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Chapter 211 211 Celebrations and Funerals

The military band played drums and opened the way, and various trombones and short trumpets played familiar songs. Behind it was a guard of honor with a red 10,000-word banner. It did not have the tactical vests that were common to the front-line troops, but instead carried an ancient sword.

The cavalry rode a tall white horse and greeted the citizens around them while moving forward. The cavalry were carrying G43 rifles, which were known to the whole world, which directly prompted the mass production of the US m1 rifle.

Following the cavalry were dozens of off-road cars. In these beautiful convertible cars, German army soldiers wearing neat military uniforms were attracted by the world's attention at a speed of dozens of kilometers per day in the just-concluded Battle of Poland. Many newspapers began to advocate that they were "mechanical cavalry" of the new era.

Following these cars were trucks after trucks, which were filled with supplies and were filled with German infantry, and various field cannons were pulled behind them, including 75mm caliber, 105mm caliber, and 150mm caliber. These cannons are mainly lightweight and can be pushed forward with the fastest speed as mechanized troops.

Then passing by the crowd was the No. 3 assault gun, No. 3 tank, and Leopard tank. These tanks showed unprecedented effectiveness in the war and were praised by the head of state as the king of land warfare. These tanks destroyed the Polish army in the battle of Poland, covering the German army forward at the speed of marching, and defeating the largest military power in Eastern Europe in one breath to the destruction of the country and begging for surrender.

As the German armored troops advanced, the band changed the tune and played a melody that people were not very familiar with. The armored soldiers exposed outside sang loudly. For the first time in the world, the melody of victory belonging to the German armored soldiers, a melody of victory belonging to them only.

“Whether it is storm or snowflakes,

Or is the sun smiling at us;

The hot day,

On a cold night,

Dust on the face,

But we enjoy this kind of fun,

We enjoy this kind of fun.

Our tanks roar forward,

Accompanied by waves of dust and sand.”

The Poles who welcomed the parade guard to the city looked at the young men in black tank uniforms and saw incomparable confidence in their faces. These confidences came from their proud record: under the halo of annihilation or capturing 1.35 million Polish soldiers (part of which were refugees) in one breath, they only cost Germany the death of 8,923 people.

"When the enemy's tanks are revealed,

We increased the throttle and moved forward at full speed!

The value of our lives,

It is to fight for our glorious army!

Death for Germany is the highest honor!

With the thunderous engine,

We rushed towards the enemy like lightning behind a solid armor plate.”

More German soldiers had left Warsaw, where they had fought for the past. They carried their rifles and bags. The dust made their combat uniforms no longer so glamorous, but there was a little more calmness and sophistication.

The soldiers rolled up their sleeves, their beards had not been taken care of for more than a week, and there was a unique German "melon grenade" hanging on their tactical vests on their chests. As they advanced, they were not good-looking miscellaneous war horses, with tents, raincoats and ammunition piled on their backs.

The car was dragging cannons by their side, and the soldiers looked up at their comrades sitting in the car, waved their hands to say hello. They were the most ordinary German infantry. When they inspected the troops, there were no their phalanx, and there were no medals given to them, as were the Air Force and many armored units. However, they still appeared on the positions that the heads of state needed them the most, guarding their oath with casualties.

They walked silently on both sides of the road, and walked firmly towards their battlefield with slow speed. They smiled at the cavalry, car soldiers, and armored soldiers with their dry lips, listening to the tank soldiers who slowly drove past them and sang their songs loudly:

“Walking forward with your comrades,

Fight side by side,

This is why we can penetrate deep into the enemy's (tank) queue!

Facing the so-called barrier of the enemy,

We give contemptuous ridicule,

Then simply bypass;

If the yellow sand in front of it,

Hidden is the threat of the artillery fire.

We will find our own path.

Jump onto the path to victory!”

Standing in the stands, Guderian said to the F Army, the commander-in-chief of the German troops in the future, Kluge, "The troops that should receive honors here are now moving towards the eastern defense line, bringing a group of new recruits who have not been on the battlefield to take a regular step. I don't know whose idea is."

"The Propaganda Department will not miss any opportunity to expand the influence of our army, so such a grand celebration is also the only way. Our army's victory in Poland is obvious to all. As the protagonist of the victory, don't complain anymore." Admiral Kluge said with a smile: "I heard that the head of state is planning to be promoted to General Bolauchici to become the marshal of the Empire...really?"

"This news should be true. I heard that it was a direct news from the headquarters. I heard that Commander Bolauchic was so excited that he cried bitterly. Marshal, I felt excited when I thought about it." Guderian said with a smile.

Kluge followed and said, "The days when the head of state is honored by the general, the rank of marshal must be not far away."

While they were chatting, the parade and parade entered the final stage, and as the tank troops drove by, the music came to an end. However, the last song of the Armored Mars still echoed over the entire square:

"If we are abandoned by the goddess of destiny,

If we can't return to our hometown from now on,

If the bullet ends our lives,

If we are doomed,

At least our faithful tank,

We will be given a steel coffin!"

...

Just as the German troops held a grand triumphal ceremony in Poland, the military parade was held.

The head of state Acardo Rudolph, who was far away in Berlin, was wearing a black SS uniform and standing in front of the crowd, bowing his head to complete his silence ceremony.

Since the death of Carl Benz, Akado has ordered the establishment of a private health care system for many senior talents who have contributed. However, due to the technical limitations of medicine in this era, some important high-tech talents have not been restored.

For example, Hugo Junckers, who just passed away, is one of the designers of the long-range multi-purpose aircraft that Arcado has always relied on.

Under the leadership of Hugo Junckers, Junckers built many distinctive and very practical military aircraft for the Luftwaffe.

For example, the Ju-87 Stuka dive bomber that made Polish soldiers regarded as the devil; the German Ministry of Air Transport and the paratroopers' favorite three-engine transport aircraft Ju-52; of course, the German aviation design masterpiece "Long-range multi-purpose aircraft" that is in the test flight stage.

Akado was not optimistic about the ugly Ju-52 transport aircraft, but this aircraft used its stable flight performance and durable structure to prove its value by the German army's enthusiasm for low fuel consumption. In the end, the head of state ordered the production of 4,500 such aircraft. Because Catherine confidently told Akado that the Air Force can ensure airspace safety, and the disadvantage of slow speed of the transport aircraft is not a problem at all.

Just as the German armored soldiers hummed, there would be at least one steel coffin, so the coffin of the Air Force pilot was made at the most - the coffin of the aircraft designer must be made from...wood.

Some things seem to have been doomed to an end. Such unchangeable things make Akado feel frustrated, such as Mr. Carl Benz who he tried hard to redeem, such as Stresman who was against him but was like a polite gentleman, and Hugo Junckers who is now lying in the coffin.

There was a time when he even felt that he could not change any history at all. Those twisted things would eventually be corrected, and he would become the second Hitler to die in panic. But later he thought about it, and he just wanted to do what he was right in front of him. Those assumptions that could not be proved before the end would be more important than to wait until the end to be concerned about them.

At that moment, Akado Rudolph or Gu Changge, who was in his previous life, unexpectedly got up. He knew that he had no way out, so he simply followed the current script: either become a founding emperor admired by thousands of people, or became a war madman despised by thousands of people. Anyway, it is certain to leave a name for all ages, and infamous and wise men are actually similar, so there is nothing to worry about.

After listening to the eulogy, Akado hurriedly left in a car because there were more things waiting for him to arrange. However, on the way back to the head of state, Akado arranged two things for the work secretary Sindra, who was sitting in the front row.

"Look for the best doctor, use the head of state allowance to give them another salary, and let them check Mr. Augustus every other week! I don't want this kind of accident to happen again, do you understand?" Akado said regretfully in the back row: "Every time such a talent loses one, it will cause immeasurable losses to the future of the empire."

"Abide by the order! My head!" Syndra answered immediately.

Akado thought for a while and then continued to instruct: "There is another thing. In the afternoon, please call Student and ask about the expansion of the paratroopers. We don't have much time left, and everything needs to be done quickly."

"I remember!" Syndra continued to answer.

The car stopped at the head of state, and Akado and others walked out of the car. He glanced at the car parked on the side with an army license plate, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Army Commander-in-Chief, whom he promoted, would be promoted to the Imperial Marshal by him today.
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