Chapter 279: Death and funeral

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In the stove on the wall, warm and warm flames were beating, and the house was as warm as spring. The outside of the stone castle is still cold, but the temperature is rising. Snow has begun to melt, and both ends of the road are muddy.
Akado gave away his wife Mercedes in the morning. The first lady of Germany rushed back to Berlin because of the latest plan of the Bailanhua Group's mass production helicopter. Now he is accompanied by Anna alone, so the whole house There seemed to be a little lonely.
Listening to the crackling sound of the fire-burning firewood in the fireplace, Akado sat there silently, holding a telegram from the Far East weakly in his hand. It was the content of this telegram that made Akado sit from the morning to the present.
This morning's telegram, because Germany changed its strategy and intensity of aid to China, Japan also changed its corresponding strategy. At 7:15 this morning, the late Song-Shanghai Battle officially started.
The situation in the Far East looks terrible, and Japanese forces encountered Chiang Kai-shek's most tenacious resistance in Shanghai. Four German mechanical equipment divisions launched a fierce battle with the Japanese army near Shanghai, and Japanese troops suffered heavy losses. Chiang Kai-shek's 20 Messerschmitt 109c fighter jets smuggled from Italy after a lot of hard work, and he achieved a glorious record of shooting down 27 Japanese fighters this morning.
And that weak Far East China actually gave birth to two air combat trump cards in an hour. Even Akado himself did not expect that under the command of General Zhang Zhizhong, the Kuomintang general, Seekert once bragged to Akado in the telegraph that the 9th Army of the National Revolutionary Army was so amazing.
Just two hours ago, at 9 a.m., and less than two hours into the war, Chiang Kai-shek built a 150-mm Krupp heavy artillery gun in a secretly constructed arsenal on the outskirts of Wuhan. The command post reimbursed two major generals of the Japanese Army.
Regardless of this record with a bit of luck, the squadron just pulled out the ground of 50 75mm caliber field guns and 25 150mm heavy artillery pieces at the start of the battle, leaving the Japanese Army completely unpredictable. The appearance of these Krupp hardcover artillery units allowed the Japanese army to teach what German fire suppression is.
In addition, the Mauser 98k bolt rifle in the hands of Chinese infantry has better comprehensive performance than the Japanese military ’s 38th rifle. The squadron ’s Mark Qin machine gun is also more practical than the Japanese 92 type heavy machine gun, and the Czech light machine gun is more useful. The Japanese Army is entangled with the tremendous casualties, so apart from Japan having some advantages in tanks and ships, the other weapons and equipment seem to be inferior to the Chinese defenders.
The Chinese troops, which had gained multiple advantages, became more and more courageous in the war, and the long guns and short guns caused a lot of casualties to the Japanese army. Judging from the content of the last call from Seeker, the Japanese army must lose 100,000 people in Shanghai at least this time before they can obtain That victory was achieved.
However, Akado knew in his heart that it was impossible for China to win this war. Within a few hours, the Chinese defenders will have insufficient stamina. The Chinese armed forces lacking the support of a complete industrial system cannot withstand the swallowing of a war of attrition. Eventually, as in history, they will eventually crash and throw away Shanghai after the meeting. .
The far-reaching performance of China this time is remarkable, and it is enough to make me feel better. At least in this time and space, the Chinese have more confidence in defending their homes and their combat capabilities are higher. At least in this battle in the decisive battle in Shanghai, the overall equipment level of China's main 9th Army was almost the same as that of Germany. It also allowed the arrogant Japanese Army to see the true level of the European Army.
But Akado is still not happy now, because he is holding the last telegram sent by Sikte-it is indeed the last telegram, this old general who has been in poor health, Aka Many old bosses, teachers of many details of Akkado ’s military knowledge, just half an hour ago, closed their eyes forever because of overwork and emotional fluctuations.
The old man who voluntarily went to China to help the poor and weak Chinese people regain his enthusiasm, the old man hailed as a model of international friends by President Chiang Kai-shek and the cornerstone of China ’s national defense—although carefully guarded by Akado, He died two years later than in history, but he left when the Chinese people needed him most.
A secret agency based in Nanjing, a German intelligence agency, had just sent a telegram. The 9th Army of the Chinese National Revolutionary Army had just sent a message of condolence. The Chinese soldiers on the battlefield spontaneously wrapped sackcloth around their waists. The three armies cried and fought forward. Part of the Japanese landing force drove off the sea.
Seeker was extremely mournful in China. At the end of the telegram, he mentioned an astounding thing. Although it was impossible to lower the flag by half in accordance with the ceremonial gift, the Qingtian Bairi Banner of the Nanjing Presidential Palace did not rise to the top today, but was far behind. One foot.
Akado sat so quietly, he knew that the suffering nation had always followed the old saying-"The grace of the dripping water, the springs will repay each other". He knew that Seeker, who had stepped off the stage in Germany, had found the most memorable years of his life in China. With the support of Akado, this old man has done more and more. So the Chinese people remembered this friend and returned him with forty thousand hearts of gratitude.
Akado even felt that he could feel that the machine tool that produced the cannon in the military factory in Wuhan was turning faster; the workers worked overtime to put one shell after another into the ammunition box, relying on the slow but never The stopped Niu Ma Tiao sent to the front.
Akado even felt that he could feel that in the battlefield of Shanghai, the Chinese people who were determined and silent, holding the rifle engraved with German in the cold wind, used their flesh and blood to prove that this nation has never fallen under.
The nation that carries thousands of years of history, the ancient, rigid, stubborn, stubborn nation, the weak, tolerant, low self-esteem, timid nation, they have a spine that stands tall, a spine that tanks can't bend; they have a stream. The blood of the liver and the brain will not cool down; they have the kindness from their bones, and they are so kind that they have forgotten the unpleasantness of Jiaozhou Bay because of an old Sickt man who landed in Nanjing.
Why are you leaving like this? Akado thought silently in his heart that he remembered the previous encounter, the first time Seeker met him on the train, the night in the National Defense Force, and the blank expression on his face. Seeker left sadly. What wets the collar? Akado reached out and touched it, but when he saw it, he couldn't see clearly.
The years are really ruthless, how many familiar people just left? The stubborn diplomatic warrior Streismann, the wise industrial pride Carl Benz, the stubborn and powerful marshal Hindenburg ... Now, another old man left the world, silently but not unheard of.
"You must not be too lonely." Akado sighed. How grand is the funeral? Will it be full of Chinese customs? Will there also be the strange Baifan, the familiar square hole paper money? Will someone cry, praying for an old guy like you?
Anna did not knock on the door, walked in quietly, and stopped behind Akado. She knew that her lover was in a bad mood. She knew that the respectable old man was the elder that Akado cared about.
"Head of State!" Anna did not call her the usual name, but solemnly called Akado's post. She reminded in disguise that Akado, he is now the head of state, the head of admiration in Germany, the German head of state must be cheered up.
"Huh ..." Akado breathed out, cleared his mood, and said softly, "What's the matter?"
"General Lundstad calls! Group A has captured Sedan, and the French 9th Army has retreated," Anna answered.
"I know." Akado stood up slowly, shaking his SS uniform and restoring his former stiff back: "Return the telegram to him! Continue the attack as originally planned ... I wait for his good news."
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"Stand up!" A German official gave a command loudly.
"Wow." The neat sound of standing sounded, Ren stood at the front of the line, silently watching the five crucifixes, still expressionless.
The five tombs lie quietly in a tomb. These new tombs are German soldiers killed in the battle of crossing the river. There are nearly a hundred people in the sight. There were soldiers crying silently around, but Ren just looked at the tomb in the center with his lips motionless. There was a wreath of straw on the tomb, which was hung by the captain of the tank 125.
"I can't cry. This doesn't mean I'm not sad. I know you are a good company commander." Marcus whispered beside Rennes, "I will keep your share and live well." "
"You are lying here, it means that the desperation is not enough, the killing is not enough, the brutality is not enough, the blood is not enough." Rennes said softly: "I don't know what to say to you, I will return when the French are over See you here. "
"I know you are all sad, but do you remember the words sung in our war songs?" The battalion commander stood by and looked at his men with a trace of sadness on his face.
Someone took the lead and sang, the voice was somewhat tragic, but it was extremely firm. Soon everyone sang along, and the familiar melody became stronger and stronger. They are singing to see off their comrades, so they are extremely dignified:
"If we are abandoned by the goddess of destiny,
If we cannot return to our hometown from now on,
If the bullet ends our lives,
If we are in danger,
At least our faithful tank,
Will give us a metal grave. "
"Ryan!" The commander glanced at Ryan and shouted loudly: "The first row is temporarily under your command until you die or I find a better candidate."
"Follow your orders!" Ren Li replied loudly.
"The commander-in-chief is temporarily represented by two rows of platoon leaders." The battalion commander turned and walked to the distance: "After a two-hour break, he set off westward along the road."