Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 74: Picnic
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Tier Park is Berlin’s central park, because it is close to the famous Brandenburg Gate and is surrounded by a large number of government agencies including the Reich Chancellery. Standing in the park, you can directly overlook the political core of Germany. District, so this has always been a famous scenic spot that attracts tourists from all over the world except for the Berlin Zoo.
There are a large number of monuments and memorial buildings in the park, as well as dozens or even hundreds of years of old trees, and the scenery ingeniously constructed by the German garden masters along the river in history has made countless tourists come here to linger and stay. Had a lifetime unforgettable memory.
Even the citizens of Berlin who are accustomed to seeing these scenery, if they have free time on holiday, they will often drag their homes to have a picnic on the woodland lawn here, and enjoy the rare leisure time in city life.
There are not so many entertainment activities for later generations in these years. After all, Berlin is the capital of the country. After a hundred years of operation, the cultural facilities are fairly complete. If it is replaced by a German village at that time, if there is a circus in the town. , Can evolve into a national carnival.
"Look at this cypress tree. It's really a good wood." Gold patted the thick trunk that was full of people.
"It is indeed a good tree. Would you like me to find an axe for you." The strong man on the side laughed and joked.
"It's not funny at all." The director of the Agricultural Autonomy Committee of Sigen Muju Village was very upset.
"Well, where is the place where you made an appointment? I feel that the basket is getting heavier." In order to show that he was telling the truth, the strong man deliberately shook the picnic he was holding. basket.
Hans Craig is Gold’s best friend and best friend. They were born only a few days apart, and the two houses happened to face the door. They grew up together, studied together, and got punished together. In the eyes of others, these two men are like biological brothers, inseparable wherever they go. It was not until after graduating from high school that Gold chose to go home to work in farming, and Craig chose to serve in the army.
After completing the training of the boot camp, Craig was assigned to the 7th Armored Division as a motorcycle messenger. At that time, the division was not very well-known. Less than two days after Craig arrived at his unit to report, all the troops left the garrison. When the private soldier understood what had happened, he was already driving a motorcycle, mixed in a chaotic marching convoy, struggling on the snowy road in the Ardennes Forest.
In the early days of the French campaign, he had been busy passing orders between the division and the regiments and battalions. Because of his good performance, he was praised by the commander General Rommel. Everything seemed to be going very well, but then the **** Battle of Arras broke out. On the march, the 7th Armored Division encountered a surprise attack from the flanks of the British armored forces. The Seventh Armored Division was divided and surrounded by the opponent's superior forces and suffered heavy losses in personnel and equipment. In the end, even the commander General Rommel was killed while commanding operations. At that time, the entire armored division could be said to have been lingering on the brink of destruction.
The 83 Communications Battalion was hit hard by the British artillery. The personnel and technical equipment were almost wiped out, but Craig was lucky to survive. At that time, there were three other motorcycle messengers with him.
Just when Craig thought he was about to die for the Third Reich, the great head of state (Xu Jun: At that time Wo was just a deputy head of state.? (￣.￣)), driving like an angel sent by God The blue-gray Heinkel bomber descended silently from the sky (Xu Jun: I don’t want to, both engines are all turned off, and I am also desperate. (￣▽￣")). This is the number one head of state. In front of the world, he showed his talented command art (Xu Jun: Wait! What art?! (⊙_⊙)) to turn the tide, rescue the Seventh Armored Division from the state of destruction, and even lead A group of remnants turned defeat into victory, defeated the British offensive in one fell swoop, and drove the enemy into the trap of Dunkirk.
As the only remaining four motorcycle messengers in the division, Craig and his comrades were fortunate to be personally commanded by the head of state during those days. Craig even chatted with the head of state. At that time, he received kind encouragement from the head of state. In the days to come, the words of the head of state continued to support the soldier to fight bravely. That simple word of encouragement gave Craig infinite courage.
As everyone already knows, Craig, along with the rest of the 7th Armored Division, was incorporated into the Cybrus Corps and became a glorious member of the Führer’s army. Craig then participated in the follow-up battle on the French battlefield. When France surrendered, he had been promoted to sergeant due to merit. Then he accompanied the legion and crossed the sea to participate in the Battle of England. When the three-headed dog charged towards London, Craig led the motorcycle platoon under his temporary command and followed the team of the Vanguard Reconnaissance Company, rushing at the forefront of the legion.
After the Battle of London, Craig was not only promoted to sergeant platoon commander for his bravery in the battle, but he also received the Iron Cross of the first class he dreamed of. The unsophisticated youth finally achieved his childhood dream and became a glorious battle hero.
"Don't worry, the appointment is right in front. You can see it when you turn around this wood." Gold lifted up the rucksack on his shoulders, which was bulging and looked full.
Just as Gold said, just after bypassing the cypress forest, a large open lawn appeared in front of the two of them. Although it was already winter, it still looked green.
"Look, they are there." Gold pointed to a corner of the lawn and said, then the young farmer shook his arm vigorously to the distance, hoping to attract the other's attention.
"It's too far here, they didn't see you." Craig grabbed his companion's arm, then carried the picnic basket and strode towards the target.
"Hi! Melcedes!" Gold shouted at Lolita who was running wild on the lawn.
"John!" Little Lolita was stunned for a moment, and when she saw the visitor clearly, she immediately hurried over happily.
"You're late, John." Ronst got up from the picnic cloth, smiled and waved to Gold.
"I'm already on my way. To prepare for this, I spent a little more time." Gold picked up little Lolita in one hand and strode to Ronst.
"Where is Miss Vogelinde? Didn't she come with you?" Gold put the bag on his shoulder on the picnic cloth.
"She still has some business matters that need to be dealt with. It will be a little later." Ronst took his daughter from Gold.
"John, who is this person." Little Lori stretched out her small fleshy hand and pointed to the tall Craig and asked.
"I'm rude, I want to call Uncle John." Ronst patted the baby girl's **** lightly.
"It doesn't matter, Captain, this is Hans Craig, my best friend, I remember I mentioned him to you before." Gold introduced.
"Hans Craig, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Captain." Craig reflexively stood up straight.
"Scott Ronst, lucky to meet." Ronst reached out and shook Craig's hand.
"Don't all stand, let's sit down and talk." Gold said loudly, indifferently.
"Yes, just sit down, Mr. Craig."
"You can call me Hans, Mr. Captain."
"Then you have to get rid of Mr. Captain, and call me Scott." Ronst put his daughter on the cloth mat on one side.
"Come and see what good things I can bring you? Mercedes." Gold dragged his huge rucksack, and pulled the cord from the mouth of the bag.
"This is your favorite honey, and this...this is the jam made by my mother." The young farmer kept taking out various bottles and cans from the bag like magic.
"He likes children very much." Ronst said to Craig with a smile.
"Yeah, John has been like this since he was a child. He is the kindest person I have ever seen." Craig smiled and put the picnic basket aside.
"I heard him say that you are serving in the Cypress Army?" Ronst took out the cigarette case and handed it to Craig.
"Thank you, Captain, I am a motorcyclist." Craig waved his hand and said he did not smoke.
"I used to be a staff officer in the Fifth Infantry Division." Ronst took out a lighter and lit a cigarette.
"In Dresden?" Craig asked.
"Yes, my wife and I used to live there." Ronst raised his eyes to his little daughter who was playing with Gold.
"Madam did not come with you today?"
"She passed away half a year ago." Ronst spat out a smoke ball.
"I'm very sorry, I don't know this." Craig apologized quickly.
"Nothing, it's all from the past." Ronst waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
"So are you on vacation now?" The army sergeant wants to change the subject~IndoMTL.com~ Well, on vacation, but will soon be back in the army. Ronst nodded and replied.
"Oh, I only have one week of vacation left, and I will return to the army soon," Craig said.
"Then enjoy every day before you, Hans, this peaceful day will not last too long." Ronst dusted the soot.
"Have you heard any new news? Before I took a vacation, the regiment had already begun to circulate. We are likely to go to war with the Russians in the east." Craig turned his face to look at Ronst.
"It seems that this is no secret. I don’t know whether there will be a war. It mainly depends on the attitude of the Russians. If they insist on challenging the Third Reich, we can only take him completely. Defeating is like treating France and England." Ronst took a sharp sip of the cigarette, then turned around and put the cigarette **** out in the dirt on one side.
"Look, Sister Walling! Dad, Sister Walling is here!" Melcedess's sweet voice rang.
Craig quickly looked up, only to see a female officer in an army uniform, walking with an elegant manner, the army sergeant was willing to swear to the sky, at that moment he saw the lower bound of Valhalla Valkyrie.
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