The Third Reich Under the Swastika Flag of the Third Empire Volume 3: The Song of Iron and Fire Chapter 5: Sovereignty and Dignity (Part 3)

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  Our patience has reached its end, from the moment we set foot on Rhenish soil, we knew we were wrong, wrong for not coming here sooner! When we expressed our discontent in the heart of Germany, no one told us what kind of life German residents in the Rhineland lead.

  We saw them, their faces flushed with excitement. We couldn't understand the reason for the agitation of the Rhineland residents at first, as soldiers we stepped forward, from the eastern shore onto German soil. What we saw was face after face filled with a sense of vicissitude, these people were generally malnourished and shabbily dressed. They waved vigorously the obviously newly sewn German national flags, those thin hands waving non-stop, matching the excited expressions on their faces, as if they had just driven away a swarm of annoying mosquitoes.

  As we entered the city, we saw the districts where the fighting had taken place. The brothers of the First Motorcycle Battalion were clearing away the bodies of Belgian and Dutch military police. Some enraged people were throwing stones at the disarmed prisoners, shouting: "Kill them!"

  The residents of Rhein district hate those military police.

  We are soldiers, the guardians of Germany. We hold our heads high, step out in unison, and the rhythmic 'thud' of our footsteps proclaims not honor but shame. For more than a decade we have not set foot in the Rhineland; we hate ourselves for not being the vanguard that entered here.

  Those injured brothers, with satisfied expressions on their faces, covered their wounds and smiled happily.

  We're too envious of them! Maybe we should be a bit bolder and ask headquarters to serve as the vanguard? I really want to enter the battlefield soon, I really want to quickly recover the entire Rhine region and march into the Saar region!

  Oh! That's our hero, those powerful tanks are really handsome, they just stopped at the intersection, on top of which stood armored soldiers wearing black uniforms, they're really great! I heard that they eliminated an artillery battalion in Belgium and captured more than 2,000 French, Belgian and Dutch military police.

  That big fellow looks really sturdy!

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  Xu Yang wandered alone on the street, occasionally having young and beautiful girls rush up to give him a passionate kiss, with a large group of children following closely behind him.

  Another girl rushed up, opening her arms passionately and tightly hugging Xu Yang. The girl was not tall, only reaching Xu Yang's shoulder, she asked, "Can you lower your head? I want to give my first kiss to the brave German soldier."

  Embarrassed? Not at all. Xu Yang tried hard not to feel the softness from her chest, and the great tactile sensation of his hand on the girl's buttocks. He slowly lowered his head, a wet and passionate mouth came closer, and they kissed for a long time. She was indeed a passionate girl.

  "My name is Yu Li, do you have a girlfriend?" The girl was very straightforward, "Your hand can stay there all the time. Or find a quiet place to feel the beauty of other places."

  Xu Yang smiled, a smile full of noble pride that was intoxicating. His hand didn't leave the girl's buttocks, but pinched and patted it lightly, saying: "I have a very virtuous wife."

  Yu Li boldly grasped the pair of hands that were about to leave her hips, "Please don't let go. Being hugged by a soldier of one's country gives a sense of security, the smell of gunpowder on you is so wonderful. I'm an adult now, I really am an adult, can...can...you be my first man?"

  Xu Yang smiled wryly, he hadn't been with any woman for a whole year. To be honest, the little girl's proposal was quite tempting. Soldiers are not machines and also need reasonable release. As long as it is not a rape that violates humanitarianism, military law does not restrict soldiers from finding their own channels of release during their leave.

  "My name is Karl von Stak, if we can meet again, I think... hmm! I would be delighted to be your man. Now, I need to report to the department." As he said that, Xu Yang took out his wallet from his pocket and handed her 100 Imperial Marks, "Perhaps you'll need this? Take good care of yourself!"

  Youli held the 100 Imperial Marks 'giant sum' in her hand, standing quietly on the spot watching Xuyang slowly disappear into the distance. She lowered her head to look at the money in her hand and muttered to herself, "I'm not a prostitute." It was as if she suddenly came to her senses, "Ah! Aristocrat, Junker aristocrat! Heaven, the Junker aristocrat is willing to be my man!" She couldn't wait to tell everyone.

  Isn't it strange? Please don't be surprised, Junker nobles can't marry common women, for a long time, German women's dream is to become the lover of noble and excellent Junker nobles. Because of the elegant temperament and glorious war record of Junker nobles, who knows where they will die in battle, their spirit has always been tense, if they can relax because of something, the German people allow this voluntary behavior to happen. (The above is historical fact.)

  Xu Yang walked while smelling the remaining scent of the girl on his hand, he felt that his mind was a bit confused, and he hurriedly shook his head. Now is wartime, a battlefield romance? Ha! Maybe it's better to happen later!

  "Hail! Lieutenant Alfred-Maximilian, commander of the 4th company, 4th battalion, 2nd regiment, 7th infantry division, salutes you!" Maximilian orders the whole company to halt and render a rifle salute.

  A string of unit names left Xu Yang stunned. He stopped in his tracks, saluted and asked: "Lieutenant, where is the division headquarters?"

  "Sir, the division has not yet crossed the river. The second regiment was ordered to cross first and continue advancing towards Sechtdorf. We are the vanguard reconnaissance company. If there is nothing else, we request to continue our mission."

  When the national defense army meets a high-ranking officer, it is customary for lower-ranking officers to order their troops to stop and salute (cancelled during battles). The difference here is that Xu Yang's identity is a bit special. When saluting, they usually shout out the military rank instead of the name.

  "Ah!" Xu Yang saluted again, "Continue with the mission, Lieutenant. Hope to see you again in Cologne!"

  Cologne is the next target of the national defense army. It's a big city and also an area with dense industrial bases, it's a border town that borders Belgium and Luxembourg, the Seventh Division will temporarily station there, waiting for the reaction from various countries.

  Goodrian's 1st Armored Division will cooperate with the infantry units entering Dortmund from within the country to advance towards Essen and Eindhoven, and finally temporarily stationed in Eindhoven, which borders Belgium and the Netherlands. In this entry into the Rhine region, the national defense forces have already exchanged fire with the troops of Belgium and the Netherlands, making it difficult to determine whether the troops of Belgium and the Netherlands will make any adverse reactions.

  The 1st Armored Division will be stationed together with a mountain division to monitor the Belgian army's movements in the Liège and Antwerp military districts. In the direction of Eindhoven, Netherlands, there will be a motorized regiment to monitor, as the era of the Netherlands has passed, and the High Command believes that one motorized regiment is enough to deter the Dutch army from moving.

  Xu Yang decided to return to the camp assembly point to wait for orders. When he arrived at the temporary assembly point, he saw many tank maintenance soldiers climbing up and down on the tank's body, looking very busy.

  Rick stood beside his tank, shaking his head and muttering to himself, with cigarette butts scattered around his feet. As I drew closer, I realized he was complaining about the high loss rate of tanks, which had lost face for the First Armored Division.

  Xu Yang walked over and saw the maintenance soldiers replacing parts on the chassis, as well as reinforcing the oil tank at the rear of the tank. He asked: "How many tanks have broken down?"

  A small open space was packed with dozens of II tanks, looking a bit crowded. A maintenance lieutenant put down his work and frowned, saying: "The rear fuel tanks of half the battalion are all problematic, fortunately it's not high-intensity combat, otherwise it's hard to imagine if the tank would 'starve' to death after losing its rear fuel tank."

  Xu Yang secretly let out a breath of relief. The problem with the rear fuel tank was still manageable, but if it was an internal structural issue, then the Stardak munitions factory would have to compensate the national defense army a large sum of money.

  "The money used for 'Animal Plan' can't be touched..."