Chapter 880 881 History is a little girl
"Long live Acardo Rudolph, Head of State!" A SS officer stood attentively in front of Acardo, stretched out his arms, and greeted a standard German hand: "My head of state, the Far East operation plan code-named 'Leakage' has been completed. We have arranged a marginal spy who is about to be exposed to leak the intelligence to the Japanese."
"Very good. The SS's intelligence department did a good job in this matter." Akado nodded, then seemed to remember something and asked, "Did the Americans and the Soviets join in? We will not be disturbed by them, right?"
"The people in the observation team did not find any Soviet spies approaching our operation location. The plan should not arouse the alertness of the Soviet counter-espionage organization." The SS officer raised his chin as he spoke, and was extremely proud of being the most powerful intelligence organization in the world. The German intelligence department was established before 1922 and was the most systematic and intensive agency to deploy spies to other countries to this day. The Americans and the British have not yet figured out the scale of the German spy agency's operation, and the counter-espionage work has been in a dilemma.
There is a saying that goes very well: Spy dies first in war; scouts dies first in battle. German spies paid a heavy price for the German army's invincibility on the front battlefield. About 7,000 German spies were shot dead by hostile countries during the operation, and nearly 10,000 other people were missing or confirmed arrested.
But their victory made these sacrifices very worthwhile. The German army has been relying on maps drawn by spies for most of the time. The facts prove that these maps were drawn quite accurately. Almost all war zones, including France and the Soviet Union, were clearly understood by German spies before the war.
Moreover, among the German spies, a large number of super aces such as gray wolf, poison, beggars, and beehives emerged. These people fought in foreign countries for their motherland and contributed great strength to the rise of the Third Reich.
Thinking of these spies, Akado felt a sense of sadness every time. He once shook hands with Poison who had gone to England. At that time, Poison was still a middle-aged uncle, and he was also a young colonel. When he heard the news of Poison's death, Poison had not seen his motherland for more than 20 years.
Germany was in ruins when the poison left. When the poison closed his eyes in Canada, Germany's highways were the highest in the world, and the big cities in Germany were thriving in a beautiful scene. However, in the martyrs' cemetery outside Berlin, there was only a set of SS's general's uniform in the coffin. Akado didn't know whether the poison was pitiful or happy.
"Okay! We have done everything we can. Now it depends on how stupid the Japanese are. If they are fooled, then we will die many soldiers; of course, if they are not fooled... it only means that our enemies are getting smarter and smarter." Akado waved his hand and signaled the officer to go out, then he picked up a document on the table and reviewed it.
Marshal Bolaoxiche, who sat on the side and had never spoken, spoke at this time: "My head of state, the Japanese army was defeated in Impal. In this case, the British stabilized their eastern defense line of India, so they transferred a regiment of Indian infantry to go to the Middle East to assist the US military. The situation seemed to be of no benefit to us."
"Indeed!" Akado nodded and answered his marshal's question: "But from a long-term perspective, we may weaken the Soviet Union and win over China in the Far East. This will be beneficial to the empire's international layout after the war."
Then Akado continued to speak: "The Japanese army is no different from wild animals in China. This is a regression of human civilization. After that, their behavior will be liquidated. We have the obligation to bring those executioners to justice."
"My head of state, IMHO, our means in certain areas of the Polish province are not much better than the atrocities of the Japanese army in China." Blauchic shook his head and said to Akado. He has always disapproved of the cruel policy of occupation, but fortunately, most of the occupied areas in Germany implement relatively moderate occupation policies.
After hearing this, Akado burst into laughter, then nodded, agreeing with his marshal's statement: "War makes people become devils. I, you, and everyone in our generation are already devils who kill without blinking. And our next generation will become the masters of the greatest country in the world. This is our persistence, and this is everything we strive for!"
Looking at Blaucich looking at himself with an agreement, Akado continued, "So, after losing, no matter what we say and do, we are wrong and will be hanged on the judgment table. And if we win, then the people who resist us are guilty history is a little girl, letting the winner dress up beautifully, right?"
"Yes, my head of state! History will be written by us!" Boluoxiche walked outside: "For our descendants, we can become the masters of the most powerful country in the world. Even if we fight our lives, we generals of the army will win this war."
"Because." He walked to the door, turned around and said to Akado: "Last time we lost, this time we can never afford to lose again. If we fail again, there will be no Germany or the Germanic nation in this world."
"As long as I live, I will not let this day come." Akado put down the documents in his hand and whispered to Bolaoshiche at the door: "This country is our mother. As long as we still have breathing, no one can cross our bodies and point fingers at our motherland mother!"
"Long live Akado Rudolph, the Head of State!" Bolauxiche stood at the door and saluted, and then retreated respectfully. For this nation, for this country, for the army he loved deeply, he was willing to do anything, let alone become a devil, even if he became the unforgivable source of all evil.
Akado picked up the documents in his hand, which were a pile of documents to release British prisoners of war and go to work in Belgium and France. These British people were basically executioners with blood on their hands in prison camps. Their blood debts were exchanged for their current freedom. These people betrayed their souls to the demons of the Third Reich, and became accomplices and accomplices to massacre the Soviet stubborn.
Some people died, and some were relieved of killing. This was an effective way for prisoners of war to be released by Germany. Tens of thousands of prisoners of war were released after being completely integrated into the Third Reich and their families became trustworthy civilians in the Third Reich.
Relying on these British civilians who could no longer turn back, Germany repaired dock facilities in important ports such as Liverpool. British production is recovering, and light industries, including livestock industry, have been revitalized quickly with the intentional support of the Germans. Several ship companies that have resumed production have even received orders from the northern United Kingdom and Vichy France to produce 4 destroyers as their equipment to expand their naval expansion.
As for most of France's ports, large U-type submarines have begun to produce German old-style submarines and German air defense destroyers. These submarines are export-type products provided to allies, while those destroyers are used by the German army themselves.
Norway's iron ore production is steadily increasing with the efforts of the Germans. These iron ore have become transport ships to the United Kingdom and the Mediterranean, cannons and tanks sent to the Eastern Front, and of course, they have also become brand new aircraft, and become the solid cornerstone of the entire Third Reich.
He threw down the documents in his hand and picked out another document from another pile, intending to ask himself to ask for such naked blood and distortion. His purpose was to achieve this, a list of raw materials imported from Africa, the Germans used some old tanks discarded by the British and exchanged them for a large amount of rubber raw materials from Africa.
This is a cost-effective transaction. Many factories are waiting for these imported rubber raw materials to expand production capacity in the German industrial system. They are like a greedy blood sucking worm, dividing every kilogram of rice, every kilogram of steel, every kilogram of rubber and every barrel of oil in Germany.
The Messmit Company, which is already forming a new production line and preparing to mass-produce the latest generation of German jet fighters; the Krupp Company, which has expanded the cannon production line and is crazily producing 150mm self-propelled howitzers; the Porsche branch is continuously opening the workshops of the Tiger King tanks... It seems that every company has enough reason to apply for raw materials, because every product produced means that they will get more benefits in the future.
Naked capitalism. Akado sighed helplessly. He did not bring any advanced national system to the world, nor did he bring the world the future of the heaven-defying technology. He could only use one hand to create war and the other to provoke chaos... In chaos and pain, he fought for a sky for the country where he had lived for more than 20 years, a blue sky belonging to the Third Reich.
Using his own hands to write a history that he is not familiar with, this feeling made Akado feel excited. Without the sense of control that he knew everything in advance, seeing the infinite about the future may make Akado even more excited. He wants to win his World War II and take his favorite German Third Reich to the glorious other side he has never been to.
"Anna! Press me... I'll be all night tonight, there are so many things." Akado leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes and whispered to Anna behind him.—
Chapter completed!