14

night (3)

"Hey, Adolf! "I think the joke went too far!"

Röm shouted in astonishment. Dietrich, who was next to me, snorted in response to Röhm's words.

"Does this look like a joke to you now?"

Dietrich aimed his underwater Luger at Röhm's head. He meant that if he had to, he would kill him immediately.

"Anyway, you're so shameless that you might be called a faggot. "You're such a disgusting pig."

Himmler also helped.

"Hey, look. "Can you explain why this is happening?"

"Take it away."

I turned away, ignoring Röm's desperate plea.

The SS men rushed in and captured Röhm, and Röhm resisted fiercely and cried out, but this only made the SS members angry.

"Stay still, you bastard!"

"You pig!"

As the butt cut through the air, a sound like a pork cutlet hammer hitting meat rang out.

Five minutes later, Röhm was dragged out by SS men, his face full of bruises.

My nose was bleeding from a broken nose, and my eyes were so swollen that I couldn't open them properly.

"This bastard..."

These were the words he uttered in a strained voice as he passed by me.

The SS man who heard this swung the butt and struck him in the back.

"This chewy is really!"

"You need to be beaten more to come to your senses!"

"for a moment."

"?"

"Still, he was our comrade. So just let it go."

"yes? Ah, I understand..."

Röhm was thrown into the back of the truck like a piece of luggage.

All SA staff members who were staying in Bad Wiese with Röhm were also captured by SS members and dragged out.

While some, like Röhm, were in pajamas, many were naked. He deserved to know what he had been caught doing.

Like Röhm, they seemed not to understand why they had been arrested.

A few people pointed at me and swore at me. Every time that happened, the surrounding SS members rushed in and beat him to death.

"All the traitors have been arrested."

"I say so, Your Excellency."

I nodded quietly to Dietrich's words.

"How about we search this area in case there are people who noticed and ran away?"

Heydrich's words. He must have known that no one escaped.

Still, the reason he says this is probably to emphasize his thoroughness and attract my attention.

"There is no need to do that. "If they were quick-witted, they wouldn't have come here."

Lastly, I looked around the Bad Wiese area. Surprised by the commotion in the middle of the night, several residents went outside to check what was happening, but were stopped by SS members and went back in.

But the light in the room did not turn off.

"I think we made too much of a fuss. "Let's just withdraw."

"All right."

***

I went to the Nazi headquarters in Munich and called an emergency meeting.

The party executives who had been notified in advance were already waiting at the party headquarters, and the rest rushed over after receiving the summons order.

When all the executives gathered, I made an important announcement in front of them.

"I'm sorry for suddenly calling you without warning. The reason I called you was none other than because Röhm was planning a coup."

When word came out that Roem was planning to stage a coup, the hall became agitated.

"Don't worry. "Because Roem and his gang have already been arrested."

I explained step by step the outline, process, and conclusion of the incident to the executives.

Even executives who at first had no idea what was going on quickly noticed and expressed their support with enthusiastic applause and shouts.

"As expected of you!"

"Sieg Heil! Heil Hitler!"

I left the company building, leaving behind thunderous applause.

They will explain to the residents what happened.

Now I have to go finish it.

***

Around the time Röhm was arrested in Munich, the SS, military, and police began to take action in major German cities, including Berlin.

"Get everyone out!"

"You damn commies!"

Röhm's associates, as well as those involved and those on the SS's death list, were all arrested or killed.

Among the upper echelons of SA, everyone except some who were close to Victor Luce were purged, and even their families were caught up in the uproar and killed.

When the bloody winds of the purge blew, Schleicher was at his home.

"Hitler, he finally showed his true colors."

Schleicher clicked his tongue and shuddered at the fact that a half-baked politician who had been a petty sergeant was in reality a monster with a sword hidden inside.

After hearing the news from his housekeeper, he quickly tried to find out the situation through his close associates.

After confirming that Hitler was mobilizing the SS to purge Röhm and the SA, Schleicher pondered what to do next.

If Hitler had any sense, he would quickly realize that I didn't like him.

Maybe you already know.

Schleicher, who was thinking ominously, broke into a cold sweat. Maybe he's already preparing to harm me.

The only thing Schleicher could rely on was the Hindenburg.

Although their relationship became somewhat estranged due to the issue of appointment to the position of Prime Minister, they maintained a close relationship to the extent of occasionally exchanging news.

"After all, that's the only way to live."

Schleicher decided to send an aide to make an appointment with Hindenburg.

Unlike Röhm, Hitler clearly knows that I and the President have a close relationship, as no harm has yet been done to him.

If you meet the president and confirm your friendship before he changes his mind, even Hitler will not be able to touch you.

"It's meal time. master."

Just then the housekeeper brought out breakfast. It was a simple yet hearty menu consisting of freshly baked bread, boiled eggs, cheese, bacon, and coffee.

As was his habit, Schleicher drank coffee first. But today the coffee tasted a little strange.

Why do you think I wrote more than usual? Is the coffee bad?

But why am I so sleepy? Something is wrong...

thud.

"Lord, master!?"

The housekeeper saw Schleicher lying on the floor while drinking coffee and hurried over, but Schleicher was already unconscious.

The next morning, the newspaper briefly reported the death of Kurt von Schleicher, Deputy Minister of Defense and Lieutenant General of the Army Reserve.

With the news that incumbent Chancellor Adolf Hitler expressed condolences.

***

The SA executives arrested along with Röhm were imprisoned in a dungeon at Munich's Stadelheim prison.

And on that day, all arrested executives were executed by firing squad.

The only person still alive was Röhm.

When Röhm finally came to his senses, he realized that two men were standing in front of him.

At first, he raised his head with a small hope that Hitler had come to see him, but it was a face he had never seen before.

"You came to your senses."

SS Lieutenant Colonel Theodor Eicke looked down at Röhm, who was covered in blood, with a grave expression.

"Hey, let me meet Hitler..."

"Your Excellency the Prime Minister. "He has already left Munich."

As Eicke gestured, SS Major Michael Lippert, who was next to him, handed him a copy of today's newspaper and a Luger P08.

And not a single bullet.

"Originally, you would have been executed by firing squad, but Your Excellency has given you one last chance. Use your own judgment. "I'll be back in 10 minutes."

After Eicke and Lippert left, Röhm picked up the newspaper with trembling hands.

Newspapers printed the news that he had attempted to stage a coup by inciting a shock trooper.

"Nonsense······."

Why is this...

Newspapers also reported that Roem was a lecher and libertine who was fanatical about having sexual intercourse with young boys, and that he even accepted bribes from France to overthrow the current regime.

'The ugly bare face of the leader of the assault troop!'

'Can't sleep without a man?'

'A coup that ended in an attempted coup... 'All involved arrested'

'French Ambassador issues emergency statement, France has nothing to do with this incident...'

"Hehehe..."

After understanding the situation, Röhm put down the newspaper. And he sat blankly and looked at the ceiling.

When I first met Hitler, I thought that this man would definitely start a revolution with him and change the country from head to toe.

When he came to power, Röhm was happier than anyone else. I firmly believed that the day of true revolution was just around the corner.

The old army, which was nothing more than a guard of corrupt and incompetent Junkers and greedy capitalists, disappeared, and the hope of creating a true people's army with one's own hands arose.

But Hitler thought differently.

Hitler had no intention of creating a people's army or participating in the revolution.

To him, he was just an outcast who could be exploited.

Why did I only realize that fact now?

***

After the promised 10 minutes, Eicke and Ripert reappeared in the cell.

Röhm was still alive. His bullets also remained unloaded in his pistol.

"I kicked away my last chance."

Ike clicked his tongue and shook his head.

Roem, who made eye contact with Eike, spoke in a desperate voice.

"I still have something to say. so···."

"Shoot."

Before Röhm could finish speaking, Ripert pulled out his Luger and aimed at Röhm's heart. Sparks flew from the muzzle of the gun.

Roem, who was hit by a bullet, reflexively flinched.

Two shots were fired at him. The second bullet also penetrated his chest. Blood flowed backwards and consciousness became clouded.

"Mr Prime Minister..."

These were the words that Röhm, who was lying on the floor and coughing up blood, uttered with the last of his strength.

"You should have said that sooner."

Those were the last words Röhm heard before he completely lost his breath.

Gunshots rang out once again.