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Advanced chapter until 300+ at patreon.com/caleredhair Soviet Union, Moscow, the Kremlin. The morning sun shone on the characteristic domes of the palace, reflecting a captivating, multicolored light. With a loud command, the two heavy main gates of the palace were pushed open by soldiers, and three luxurious Mercedes sedans drove slowly into the Kremlin. All the soldiers snapped to attention and saluted, their eyes following the three cars with the utmost reverence. The cars came to a slow, steady…-
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"Ping!" A bullet struck a stone, kicking up a cloud of dust. In the distance, a machine gun rattled nonstop, and from an unknown location, the groans of wounded soldiers who were not yet dead could be heard. Behind a barricade, a line of Republican soldiers was firing fiercely. Opposite them, Nationalist soldiers dodged bullets, inching closer to their objective. Not far away, inside a building, two German snipers were loading bullets into their rifles. With practiced skill, they extended their rifles…
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"Sir Envoy," Akado said with a smile, sitting down on the sofa. He accepted a cup of hot coffee from Anna and said to the Spaniard before him, "In war, you have to rely on us. So I suggest you'd have better prospects playing football." "Führer... Sir," the Spanish envoy's face showed some displeasure, but he still pleaded, "Spain has fired the first shot against the Comintern for the Western world! As one of the leading capitalist countries, Germany should stand with Spain! Shouldn't it?" Clearly, the…
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"Form up! Quick! Everyone, get in formation!" a German officer on the pier commanded his soldiers. Opposite him, several hundred German soldiers in grey-green Wehrmacht uniforms struggled to their feet. They were burdened with tents and various other equipment, carrying their Mauser 98K rifles as they slowly began to line up. "Eyes right! Soldiers! We are heading to Spain to send the most despicable communists to hell! You will be baptized by real fire there! I don't have much to say!" The major, who had…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair On the night of July 19, 1934. Berlin, the Führer's Residence. "My Führer," Gascoigne, as the head of German intelligence, controlled many of Germany's clandestine intelligence channels. At this moment, he was standing before Akado's desk, looking at his idol with an expression of worship. "Based on your predictions, we have strengthened our surveillance of Spain. It has now been confirmed that just yesterday, the troops in Spanish Morocco have…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair "Long live the Führer!" Two Wehrmacht generals raised their arms in salute to Akado as he walked into the conference room. A meeting on Germany's military plans against Czechoslovakia was underway, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat tense. "Long live the Great Germany," Akado said, returning the salute with a wave of his hand. He then walked straight to the map and watched the small wooden blocks that were being constantly…
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In a Czechoslovakian army barracks on the border, all the soldiers had already assembled. They watched their officer at the front of the parade ground, waiting for him to issue the orders they were to carry out. Whether they would be ordered to engage the German Wehrmacht entering Czechoslovakian territory would depend on the command given shortly. However, what was puzzling was that behind their officer stood a young man in the grey-green uniform of a German officer. "Alert is canceled!" a…
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Colonel Grewdo had been having a rough time lately. The budget for their Allied Military Control Commission had been cut yet again. The economic situation back home meant that none of the countries were in the mood to care about foreign affairs, so the Commission's activities had become exceptionally difficult. Due to tight funding, many inspections and patrols had been forced to be canceled. Now, even many of the reports submitted on time were being shelved. The Control Commission's role in supervising…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair "Let us mourn our beloved Mr. Stresemann. May his soul rest in peace in heaven," the priest presiding over Stresemann's funeral said, offering a gentle blessing amidst a somber atmosphere. At the poor man's funeral, not a single high-ranking German official appeared. There were only a few of his regular friends and several Wehrmacht majors who had come to pay their respects on behalf of Akado and the others. It was not that the Greater German Party…
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Advanced chapter at patreon.com/caleredhair "The ceremonies for all German armed forces to swear their oaths of allegiance to the Führer have all been completed, my Führer," General von Brauchitsch said, placing a report neatly on Akado's desk. He then took a step back, stood at attention, and reported, "You are now, in name and in reality, the Commander-in-Chief of the German armed forces." "Believe me, General, I have no interest in those boring positions of power. The only reason I hold all…
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