Chapter 116: : The Age of Fathers and the Reality of War

Hu Feng gasped suddenly, waking up from the cold floor.
Got up and looked at the environment in the room, his brain a little dazed for a while.
The snow falling outside the window, the forest like a white ocean not far below the hillside, the crackling burning fireplace, the soft velvet bed, the retro Western furniture style, the radio playing classical music, and the walls Hanging that conspicuous red background black round frame flag, everything is so novel.
Aletya fell to the side, a moan at the moment, waking up slowly, Hu Feng could not observe the surroundings when he saw it, and hurried over to raise the girl angel.
The archangel seemed extremely weak and frowned.
"Sure enough, the shuttle time has almost exhausted my strength. The time at this moment is repelling me. It is estimated that I will be forced to return to our time soon."
"Why don't I feel excluded?" Hu Feng was immediately curious.
"You are different from me, you still have a human soul, I think this is the reason."
Hu Fengwen nodded slightly and did not answer the call.
Perhaps it has nothing to do with the human soul. If it is really because of the relationship with the soul, it can only be its own god-inverse soul, which is independent from the essence of the spirit of the dark Sargeras.
At this time Aletya's body began to blur and twist gradually, like a broken TV screen.
"Set as soon as possible ... anchor point ... definitely ... want ... stop Stanley ..."
Looking at the missing Aletya, Hu Feng froze for a moment, and then he recovered after a while.
Looked at the two silver rings on his finger again. The ring was engraved with an iron cross mark.
This is a space ring made by the archangel, and two small subspaces can be opened by will.
The military supplies and equipment he brought from the bunker are now stored in it.
Aletya spent a lot of energy and effort for this time-traveling game, and even made the corresponding arrangements in advance.
From the head of state to every civilian in Germany, he now accepted an existence that should not exist: Heinrich von Arden, a descendant of a adopted son of Chinese descent.
But this is extremely abnormal, and even Aletya is very puzzled. Even the archangels and even their creator, Holy Light Naru, cannot make changes on this scale, even if these changes do not make any history. Significant impact, but after all, it involves massive memory modification and subsequent closing.
An unfamiliar memory image was screened like a movie stored on the hard disk, letting Hu Feng know all the things that must be understood.
This is the Ardennes Forest. . . This is Basto.
Bathtone. . . The Battle of the Prominent Department, the Ardennes assault. . . Hu Feng was in a trance, this place is extremely famous even for those who have a little history and military knowledge.
Wait, what's your disguised identity? Arden?
Thinking of this, Hu Feng didn't care about looking at the scenery anymore, he rushed around in the room looking for something.
Then he finally found it.
February 2, 1944, this is the date on the calendar.
There are still four months. . . The Allies will launch "Operation Overlord", "D-day". . . The landing of Normandy. . .
The east line at the moment is also a erosion. The elite German army is trapped in the endless Soviet frozen frost and the human attack of the million red army.
On the wooden table by the window, a document printed with a fascist eagle caught Hu Feng's attention.
"Imperial appointment ..."
Quickly read the contents of the file, Hu Feng relieved.
Is about to travel to Berlin as the supreme commander of the 46th "Black Cross" division newly formed by the Empire.
But. . . Why would a "Feng" go to the SS? Aren't these Prussian nobles who love traditional defense forces?
Forget it, what does this have to do with yourself. . . I am a native of the northern dynasty, and I do n’t love Germany.
The most important thing now is how to force the Allied forces to land in the Normandy area of ​​the Golden Beach according to the original plan of the history, instead of being encouraged by Stanley to land in Omaha.
Stanley ’s dog thing is now estimated to have come, and should have begun the plan to enter the high ranks of the Allied forces.
Walked out of his room, Hu Feng strolled around this small manor and collected all the valuable antiques he found.
Apart from himself, there is no one here. It seems that the Ardennes family has really run out of water, not even a servant or housekeeper.
Unlike the large Junker nobles like Polscher or Krupp, they have a strong military industry and political influence. The Arden family has no fart except for a nominal forest.
Fortunately, at least there is a black car in the manor that can travel. There is no GPS navigation in this year, so I can only look at the map and go to Berlin.
Glanced back at this manor, which should also not exist. Hu Feng shrugged his shoulders and got on the car with nostalgia and started to leave.
The scene along the way made Hu Feng somewhat silent and emotional.
Germany is sliding into the abyss of failure and destruction. The tense atmosphere and the comprehensive restrictions on civil rations are enough to illustrate this point.
The people ’s butter bread was taken to make German steel horses, which became a number IV tank and a number III assault gun.
But they are still extremely fanatical, full of confidence in the head of state and the country, even if this blindness will soon be severely crushed.
Many important cities have been bombed many times, and the living life in the ruins is howling and shaking.
Hu Feng even passed a concentration camp that was not large in size.
Jews. . . They are trapped behind tall barbed wire like livestock, and everyone is as skinny as a skeleton wrapped in human skin.
Looking at all this, Hu Feng did not know what to say.
Regardless of justice or not, each side of the war is not correct. There has never been real justice and correctness in this world, but only reality and cruelty.
At their own time, some people admired the German Third Reich, some worshiped the Allies, and some worshiped the Soviets. They pretended to hang their respective ideas, or the ideas they understood, even eager to come again, eager Let the old days repeat itself.
Is superficial and blind, isn't it?
Only when they really see the cruelty and reality can they truly realize that there is no right or wrong in war, no one is greater, and there is no such thing as handsome and exciting.
As for the Jews? If Germany is the victorious party, no one will fight for them, and no one dares to criticize this concentration camp behavior.
Every party is fighting for their own benefit, nothing more.
And what benefits can I get from this opportunity?
Would n’t it be a pity if just stopped Stanley and left.