On April 8, 1945, under the frantic onslaught of the Allied forces regardless of casualties, the German troops were routed on all fronts, and the Allied forces were able to drive straight into Berlin, the capital of Germany.

In fact, in the later stage of the battle between the two armies, the German army had basically fallen into the point of self-collapse without a fight, because all the German army corps had lost their commanders, and the telegram from the capital of Berlin had also made it very clear that the Nazi political axe would abandon all peripheral battle plans, and the officers and soldiers of each corps unit could freely choose whether to continue to participate in the war, and if they wanted to continue, they would immediately go to the capital Berlin to reorganize the army; If you don't want to continue, it doesn't matter if you become a deserter or surrender outright, the Nazi political axe will not hold anyone accountable.

For the German soldiers who were not optimistic about the Nazi political axe, this telegram sent from Berlin was equivalent to a war fear letter from the Nazi political axe, indicating that the Nazi political axe had completely abandoned the war, and it is estimated that those high-ranking people are now packing up and preparing to escape.

And for the soldiers who still believed in the Nazi political axe, this telegram was more like a confident declaration, because Hitler Führer was ready for a counterattack, so he chose to abandon all the outer lines of defense, and wait until the Allies arrived in Berlin to give them a head-on blow, completely turning the tide of the war!

However, in any case, in general, this statement was very direct to completely break up the already low morale of the German army, and there was no suspense in the subsequent battle, most of the German soldiers abandoned their weapons and surrendered before the war, and only some soldiers or officers who still had firm beliefs in the Nazis chose to go to Berlin quickly to wait for Hitler's Führer.

Of course, after capturing a large number of German soldiers one after another, the Allied high-level naturally learned from these prisoners about the movements of the remaining German troops, but the Allies could not understand the arrangement of the Nazi political axe, what did Hitler mean by this hand?

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On April 10, 1945, the encirclement of the Allied forces was getting smaller and smaller, and the Soviet troops closest to Berlin were only more than 40 kilometers away from Berlin.

In a Soviet camp forty kilometers east of Berlin, one of the supreme commanders of the Soviet army, Georgy ? Konstantinovich? Marshal Zhukov met in a prisoner camp a figure he absolutely did not expect, the head of the German National Education and Propaganda Department, the most relied on figure of Hitler in the Nazi Party - Paul? Joseph? Goebbels.

Zhukov had seen Paul in many picture materials, and knew that he was one of Hitler's most effective men. As a well-known German media leader, Paul once helped Hitler grasp the popular intentions of the entire German Empire with his superb wisdom and eloquence, and it can be said that if there was no Paul, I am afraid that there would not be Hitler's Führer today!

However, such a figure who could almost be said to be above 10,000 people in the Nazis, now lost an arm and lay bruised in a temporary prisoner of arms camp of the Soviet army.

Looking at his appearance of less air intake and more air out, Zhukov even felt that it would not be unbelievable if this guy died in the next second.

"Why don't you arrange for a doctor?" Zhukov frowned and whispered a question to the guards on the side, and the other party's answer made Zhukov feel a little surprised.

"Marshal, he demanded that he must see you as soon as possible, otherwise he would refuse to be treated, Dr. Nefleur had already come once before, but he was very uncooperative, Dr. Nefleur could not heal, I really don't know how he could resist with such a serious injury."

"Really?" Zhukov walked up to Paul, bowed slightly, and said softly: "You want to see me?" ”

The sudden sound in his ears made Paul, who was almost unconscious, wake up instantly, and suddenly his eyes opened to see the man next to him for the first time, Paul immediately recognized this slightly old Slav, the other party is the person he must see desperately, one of the marshals of the Soviet army, Zhukov!

"Marshal Zhukov, first meeting." Paul grinned, a weak smile ripped off his cheeks, his eyes closed slightly, his body was no longer enough to support him to make too many expressions.

"Hitler's right-hand man, a prominent figure in the Nazis, Mr. Paul, you are in a bad situation, and you seem to have something very important to tell me."

Paul was not caught by Soviet soldiers, but he himself rushed into the Soviet camp with a wound, and the most important thing is that the other party refused to be treated by the doctor when he was seriously injured, just to see himself, Zhukov had a faint feeling in his heart that Berlin was close at hand, and I am afraid that unexpected changes had taken place.

"My time is running out, Marshal Zhukov, listen clearly, what I say next!"

"Stay away from Berlin, don't do it anymore, keep going, there's a terrible devil in it that you can't imagine!"

"Hitler, the Führer, has been controlled by the devil, and those who have returned to Berlin, loyal to the Nazis and loyal to the Führer Hitler, nearly 100,000 soldiers, have all become, the devil's sacrifice!"

"If, you attack, those, soldiers, all will be sacrificed, and then, even if your number is doubled, tripled, all of them will still die, and one, all, will not be able to escape!"

"Get out of Berlin, don't go any further, in two days, get out of here, hurry, get out of ...... Open...... You ......"

After forcing himself to finish a few words, Paul suddenly shook his whole body, and his whole body collapsed and fell to the ground weakly.

Zhukov frowned and quickly stretched out his hand to check Paul's heartbeat and pulse, then turned to the guards and shouted, "Immediately let Dr. Nefler come, immediately!" ”

"Yes, Marshal!" The guards hurriedly saluted and turned and ran out of the tent, while Zhukov stood beside Paul with a stern face, standing still for a long time.

"Marshal, here it is, here comes Dr. Nefler." More than a minute later, the guard panted and pulled a doctor in a white coat and ran back, and it could be seen that the doctor was also in a hurry, and the medical box he carried with him was slanted to the side, I am afraid that the medical equipment and medicines placed in it are scattered.

"Nefler, see if he's saved."

"Okay, marshal, give way." The doctor walked up to Paul in a few steps, put down his medical kit and quickly began to check, while muttering to himself: "If it was before, I would have been sure that I could have saved his life, but then he would have refused to let me be treated, and now that it has dragged on for so long, it is estimated that it is enough to hang." ”

Dozens of seconds later, the nervous color on Nevele's face faded slightly, and he seemed to be relieved, "Marshal, it's okay, he still has a breath, hurry up and send him to my side, the probability of saving his life is still very high." ”

Nefler's words made Zhukov's brow relax slightly, and the guards on the side hurriedly left the camp to find someone to carry a stretcher, and then lightly carried the unconscious Paul out of the prisoner camp.

"Nefler, how long do you think it will take for him to speak?" Noticing that Dr. Nefler was about to leave on a stretcher, Zhukov asked.

"Well, if you speak...... He is mainly suffering from excessive blood loss and extreme mental weakness now, as long as he is well adjusted, he should have no problem talking in about two or three days. ”

"Can you recover in a day?"

"It's still more difficult, because his body is so weak that it can last a day or two just to be asleep."

"Then you do your best, I still have a lot to ask him."

"Okay, marshal, then I'll go first."

When Nevle left, Zhukov stayed in the tent for a few more minutes, and then walked out of the tent quickly and ordered the patrol soldiers on the side: "Inform the signal soldier and ask him to contact Marshal Konev, saying that I have a very important battle report to discuss with him!" (To be continued.) )