Section 2 Rectification of the Party Guards' Secret Action Squad

  Manstein talked incessantly for a while, and the last few words convinced the Fuehrer. He said: "Think of the French campaign, at that time, those old fogies in the headquarters took Belgium as the main direction of attack, only you supported my plan to cross the Ardennes forest and bypass the Maginot Line to attack France, and the result was a great victory. My Fuehrer, you are the commander-in-chief, I am the strategist, as long as we join hands, it is completely possible to take down Crimea within the year."

  Lee De's heart was secretly delighted, he had always been so, only to urge: "The troops switched from offense to defense on the entire front line, which did not hinder the deployment of troops to take action at both ends. In the far north, we occupied the forest between Lake Ladoga and Lake Onega, and joined forces with the Finnish army, leaving Leningrad and the rear only connected by air, mainly thanks to Hepner's efforts. The troops deployed in dense forests and deserts, the weather was so bad, the difficulties were enormous, but he succeeded. And Crimea, the troops are easy to deploy, the weather is good, I think our strategist will definitely have something to do."

  Mannstein sprang up from his seat, a plate fell to the ground with a crash and was shattered to atoms, so that the waiter looked in at the door.

  "He loudly declared: 'My commanders, all of you who are seated here can bear witness: if I am given two divisions, I will certainly capture the entire Crimean peninsula.'"

  "Very well!" The leader also stood up, "It's best to cross the Kerch Strait and occupy a bridgehead in the Caucasus, laying a good foundation for next spring."

  "Yes!" Manstein replied loudly.

  Li De said: "Don't get excited yet, I haven't finished speaking. If you can complete these tasks, don't mention two brigades, I can give you five brigades."

  Manstein was about to shout at the top of his lungs again, and Liddell quickly pulled him down.

  Shimont said with concern: "The enemy is about to launch a comprehensive counterattack. For example, although Hepner occupied Tikhvin, Merekalov's counterattack did not stop for a moment, and in the south, Timoshenko launched a fierce attack on Taganrog after recovering Rostov... You agreed to five divisions at once..."

  He glared at Manstein as he spoke, finally losing his patience and saying something that sounded more like a petty bourgeois than an army group commander: "Shut up, you're eating my caviar, not helping out is one thing, but actually obstructing my good deeds? You and Halder are always singing the same tune."

  Li De hastily stopped him, but it was too late. Schmundt tore off his napkin from his chest and was about to walk out. Everyone booed and scolded him, the Chief of Staff came forward and pulled him back, only then did he sit down again.

  Li De said with a strange tone: "Schmidt has the right to express his concerns. A lieutenant general, how can he speak like a child?"

  Baurmann wiped his mouth with a napkin and muttered, "This is purely an internal affair of their army." Then he scooped up another spoonful of caviar.

  Manshtein also felt a bit excessive, picked up the cup: "Come on, Schmonte, apologize to you, I punish myself with a cup."

  Under the gaze of the leader, the two men clinked glasses together.

  ……

  After the blizzard in northern Russia, Crimea was like a warm spring. In the Tartar restaurant guarded by the army, Li De occupied the largest suite on the third floor. Perhaps it was because he had eaten too much caviar that despite the late hour and the owner's departure, the guests were wide awake and gathered in Yuan Shou's room to chat and have fun.

  The lights suddenly went out, and at first I thought it was a power outage. It turned out that the entire city had plunged into darkness. When the restaurant waiter brought candles, he said that the German army had implemented blackout restrictions.

  By the candlelight, Li De's gaze kept falling on Lida's face. He couldn't understand how such a beautiful, gentle and calm face could take pleasure in penetrating Renya's crotch.

  Outside, a commotion and wailing, Li De lifted the curtain, vaguely seeing a long line of people, next to them was a team of escort soldiers. From time to time, someone shone a flashlight on a certain person. Li De saw the light shining on a young woman, who held a crying baby in her arms. The person holding the flashlight loudly scolded her, while she comforted the child and begged him.

  Rania took over another window. Bowman leaned in close to the leader, looked out only once and understood what was going on, he whispered a word in the leader's ear: "Jews."

  Then there was this scene: the man holding the flashlight snatched the baby from the woman's arms and slammed it to the ground. The baby, like a mouse caught in a door crack, let out a faint "squeak" before falling silent forever. The woman, regardless of everything, rushed forward, picked up the baby from the ground, shook it, shouted, unwillingly put her mouth on the baby's small mouth to breathe air, and forcibly stuffed the baby onto her own breast...

  The poor mother stood like a wooden stake in the middle of the street, the flashlight flashing across her pale face. Suddenly, she rushed forward like a lioness, chasing after the executioner. The gun fired, and she fell to the ground, still tightly holding the lifeless little body in her arms.

  A beam of light shone on the restaurant window, and a Waffen-SS officer below yelled at the broken window, shouting obscenities and threatening with his pistol. Half due to the effect of alcohol and half shocked by what had just happened, Air Force Lieutenant Belov started arguing back, which stirred up the hornet's nest. At the officer's command, more than a dozen soldiers rushed over, quickly surrounding the restaurant, and the officer led several soldiers in cursing and shouting as they charged upstairs.

  Braun pulled the Führer into a suite, leaving only three couples outside. The door was kicked open and the waiter stepped forward, standing in front of the officer like an eel, explaining: "These are guests from Berlin, invited by Manstein." The other side refused to listen, pulling him away with one hand, and several people quickly surrounded them in the middle.

  The officer had four diamond-shaped badges on the left side of his collar, indicating that he was a second-level assault battalion commander. The badge on the right side was black with no markings, indicating that he belonged to the Imperial Security Bureau. Facing three national defense army officers, he showed no fear or apprehension, blowing out alcohol fumes and playing with the button on his gun holster, asking: "Which son of a bitch broke curfew earlier? Step forward."

  "Bastard!" Bello took a step forward, and his opponent suddenly threw a punch. Bello's nose began to bleed profusely.

  Bello was about to strike back, Schmont and Albrecht held him down from both sides, they believed that after the previous scene, plus the riot in the Führer's room, this second lieutenant would not be able to hold on, let him jump around like a grasshopper in autumn.

  The deputy commander of the second battalion thought they were scared, dropped off three colonels from the army, navy and air force, and walked towards the three girls with a swinging wrist: "I just saw a red-haired beauty, ah, it's you. Tell me, why did you violate the curfew?"

  Rania looked at him coldly, Lida also watched with a cold eye, only Adelheid Miss hid behind, Rania pulled her to her side, one hand on her shoulder, feeling her body trembling like a sieve - this time not because of excitement, but fear.

  The deputy captain grasped Rania's chin, his index and middle fingers exerting slight force, but instead of the expected cry, Rania continued to stare at him coldly, her teeth clenched in endurance of the pain.

  Schmidt couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to mediate: "I say, comrades, what's the point of arguing with a girl? It's getting late, why don't you all get some rest?"

  The deputy captain let go of Rania's chin, turned his head to Schumacher, looked him up and down, and spat out a mouthful: "Why can't mules give birth to donkeys? I'll tell you, because the mule's ass doesn't look like an ass, but rather someone's mouth! Hahaha!"

  His several henchmen also burst out laughing. Schm?nter's blood rushed to his forehead, Albrecht and Belo forcibly held him down.

  He once again took the three colonels' tolerance as weakness and ignored them, reaching out to pinch Rania's face again. She couldn't bear it anymore and pushed away his fluffy hand. He got angry, hooked her head with his left arm, and placed his right hand on her chest. Unexpectedly, Rania suddenly lifted her knee, jumped up, and kicked him in the chest with her right foot. He stumbled backward several steps, and Albrecht took advantage of the momentum to trip him, causing the second lieutenant to land on his butt.

  His subordinates were eager to move, and a Ukrainian civilian team rushed towards Lida, who kicked him into the second lieutenant, knocking down the lieutenant who had just climbed up. The remaining few rushed forward, Lida suddenly jumped up and split her legs, kicking the chests of the two henchmen on either side.

  The door opened and a group of fully armed SS troops rushed in, pointing their guns at the deputy officer and the girls. The second lieutenant got up for the third time and shouted loudly: "Take away the suspects who violated the curfew order and resisted the law enforcement personnel of the SS with arms! You two go inside to search and see if there are any accomplices."

  The doors of the suite opened and the party functionaries appeared - Bormann in a brown uniform and the Fuehrer in a dark green coat.

  The deputy commander stood aghast, and Bowman stepped forward to slap him, but the leader stopped him: "Don't soil your hands, his hands are stained with fresh blood - the blood of women and infants."

  "Turn around and tell your superior that the Führer and the Party Secretary are not pleased with what you have done tonight. Ask him to discipline you himself."

  Just like a gust of cold wind on a summer night, everyone is feeling depressed. Nationalism and racism are the national policy of the Nazi Party, just like a speeding train needs inertia, although some adjustments have been made in racial policies recently, the long-term formed inertia cannot be changed overnight, and if the brakes are applied too tightly, it will only lead to a derailment.

  Lida suddenly inserted a sentence: "How could this be? These people are so much like those from the Soviet Union's Ministry of Internal Affairs."

  Rania retorted fiercely: "They are fighting against other nations, they wouldn't fight against their own kind."

  Lida looked puzzled: "You're Russian, why do you always say... we?"

  Rania gave her a cold look: "Let me remind you, I am Latvian, not Russian. These are two completely different concepts, please keep that in mind."

  "Enough!" Bormann cut in, and then told the Fuehrer that he should inform Himmler about tonight's events. The Fuehrer waved his hand. He wanted to get at the root of the problem - abolish the SS secret task force.