Chapter 1146: meet

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Germany, Berlin ’s capital of the head of state, Akado is holding his son Caesar, and a few nanny happily playing games, he happily pounced on his son, and then let the little guy kick his foot with his foot Chest. The little guy smiled happily, and the voice of Hey Hey walked through the hallway, floating out of the window, and the little bird outside the window chirped.
Little Caesar was still at a stage where he didn't quite understand the matter. He looked at everything around him curiously, and his big beautiful eyes blinked. Akado liked the soft brown hair of Caesar very much. Every time he hugged him, he couldn't help but touch Caesar's hair with his large palm.
"The little one is very healthy, and his legs are really strong." After playing around for a while, Akado had to stop because he lacked exercise and he was already panting by his son. Anna and Mercedes, who were watching next to them, kept laughing, complaining that Akado should strengthen his exercise.
"When my army wins Moscow, I will run every morning!" Akaduo, holding his son, with a soothing face on his forehead, still laughed sweeter than winning the war: " I ’m already very happy, but I can still hold my son here for a while. The grandson of Brahich has heard that it is almost a month old, and he has n’t had time to go home and take a look. "
His words made Anna and Mercedes laugh again, because of the victory from the front, the economic development in the country, the situation in Germany as a whole is getting better and better, and the time everyone spends talking and laughing has increased accordingly. . Compared to the time when the war was just launched, Akado, who was so reticent and even hysterical, had a far-reaching change.
"Marshal Gallipoli called from Italy yesterday and said that the people in the Pope's Hall were arranging to come to mass for our children. Now everyone thinks that you are not as good as your child." Mercedes is also a little bit. Unlike a woman who gave birth to a child, her body maintenance can be described as perfect. There is no Caucasian woman with a large waist that has become like a bucket.
What many people are worrying about now is not the gradual clearing of the German war on the Eastern Front, but about what kind of system the Holy Reich German Third Reich will implement in the future, and what kind of leadership heritage it has. Now, everyone is more concerned about whether Germany will produce a new emperor or whether it will use the "democratic system" of the head of state.
Victory at hand makes everyone want to move, at least when everyone does not have to worry about losing the victory of the head of state, then there is a slight change in the attitude of holding the head of the gods. Of course, in Germany, there is definitely no market for questioning Akado ’s voice, but there are really a lot of people who think they can succeed Akado.
If the head of state is not an emperor, then this huge empire from the Atlantic Ocean in the west to the Volga River and even further in the east is definitely a great stage that is worth fighting for to display its ambitions. The idea of ​​replacing it is unrealistic, but trying to be a successor is definitely a tempting thing.
"I still think it's a good idea to help our little Caesar take the title of honorary European emperor." Akado teased his son while saying to Mercedes: "We will still have a lot Son, a royal identity, plus a huge industry, is the best wealth we have left to them. If you put them at the peak of power, it is not a good thing. "
"But Akado, if you and I were there, we could ensure that our offspring would not be bullied by others, or be used as lambs to be slaughtered, but what if we were gone?" Mercedes looked at his The husband, looking at Anna next to her husband, said what he was worried about.
Akado smiled, and then gave the child to Anna who had been greedy with Caesar's fat cheeks, and then stood up and said: "We can't guarantee much, even if we hold all the power, but we The descendants of are unable to keep these things, they will be replaced by others. We have given up power, and it is a safer choice than standing at the top. "
He stretched out his palm and stroked Mercedes's shoulder, consoling: "Honey, we can do what we can do for the children, they have done enough well, and their affairs must be solved by themselves, not What? We provide them with a choice, which is a happiness that many people have never had. "
Mercedes nodded, squeezed her lips and continued to speak. She watched the sun shining diagonally into the bright window, leaving a bright spot on the bed. In the bright spot, the beautiful Anna was using long fingers Caressing little Caesar's pink cheeks, little Caesar was smiling happily. This moment is called happiness for Mercedes.
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The incandescent lamp above the head shook slightly with the trembling of the earth, and in the dim basement of the Moscow Kremlin, the lights that flickered and flickered caused the people in the house to panic. The sun outside cannot be seen here, so the time can only be distinguished by the clocks on the wall, and there is no hope here, so the remaining time can only be judged by the expression on people's faces.
Stalin sat up from his bed and looked at the picture of Lenin facing him, and a sudden feeling of shame came out of his heart. He dared not look at that face again, and he did not dare to think of the man who gave the country to him.
"Come here! Come here! Come on! Take off this photo! Take it off quickly!" He covered his face and pressed his eyes with his palms before feeling a little bit better. Once he stood in the bright and luxuriously decorated conference hall, and the people sitting underneath desperately applauded him. He shouted like a god, and his words were as authoritative and effective as the law.
He imagined a place full of sunlight, a huge five-pointed star on the roof, and a conference hall surrounded by countless lights. But the familiar place is now gone, and what remains there is a ruin. The luxurious decoration was rubbled by 280 mm caliber shells fired by the Germans.
The attendant heard his shouts and hurried in from the outside of the house. Even Stalin, who was so lonely and degraded, was a leader and a high presence that the attendant could not reach. He dared not delay and stood at the doorway, waiting for Stalin to give clearer orders.
"Are you deaf? Take the photo down! Hurry up!" Stalin covered his eyes. He suddenly realized that his beard hadn't been trimmed for a long time, and those already messy beards were like piercing his palm like a knife. .
The attendant hurriedly called the guard at the door, and the two men grabbed the huge photo of Lenin in the basement. They quickly walked away holding the photo, fearing that Stalin, who was covering his face, would suddenly raise his head and make some strange orders. Recently, the work of serving Stalin has become more and more difficult. He often asks for strange things. For example, he once proposed to eat sea fish, but now Moscow has been surrounded by all aspects. Where can I find sea fish to improve the leader's life?
The attendant had just left, and a general wearing Soviet military uniform was surrounded by his entourage and other officials and walked down the corridor to Stalin's bedroom. Today, in the siege of Moscow, the only Soviet general who can wear a marshal's military uniform is Zhukov. This general, who has been following Stalin since his fortunes, stands somberly at the door and waits for his comrades to report.
After getting permission, the marshal finally saw his loyal leader Stalin once again: "Comrade Stalin ... The battle in the south of Moscow was chaotic and uncoordinated. I do n’t know who gave the order to fight back, but these orders let us Troops are inexplicable. "
"When I ordered the attack, your troops were retreating, this was the case in Ukraine; when I ordered the retreat, your troops were attacking, this was the case in Kursk ... I was fed up with this kind of yangfengyin , Zhukov ... My orders have never been executed. "Stalin stood up from his bed, then walked to Zhukov, and looked at the other party with a dark eye.
"Comrade Stalin! We have lost this war!" Zhukov did not flinch, staring at Stalin with his eyes: "We are now insisting on the dignity of a nation! The honor of a country! The responsibility of a soldier! If this time You still have any illusions about winning this war, then I have to ask you to look outside-our country is already in ruins, no matter how the result we can not win the war! "
"..." Stalin looked at Zhukov. His hand was squeezed into a fist. The untidy beard trembling, and finally he looked away, and then said to Zhukov in a lonely voice: "So, Moscow Has the southern part of the country been lost? Where else? How many positions has Vutujing lost? "
"My command is still in Leninno, and I will stay there as much as possible." Zhukov came here hoping that Stalin would not give his troops any more ridiculous orders, because this morning one of his commanders Obtained a small note signed by Stalin and asked his troops to counterattack Tula with all the tanks-there was only one tank left in the regiment. How could there be power to fight back ...