Chapter 15: The Sacred Land of Weisi Plan (Part One)

  "You're like a rabbit! Do you know what a rabbit is? Don't touch, don't jump! Starker, I've had enough of you!... What are you stopping and staring at me for? You want to teach me a lesson? Come on... If you have the guts to hit me with one punch, your training ends today. If not, then continue!!"

  Xu Yang's eyes were already spewing fire, his movements stiff as he stepped forward, his left hand grasping the armed belt, the veins on top bulging with each violent jump, then relaxing again in a cycle of tension and release. The assistant instructor was still yelling beside him, but Xu Yang had no idea what he was yelling about, only feeling that every syllable was so annoying.

  The assistant's name is Feng Weixia, a lieutenant colonel who advocates for offense. He has the highest military rank among the assistants, but he is also the most unfortunate one, often being driven to desperation by Xu Yang, an uncooperative student. His evaluation of Xu Yang is: everything is fine, just like a baby, can't learn to walk. This is the main reason why he gets angry.

  Feng Wei Xia rushed over to salute, "General! Major Veiksa, Staff Officer of the 3rd Division of the National Defense Army, reporting for duty!"

  Lebu nodded slightly and said: "Colonel, you continue."

  "Yes!" Von-Weiksaar saluted again and then ran back to Xu Yang's side, shouting loudly.

  The military defense forces during training, no matter how high the rank, cannot affect the process of training, this is a written provision in the officer's manual.

  Feng Weixia was very understanding. He knew that Lebu Zhongshuai wouldn't come here for nothing, and would soon announce the end of physical punishment.

  Xu Yang finally relaxed and took a few deep breaths. He had long discovered that a general of the national defense army was standing at the side of the court, but he didn't know who that person was. All he saw was that the general was watching him being punished with great interest, seemingly with a very pleased expression. His impression of the general wasn't very good.

  According to the rules, after Xu Yang and others finished training, they had to run over to pay their respects before they could rest. But he plopped himself down on the ground with a thud, and even lay down to vent his frustration.

  "Don't you know that after training you can't lie on the ground? Soldier, for your health, you need to get up."

  Xu Yang turned his head to look over, and Lebu was standing two steps away with a smile on his face, blowing smoke rings. "Sir, if you knew how tired this punished soldier is, you would advise that soldier to lie down for a while. Because he can't stand steadily anymore."

  It is undeniable that Leb looks very majestic when he is serious, with the aura of a superior being. "Soldier, I command you to stand up and salute me."

  Xu Yang reflexively stood up and saluted. Looking at his puffed-up, red face, anyone could tell that he was extremely embarrassed at this moment.

  Leb nodded, "Take a break. Soldiers, let's talk over there." He pointed to the woods beside the playground.

  ……

  "Are you Karl von Staudt?"

  Xu Yang stood at attention, "Yes!"

  Leroux laughed and that oppressive atmosphere vanished instantly. "Oh, what's behind this forest?"

  "General!" Xu Yang had just entered when he found soldiers moving in the depths of the forest. Those soldiers seemed to be preparing something, and from their movements, they were preparing to cross this forest to do something. "San Di Weisi, General! Crossing this forest is San Di Weisi, a resort town, one of Munich's many holiday resorts."

  Leb was very satisfied with this answer, "Good." He smiled, "Kahn, you can relax, let's have a good talk."

  Xu Yang's face was a bit unnatural, he felt that this strange general's way of addressing him seemed too familiar, making people think there might be some ulterior motive. However, he was really tired and needed to recover his strength as soon as possible, who knew what kind of inhuman torture awaited him next.

  "I am the newly appointed commander of the Munich Military District." Lebuk didn't want to sit on the ground with his back against the tree like this little guy, blowing air without a care in the world. This was too damaging to the image of a National Defense Army General. He saw that Xuyang was being a bit dismissive towards him and felt anxious in his heart. His primary goal for coming here was to establish a solid friendship with this little guy first, then think of ways to slowly 'transfer'... Ah, no! To kindly 'assign' this little guy to his own Seventh Division.

  Heaven knows what a stir Xu Yang caused in the General Staff Headquarters of National Defense Army. Those novel combat theories, once submitted to the headquarters, caused the generals and staff officers to divide into two factions and start a fierce argument.

  Conservatives considered the little devil's writings to be unacceptable, a complete fantasy and worthless paper. The opposing generals were generally older in age, with outdated ideas, unwilling to accept any untested theories.

  They believe that a large number of infantry and field artillery are the key to victory, and it is completely unnecessary for soldiers to be equipped with expensive firearms. Soldiers are consumables, they will charge, as long as they have weapons that can kill the enemy, the decisive factor lies in the artillery and superior forces!

  In the First World War, the status of artillery had already taken root in these people's minds. Tanks? Armored cars? Those things with a few iron plates on top of a car were expensive and impractical, and not as effective as cavalry!

  They even took out a few examples, such as: the tanks produced in Belgium can be pierced with a bayonet and a hole can be poked out.

  The Young Turks had almost no say in the High Command, but Marshal von Eichhorn unexpectedly took their side, which encouraged them. Later, Hindenburg also joined in and expressed his support for the "little devil" of the Staaken family, and the Young Turks' voices grew louder and more pressing, just short of telling those old-fashioned, backward-thinking old guys to get out - of course, that's what they called them; respected and historically venerable old generals.

  Finally, the ailing Alfred von Tirpitz attended a meeting of the Supreme Command, perhaps too close to heaven, hoping to do one more thing for Germany in his lifetime. Regardless of his identity as Grand Admiral, he carefully read through a thick stack of documents and said, "I suggest that the Defense Army accept this proposal," and then gloriously fainted.

  It is with great regret that we announce the death of Alfred von Tirpitz, the father of the German High Seas Fleet, who passed away on March 6th in Ebenhausen and was buried in a public cemetery in Munich.

  Energy! Leb firmly believed that the little guy from the Starks had energy that ordinary people didn't have! Oh my god! The marshals came out one after another to express their support, heaven knows how great the energy of the Stark family is. Moreover, the little devil of the Stark family was really too talented in military affairs, no matter what reason, the Seventh Legion must win this little guy over!

  Lubov laughed again, laughing like a big grey wolf with no good intentions.

  ……

  The murky air makes people feel somewhat suffocated, and with the dim light, the conference room gives people a feeling of being in a cage.

  This is a stronghold of the Nazi Party in Godesberg on the Rhine, where some of the party's leaders will gather. It was a secret underground chamber that Hitler believed was safe and absolutely confidential, most importantly, he felt that he had control here, rather than the representatives of the Defence Force and social strata who came to negotiate.

  Almost all the high-ranking cadres of the Nationalist Party were talking to their representatives, sitting on both sides, in a low voice, probing each other. The voices grew louder and the closed room was filled with a buzzing sound, as if a large group of bees were flying back and forth inside.

  These people will make a final decision on the fate of Rome and the Stormtroopers today.

  Himmler was intensely jealous of the SA, feeling that it was holding back the SS and now his chance had come, he shouted louder than anyone else, pontificating to the deputies:

  "The number of women in our country is fixed, we lost 2 million young men during the war, and with another 2 million homosexual men, we have 4 million able-bodied men who cannot fulfill their social obligations, this gender imbalance will lead to disaster."

  Those homosexuals believe it is purely their private matter, but they do not know that sexual behavior relates to the life and death of a nation. Only a nation with a thriving population can possibly dominate the world; no matter how excellent a nation is, if it does not have strong reproductive ability, it will be like holding a one-way ticket to the cemetery, and it will surely perish after several hundred years. Therefore, we must understand that if we do not strive to eliminate this burden from German society, the downfall of Germany and even the entire Germanic world will soon arrive.

  The representative of the national defense army still sat expressionless, they cared more about whether their sitting posture conformed to that of a national defense army soldier. Perhaps in their heart, they were secretly muttering: "He's XXOO (homosexual), what can you do? All men have become gay, who will protect the country? Rely on those sissy guys?"

  The representative of the Jungk family just smiled and sat quietly, and the old men didn't need to express their opinions on this matter.

  Most of the representatives nodded in agreement, and Beike even stood up with his fist clenched, "We absolutely cannot tolerate that guy's nonsense anymore, Rom should be punished along with those faggots!"

  Himmler was glared at by Hitler and sat down with his head hung low. Old Hitler slowly got up, "I have always firmly believed that homosexuals are weak, effeminate, self-absorbed, and cowardly parasites! Roehm once told me; their world is without women, they live in barracks, their daily activities are drill, parades, and sports competitions. They have their own way of relaxation..."

  Hitler emphasized in a tone full of regret: "I believed him! Believed this swindler! If homosexuality was just R?hm's personal hobby, that would be his private life... But unfortunately the people he promoted were almost all homosexuals. These people, once they occupied high positions, formed cliques and soon made the Storm Troops a notorious homosexual club!"

  "The international community calls us The German Vice, this is all the bad impression that Rom and his stormtroopers have created!" Old Xi roared in anger, "I trusted him so much, but he did this to me..."

  G?ring, Strasser, Goebbels and others... high-ranking officials of the Nazi Party came out to say: We were indeed deceived!

  In short, what I want to express is: I am innocent and also an opponent, but my power is too weak to effectively restrain. Brother is also unwilling in thousands of ways...

  Isn't it? In chaotic times, is it easy to sell out personally? At least a grand and magnificent reason must be found. Old Xi has completely forgotten that when he was rising, Rome helped him. Politics is dirty, for victory, as long as there is a good reason, anyone can be sold out.

  That night, Hitler led a large group of people onto trucks headed for Weimar, accompanied by Himmler's SS and some secret police. He refused the offer of an escort from the Reichswehr, considering it an internal party matter that had to be settled by the party itself.

  ……

  R?hm abandoned plans for a coup, which had been scheduled to take place around June, after receiving assurances from Hitler. In order to alleviate the tense atmosphere, on 28 April it was announced that the SA would be given a month's leave, during which they were prohibited from wearing their uniforms, in an attempt to show Hitler that rumors of a putsch were unfounded.

  R?hm, believing the misunderstanding with Hitler to have been cleared up, decided to take a vacation in Wiessee, a health resort south of Munich, and invited all SA senior leaders to join him there for a farewell dinner. He had no idea that his every move was being monitored by G?ring's secret police and reported directly to the Führer, Hitler.

  Hitler was a shrewd man, and upon receiving this news, he felt that now was the perfect time to take action, seize the opportunity to arrest R?hm, and bring the SA back under his control (purge). He had had enough of the pressure exerted on him from within and outside the party, enough of the endless stream of ugly rumors in the press!

  At this time, Rom was drinking heavily with his like-minded subordinates. They raised their glasses, shouted a slogan, and then gulped down beer.

  R?hm seemed to be in high spirits, thinking that Hitler was making concessions and he was gradually gaining the upper hand. "Adolf has once again learned from me what justice is. He can't do without us! Without us, he's just a useless boar who will be slaughtered by the Reichswehr and those big capitalists. To our impending victory, to our soon-to-be-achieved position of replacing the Reichswehr... Cheers!!!"

  After the banquet, they still had many issues to explore, such as: how many people should lie on a bed, who should be given priority for beds with larger sizes...

  They are all good 'buddies' who need to have intimate 'communication' at all times in order to achieve unity and friendship.

  The boisterous sounds gradually faded away, replaced by the strange, ambiguous gasps that seeped out from the glass window.

  An act cursed by God, they will soon receive punishment...