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Episode 290: The End of the Apocalypse (3)

When the talks to end the war were in full swing in Hitlerburg,

The German army that surrounded Ufa finally began to enter the center of Ufa.

What the German troops who entered on the right faced were the horrors created by nuclear bombs.

Trees uprooted by nuclear frenzy.

Buildings collapsed like a house of cards.

The city area has become completely flat.

A human corpse melted by the high temperature of the core.

The snow that had fallen over the past two weeks piled up on the bodies, but could not completely hide their presence.

Everywhere I looked, I saw small peaks made of corpses.

These were not ordinary corpses that had been shot to death, but corpses that were as black as coal or whose skin had melted away, exposing the red muscles.

Because it was the middle of winter, the state of decomposition of the corpses was not that severe.

Therefore, paradoxically, his appearance remained the same as when he died in the nuclear attack.

The corpses lined up on every street did not have much of a shock to the soldiers.

On the battlefield, human corpses are as common as stones on the roadside, and even if they died in a nuclear attack, a corpse is just a corpse.

To the German soldiers, the corpses of people killed by nuclear weapons did not make much of an impression, except that they looked a little more strange than the corpses commonly seen on the battlefield.

What really surprised them was the living person, not the corpse.

"Fuck you. What is this... … ."

"Is that a person?"

"… … ."

A boy whose melted skin covered his eyeballs, rendering him blind.

A woman who has lost all her hair due to radiation exposure and is unable to cover her bowels and urine, so she wears poop-stained pants.

An old man, like a mummy, covered in bandages waiting to die.

A man who came to look for his family was exposed to radiation and kept vomiting blood.

The miserable sight of the survivors left in the nuclear-ravaged area was extremely shocking to the German military.

The entire city was a huge cemetery.

A cemetery full of the dead and dying.

The German soldiers who entered the city on high alert ready to fire at any time to prepare for resistance from enemy remnants remaining in the city soon realized that there was no enemy in the city.

People dying from radiation exposure had no strength left to fight.

Perhaps because they were overwhelmed by the unimaginable difference in power, the Soviets had no intention of fighting even when they saw the German troops entering the city.

They either ran away from the German soldiers, stayed in their seats, or begged for a piece of bread and water.

Although the soldiers hesitated, they handed over their share of combat rations to a burn patient who begged for bread in poor German.

The officers, who had been under strict orders to limit contact with civilians to a minimum, were speechless at the sight of the Soviets being treated more horribly than they could have imagined, and did not stop the soldiers from handing bread or biscuits to the Soviets.

"There is no such thing as hell."

"That's right."

Brunegger also strongly sympathized with the complaints of SS Sergeant Fet, who was sick of the cruel and grotesque sight.

I have seen countless corpses that have burned and turned into coal, or dead enemy soldiers with their upper or lower bodies torn off by shells and their internal organs sticking out, but I have also seen civilians limping with their skin melting away and their muscles exposed, begging for bread, or their hair. This is the first time I have seen people continuously coughing up blood with all their teeth missing.

It was a huge shock to Brunegger, who had previously regarded nuclear bombs as simply bombs with greater power than existing bombs.

Isn't this almost like a disaster, not just a dirty bomb?

He was awed by the fact that German scientists had created this bomb, and at the same time, he felt grateful that his country, not the Soviet Union or the United States, had created such a terrifying weapon first.

If Yankee, Tommy, or Ivan had made this bomb first... … .

'I don't even want to imagine.'

Just imagining big cities in Germany like Berlin, Hamburg, and Munich being reduced to ruins and people wandering around like ghosts with their skin melted off gave me goosebumps.

On the other hand, I also had this thought. If the next war breaks out, what will it look like? Will Germany, which has acquired such powerful weapons, compete with only conventional weapons like it does now?

If you were a politician or soldier, you would undoubtedly be overcome by the desire to easily end the war by using nuclear bombs in large quantities. Especially if the opponent doesn't have a nuclear bomb.

***

According to the peace treaty, the Soviet Union had to give up all of its territory in European Russia to Free Russia and quietly withdraw to the Ural Mountains.

Germany allows only 5 days. In other words, it meant just getting rid of the body.

In order to prevent the Soviet army from forcibly taking away the residents as they retreated, German military inspectors were dispatched to each city to supervise the withdrawal of the Soviet army.

In response to Germany's threat to immediately attack if they did not withdraw beyond the Ural Mountains within the permitted period, the Soviet Army withdrew in a hurry for fear of being caught in the slightest.

Even if the Germans attacked the withdrawing Soviet troops with harsh words, the Soviet Union could not do anything if the Germans first showed hostile intentions and said that they had no choice but to engage, or that it was a regrettable mistake.

Fortunately for them, Hitler gave strict orders not to provoke the withdrawing Soviet troops unless the Soviet troops gave them an excuse first, so there were no cases of German troops threatening or attacking the withdrawal procession of the Soviet troops.

Since the evacuation had to be completed within 5 days, all equipment that was deemed unnecessary was discarded.

Reliable units blew up equipment one by one so that the enemy could not use it, or at least damaged it so that it was difficult to repair, but most units that were not conscientious only drained the oil and left it as is.

It was because of concerns that they might be caught by the German military.

There were many units that abandoned their equipment simply because they feared there would be a delay.

The retreat procession heading east was full of people. Soviet troops and civilians who decided to remain in the Soviet Union packed their belongings and moved on foot, in wagons, or in trucks.

German reconnaissance planes monitored the Soviet military parade from above. The pilot of the reconnaissance aircraft was instructed to contact the main unit as soon as he saw any suspicious movement of the Soviet troops.

As soon as he communicated with the main unit, fighter planes and bombers would sortie and bomb the Soviet military ranks.

Residents who refused to go to the Soviet Union and decided to remain in the city quietly watched the troops, once their own, leaving the city.

"mom. Why are our troops leaving the city?"

"Shh! Don't call it our country's military any more. "It's not our country's military."

"You look miserable, like a drowned mutt."

"That's a good thing. "You bastards."

Citizens, who were sick and tired of the oppression that forced their families to join the military in the name of protecting the country and the people, and mercilessly shot or hung even the elderly for saying a single wrong word, welcomed the withdrawal of the Red Army.

Hard-core communists left the cities and villages where they had lived along with the Red Army.

Those who chose to stay looked with half concern and half curiosity at the German soldiers watching the withdrawal of the Soviet troops.

Because they had lived under the communist regime and were taught that the German army was a cruel fascist and a murderous devil, people kept a certain distance from the German army.

But at least it was better than when dealing with the Red Army. The German soldiers did not beat them with butts or shoot them with pistols because they made defeatist remarks.

***

January 17, 1944

Wolfsschanze, East Prussia, Germany

On the evening of the 16th,

While the streets of Berlin at night were bright as day with people soaked in the joy of victory, and people were shouting hurray at the top of their voices, I boarded a Ju290 heading to East Prussia.

I received brief reports over Germany as we reached our destination.

The withdrawal of the Soviet Army is proceeding smoothly without any major incidents, and the withdrawal of the Soviet Army is also in progress in Central Asia.

At first, I thought about bringing him to Berlin like Churchill did without having to bother going to East Prussia, but he is currently in a bad condition and it would take some time to bring him to Berlin.

He was in such a weak state that if we took him to Berlin, his health could deteriorate or something.

So, although it was a little annoying, I decided to move. Since I was staying in the official residence, I was starting to feel a bit dizzy.

By the time we arrived at Wolfschanze, the date had been changed to January 17th.

Then, the dictator of the Soviet Union and the person who started the first German-German War, Joseph Stalin, the human butcher of Georgia, was discovered by our troops who had entered the right wing.

Stalin was able to survive thanks to being in the underground bunker when the Valkyrie detonated.

Unlike those who were underground, those on the ground were melted by the nuclear flash.

The nuclear weapon even destroyed the building where Stalin and his henchmen were staying, and part of the bunker collapsed due to the impact.

Stalin did not die, but instead became completely isolated from the outside world.

To make matters worse, part of the bunker collapsed and all radios inside the bunker were destroyed.

We had enough food and water in stock, so we were able to survive on that, but the situation was not particularly good.

You don't know what happened outside, and it's impossible to communicate with the outside world or go outside.

It is said that at first Stalin held out. He relies on the glimmer of hope that his loyal army will soon come to rescue him trapped underground.

But that didn't happen.

The Red Army, which was like his limbs, could not come near Ufa, and our troops only surrounded Ufa and entered the city center only after two weeks.

Meanwhile, Stalin was losing both hope and health.

The men left in the bunker with him lost all hope and put a bullet in their own heads to end their painful lives.

But Stalin did not die. He held on until the end.

Perhaps it was because he did not give up hope that he would be rescued someday, or perhaps because he simply did not want to die, but he survived without dying even as all of his associates committed suicide and fled to hell.

When the debris blocking the entrance to the bunker was finally cleared and the Germans entered the bunker, Stalin fainted.

In despair, he realized that the people who came to save him were not the Red Army he believed in, but the army of fascists.

Although he was a hundred times better than those who were vaporized by nuclear weapons or dying from radiation exposure, Stalin's health was not good.

Stalin had lost a lot of weight as he had been isolated for over two weeks, watching people around him end their lives and satisfying his hunger with only emergency food and water.

"This person… … "That Stalin?"

"Yes, Mr. President."

Manstein nodded.

"It's so different from what I remember? "I think I lost 20kg."

"I was surprised when I first saw it. But it is definitely Stalin."

When I came to see Stalin, he was asleep with an IV in his arm.

"Shall we wake this person up?"

When I nodded, Manstein gestured to the SS sergeant in charge of Stalin's surveillance.

The sergeant 'lightly' tapped Stalin's cheek with a hand the size of a pot lid.

To others it may have been only a light touch, but even this was such a big shock to the weakened Stalin that he immediately opened his eyes.

And he flagged down the sight reflected in his vision.

"… … !!!!"

"It's been a while… … "Secretary General Stalin."

When Stalin met again after seeing him in Moscow two years later, he responded with a shout that was close to a scream.

I heard that his health was not good, but his voice was very loud, as if he was having fun. It's a surprising situation, so I understand.

Manstein and his bodyguards burst into laughter as they saw Stalin trembling with his mouth open, like a deer encountering a tiger.

Finally, Manstein opened his mouth.

"How dare you be so rude to His Excellency the President! "Stop raising your voice, Joseph Stalin!"

"Marshal Manstein."

"Yes, Mr. President."

"I'll be alone with this guy for a while-"

"Oh, of course! "Call me anytime you need!"

… … I'm not finished talking yet.

Anyway, he is a 100-level genius.

"You go out too."

"Is that okay?"

I waved my hand at the SS sergeant, who looked back and forth between me and Stalin.

"Don't worry, this interpreter will be here too. What would an old man doing IV fluids do? Even after all this, I have even received a medal on the battlefield."

"All right."

After the SS sergeant opened the door and left, only me, Stalin, and the Gestapo interpreter were left in the room.

Where should I start?

"How are you feeling?"

I started by casually asking about Stalin.

Stalin did not open his mouth at first, but I waited patiently.

Eventually, he too felt embarrassed to just keep his mouth shut, so he muttered in Russian.

"… … It's like what you're seeing."

Stalin pointed to the IV in his arm with his chin.

"hmm."

"So, what do you plan on doing now?"

"What are you planning to do?"

"I'm asking what to do with this country."

By this country, we are obviously referring to the Soviet Union.

I smiled and told him about the contents of the peace treaty.

A beautiful and heartwarming story of how the cherished Soviet Union was completely kicked out of Europe, barely occupying Siberia, and Central Asia became an independent country.

"… … That's it."

"Fuck you."

"What can I do? The war is already over. Rest assured though. The Soviet Union survived. Although the territory has decreased a little, it is still less spacious than any other country in Europe.

"Oh, it's not Europe anymore."

"… … ."

Stalin closed his mouth without responding. And he just looked up at the ceiling.

Seeing this reaction made me want to tease him even more.

"That's too bad, by the way."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Not only did we lose the war, but we also became prisoners of war. "If this isn't something that hasn't happened, then what is?"

This time he didn't answer either.

However, seeing his face turn red, it was clear that the dildo had gone in properly.