My Third Empire

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"Stand up!" Above the dock, a group of soldiers wearing National Defense Army navy uniforms and carrying rifles carried their feet together with the officer's slogan, making a neat, crisp sound.

The slender trench coat navy military gown was on the cold dock, and the hem of the clothes was shaken with the cold sea breeze, exposing these soldiers' straight pants. They carried a new Mauser 98k bolt rifle on their shoulders. Everyone's face was serious and abnormal. The Aryans' angular face was more resolute and powerful at this moment.

Standing in front of the two rows of soldiers were the young girls with white flowers on their chests. Their faces were covered with a black veil, their bodies were wearing black skirts, and their flesh-colored thick stockings were worn on their legs to keep out the cold. These young girls stood neatly, although they were not as good as the soldiers on the opposite side, but they were very likely to maintain their order.

In the hands of these girls, a pile of clothes of different styles are held, some are white shirts in summer, and some are cotton clothes in winter. They held these clothes in silence, so they didn't say a word.

The three priests stood at the end of the entire team, using their own fingers to continually draw a cross on their chests. The words of salvation in their mouths were endless, and they seemed to be praying. As they kept talking, the whole scene became more solemn and magnificent.

"Dear all officers and men of the submarine u-513, please send your soul to a truly eternal paradise! For the third empire to be strong forever, you choose to sleep in the icy waters of the Atlantic Ocean. You are the greatest people of the empire, and you are the head of state. Loyal warrior! You have n’t forgotten your original vows until you die. The deeds of your battle are a psalm that encourages us to continue fighting! ”Standing in the sea breeze, the commander of the German submarine force, Dunnitz, with his hands on his back, looked In front of the soldiers who held the mourning ceremony, Chong Qiang said forcefully that he had prepared a morning eulogy.

The war has continued until now, the German submarine has lost more than 50 ships, which makes the average number of casualties become terrible. The German submarine force has become the most lost force in the entire German army, and even every time it goes to sea, there are people. Nor can he return to his hometown.

But what is touching is that there is still a long line in the naval submarine force recruitment department, and some 30- to 40-year-old navy retired soldiers are still actively registering. They know what it means to board the submarine after training, and they also know clearly Some of those submarines that go out to sea will never return to their own harbor. But they still stood outside the door of the recruiting station, waiting quietly.

Thinking of this, Dunnitz continued to read: "The head of state is proud of the officers and men of the submarine force, and as one of the most powerful maritime combat forces of the Third Reich, the officers and soldiers of the submarine force have never disappointed the head of state. We have been fighting In the most dangerous places, and using the weapons in our hands, it caused irreparable damage to our enemies! "

"Because of you, and of you soldiers fighting for the motherland, we have hope for our future, and the Third Reich can become the most powerful country in the world! I am proud of you. , Head of State, be proud of you! "

He stood upright, his left hand pressed against the trouser line, his right hand raised high, loudly facing the microphone, and shouted the slogan: "Long live Akado? Rudolph!"

"Head of State Akado? Long live Rudolph!" The girls followed the slogan with a clear voice, and the clothes they held were placed in the empty coffin behind them, and then the soldiers on both sides of the coffin solemnly Buckled the coffin lid. The soldiers were wearing white gloves and nailed the nails on the coffin lid with a hammer in their hands.

The priests on the one side prayed even harder. They prayed for these young people the opportunity to ascend to heaven. The family members who were invited to the ceremony began to cry indistinctly. This **** war took the lives of their loved ones and let The bones of these fresh lives are gone.

The soldiers of the German submarine force under Changmian can only have a coffin with clothes. Their empty coffins are buried in the naval martyrs' cemetery. Every year a person is dedicated to the memorial and cleaning. Ironically, the cemetery next to these martyr's graves is where Dutch soldiers rest. During their lifetime, they faced each other with swords and soldiers. After their death, they became neighbors peacefully, never even making noise.

"Raise the gun!" With the command of the officer, the soldiers of the navy pulled the bolt like a man, and made a metal rattle, the bullet was loaded, ready to finish, they raised their rifles almost at the same time, forward After taking a half step, the soldiers pointed their guns neatly at the sky and squeezed their trigger.

"Boo!" After a volley, they lowered the gun, continued to pull the bolt, and the bullet was loaded again. No one spoke, no extra movement, as if it were a sophisticated machine, repeating the same steps. The only difference is that the sad atmosphere lingers around, making these actions reveal not coldness, but sadness.

"Boo!" With the second shot, the soldiers who crumbled the coffins opened the neatly stacked National Flags of the Third Reich and covered them with the coffins. They were solemn as if they were sleeping for themselves. His comrades were covered with quilts.

"Boo!" The third shot sounded, and the soldiers who fired the rifle carried it back on their shoulders. Their movements were uniform, and then turned to the right with the password, took a step, and walked forward. The soldiers who crucified the coffins carried the coffins behind them and walked towards the cemetery by the port. They wanted to bury their comrades there and beside them.

A German SS Major General officer stood nearby and smoked with an SS major. They also wore dresses and beautiful SS dresses. Wearing a medal on his chest, meticulously dressed in an armed belt, and the holster of the pistol around his waist, it can be seen that it has been newly oiled.

The major general wore an armband surrounded by a national flag, and the major was slightly tilted with a big brim hat. They saw Dunnitz leave the dock and the mourning ceremony ended.

The major general led the cigarette **** in his mouth, then spit out a smoke, glanced at the major next to him, and after a wry smile, he tilted his head and said: "They are over, it's time for us to say To be honest, I really do n’t like this errand, making me feel that this **** war has no hope of ending. "

"General, we are soldiers of the head of state. If the war is really about to reach the end of time, we will fight bravely to the moment the head of state wants us to fight." The major also dropped the cigarette butts in his mouth and sorted them out by hand. After a bit of wearing, he said respectfully to his boss.

The major general nodded, then waved his hand and gave the order: "Go!"

The two men took a step towards the pier. Not far behind them, the SS soldiers carrying rifles stood neatly in four rows. Unlike the navy, these SS soldiers wore army styles. The woolen coat, with an m35 helmet, is dressed as an armed SS.

Behind these soldiers, there are also SS soldiers carrying coffins, one next to the other, looking like dozens of them. The difference is that these coffins have been affixed with wreaths, and there is no girl with a black gauze, nor a priest who prays. Because there is only one belief in the SS, that is, the leader of the German Party and the German leader Akado Rudolph.

On one side is the funeral honor guard of the navy of the national defense force walking outside the pier, and on the other side is the funeral honor guard of the SS, carrying the coffin into the direction of the pier. The two teams passed by, but the sorrowful breath seemed more dignified. There is no band playing, no prayers and crying, the SS funeral is simple and full of details that go against the tradition.

"Long live the great head, Akado? Rudolph! Today we are here to die, and tomorrow we will be resurrected here, even if we only have a humble soul, we must fight for the head! The empire is with us! The head and We are with us! We are the toughest warrior in the world, and as long as the head of state orders, we will unswervingly execute his orders! "The major general stood in front of the microphone, raised his right hand high, and roared in the wind.

A submarine supply ship was hit by the British cruiser on the way back. Unfortunately, it failed to escape the final test. The supply ship was silent for a few minutes after a fierce battle. There were 94 young SS soldiers on board. All martyrs, including a young SS officer, had just finished his 22nd birthday yesterday. The last telegram they sent back was short, with only one sentence: "The ship is sinking, but we decided to fight back to the last moment. Long live the head of state."

Wow! With his voice, the SS soldiers attending the funeral raised their right hands high. They swore to fight for the heads of state. They swore that they would rather not repeat the last defeat. They carried today The souls in these empty coffins have already fulfilled their vows with actual actions, so at this moment, they will get eternal life.

There was another round of gunshots, echoing over the empty port. The seagull tweeted, not sure if it was sad or happy. Such ceremonies are held almost every day here, one after another, one after another. Some are submarine officers and soldiers, some are submarine resupply ships and soldiers, some are transport ship crews, and of course, there are some souls. Until the end of the war, they were not able to wait for their funeral.