This may be the few places without applause after Akado arrived. He walked quietly on the forest path with lawns on both sides. Everyone calmed down and followed the decisive head of the empire.

One tombstone connected to one, one name connected to one, this is the cemetery of the fallen soldiers of the Empire, a place where everyone desires to sleep forever. If you can rating it after death, then this is undoubtedly the prime location of the grave that is most honorable in Germany.

Akado suddenly stopped in front of a stone-carved cross. This was an exquisitely crafted tombstone. The tombstones in the entire cemetery were carefully crafted by old craftsmen. These tombstones carried not a history, but a soul that sacrificed all their souls for the prosperity of Germany.

Everyone behind Akado remained silent. They looked at Akado with horror as he stretched out his white and slender fingers and stroked the edges and corners on the tombstone of the cross, as if a pianist was gracefully stroking his piano, with a solemn expression and deep affection.

"Dutraby von Hoffman, I have touched every telegram you sent back to the motherland with my own hands, and read it myself. I have known you for a long time, but we have only met once. At that time, we did not have Deutsche Welle. You boarded the train to Wilhelmshaven, and I shook hands with you on the platform. For more than 20 years, you have never returned to Germany..." Akado burst into tears without knowing it. He personally sent these people lying in the cemetery to the battlefield. The reason why they wanted to lie here was because they loved this country deeply!

Maybe this name has never appeared in the official German record. Maybe no one knows this name, but lying here now is enough to prove the importance of this name! You must know that there are so many celebrities waiting to be buried in this cemetery since its completion. If you have carefully looked at the people in line, you will know how long it is here: Krupp, August, Jerinnike? Cassia, Merkel...

Another name or code name of this person is definitely well-known in the German senior management, because on the tombstone that Akado touched, there is a sad name: Greve.

Yes, this is the tomb of poison, there are no corpses inside, only letters of thanks from various departments of the German side and medals issued. Few people may die with so many honors, and few people may not be able to return to their beloved hometown even if they die.

In Dutrabi von Hoffmann, or Greve's hometown, a park there was named Hoffmann Park, built with the old man's life savings. In the grave, there was also a thank-you letter written by Akado himself. These paper letters were kept in bottles, sealed with wax, and meticulously printed with the plastic seal of the Third Reich.

Along with the old man lying here, there was a tomb without a corpse. The suffix on this tomb was also Hoffman. He was the honorary German Navy general and Gray Wolf who died in the Battle of the English Channel.

Tombstones are connected by one, one by one. Everyone here has a story, which can be written into a wonderful novel, so they are buried here and are worshipped and worshipped by all Germans. There are countless people coming to pay homage to them every day and countless people come to clean them. The girls placed bright wreaths under the tombstones, and were covered by new flowers before they withered.

Promotion and wealth? How many people here have given up their lives for their motherland? Money is really just something outside of them. They are in the enemy's back to send an important information back to the country and become loyal. Success and fame are achieved? How many people here have been obscured for their ideals until they die, but their efforts are enough to shock the world and change the future development of mankind.

Akado touched the tombstones and did not say a word, but his movements were so gentle and his steps were so firm, so his actions moved everyone who came here. They felt that their dream of revitalizing Germany would eventually become a reality under the leadership of such a person!

The head of state just walked, and the people behind followed, step by step seemed to have no end. Akado looked at each tombstone carefully and seemed to see the vivid smiling faces of the owner of the tombstone. Many people here knew Akado, having dinner together, walking together, talking about scientific and military engineering and other issues under the grape trellis or on the flowerbed.

For example, the stone tablet he is looking at is a scientist in the German Atomic Energy Project, a heavy moisture project. This man died of British spies' sabotage activities and was killed by a bomb on his way to work. His contribution to German nuclear energy research can be said to be greater than Einstein, and Acardo even had dinner with him personally.

Another person is an engineer of a nuclear power generation project. This person died at work due to a heart disease. Because he and his team were studying day and night, Germany is only one step away from the use of nuclear energy, and the problem of insufficient power that plagues Germany is also expected to be fundamentally solved.

But now they are all lying here for various reasons, accompanying their loved motherland, and lying forever in this hot land. No one even knows their names, and few people seem to remember their contributions, but because they are buried here, they are recognized German heroes.

Germany has been extremely difficult in nuclear energy research. Although Akado has provided guidance on the highest theory, for various reasons, it has not been successfully developed for practical nuclear weapons until today. It is not that German scientists are not as skilled as humans, but that in many cases, they cannot completely compare the development time of several nuclear weapons powers horizontally.

The simplest truth is, in 1937, can China produce atomic bombs in five years? Everyone knows the answer is no, and some people even sneer and disdain to answer. By the same token, why can't the United States and Britain produce atomic bombs in 1935?

In fact, any complex scientific research project can only be built with a series of scientific research progress, and the same is true for atomic bombs. The containers carrying raw materials, the speed of centrifuges, the purification of materials and other technologies have all affected the application and development of nuclear energy. The German nuclear energy research team, who crossed the river by feeling the stones, is now at the forefront of the world, which can definitely be said to be an amazing achievement.

Thinking of nuclear weapons and German nuclear energy research, Acardo remembered Dr. Einstein who had not visited for a long time. He turned around and waved to Gascole behind him. Seeing the latter walking quickly to his side, he whispered and asked: "How has Dr. Einstein recovered? He... is my friend, and should not have spent the rest of his life so miserably."

"My Head." Gascoll heard Akado's question and quickly replied: "Dr. Einstein's body has recovered quite well, but the bullet has hurt his nerves. Although he woke up, he still couldn't move normally."

For individuals, it is definitely a big blow to spend the second half of their life in a wheelchair, so Dr. Einstein is very depressed now. Every day, an exclusive nurse pushes him to recover from the sun, but he still rarely speaks.

Akado knew about this situation. He just remembered such a familiar old friend and asked about the recent situation. It was just that for a scientist who might benefit all mankind, it was a pity that he ended up like this.

"We must help him recover from his health! Let him stand up as much as possible and move freely! This is the minimum respect for science and knowledge!" Akado continued to walk forward while saying to Gascole who was following behind him.

"Yes, my head!" Gascoll quickly agreed. To be honest, he had not paid attention to Einstein, a person who was useless for a long time.

As soon as he walked to a small tombstone, Akado stopped, squatted down and sorted out the messy flowers with his hands, so that the name of the owner of the tombstone was revealed. There was nothing special about the name on it. Maybe no one would remember Grace, the secretary of the office of an old National Defense Forces,: "I will send a bouquet of flowers every week... Promise me, don't do such stupid things anymore on Dr. Einstein, okay?"

Gascole was stunned, then nodded heavily. He now knew how long it took for Akado to be sad when he made his own decisions, and he realized that the secretary of Sikte, who had never died of sin, should not be executed secretly.

Maybe she should be able to understand the head of state's difficulties after she has lived to this point, right? Gascoll thought with regret. When Akado raised his foot and continued to walk forward, he was still stunned and buried by the crowd following Akado forward.

"Sad." Augustus walked to Akado with his crutch and his other hand was supported by a young officer.

"I can't be happy." Akado smiled bitterly: "There are too many people I know buried here. Every time I come here, I feel that I am very failed. I owe these people things, and I may never be able to pay them back in my life."
Chapter completed!