Chapter 279 (1/2)

On April 13, 1945, it rained in Berlin.

The expression on all faces was gray, like the cloud that hung over Berlin.

Bad news came from afar. After several days of fierce street fighting, Vienna finally fell into the hands of the Soviet army. At the same time, the fall of Konigsberg, a group of polar bears has finally fulfilled the dream that has not been fulfilled for centuries - to take over the capital of East Prussia.

There has been no good news on the Eastern Front for a long time, and the war situation on the western front is mostly the same.

Anyone can see that the empire is running out.

As a soldier, maybe I should not make too much comment on the future of the Empire, but from the perspective of a husband and a father, I hope that the Americans can get to Berlin first.

God, what am I talking about.

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on April 14, the fog

began to fog, and maybe it will clear up soon.

There is good news. There is no worse news from the east or the West.

There is no better news than no news, however, as anyone knows, this is just the calm before the storm.

In the morning, I received a transfer order.

Should it be said that this moment has finally come? Even as a civilian, I had to pick up my rifle and drain the last drop of blood for the Empire.

But it's far from what I thought. You'll never guess what I saw.

In the basement of the prime minister's office in Berlin, I met the Fuehrer!

I can't describe the excitement in my heart at the moment. I haven't heard his inspiring speech for a long time. Many said he had fled with his mistress. But at this moment, all the rumors were broken. He's still in Berlin! He still stands with us!

Although his face was more haggard than when he appeared in public last time. But his voice is still so infectious.

He talked to me for half an hour. Asked me a lot. It's hard to imagine that such a small person as I was received by him. Sitting face to face with the great man, talking about the past of Berlin.

At the end of the conversation, he asked about my loyalty.

I said, ”if you need it, I can take the gun and die for you now. Whether in the east or in the West. ”

”I have more important tasks for you than to die,” he said

I can't believe that the Fuehrer himself awarded me the medal of the iron cross.

I was panicked. I didn't make any achievements in the war. I wasn't even a fighter fighting in the front line. How can I bear such a great honor?

But he reassured me.

”If you can do what I'm about to give you, you take a locked suitcase from his hand.

Then I was taken out of the basement.

Without even seeing my wife and daughter for the last time, I boarded the me262b jet and flew to Norway.

To be honest, I don't want to see them for the last time. Because I had a hunch. It could be a one-way ticket.

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it was sunny on April 15.

Perhaps, this is the last time I'll record the weather in my diary, at least for a few months.

Starting from the bottom of the sea, we set sail successively with the friendly ship u-234, heading for the same destination - the Far East and Japan - along different courses.