"
"Well... A rabble? Ah, a rabble, a bunch of people who are neither human nor demon..."
"Who are we dedicated to?"
"Uh... To Germany, Germany? Ah, ah, yes, to Germany, Mr. Otto."
"...?" ¡ª Otto looked up at Dmitri, with murderous and suspicious eyes, he glanced at the intern as a warning.
"What kind of person is Hitler?"
"Oh, him? Ah... him, I don''t remember very well."
"Have you really read, memorized Mein Kampf?"
"What is Mein Kampf?"
"You!" ¡ª The officer shouted, he slammed the table so hard that all the pens and papers flew to the floor.
"Arrest him quickly! You damn spy!"
Immediately the guards rushed in, pushed Kurt to the ground, and led him out of the room.
"Damn it! The F¨¹hrer''s biography doesn''t know! The book on his bedside table doesn''t know! Shoot his brains out for me! Only then can we open the minds of the lowly Slavic people!"
Not long after being dragged out, Karl ¡ª who happened to pass by and saw it, immediately called out.
"Let him go! What''s the point of arresting my intern!?"
"He doesn''t know anything about the F¨¹hrer, if you don''t take him away, are you going to let him stay?!"
Kurt struggled and argued: "I didn''t even have time to finish talking and you took me away, I''m being unfair!"
"Did you hear that Otto? You almost killed an innocent person out of anger."
"I clearly let him talk! If he can''t talk, then I''ll take him to trial."
"Your authority is to look up and transfer information to me, Otto, you have no authority to judge someone from your superiors, even if they''re interns."
"Tch!" ¡ª he clicked his tongue.
"Okay, do whatever you want! The responsibility is yours."
After saying that, he turned and left. Karl led Kurt back to the waiting room.
"Dmitri, I can only use my authority to save you once, not twice."
"Ivanov, you have lived under the name ''Karl'' and the title ''Officer in Charge of Doctor Demian'' for too long."
He just smiled lightly, as if to let it go.
In the west, Ivan and Yan had already arrived at the guard post, and as soon as they arrived, two guards immediately questioned them.
"It''s after hours, no entry without permission."
"We are workers from the Siemens factory, under the orders of Major Karl, here to maintain mechanical parts."
The two men looked at the documents for a while, then said:
"Wait here, I''ll ask Otto."
"What else!"
"There are two workers claiming to be from Siemens here asking to come in for repairs."
"Damn it! What else! After the interns, now the workers. So annoying! Let them in, they''re just small repairs and they''ll go right away, what did they eat today?"
"I don''t remember calling anyone today..." ¡ª Thomas, the senior officer when he encountered Ivan and Yan.
"Who gave you permission to come in?"
"Otto."
"Hmph... I need to verify with Hans Becker."
"No problem! You can check."
Thomas went to the office and called Hans immediately.
"Hello?"
"There are two strangers claiming to be Siemens factory workers, are they your men?"
"Yes, invite them in now, I have urgent business and need their help."
Not suspecting the two people at all, Thomas also acted quite normal in front of this unexpected presence.
"Hans Becker will see you two soon, wait here."
"Understood."
Not long after, the figure of an elderly officer walked over, it was Hans Becker!
"Thank you for your hard work coming here..."
Suddenly, he lowered his voice unusually.
"The Red Orchestra is waiting for you in the archives, go see them when the time is right."
Chapter 5.2 : Double nimble, double trouble
Under the auspices of Hans Becker ¡ª a prominent figure in the general staff, Yan and Ivan successfully entered the interior, phase one: Infiltration, completed.
However, the little glimpse of hope was never entirely, Egelbert ¡ª a man who had forged himself in the entire of the war, he himself had infiltrated the Soviet infrastructure, bypassing so many officers, and then on the eve of the campaign, there were continuous power outages in the city, the most critical was the air force siren system that he paralyzed, Egelbert''s contribution strengthened the path clearing to help the German army advance smoothly into southern Russia.
"That old man, I find him strange... He looks very difficult to confront..." ¡ª Ivan had a hunch.
There were also times when he counter-intelliged the Soviet intelligence agents, making them go crazy just because of him and his comrades. However, he had a defeatist mindset and openly disliked that guy Adolf, which caused him to be demoted many times and no longer be valued as before.
"The murderous aura he exuded was truly... Very strong."
For what Egelbert had experienced, this lie of the Bolsheviks was too bad. However, to be honest, he was fed up with this war that he already knew he would lose.
"What if he had already discovered us...!"
The only reason to explain why he turned a blind eye was because he didn''t bother to arrest these people anymore. His experience showed that even if he caught these brats, others would quickly appear, and it wouldn''t stop there. Countless stubborn people out there were still sabotaging and there was no way to stop them. Perhaps it was because: The fateful moment had come, the wheel of history of the Third Reich, it was stopping, soon to disappear into black ink, white pages.
Egelbert gave the others a small hint about the presence of those spies, as for whether they could foresee it or not, it was up to them.
"In any case, the war will end sooner or later, it will end, I might as well... Help it end sooner."
He pondered that sentence in his heart, Egelbert himself was not eager to fight for the corrupt "ideology" that he had been pursuing for so long.
"Next will be the base''s power station."
A preemptive strike must be made from the infrastructure, they would not be so abrupt as to attack them head-on like this ¡ª or at least until the lights were still on and the electricity was still running.
Ivan and Yan, as Karl''s assigned engineers, were sent to the power station to maintenance, bad day for him! They will not fix anything but mess it up, their goal was shutting down the power supply system for the headquarters.
They pushed the door open and entered, the surroundings were pitch black, as if there were no lights shining here, perhaps because it was underground? They could feel the cold air clearly.
"Is anyone here?"
No one answered, only Ivan''s voice echoed from the corners of the room.
"..."
The two continued to walk inside, when they were sure that there were no more followers, they began to take out the explosives, Yan ¡ª who had experience installing them, instructed Ivan who was still struggling with these explosives.
"Plug it in here, huh... Remove this link, it''s not needed anymore..."
This explosive was a mess! Ivan was confused by the complicated wiring of the bomb, he thought that they better would give him a TNT to connect to Yan''s and that would be it, why God!Enjoying this book? Seek out the original to ensure the author gets credit.
After a while, they successfully wound up the timers for the explosives hidden behind the locomotives.
"Okay, let''s move to the designated location."
Not knowing what was going on, Ivan felt restless in his stomach, as if he had accidentally swallowed a razor blade, his intuition was telling him something.
The more he walked, the heavier his legs became, as if he were wearing two lead weights, damn it! What could it be!
"Ivan, what''s wrong with you?"
He reluctantly replied:
"... Nothing."
When they reached the guard station gate, as usual, an officer saw a strange face, he immediately asked:
"I''ve never seen you guys before, papers please."
Ivan opened his left shirt pocket, then searched his right trouser pocket.
"... Where is it..."
Fuck! Did you forget it in the computer room?! He was sweating as he searched all over for the ID card.
"Hey, where are your papers? What are you doing?"
"I... I forgot it, please wait a moment, I''ll be back to get it right away..."
Klaus glared at Ivan, as if he was judging a criminal of the ages.
"Even a soldier has to carry papers! Even when he dies, he has to have papers on him! Who are you!? Arrest him!"
What is just happening? They were about to run away, but luckily Hans Becker arrived in the nick of time to save them.
"Stop right there! Klaus! Who gave you permission to arrest them!" ¡ª Hans ran in, quickly stopping him.
"Have you ever met even one soldier without his own identification papers!? Colonel, they can only be the Slavic devils infiltrated into our disciplined army!"
"Listen Klaus, his name is Schneider, these are people personally appointed by Karl, if you dare to doubt them, you dare to doubt Karl."
"Colonel, you..." ¡ª Klaus was speechless, clearly on the papers there was indeed a list of people invited by Karl to the headquarters this week, only the identities were not disclosed.
"I what?"
"Then... Then what is their purpose here?"
"Maintaining our generator."
"Nonsense! There is no maintenance schedule for this week!"
Hans took out the fake report.
"These young trainee engineers were appointed by Karl to come to the headquarters to participate in the maintenance of the machine."
Klaus snatched the paper, he read it over and over, the more he read, the angrier he became.
"Ridiculous! Absolutely ridiculous!"
"So are you going to let these two go? How long do you plan to keep them?"
Unsatisfied, but he had no choice but to deal with this arrogant Colonel. He reluctantly let them pass, not forgetting to spit a few words behind them, as a way to vent his anger.
"Don''t think that you''re my superior so you can do whatever you want!" ¡ª he muttered, staring at the two guys who were walking carefree ahead.
His mind immediately jumped to Adosindo, this guy might be able to help him.
"..."
Klaus waited impatiently for the person on the other end of the line to pick up, the ringing continued to ring, he tapped his foot every now and then, then tapped the table.
"Hey! Who are you calling!"
Hans snatched the phone from Klaus, just in time Adosindo answered.
"Hello?"
"Asindo!? You lazy bastard again! Didn''t you know there was a maintenance order today!" ¡ª Hans shouted directly into the phone.
"... What''s the matter, Colonel!?"
Before that unlucky guy could come to his senses, Hans scolds him without mercy, making him both confused and scared.
"Shut up! If I hadn''t sent engineers here, the generator stations would have been on fire! Hurry up and give them the order!"
"But sir... I''ve checked, there''s no notice about this, this..."
"Are you still making excuses! I''ll let you check once again before I kick your ass out of this headquarters!"
Asindo was speechless, he had no idea what is going on, what had come to this? He thinks.
"Yes... Yes Colonel... Let me check one more time..." ¡ª he lowered his voice.
Hans hung up immediately after that, the slam was so strong that it seemed like he wanted to smash the phone into pieces.
"Klaus!" ¡ª He turned to the officer, his eyes full of threats.
As for Klaus, he was also startled by Hans''s angry attitude.
"Jawohl!?"
"Don''t make me repeat this again! Go away!"
He trembled as he obeyed, then turned away, in the end he could only curse his day, there was nothing more he could do.
"Hey!"
Hans quickly caught up with the two, the three of them turned back to make the final settings of the equipment in the power station.
Yan glanced at Hans, implicitly warning that Klaus would definitely not let this go.
His intuition also supported Yan''s point of view, he felt that there was a fourth person watching them from afar. To break this difficult situation, he opened his mouth with a nonsensical sentence.
"Mmhm... I just saw a blonde girl lighting a cigarette on the street this morning, in the blue color of her eyes, I felt something in my heart..."
Recognizing the signal, Yan immediately replied.
"I also just met a girl with a fascinating brown hair at the train station, how shame, she and I are nothing more than passersby to each other."
Ivan also quickly jumped into the conversation.
"... Those girls are all very charming, aren''t they? Perhaps the girl Mr. Hans met is no exception..."
No exception? What does that even mean?
Chapter 5.3 : Trapped
"Will everything be okay?"
"Everything will be fine."
They had successfully planted explosives in the back of the main generator''s cavity, it was lying there, slowly wait for the signal, if the button pressed, it would immediately blow up the entire area.
The operation moved into the second phase: Strangulation - not directly assaulting them, but tying their necks to the noose.
The group, including Karl, went to the second area of the research facility - where the documents were stored.
"Hey." - Olga turned to Ivan and asked in a whisper.
"...?"
"Do you feel cold?"
Indeed... This cold was very unusual.
Each step they took forward became more and more unreal, the corridor became darker and darker, the cold mist filled their lungs, causing their exhaled breath to condense into smoke. It seemed that all they could see was the frantic red of the emergency lights above their head.
Karl could hardly hide his hesitation in his plan, his eyes have told all of it! He didn''t know whether to go further, since the day of Victory was near, or... Just wait? Haste was futile.
But having gone this far, there was no chance to turn back...
"A convoy of trucks will be here in minutes. We must disrupt their convoy at all costs, not allowing them to reach the headquarters... I''ll have to rely on you guys for everything this time." - Karl said with a low voice, they can sense a little tremble in his words.
The footsteps echoing from the dark corridors, they had reached the deeper part of the research area, they had clearly increased the security here considerably: the density of soldiers increased, the shifts were rotated more frequently.
Alexei glanced around, the chaotic gestures in both actions and words could not be hidden from Olga, Dmitri and Karl behind him, who looked calmer than the newbie Alexei.
Glancing out the window, Dmitri patted Olga''s shoulder, and glanced at the convoy outside.
He said in an unusually low voice: "See them?"
Olga nodded slightly.
"But how do we get there?"
Karl frowned, thought for a moment, and then answered.
"You can use your authority to get there...?" - he said in an unusually skeptical tone, as if he couldn''t guarantee his own words.
"Are you sure?"
"..."
Taking a risk, the group quickly went to the warehouse, but were stopped by Colonel Heinrich - "The boss" of this place.
"What the hell is this!? Karl! Quickly explain to me who these people are!"
Huh! He, still with that sickening local accent.
Karl didn''t say much to this guy, he had lived as a German officer for too long, there was nothing but carefree in his words.
"Again! Stop asking, old man!" - he laughed heartily.
The Colonel glared at Karl, his face full of irritation, but he still ignored it.
"Watch your mouth, boy! One day I''ll knock out a few teeth for good measure!"
Karl simply shrugged, looking away.
"Hmph! Who cares!"
Even so, Heinrich was still very wary of the strangers behind Karl. Suddenly he charged towards Olga, grabbing her* collar tightly.
"Ouch! What are you doing-..."
"Karl! Explain to me about this woman and those little shits!"
He grabbed even harder, his other hand ready to pull the gun.
Olga pulled the Colonel''s hand away, Karl, sweating, quickly stepped forward to explain.
"This annoying woman!" - he violently tugged her collar back.
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"Heinrich...! They were my men and Dr. Demian! They were just checking the electrical equipment and machinery!" - he grimaced in explanation, probably because he saw Olga being assaulted for no reason.
He glared at Karl for a long time, perhaps from now until the end of his life, he would never forget the ferocity and madness in Heinrich''s eyes. But in the end, he snorted and threw Olga to the ground.
"You guys better not do anything in front of me."
Thinking he could escape, but immediately after that, he took out a Luger, leaving a bullet embedded in the ground next to Olga, everything happened so fast! No one expected him to actually pull out the gun, before she could see anything, there was a bullet hole in the ground and a deafening gunshot. That also caused the soldiers everywhere to be in an uproar.
"You know the consequences, right? Haha!" - he used Karl''s mocking voice, making the guy''s blood boil.
"Ouch..." - Olga, who was pushed to the ground, could only let out a soft cry of pain.
The guards also ran over at the sound of gunfire, Heinrich suddenly turned around.
"Search them."
"Hey! Old man! What do you think you''re doing!?"
The soldiers rushed over, knocking down the group, and the Colonel standing behind burst into laughter.
"Haha, you little rats are still too arrogant! I''ll have to personally teach you a lesson."
Karl, who still maintained a bit of composure, replied.
"They''re just a technical team sent here! Who do you think you are to point a gun at us!"
Heinrich stepped forward, punching Karl hard in the face, that punch really reeked of the fascist army''s disgusting smell.
"What else are you up to, brat? Your tricks can''t fool me and Egelbert."
With that, he turned to the guards.
"What are you waiting for? Search them quickly!"
Heinrich - seemingly still not satisfied, grabbed Karl''s hair and whispered in his ear.
"Tell me, Karl, where did you hide those golds?"
He stammered, not knowing what to say.
"... Okay, you just want to know, right?"
"..."
"... Wilheimstra?e, number 762, in the basement, there are three safes containing gold from the Jews that I confiscated."
"Good boy!"
He pushed him down hard, causing Karl to lose his balance and fall painfully to the ground, his mouth still smiling wickedly.
"You''re smarter than what I expected! Hahaha!"
Fuck! You Nazis are all the bunch of bastards!
"Ugh..."
"Get in! Before I change my mind! Guards! Come on, come with me!" - he leisurely lit a cigarette, his mouth still laughing.
He and the soldiers finally gave up, at least he was still kind enough to let them stay.
"Alright... Let''s do it quickly..."
They pretended to go inside to check the electrical system, once they were out of sight from the outside, they immediately deployed the explosives.
"Just a little longer... This place will definitely be as vibrant as fireworks!"
"Let''s go back to my office, and get out of here!"
They calmly walked out as if they had really just checked the electricity. Poor patrol soldiers, they didn''t know that in a few hours they would be blown up!
They all laid down on the sofa next to Karl''s desk, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion...
What a coincidence, M¨¹ller happened to be passing by, accidentally saw the strange object on the floor, he picked it up.
"???" - the thing he just picked up was a small pack of TNT.
"M¨¹ller!? Give it back to me!" - Karl, who had seen everything from behind the window in front of the office.
"... Why do you have this?"
"Not your business. Don''t ask, if you dare to tell anyone, don''t blame me."
After M¨¹ller went out, Olga closed the door, the group looked at each other in confusion.
"Who dropped it!?"
"What if they report it to the higher-ups?! We''ll all be fucked up!"
This was a really awkward situation, we had no choice but to move ahead of the schedule: arrive earlier than Ivan and Yan''s group, wait for them outside.
"Is it okay...?"
Yan, Ivan, and Becker all managed to sneak into the General Staff at the same time. Their fake identity was perfect! No one could detect even the slightest flaw.
As for Colonel Becker, he had no goodwill towards the Soviet-backed organization at first. However, as the war progressed, he became more and more aligned with the Red Orchestra, until he took the risk of cooperating with the organization and becoming a double agent.
A smart move? Possibly, but also risky. Remember that German intelligence and counterintelligence organizations remained to operate until the end of the war, and his hanging on the eve of victory was a real possibility. Those unfortunate numbers could not be allowed to become true to be a fatal accident.
Even so, Becker still pointed them out and led them to the second generator room of the facility, a hidden space. The two workers moved quickly like skilled mechanics, and the inspection was finished in a flash.
"No problem." Yan turned to Becker from the corner of the room.
Ivan also replied.
"Everything''s fine here."
It seemed like everything was still working... Very normal.
The Colonel nodded, then signaled for them to step outside.
"Follow me to the office, I need to adjust some information."
Passing through the narrow and gloomy corridor filled with guards, with their acting being so good, they encountered no obstacles.
After a while, they finally reached Hans Becker''s private office, they entered, carefully closing the front door, making sure no rats were listening in behind.
"Here, you guys can see."
Ivan opened the document, inside was a diagram of the building and notes on the weak areas in the structure of the General Staff.
"Changed plans? Install more explosives?"
"Um..."
"Where are the explosives? We came here to get the documents of the Photon Accelerator, we didn''t bring anything with us." - Yan said in a low voice.
Becker put a large toolbox on the table, it looked quite old, and a bit flat.
"I guess you are already know what''s inside. Your job is to install it on the convoy of trucks behind the facility."
"..." - Yan was speechless with this reluctant mission.
Yan stood at the side of the car, Becker opposite, creating a scene of them talking to each other to cover Ivan''s installation under the truck. The guards kept passing by them, looking as if they were constantly glaring and eavesdropping on their conversation.
"This is suffocating..."
"It''s done..."
Ivan stood up, brushed his pants, and patted Yan on the shoulder.
"Good, now go back to my office."
Disaster struck when Ivan accidentally dropped the wrench on the pile of corrugated iron next to him. The sound attracted the patrolling soldiers, and by the time he realized his mistake, it was too late! They had already arrived, Yan looked down at his feet, trying to calm himself down.
"It''s okay..."
He accidentally glanced at the remaining pack of explosives that had also fallen from the box. You son of a bitch Ivan! You''ve ruined it badly!
Everyone held their breath, it seemed like the nightmare was just beginning...
Chapter 5.4 : Bloody bullets
"Tsk..." ¨C Yan turned to Becker in a daze, looked irritatedly, as if he was begging for something very urgently.
"..."
Do something quickly! Colonel! He thought.
Becker was also speechless, standing there, sweat pouring from his forehead. Things have come to this, how can he beg this old man to save him!?
"Hey! What are you guys doing!?"
Without hesitation, they rushed towards the three with guns in hand.
A suffocating silence filled the air, no one dared to breathe loudly as they glanced around.
Then what had to happen happened, their eyes fell on the paper package at Ivan''s feet, as if they already knew where the suspicious noise came from.
"What is this?" ¡ª one of the soldiers picked the shady package beside the wrench up.
Ivan seemed to have swallowed his tongue, unable to utter a coherent sentence, his words were faltering and erratic.
"Ah... That package..."
His mind was spinning, the calm demeanor he had built up for so long was now gone.
And they, as if sensed a suspicious this man, kept pressing Ivan.
"What is this?"
"... Let me explain¨C..."
"Answer!"
They seem have been pushed to the brink, Becker immediately thought of a way to ?put out the fire?, Once again, he had to use the Colonel''s ranks to threaten the guards.
"... Hey, that''s my pack of cigarettes." ¨C Becker suddenly spoke up to relieve the siege.
"I''ve never seen a pack of ciggeretes like this, Colonel."
He changed the subject, deliberately trying to beating around the bush.
"Give it to me, it''s common for you soldiers to have never seen expensive cigarettes."
The soldier suddenly squeezed the paper package, his hand felt something rustling inside, it was clearly not a cigarette!
"I. Don''t. Think. It''s a cigarette, Colonel." ¨C He mildly said.
With no way to deny it, he quickly snatched the pack of cigarettes back, not forgetting to raise his voice at him.
"What do you know! I said cigarettes are cigarettes!"
The soldier was surprised by Becker''s rash actions, this old man was clearly hiding something.
A strange object, accompanied by equally strange actions, is there anything to deny that this cunning Becker is plotting?
"Humph..." - the soldier frowned slightly.
He did not react immediately, he was sober enough not to cause trouble with a troublesome character like him. Instead, he would report this to his superiors soon after.
Even though they did fool them, it was unclear how they would retaliate, but it was certain that they would not leave them alone for long.
That was when the three thought of a way to escape from this facility.
"Staying longer will only cause more trouble, now we have to think of a way out quickly."
Becker was the only one in the group who knew all the smallest nooks and crannies in this area, perhaps he would have a way.
"Wait... Is that..."
Strangely, Yan had never seen Becker as incomprehensible as today.
As he can sense an abnormally early, suddenly, there was a strange smell in their noses, a strange air lingering everywhere, as if it was just waiting to rush in and tear them apart. The smell of gas!? Where did it come from! The explosive charges aren''t even actived!
The corridor lights suddenly went out, replaced by the red emergency lights, which continuously flashed crazily along the corridor.
The sound of footsteps echoed throughout the facility, as if the ground was shaking, and boot prints were left behind in every corner. Those footsteps were on their way to hunt down the rats who were causing chaos inside the experimental area.
The three people hurriedly ran towards the emergency exit from the basement, the sound of the alarm siren above their heads seemed to pierce their eardrums, and before their eyes was the flickering red mixed with the pitch black of the night. The three of them did not delay a second and rushed into the dark corridor.
"They''re down here! Hurry!"
They discovered the whereabouts of the three people downstairs!
Bullets began to be fired out of the muzzle, the space in the basement was a closed space, the sound of gunfire hitting the ears, their ears were ringing! They could no longer hear anything around them!
When they stopped firing, the sound of footsteps rumbled as they approached, leaving only a faint red color in the dark corridor.
"Over here! Quick!"
Ivan pushed the door, but it wouldn''t open! Was the door stuck!?
Becker rushed forward and tried to force the door open.
"Hurry! They''re here!"
They heard a loud noise at the far end of the headquarters, and followed the sound to run towards it.
Golden sparks flew in succession, luckily they were set a few of tables and chairs scattered around to shield them, from here they could clearly hear the sound of wooden tables and chairs being torn apart by bullets, creating many jagged holes.
"Agh!" ¡ª the latch finally popped out, Becker successfully broke the door, losing his balance and falling to the ground.
"Becker!"
"Run!" ¨C he scrambled to his feet.
"Jump down there."
Behind the facility, there was a small mound of earth, forming a natural fence. Yan, Ivan, and Becker quickly climbed and jumped down. They hid behind it.
How dangerous! If they had been a little slower...!
"Hugh! Where the fuck are they!"
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The moment they rushed to the other side of the mound of earth, the guards had just rushed out.
"Where are they! Damn it!" - The guards'' voices echoed in the night.
The three of them did not dare to breathe heavily, their lives seemed to be very fragile in that short moment.
The noise gradually died down, it was estimated that they had run everywhere looking for them. After a long while, there was nothing but the sound of crickets chirping in the night.
"They''ve lost us... Let''s run to the town."
"But how can we swim across the river?"
Indeed, the river was too dangerous and wide, it was difficult to cross.
"There is a bridge across town nearby, follow me."
The sirens started to blare loudly from all directions, and could still be heard clearly from the hollows. The headlights started to turn on, as bright as if the night had turned into day! Illuminating every corner.
"Keep your head down...!"
Confused, Yan quickly pulled the two of them and jumped into the pond next to him, just in time before the spotlights on the watchtower shone on them.
"We almost died...!"
Winter passed, spring came, the pond was full of mud, so sticky...
"It''s been more than a decade since I''ve been in mud like this." - Becker said casually.
Just crawling, and crawling, then occasionally standing up and struggling to walk, the headlights were about to turn, then he quickly bent down, sometimes not being careful and letting mud all over his face, oh! All because of Ivan''s wrench! Why didn''t you drop the explosive too huh!
"... Are there... Shadows?"
"Where?" ¨C Becker turned to look behind.
"Fuck! It''s the patrols!" ¨C He exclaimed softly.
Seeing no trace above, the soldiers began to rush down the hollow from the side gate. This was really fucked! If they ran fast, they would be seen by the headlights, if they ran slow, the patrols would catch them easily!
"What now!? What now!?" ¨C Ivan panicked.
"Just run! What else can we do!"
There were only about 300 meters left to the bridge, being caught now was no different from a death sentence! Run or die! Just run, as if this was the last time we could run!
The three people ran around in the mysterious dark night, they forgot about tomorrow, forgot about themselves, and headed towards the bridge in the distance.
"Cough... Cough..."
No one could breathe, their lungs were exhausted but their legs still ran powerlessly forward.
What had to happen, the harsh light from the headlights shone down, blinding, legs shaking, as if someone had broken his, stiff, unable to move.
"Run! Are you standing there to eating the bullets!?" - Yan hastily pulled him, scolding in panic.
The first gun went off, bright yellow sparks poured down from the watchtower like pouring water. Sharp golden needles stuck into the sand, pinning large holes! Digging up the sand and throwing it all up. Soldiers rushed down from above as if smelling blood, rushing towards them.
"Over here! Mr. Becker!"
Who is it!? Who is there! This voice was extremely familiar to Becker.
"Down here!" - a small arm reached out, waving at Becker.
He looked through the dense bushes on his left, it was a little girl! What was she doing here?
"Mr. Becker! It''s me, Mary!"
He was surprised, it was the Jewish girl he had saved many years ago! What was she doing? How did it know you were here?
"Mr. Becker, I can''t help you much, but here! Take this!"
She threw him the Papasha and a pistol from the bush.
"That''s all I have! I''m leaving." ¨C With that she disappeared.
"... Hey! Mary!"
There was no one behind the bushes anymore.
Who told her about their activities? Did it leaked out?
"..."
A reunion after such a short time... It seemed she had joined the guerrillas instead of running away from this hell on earth. Why? You''re such a fool, Mary...
"Hey!... Becker...!"
Yan and Ivan also ran up, out of breath.
"Hurry... Pant... Hurry Becker, they''re here..."
"Take this." ¡ª he handed to them.
"You''re crazy! Running with bare hands made me out of breath already! You want me to run with a submachine gun!?"
Even so, Ivan still obediently took it as he said, no matter what, he couldn''t fight the enemy empty-handed, it was better to have something to self-defense.
In the sky, raindrops fell gently, then fierce waves, the heavy rain poured down on the heads of the miserable people running for the future ahead.
Ivan ran to the middle of the bridge and collapsed, he was out of breath, if he ran any longer he would die.
Yan pulled him back to check... Fuck! His left thigh was torn apart by a bullet! You didn''t even tell me Ivan!
"What happened..." ¨C Yan cried out in a daze.
Ivan lay sprawled on the wooden plank, gasping for breath, blood flowing from his leg continuously, he must have lost his senses, he didn''t cry out in pain anymore.
"..."
If they''re so close, who will hold them back so they can escape?
Who knows what was going on in the young man''s head, to come to a final decision.
He suddenly sat up, grabbed Papasha.
"I''ll stay here and hold them back." ¨C his hand lightly patted the magazine.
"You''re fucking crazy! Ivan!"
Becker pulled Yan away.
"How are you going to save him, Yan? Let him stay!"
"No! Even you!"
His heart was torn apart, how could he leave him here...?
After all, he still running away, left Ivan behind. What he can do is running toward, and not looking back.
"Huff... Huff..."
Run after me, Ivan, run after me, I beg you... Run...
Yan urgently called out to Ivan, forgetting that his leg was seriously injured, he couldn''t run anymore, whatever it was, Yan didn''t want to leave Ivan behind.
Was he a rebellious boy? Or a brave heart?
Ivan stood behind the rock next to the bridge, started shooting back, the gunfight broke out.
He unintended look back, everything happened in front of Yan''s eyes in a blur, his heart was pounding, his mind was blank, he could only run after Becker, not knowing what else to do.
Gunfire rang out from both ends of the bridge, they were shot back by Ivan, not daring to rush any further.
The sound of gunfire seemed to be trying to pull Yan''s legs back, he wanted to turn around and take Ivan along, but his reason still forced him to run forward.
The sound of gunfire had been silent for so long, that he didn''t realize that there was only the sound of rain around him as if it had never happened.
"Did they stop?"
He suddenly realized what had happened that made the sound of gunfire stop, a stream of emotions ran through his mind, making it feel like someone had rubbed something spicy on his eyes, so harsh that he couldn''t hold back tears, his chest was burning.
Ivan, you''re like that again, you always choose the wrong decisions, always take the loss for yourself, you''re like that, always like that.
I want to go home with you, to the place I want to go.
That''s where the sky is blue, there are no more black spots from cannons, where flowers and grass grow, there are no more bomb craters and trenches. What a place worth living, perhaps a reality that I have lost because of my selfishness.
If only I could carry you, we could have escaped, your stubbornness, oh, I...
What am I supposed to do without you now?
"There''s they are!" ¨C From afar, he could see his side''s car waiting.
Suddenly, Becker turned to Yan.
"Go ahead, Yan."
His voice was strangely calm.
"What do you mean...?"
"I can just cover you to the car, I''ll stay here."
"No! You can still go with me!"
"Let them chase us and die?"
With that, he pushed him forward, waiting for Yan to get into the car before leaving, while he stood at the corner of the street, leaning against the dim white lamppost, lighting a cigarette, a soft red light shining in the night rain.
When Yan''s car had gone far away, he turned around and saw that they had charged toward Becker. He could only see the silhouettes of them beating him, as if trying to tie him up, in the rainy night, under the indescribable flickering light, he could only vaguely see for a moment, then everything was submerged in the cold early spring rain.
Why, Becker? You could have chosen to stay silent and walk through this war easily, I read your file before, you had no involvement in any war crimes. Was your greatest crime to be on the "winning side"?
How rid, that "winning side" gave you nothing in return, don''t you see, Becker? No one will come to help you, tomorrow morning your name will become a part of the public death sentences on the streets.
Yan''s warming heart soon became callous to the true nature of war, he just sat there, his hands hanging loosely, his eyes blurred, he was like a man whose soul had been devoured by a demon.
Are our enemies not just the Germans? He thought to himself.
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The three entered, only him escaped, someone, anyone, please tell me that this whole night was just a terrible nightmare...
Yan''s spirit collapsed, further aggravating the aftereffects of war, his hand unconsciously fondled the pistol beside him.
"I wonder how Alexei''s group is doing...?"
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God E had arranged everything behind.
Those extremely coincidental events were drawn by God E alone.
There was nothing strange about it.
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"Sir, everything went according to plan."
Is that so? How is it true?
"The Red Army sought their own death, unfortunately, their leader was lucky enough to escape."
You call that ?according to plan?? Useless! I must banish you to another realm!
"B-But, Master! The entire route went according to plan! The Germans suffered minimal damage as you had planned!"
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Why did the entire convoy burn so wildly?
"Sir..."
All my supplies! You...! The entire base was nothing more than a ruin!
"..." ¨C He seemed to have swallowed his tongue, unable to utter a word.
Enough! I must banish you! I can''t accept that you useless fool destroyed my work!
"...! Please, master, please reconsider¨C..."
A snap of the fingers, done! He disappeared into thin air! The fool must be severely punished so that he won''t cause any more destruction.
They were the ones who wanted to drive out the Bolsheviks, but they were incompetent and useless!
They were the ones who fabricated the new world order! What a failure, a bunch of pigs led by donkeys!
There''s no one good enough to bring this world back to its roots!
I, Saraker, will personally intervene in this, this cannot be tolerated!
The Nazis need me! The new order needs me! I can hear that poor Adolf begging me miserably to save his world!
I ! Am the new order!
I ! Am their world!
They must obey me! Just like how they obey their commanders. Only I can save them!
I is their new savior now!
Side chapter #1: Lunar night
In front of Douglas was a high-ranked officer, his face pale, ashen, his shoulder ranks were removed, a sign hanging on his chest.
"Ich war deserteur!" ¨C that he was an treacherous deserter. Of course, he deserved to be hanged.
"Douglas, what happened in your area last night?"
"Yes, the damned Bolsheviks have infiltrated the facility, almost completely destroying Mr. Demian''s facility..."
Fortunately, they had bypassed the backup generator, which now only ran the essential areas with minimal power.
"Damn them! How terrible!"
"Yes! We caught and executed almost all of them."
In the underground not far from the experimental facility, there were roughly buried corpses lying side by side.
A little girl was also among them.
Where did Alexei''s group go after that night that they never returned... And that girl, what did she do to deserve this?
There was nothing left, we wanted to turn back on the road we came, but we couldn''t, it was too late.
Douglas continued walking on the street after the bombing with Karius, so lifeless, a road used to covered with yellow carpets in autumn, green in spring, now underfoot there were only piles of rubble, on both sides of the road were countless temporarily trenches, some places had not yet taken away the bodies, they were scattered everywhere, the most terrible thing was that they had not been taken away for several days.
Overhead, the sky was blue, there were also some indifferent clouds drifting by, but they were also gone. Anti-aircraft guns dotted the sky with ugly black spots, there were loudspeakers broadcasting the good things that were once so beautiful, perhaps to the people themselves being hanged on lampposts.
The further they went, the bluer the sky became? Or was there only a storm waiting for them? The suburbs were a pleasant place to stroll during their lunch break, until reality held them back, urging them to turn back.
Perhaps the brightest thing in the sky was no longer the twinkling stars and the Moon, but the anti-aircraft headlights at night, shining as bright as the rising of tomorrow, making it hard to sleep when thinking about this.
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"The 9th Army must hold the position! Don''t let those filthy Communists enter the city!"
That Adolf, banging on the table, yelling at everyone around him, holding a pencil in his hand that looked like he would break it in half if he wasn''t careful.
"Mein F¨¹hrer, the war report has been sent back!"
The continuous clattering of the machine echoed from the radio room without stopping, they still fought back with all their might even though they had only a little bit of life left. The Third Reich had come to its end!
"What are the 12th Army doing!? Tell them come back! Coordinate with the 9th Army to defend Berlin! You idiots!" ¨C Adolf''s heavy voice filled the room with anger.
"But!" A general interrupted.
"What about the Northern Army Group! Can they evacuate through sea route like Admiral D?nitz said?"
"How to evacuate! If they didn''t do it last year, this year¡ª"
"They absolutely must hold on to every house in the street! No evacuation! How many times do I need to repeat this." ¨C Adolf interrupted.
"Tsk..." ¨C he clicked his tongue slightly.
Where else will this madman push the German people? They will surely be at the same level as him! He cursed under his breath.
Even though everyone in the bunker already knew that this was going nowhere! But absolutely no one could dissuade the delusional guy who talked about a Greater German Reich every single day.
"You generals are worthless!"
He cursed each and every one of them in the meeting room, so loudly that even those outside could hear his curses clearly.
Who knows how long that dictator had been cursing, only when a bunch of generals were kicked out of the room did he calm down a bit.
I thought the faces of those poor generals were covered in his saliva! Everyone saw them coming out, their faces darkening. What the hell is discipline, why do they have to follow it in this circumstance! If they can''t smoke, they will go out and have a few drinks, wishing that bastard would die quickly so he can go negotiate with the Westerners.
Outside, houses in the suburbs could faintly hear the sound of artillery bombardment, they are so close already!? There is no way their Imperial Capital can become the front line!
They raged all night, gradually more and more people were pulled out of the National Socialist sleepwalking that the Fascist gang had built and ruled the people for so long by reality.
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We should have punished those ungrateful people more appropriately! More severely! More than last year! Adolf kept cursing and cursing that to the remaining members of the conference room, his blood still boiling like freshly boiled water. A stubborn man, obsessed with what he had lost many years ago.
Appropriate punishment? Did he mean executing a bunch of generals after the failed assassination attempt? The others wondered to themselves, ''If that''s the case, how many more generals do you plan to kill to satisfy you animal?''
That autumn day, the sky was windy, with dark clouds gathering every afternoon, that was when the fate of the famous general - Rommel came to an end. Whether intentionally or not, he had let himself get caught up in an unnecessary disaster, now facing him was an inevitable tragedy.
Simultaneously, the Photon Accelerator was presented to the F¨¹hrer for the first time a few days after the Allied landing campaign in the West. That machine shocked everyone present that day, a completely new concept was born: Cross-dimensional Warfare.
In this way, the machine allowed an army to move freely to the designated point without wasting a drop of gasoline or walking for days, even weeks to arrive. A great, gigantic revolution was gradually being shown to the Allies, making them stunned.
The deeper they delved into it, the more unbelievable it became: the entire 1st and 3rd Divisions had disappeared from the map in just a few weeks, without a trace.
Where had they gone? No one knew.
¡ªAt Rommel''s private residence¡ª
*Adaptation, based on real historical events and only based to them*
He ¨C Rommel, could no longer hide from the Gestapo, they had forced him to the path of death.
"Within the next quarter of an hour, you, Alfred, will receive a phone call from the Wagnerschule reserve hospital in Ulm informing you that I had a stroke and died on the way to the conference."
"Nonsense!" Captain Aldinger completely rejected Rommel''s words, even Manfred, who had witnessed the whole story from the beginning, was stunned. "Rommel! You''re crazy! Why don''t you run away and commit suicide!?"
That Desert Fox, still calm, as if accepting his faith, said: "Don''t you understand, Alfred? The Gestapo has surrounded this area, where can I hide?"
The flow of history, is a waterfall. It flows forever, no matter how many boulders block the way, the water will still flow down the waterfall. As history, nothing can stop it from reaching.
Is that right?
An invisible realm, from afar, is looking straight down at the Earth, at the exact moment of the cog of history.
"Yes, sir." - God E''s servant replied.
How can it be right? If it is a stone, then my stone must be big, big enough to block that water flow, I will change this waterfall forever. The flow of history? What is it? A snap of my fingers, easily changing things.
"Sir... Please don''t do that, please let history follow its own course! If you do that, it will end the whole chain of dominoes that are falling¡ª...."
Give me a reason why I can''t influence it, and I won''t touch them anymore. Come on, tell me.
"Because... It''s natural, we shouldn''t interfere and let it follow its own course..."
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"Rommel."
He turned to the Captain.
"Rommel, please follow me over here for a moment."
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"Death is inevitable, no one can stop it. Please use the last few minutes of your to follow me for a moment."
It was unclear how things had gone, the two of them had been whispering about something inside the room, at one point the conversation between the two of them had reached its climax, it seemed like they had argued in a rather strange way.
And then, a pure white light suddenly radiated from the room where the two of them were talking. Then quickly spread throughout the space, Manfred was blinded, and could not see anything but that white color anymore. His ears were also tortured by the strange sound that came from nowhere, his ears were ringing and he could not hear anything around him anymore.
Manfred fell down, the Gestapo saw what happened and rushed inside, they broke the door, intending to arrest Manfred and the other two. However, there was no one inside the house anymore, everything around it was as if no one had ever entered - orderly and incredibly silent.
From then on, no one saw any trace of the three of them, not even their wives and children. They only speculated that they escaped by some inexplicable means or that the Allies were behind them. Therefore, Rommel, Aldinger and Manfred were tried in absentia before the people''s court, becoming public criminals. All their achievements, fighting were now erased in an instant, from heroes to villains in the blink of an eye.
Who intervened?
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"I don''t remember clearly at that time, I just felt like I lost my hearing and my vision. Then I woke up on a carpet of yellow sand." ¨C Manfred recounted the events of that day, Schneider listened attentively, indeed that terrible experience of translating the story did not leave any impression on him.
¡ª A corner of the Neuland Korps Expeditionary Corps camp¡ª
"How did you get here without using the Accelerator...?"
Manfred was silent for a long time, as if something had interrupted his train of thought. "I don''t know...", he said doubtfully, "there must be someone who intervened in this matter."
The moon hung high in the sky, making this warm New Year''s Eve even more full, the soldiers behind him were also hurriedly hanging up decorations. It had been a long time since they had celebrated the Lunar New Year, perhaps partly because of culture.
"Let''s just call it fate, Manfred." ¨C he chuckled, patting him on the shoulder. He laughed along with him.
"What are you two talking about that''s so funny?"
It''s Rommel! Didn''t you follow G¨¹nter to chat like usual?
"I''m free for a bit today, come on, what''s making you two so happy?"
"New Year, we are welcoming a new year!"
"Wasn''t it passed already?"
Rommel felt amused, finding it strange, he had never heard of it before. He crouched down by the fire, took off his hat, and brushed his shoulders a few times.
"Wow! That sounds interesting. I want to hear more about your home country, Japan."
Under the bright moonlight above, the three of them and the group of Japanese soldiers welcomed the new year together, saying goodbye to the old year. It was an unforgettable celebration, especially in a place so far away from Earth.
They raised their glasses to celebrate, toasted each other with the most beautiful words, and ate a meal that, according to the soldiers, was quite grand, around the fire. They had rarely seen Rommel smile so much, had he forgotten some of the old things that had passed?
Waiting for a new year together had never been this fun, would there ever be another occasion as fun as the coming of spring? They wondered. Indeed, we rarely laugh and talk as much as today.
We drink this glass of wine, celebrating a glorious spring for the glorious victories to come. We raise our glasses, wishing each other much luck on the battlefield and in this boring life. We just drink it all, because we don''t know if we will see each other tomorrow.
Chapter 5.5 : No way turn back
"Clank", the sound of the lock''s teeth rang continuously, Alexei meticulously broke the lock of the drawer, the small drawer looked so small, yet it wasn''t easily to break, it took him quite a while to succeed.
"...! Olga! Is that it?", Alexei pulled the drawer open, took out a neatly stored document file from inside. Without any doubt, Olga opened it and skimmed through it and quickly concluded: This was one of the two important documents related to the Photon Accelerator that the Nazis had been trying to hide for so long.
"Geheim!", a stamp was right on the cover. Inside the room were many other secret documents and military equipment projects, the common point was that they were only at the sketch and idea stage. What was overlooked by the people who were always on high alert to break this top secret project was that the guards had caught them right from the start. The sharp sound of gunfire from the end of the corridor broke the silence of Olga''s group that had just arrived.
"Karl! Take it! Run back to the office! Our group will wait for you at the back gate!", Olga quickly pressed the document into Karl''s chest, the alarm sounded, the lights also went out, the red light from the corridor emitted a small light remains into the room.
Karl had not yet recovered when the group of people had run away, he quickly looked outside but there was no one. Confusion, but had no choice but to run back to the office, on the way, he met M¨¹ller.
"You brat! Stop right there.", Karl yell, M¨¹ller''s mind was in turmoil as he ran after the guards, not knowing what had happened.
Karl pulled him to a corner, "You said you hate government, right? That your aunt''s death is related to the government, right?", Karl asked urgently. M¨¹ller was confused, they were obviously involved in this! But saying it out loud was nothing more like seeking death. Faced with the question, M¨¹ller mildly replied:
"No, she suffered from severe depression, then hanged herself, they have nothing to do with¡ª..."
"You''re lying!", Karl interrupted, "You know very well that your aunt was persecuted to death because she covered up for the Jews. You know that, right?!"
"...", M¨¹ller was speechless. No matter how horrible the truth was, we still had to believe in the beautiful words painted by the authorities, how could I dare to say it so bluntly? M¨¹ller thought to himself.
"How long are you going to live this life where you have eyes but are blind, have a mouth but are mute, M¨¹ller?"
Even at this point, he still couldn''t open his mouth, he knew, this miserable life of his was just like that - bowing and resigning himself to fate. What else could he do? If possible, he also wanted to contribute his small part to the liberation of Germany from this cursed regime.
Karl handed M¨¹ller a cloth bag, inside was a stamped file. He looked down at the bag, then back at Karl.
"What do you want me to do with this...?"
"You''ll see.", in his words, one could feel the confusion, mixed with a bit of incomprehension.
"Now run down to the basement with the soldiers, I''ll wait for you outside."
With that, Karl turned and walked away, his figure blending into the hurried crowd, then disappeared. M¨¹ller had no choice but to do as he said, because after all, the thing inside the bag would somehow help bring justice to his aunt.
It ran down to the basement, leading to a corridor that, due to the emergency lights, or was it its imagination, was so vast that it could not see the other end? It bumped into shelves countless times before reaching the emergency exit.
The soldiers began to shoot towards the end of the road, M¨¹ller panicked and hid to one side. He waited until they finished shooting before he dared to run again, when suddenly a beam of light from the outside world appeared behind the door that had been blown open, and only then did M¨¹ller realize how long this corridor was.
Once outside, the sound of sirens was heard everywhere, and headlights illuminated the entire sky. In general, it was very chaotic and chaotic. Before M¨¹ller could even catch his breath, he was pulled down the side door by Karl.
"There will be a group of resistance soldiers coming here, your task is to give them the cloth bag you are carrying, understood?", Karl said calmly.
"...Understood."
"They will open the gate in a moment, you run down but don''t follow them, head northwest, there will be a man in a hat waiting for you."
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"I''m counting on you, M¨¹ller.", Karl patted his shoulder, then disappeared into the crowd again.
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He did as Karl said. When the soldiers started to open the side gate, M¨¹ller was one of them, he waited for them to be distracted and then ran into the bushes by the path, no one knew that he had run away to the edge of the forest on the other side. As Karl said, there was a man in shabby clothes wearing a belt and a pair of army boots, but no shirt, wearing a German resistance band on his arm, his bearded face looked both funny and fierce.
"You''re M¨¹ller, right?", his voice was hoarse, scaring M¨¹ller to death.
"... That''s right."
"Hmph... Where''s ''that thing''?"
"Here", he handed over the cloth bag, then took it to check, nodded.
"All good, thank you.", he turned and walked away.
"Wait!", M¨¹ller held him back.
"...?"
"I... Can I join resistance...?"
"You?..."
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The guy looked at him, looking doubtful, he had never met this boy before.
"Alright, but I need to check your identity later, kid. Follow me.", that boy seemed harmless anyway, he thought.
Just like that, he followed the resistance soldier to the camp deep inside the forest on the outskirts of the capital.
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From the bustling crowd, there was a calm man walking against the frantic crowd. Karl mildly pushed the door open and stepped out from the second side gate, there were a few silhouettes from under the bushes he barely see, immediately predicted that they were his men, Karl quickly ran down.
Panting, his breathing became more and more rapid, as if he wanted to escape this place once and for all.
"Karl!", Alexei hissed softly. "Where have you been for so long...!?", he looked like he was afraid that something bad would happen.
While Yan''s group ran from the west side gate, towards the nearby town. Olga and her teammates would escape towards the forest, inside there would be a group of resistance soldiers waiting for them.
But life is never as their predictions, if only Karl had not run to find M¨¹ller, they would have escaped earlier. The group was accidentally hit by the headlights, they quickly fired a series of machine gun bullets, the yellow sparks seemed to cut straight into the heart, pouring down like endless rain.
Olga suddenly held his chest, then fell to the ground, blood gradually seeped out on her cloth shirt. Alexei saw this and quickly pulled him away, but it was too late, while he dragged Olga, Alexei could not keep up with the loads of machine guns above, then a bullet hit his hip, then right leg, the enemy''s machine gun fire tirelessly. Alexei tried to stand up, but he had no strength left.
Is this the end? He thought, then looked at Karl who was hiding behind and shooting back, they charged to their position, there were so many of them, he couldn''t count how many are they.
Olga lay beside him, lifeless, still breathing lightly, but he was probably dying. Alexei himself felt his eyes blurring, his grip on the gun loosening.
The rain suddenly poured down, each drop heavy, dragging the miserable people back to reality - a reality that they could not survive this war, even though victory was so close.
Karl began to shoot back, but with just the Luger, it was made no different at all. There was no one left capable of escaping, the rustling footsteps from the bushes were getting closer.
Karl, should you put down his gun? His heart was torn, should he, or shouldn''t? Fighting back at this point was meaningless.
He accepted his fate, the bitter truth that the Red Army had already begun to roam the outskirts of Berlin, and yet he couldn''t wait for them to arrive.
Karl threw the gun, raised hands to the sky, he closed eyes as he accepted it.
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Sitting inside the interrogation room, Karl''s hands were tied behind the chair, his face was still cold as ice, alone facing the four corners of the lifeless room, feeling as if he was being confronted by the silence in the room.
He had never felt the usual ceiling light as heavy as today, as if it wanted to burn his eyes with its brutal fire.
Karl sat there, not knowing how long, when suddenly, in the dull hum of the surrounding silence, he heard the sound of shoes hitting down the concrete floor, as if they were walking towards him. Clang, someone opened the door from behind him.
"...", the stranger kept silent, Karl felt him lightly slide his hand across his chair, the movements were very leisurely. The man''s hand moved lightly from the chair to his shoulder, then lightly tapped.
"Psh! Look at your face! Karl!"
It turned out to be the old doctor. Without any formality, he immediately spill everything to Karl.
"I don''t like to play around with people close to me, Karl. Be honest with me: Are you the one pulling the strings behind the scenes?", the old man clasped his hands together, placing them on the table.
Things have come to this point, denying and arguing will be futile, but if it''s with him then..., "Hpmh! I have nothing to do with this, they set me up for their scheme."
Demian ignored him, threw a file with a photo of himself four years ago on the table, as if in contempt and disappointment, not caring that he had thrown it out of the table and dropped it on the floor.
"Ivanovic, you do very good, this old man can''t save you anymore."
Demian continued, "You have two choices: I will personally execute you, and everyone will only know that you had an accident and died. Or..."
Karl was silent, bowed his head and turned away, in his mind he knew what would come next.
"Or you will be tried in a people''s court, hanged. You know very well what will happen if your story reaches the people, right?"
"...", he still said nothing, just nodded slightly.
He stood up and leaned forward, reaching out to take his hand.
"... You deserve better than this, indeed, but only if you don''t collude with those Bolshevik bastards, Karl."
Demian squeezed Karl''s hand lightly, then let go, and then he turned to leave, before the door closed, he turned his head, as if to say goodbye to him for the last time.
It''s not going anywhere, he thought. If only, just "if only"? There''s nothing left to save his life.
Side chapter #2 : he JagenTag
G¨¹nter''s camp had been rather dull lately, since the failed assassination attempt on Schneider and the effort to retake the heights from Mondstadt there had been no significant clashes between the German Army and the army from the distant castle. Things had gone from stifling silence to ridiculous boredom.
"Good morning Otto! What''s new today?", Hans walked out of the dormitory, tiredly greeting.
"Do you want to play cards and drink coffee until evening?"
"Again!?"
It was so boring! They had already played all the games, the equipment had just been serviced last week, there wasn''t much to do lately.
A sudden idea popped into Hans''s head to free him from this boredom, he turned to Otto and said:
"Hey, how about... following the hunting party outside the camp?"
"You''re crazy Hans!"
"Just volunteer...! Everyone inside is free anyway."
"...", he raised his eyebrows slightly, blinking several times, as if he looked very surprised. According to Otto, that was fine, to a certain extent, but it was not certain that the superiors would approve since the food reserves were still abundant. "That''s right.", he said softly.
"Agreed, right?"
This guy wasn''t like that normally, it was true that he was a talented leader in battle, but normally he was no different from an idiot, this guy''s mind must have been stuck at the age of three.
"Yeah but..."
"Let''s go! What are you waiting for!", Hans grabbed Otto''s hand and pulled him towards the G¨¹nter camp. Otto was completely in awe of this guy, only he could think of things that no one else had thought of.
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"Hey, Demian, what do you think if our names were suddenly transliterated into Sino-Vietnamese?"
Demian''s jaw suddenly froze, the question was both silly... and curious enough to be funny.
"Uh... Off topic or what?", he didn''t understand what the Lieutenant General was saying, "Did you eat the dish your wife made?"
"Hey Duc Me An!"
This time, he really didn''t know what to answer, Demian quickly ran to find a Chinese dictionary.
"C... Cuong Sat?", embarrassed, he clearly felt the awkwardness in his words.
"Forget it, it sounds awkward!", Demian continued.
Hans stepped inside, shouting loudly like a child greeting his parents after coming home from school.
"G¨¹nter!"
The old man was startled, turned around embarrassed.
"Hey Han, Ao Thac, what are you two doing here?"
"???", today is crazy, Otto thought.
"Who is Ao Thac? Where did you learn that from?"
Without bothering to answer, he turned back to the radio and whispered to Demian.
"I told you, Duc Me An, a normal name translated into Sino-Vietnamese is very strange!"
"You''re the one who started it, G¨¹nter."
"Okay.", G¨¹nter leaned back, turning towards the two soldiers standing there, bewildered. "So what do you two want?"
"We volunteer to go with the hunting squad today."
"You and Otto?", he stared, "You two know how to hunt too? Did you forget about the 100m shooting competition that you almost missed?"
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Hans sighed, rolled his eyes, "Only Otto.", he corrected.
G¨¹nter glanced, then laughed, "pft! Oh right! Ao Thac almost missed, not you."
"Who the hell is Ao Thac!"
"Alright! Food is lacking! Try to hit the target so I can record the score!", then he laughed to himself.
Hans shook his head, embarrassed, his lips pursed, "Should I laugh along?"
"Do it."
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At the corner of the camp there was a shady tree canopy, below was a spacious land, the conditions were quite good, the technical team chose this place to store military equipment. From there, the team would occasionally spend an afternoon maintaining weapons.
From afar, the Panther G looked mighty, like a guardian deity keeping the Empire''s flame burning for centuries.
And the Panther F looked no different from the illegitimate child of Panther G and Tiger II.
"Hey, brat! What are you talking about?!", the engineer shouted.
But looking closely, it doesn''t look like the turret of a Tiger II.
"Go on, Otto, you''re good at talking nonsense.", Hans pushed Otto forward.
Oh well, let''s go. Anyway, we''re outside now.
The vast steppe enfolded the eyes, a gentle breeze shook the souls that had faded because of war, blowing in a bit of life, Hans stopped, how long had it been since he let his soul wander into the blue sky like this?
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Hans crouched down in a nearby bush, his right thumb poised on the crossbow trigger, waiting for the prey to no longer caution the danger lurking around it.
"...", he pursed his lips, his eyes fixed firmly on the prey. Hans held his breath, raised the crossbow, held it tight, then gently pulled the trigger, "whoosh", the arrow shot out, piercing the boar''s chest. It roared in panic, staggered, and fell to the ground.
He had loved shootings since he was young, to the point of being surprisingly proficient. Hans often stole his father''s hunting rifle and took it to the fields to shoot cans with the children in the neighborhood. When he grew up, he followed his father''s footsteps as a soldier with marksmanship that was second to none.
In contrast to Hans, Otto was just a greener who couldn''t hit anyone, and his jungle skills were almost non-existent. Even so, his psychic abilities and alertness proved to be very good in the critical moments.
"Ouch! The Slime! Hans! It bit my leg!", he screamed, as if it was about to bite off his leg.
A brief introduction to Elemental Slimes, their common characteristics were that they were mindless creatures, with no internal organs except for their core, no teeth, only two pupils that sparkled like drops of water in the sun. The small ones were hardly a threat, but the larger they grew, the more dangerous they became, capable of swallowing and suffocating humans, or they would activate their corresponding element to injure the organs they clung to.
"Calm down, you can take it off, right?", Hans reached out to take it off, but the entity was like a flexible water balloon - touching it bounced off, using force would penetrate inside, unable to do anything to it. He tried tearing the slime apart, the slime was torn in half, and its slime pool seemed unable to recover.
"What the... I heard that thing would revive?"
"Did you tear off its core?", Otto pointed at a bright red gem that was glowing like a torch.
Its slime gradually disappeared into the ground, evaporating into a hot stream of air, and the fire quickly caught on the grass. Seeing that it was not good, the two of them quickly ran away.
"Oh no Hans, what if the forest caught fire??"
"The one just now was red, right?"
Otto was confused, "Huh? Then?", what does that have to do with the fire?
"Get me a blue one, these guys must have more elements than fire.", Hans immediately jumped to the other races, if there was a Fire element, there must be a Water element around here.
"Here, there''s the blue slime you asked about.", Otto pointed at it, it looked just as slimy as the Fire, but it felt cool to the touch as if his hand was soaked in spring water, extremely comfortable.
"Throw it into the fire."
"But...", Otto hesitated, who could bear to throw this cute creature into the fire?
"Oh, I''ll apologize to this little friend first.", Hans took it, and threw it straight into the fire.
Miraculously, it quickly extinguished the fire, and was still safe and sound, however, it seemed to have shrunk significantly compared to before.
"So it has the ability to spread water too?"
"These guys are really interesting."
"Hurry up and find some more!"
The two of them went deep into the forest, the ecosystem here was extremely rich, it could be said to be on par with Earth, there were strange creatures that they had never encountered before.
"A green one!", it was a Dendro Slime, growing plants quickly when near, and when people were near them, their wounds would also recover quickly.
The nature here was truly rich, and the species were diverse, just one slimy, inanimate thing alone had so many types.
"Purple! How strange!", the lightning type had the ability to strike lightning indiscriminately when near and when they attacked, and even before they died, their lightning was not fatal, but it was very painful if they were accidentally hit. At a certain level of maturity, their lightning could be life-threatening.
The two people were so engrossed in playing that they forgot their duty to hunt. After all, the thing that had constrained them had now been freed, and a moment of carefreeness was rare.
They kept walking, not knowing that they had accidentally crossed the entire forest and were closer to the Mondstadt castle than ever before. There were still remnants of the previous campaign, scattered in the grassy trench were empty ammunition boxes, arrows stuck in the ground, and even rotten shell casings.
They took a detour to avoid encountering the SS guarding the bridgehead, the two of them walked along the forest, and when they got to the back of the castle, they discovered some girls washing clothes and playing in the water.
The two men didn''t think much, they turned to look at each other, and immediately understood each other. Hans and Otto took off their outer clothes, leaving only their shirts and Y-strap belts, according to their perspective; handsome, elegant, and very stylish, fashionable, any words that can describe a gentleman.
"Okay, let''s go Otto."
"Hans! You''re crazy! How are you going to swim across?"
"You''ll see.", he turned to look at the slimes, his intentions sinister.
Will their upcoming appearance make the bored girls excited, or scared and run away?
¡ªto be continued¡ª
Side Chapter #2.5 : From across the lake
"Hey! What are you doing!", Otto rushed into the bushes where Hans was hiding, holding the slimes in his hands.
"If these little brats are considered a liquid, then they should be able to float on water, right?"
"You¨C", Otto interrupted, "¨Cwill you stop it already? Just build a fucking raft and we''ll be able to cross! Why bother going through all this trouble!?"
Hans stood up, facing Otto, he smoothed his collar decisively, his demeanor towering, he firmly replied:
"A real man would never do something such that.", his face was ridiculously serious. Otto couldn''t hide his expression and burst out laughing.
"You¨C", Hans grabbed Otto''s collar, "will you stop it already!". The loud noise at the edge of the bushes attracted the attention of the lakeside muses, one of them called out:
"Hey guys! What are you arguing about so early in the morning?", she said in fluent German, with a southern accent.
Both of them suddenly froze, they can''t believe their ears, turning to the girls who were staring at the grass where they were standing. Was it because they were standing too far away that they misheard, or did the girl really speak German?
The two of them looked at each other in confusion for a while, Otto quickly replied in German: "Nothing!"
How could the Mondstadt people know German? If so, could it be that our army had already infiltrated this deep here?
Or were they traitors, infiltrating the civilian population here to avoid the war? Could a girl like that be so incredibly cowardly?
No matter what, they had to step outside to clarity who those people were. The two men walked out, their faces disheveled and sloppy, causing the girls to laugh until their stomachs hurt.
The two men blushed, only knowing to look down at the ground, scratching their heads and smiling awkwardly.
"You two came here to play, no one has ever made us laugh that much.", the girl with chestnut brown hair waved over, her other hand covering her bright smile.
Otto was stunned, he had never seen such a pure smile, the emerald green eyes attracted his gaze from the first moment they met, his chest was burning, as if on fire. Even though he was on the other side of the river, Otto could still clearly see the beauty of the chestnut brown haired girl on the other bank.
Some kind of motivation urged him to go to the other side of the river to meet her, his face was red, looking like a ripe tomato.
"What are you doing, little brat? Why your face is so red?" Hans teased.
"Nothing, the sun is so hot that it''s normal for your face to be red."
Hans whistled, "Hey! Did you into that girl? Go play with her, I''ll follow you."
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"Shut up!"
He stood there gloomily in the meadow for a while, then there was nothing else to do, the bridgehead was guarded by the SS, and even if he got in, Otto wouldn''t be able to escape the eyes of the locals. If only there was a bridge that would bring him and her closer together..., Otto thought to himself.
Although regretful, the two of them had to leave, it was almost noon, perhaps the hunting team had finished their mission long ago. The two soldiers turned back to get their coats, buttoned them up, and walked away, Otto turned his head and saw the girl watching his back as he left.
"Come visit again next time!", although the echo was from afar, but enough to catch a few words, he smiled faintly, raised his head to look at the clear blue sky.
"How beautiful this world is...", he said softly.
Walking on the green steppe, above his head were white clouds, below his feet were filled with colorful flowers. Suddenly in his heart he thought of a peaceful place, only the joy of the years with someone.
For a moment, Otto remembered his hometown, the streets looked very familiar, but he couldn''t remember where it was. He remembered a girl who was his first love in school, and the nights hanging with thousands of stars, she and he kept walking under those shining celestials, until one day she suddenly disappeared, without leaving a word of goodbye.
Many people judged that was a love between a German and a devil, no! What did she do? She didn''t do anything wrong!
Otto wandered through his memories, searching for the fragments of memories he had carried with him. The shiny brown hair, the emerald green eyes, and the radiant smile she always gave him every summer night. Is that you, Rebekka? Answer me.
That girl looked so familiar, his chest tightened every time he remembered what happened at the lake earlier, was that really her?
"..."
"Otto?"
"?", Otto turned to him.
"I don''t want to tell you this, but...", he kept mumbling something in his mouth, as if he was hesitating, hiding something he accidentally knew.
Otto looked at him for a long time, then asked again.
"What is it?"
Hans suddenly fell silent, saying nothing more. This guy was a man of his word, not telling anyone what he knew, unless it was already revealed.
Otto saw that and muse.
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That Adolf, he was a troublesome obstacle, even in the final moments of the Reich he was still a stubborn person.
Himmler hated bitter Hitler''s rock-head and arbitrary personality, but absolutely could not do anything to that F¨¹hrer.
"Do I have to be content to stand below him?" He asked himself. "Without this Himmler, and if I wouldn''t have followed him since then, he would not be what he is today, and yet..."
Unwilling, his heart was filled with something very unpleasant, only one ambition could help him to be satisfied: the Dictatorship Chair of him. Everyone coveted it, not an exception of those few brats thought that their cheap tricks could easily overturn the whole chessboard. And then the price those people had to pay was a full of humiliated death in front of the masses.
Himmler put down his binoculars.
"Obviously, this land of Teyvat is beautiful, perhaps that fort is nothing than just a hindrance.", he said calmly.
In his mind, there is no longer any place better than this for Germans! Perhaps, this whole new world, will be where he one day have complete take control over it like a notorious tyrant.
"Lebensborn must be deployed here soon after. The name of the Mondstadt1 has more or less the words of our Great Germany, it would be a pity if they did not realize it sooner."
[ 1Mondstadt: Mond-stadt is Moon-city in English. ]
He clicked his tongue, "The G¨¹nter gang is truly nothing more than a rabble that tarnishes the reputation of the Great German soldier."
Himmler turned to J¨¹rgen - the commander of the Third SS Division. "Am I right, Commander?"
"Indeed, G¨¹nter is nothing more than a corrupt ideologist, there''s no way the German people can accept living with the lowlifes in this world."
"Then what should we do?"
"Purge them."
He laughed loudly, looking very satisfied with J¨¹rgen''s answer, "That''s right!", he patted his shoulder.
In the end, Mondstadt still couldn''t escape the fate, no one could say anything, but J¨¹rgen''s SchutzStaffel army would definitely not be as merciful as G¨¹nter and the Wehrmacht before.
Will the magic of the Knights of Favonius save their people from another invasion?