The war will continue

With the trains that picked up the injured, there were also several officers. After a brief communication with the head of the regiment where Akado was, they called the heroes of the regiment-one from a distant place Eastern mercenary Akado.

"Nice to meet you! Mr. Pvt. Akado!" The person who came was a major, with two heavy trousers and a traditional Prussian military uniform with double-row buttons. He looked very majestic. He was talking while He stretched out his right hand.

Stand upright and salute. After Akado finished the rules with great quality, he finally reached out and shook hands with the big man in front of him: "Mr. Major, the soldiers Akado salute you."

The major waved his hand obliquely to the rear, and his correspondent or guard took out a document from the document bag he held and respectfully handed it to the major gentleman in front of Akado.

"Given your heroic performance in this battle, the Legion Headquarters hereby grants you the Grade II Iron Cross. Thank you for saving the lives of 117 soldiers. You are the best soldier I have ever seen!" The major smiled friendly and showed Akado his amiability, just like a company boss said to his employees who performed well and gave him a 200 mark bonus.

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!" Akado straightened his waist bar and shouted a slogan with a sense of crossing. Who would have thought that even in the age of technological advancement in the early twentieth century, more than one emperor could be found on the continent of Europe, the backbone of the world?

The Colonel did not intend to end the conversation. He continued with the documents in his hands and said: "And you were promoted, almost all of your company was killed. The headquarters of the regiment ordered the promotion of qualified and capable soldiers. Your qualifications are no problem, and your ability is very good, so from now on, you are a sergeant. "

There was a feeling of crying and laughing, Hitler thought about the Iron Cross Medal for half a year, and there was a sergeant rank that was too small. He was only lying on the ground beside the bed for two days. I got it easily.

After reading the order, the colonel did not intend to talk nonsense. In his capacity, he did not want to talk to someone who was neither a noble officer nor a superior boss.

Military officers are sometimes beneficial. When Akado returned from the regiment, the military uniform had been replaced with a brand new one, and there was a black iron cross on his chest that was enviable.

How about the German industrial level is enviable? The small and exquisite medal made of this medal fully gives the wearer a sense of honor and pride. I have been playing with this medal countless times along the way, but I wanted to collect the rare goods that I could not find in the past. In China, I can only look at photos. It is difficult to find a real thing.

But thinking about how this thing happened, Akado still thought it was better to take fewer things: because in the process of obtaining, it was inexplicably changed from the winner list to the missing person list.

You don't have to be too careful, Akado knew that this time he would never have to go back to the front to fight. Because shortly after the Austrian 16th Infantry Corps withdrew from the front, all Germans felt that the aggrieved World War I would have ended hurriedly.

Originally, the situation was slightly favorable for Germany. With the advent of 1918, the Germans, who had been on the defensive for four years, set up their posture and prepared to attack again.

In addition to the deadlock on the Western Front, the Germans won on the remaining battlefields. Serbia, Romania, and finally Russia succumbed to the German offensive and signed a peace treaty with the new Soviet regime, which allowed the Germans to obtain a large plain of Ukraine.

Since the enemy on the Eastern Front had collapsed, the Germans transferred more than 1 million horses from the Eastern Front to go to France to break the deadlock and wage a decisive battle on the Western Front. The "Emperor's Battle" is about to begin.

In the spring, the Germans launched four major offensives, forcing Britain and France to retreat one after another. As the situation raged, the British were ordered to fight until the last soldier. On July 15th, the decisive battle began near the city of Lyme. Both sides knew that with this fight, the victory or defeat would be clear.

"If I succeeded in the offensive in Remus," German star Ludendorff said: "We won this war." Marshal Fu Xu, commander-in-chief of the coalition, agreed with this view. Mus succeeded, and we lost this war. "

As a result, the German offensive failed, and the seemingly powerful Germany had no reserve troops. The coalition forces not only have American divisions to strengthen their strength but weapons and food rations continue to flow from the United States.

When the train took Hitler to the east, he was still blind and was on the verge of collapse. His eyes were red and swollen, his face bulging, like a ball. The voices of these soldiers spoke like ghosts, weak, and terrible. If nurses come to look after them, they often get angry and refuse. They don't eat or drink, and they are forbidden to treat inflamed eyes. No matter what the doctor says their vision can be restored soon, but it won't help. All they need is to lie and groan in a motionless manner to relieve the pain, even if it is relieved by death.

On the same train leaving the front line, there is a small person who has never been recorded in history, an Austrian infantry regiment sergeant from three companies, and a mercenary Akado from the far east of China.

"Germany is over, the attack near Lyme has exhausted our reserves, but no real progress has been made. The entry of the United States has made us completely passive. His Majesty the Emperor may end the war recently." Holding his rifle, Akado leaned on the iron skin of the train car and whispered: "The war may end this year."

"Although reluctantly, Mr. Akado, your strategic vision has always been accurate. You expected the attack near Lyme to happen, but I still don't want to believe that we will be defeated." Hitler's eyes were wrapped in gauze, a bit lonely Said.

"Mr. Hitler, we are still young, although now we are very disadvantaged, we will get everything back," Akado said in a firm tone.

Hitler nodded and said nothing. For a long time, with the bang of the train wheels hitting the rail joints, Hitler suddenly said: "Mr. Akado, you are a learned person. I think you are more knowledgeable than our commander."

"Thank you." Akado smiled, and then looked through the gap to the far plains. The First World War is over, and these twenty years will be his stage.

In early August 1918, the British army launched a raid near Amiens, and the German army collapsed almost without a shot. The Germans withdrew, but the position was still there, and there were hundreds of people willing to perform their duties as soldiers. The Germans used their blood to verify their vows. They were reluctant to take a step back. They stubbornly and persistently stuck to the fragmented position and caused all kinds of trouble to their opponents.

However, in Germany, the faith to continue the war gradually disappeared, and strike incidents occurred one after another. In the eyes of diehards like Hitler, the safe, undisturbed rear, as well as the laggards, speculative drillers, pretenders to evade responsibility, traitors, and neither love nor love for Germany The disrespectful Jews betrayed the desperate battle ahead at the most severe moment.

When the train took Akado and Hitler to the hospital in Basvalk, a small town in the province of Pomerania, his disappointment caused his pain to be thrown out of the sky.

After several weeks of treatment, Hitler recovered his vision. The keratitis had disappeared, his eyes had also swelled, and the severe pain in the orbits had begun to alleviate. Slowly, he could see the outline of things around him.

The restoration of his eyesight gave Hitler hope and renewed his interest in current events. However, the remote Imperial Center Berlin itself was surrounded, and the new manager urged the Kaiser to abdicate to sign a ceasefire agreement.

This morning, Akado was brushing his teeth, and there was silence in Basvalk's hospital. Occasionally, soldiers gave a slight moan, and everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.

Three young men in overalls and forward hats walked into the large wounded ward. They found a prominent position and pulled a chair beside the injured soldier's bed to the center of the passage. One of the young men led the jump He went up, cleared his throat, and delivered a speech: "Long live Bolshevik! Gentlemen! Only Bolsheviks can save our Germany! The Kaiser must step down! He is the culprit of this war!"

"Your Majesty the Emperor is not the culprit! You are a group of chaotic thieves!" Hitler glared at his red eyes and retorted loudly.

"Hey! Boy! Look at the Soviets! Look at Comrade Lenin! The Russians withdrew from the war without losing anything! We should believe that the Bolsheviks can also lead us out of the threat of war!" The young man with the first name waved his fist, Said very firmly.

What he said was justified and convincing. Although everyone was silent, Hitler was stunned there for a moment, unable to refute a sentence.

"Have you ever been on the battlefield?" A voice sounded from the door, crisp and firm, and everyone's eyes were attracted to the past. There stood a tall Germanic, slightly thin, but the sparse beard stubble was very tasty.

A pair of blue eyes stared at the three young men in the center of the hall in a deep eye socket. There was no emotion in their eyes. These eyes had seen life and death, so there were no more waves.

"Have you ever been on the battlefield?" Akado asked the three again when he saw three people not speaking.