It has to be said that the German railway department has created a miracle. At the beginning of October '37, the Polish campaign had just ended, and by the end of October, the railways between western Poland and Germany had fully returned to normal, and the train schedule had even doubled that of Poland's heyday.

However, the train allocated to the military was still very crowded. In the dreary iron carriages, there were minor wounded of the Polish battle that had not yet been transported, and more senior officers who had applied for leave. Behind the passenger cars, of course, were freight cars piled high with looted supplies.

These materials have little to do with the Polish people, some of them are Polish food reserves, and more are valuable luxuries: famous paintings and sculptures in museums, some rare books and other things. However, the most materials are rare metals and minerals from Poland's reserves.

On the chaotic platform, some of them overwhelmed Wren and the others. They had heard of a special train to transport them, but it was a hodgepodge of trains full of people and things.

Watching the engineers of the group army headquarters loading their tanks onto the train, several people finally determined that the so-called special train was just an extra train car in addition to the tank. What made several people even more uncomfortable was that this carriage was found temporarily, and in order to improve transportation efficiency, most of the carriage of potatoes was stuffed.

It was originally a carriage for transporting soldiers, with doors that could be opened at both ends of the carriage and four barbed wire windows for ventilation. However, apparently the carriage had been modified, with a large sliding door installed on one side of the body to make it easier to load and unload the cargo, but the original door was also retained, connected to the two flatbed trucks that transported the tanks.

"If you go to the toilet, go to the flatbed train with your tanks to solve it! If it's poop, eat it in your stomach!" The railroad soldier who arranged the train didn't care whether Ren and the others were tank aces or not, and said coldly while recording: "These are rations for the citizens of Berlin, if you don't want to be dragged out and hanged, don't and pee on them." ”

The group finally knew the basic etiquette for treating heroes during the war, they were small people after all, even if they were received by the Führer himself, they were still small people after all. But these are minor issues compared to going back to Berlin for a holiday.

Leaning on the sack containing the potatoes, several people finally fell asleep in a daze, and it was not until the train started to move that Wren and the others woke up in a daze. When I looked at the scenery outside through the barbed wire window, I saw the station that began to slowly retreat, and the many soldiers and civilians waiting on the platform as the station retreated.

"Hey, Wren, we're going to Berlin?" Andre adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable in the woven bag of potatoes.

Wren withdrew his gaze from the window: "Yes! Berlin." I heard that it is the most prosperous place in the whole of Germany, with good wine, women, and all kinds of beautiful high-rise buildings. ”

"What I do best is destroying buildings. Have you forgotten? On the first day of the war against Poland, I smashed a small two-story building with a machine gun. The bullets knocked the entire window flying. Andrei smiled disappreciatively: "I see that there is only one reaction to the building now, whether it can be dismantled with one high-explosive bomb, or can it be dismantled with two high-explosive shells." ”

"I'll stuff you with whatever ammunition you need. Bruce beside him muttered, rolled over and continued to snore like thunder.

"The buildings in Berlin are huge, all cement and stone. Wren said with a smile: "I heard that the tallest building is as tall as a dozen stories. If you want to dismantle them, you have to shoot a lot of shells. ”

"The Führer will kill me. Andrei laughed: "He's going to strangle me." ”

Wren nodded: "Well, he will strangle you." ”

After a while, the two of them laughed again: "But he will give us the medal first, and then strangle us." ”

After crossing the front line area of the eastern border, the train stopped at an unknown station, and several SS soldiers unloaded a few bags of potatoes, then asked for a few cigarettes from Wren and others, chatted casually about their work, and left in a hurry. However, according to their introduction, it seems that there is a large concentration camp nearby, which produces camouflage nets and ropes and other textiles for the military.

The conditions in these camps were very poor, even the SS soldiers who guarded them were second-rate troops, and they were poorly supplied, except for some ammunition for repression, most of the SS soldiers used outdated equipment from the army, no tactical vests and steel helmets, not even gas masks and water bottles.

Under the careful calculations of the Führer and his economic team, the German army saved every ton of steel from the beginning, and used every ton of metal reserves with precision, and many third-line troops that were only mobilized as reserves omitted a lot of equipment, such as steel helmets, lunch boxes and gas masks, which were not fully equipped, and in many cases the whole company only had one set for training soldiers.

Moreover, the Führer was not the same as the early German military leadership, he was keen to develop a system of female soldiers. In the context of the expansion of the number of soldiers, there was a systematic training of women to become qualified soldiers and in many places to work in place of male soldiers. In positions such as secretaries, mechanics, pilots, and logistics, the German army has begun to make extensive use of women.

It turns out that women are perfectly capable of doing these positions, and most of the time they are better than their male counterparts. Since the launch of the women's service, the German army has easily expanded its ranks by 50,000 soldiers, but it has not taken up valuable worker resources in the slightest. In the Führer's plan, 150,000 women would serve in the German army in the future, which would also be one of the achievements of the German women's liberation movement.

Further west on the train, there are large farms, new power stations and light industrial factories. These were all part of the German colonial plan, and these areas would also become production bases for German light industry as well as the new German industrial hinterland. Of course, there will also be a large number of German immigrants and hundreds of thousands of Polish laborers.

Soon, Wren and the others set foot on their true homeland: it was here that they set out about a month earlier, fired the first shot of the war, and it was here that they began to fight the glory of the German Army. Of course - and they have played their own impressive record.

Unlike Poland, which is like a half-construction site, as soon as the train enters Germany, it immediately looks different: the prosperity and tranquility make it seem as if it has never experienced a war, but now Germany is nominally at war with Britain and France.

"Will my hometown be so pretty?" Bruce muttered as he looked out the window. As time went on, the train also quickly reached Frankfurt, an important city not far east of Berlin.

Before they could sigh at the splendor of Frankfurt and the huge size of Frankfurt, when they were still shocked by the earth-shaking changes in Germany, a terrifying city finally appeared in front of them.

Yes, it's terrifyingly huge. If you were to rank the city according to the size of the city by Wren and others, every neighborhood in Berlin would make them mistakenly think that it was another Frankfurt. When they were unloaded from the train station on the outskirts of Berlin, they couldn't even believe that the platform they were on was nothing more than an ordinary platform for the military.

"Welcome to Berlin! I am the officer in charge of receiving you at the SS General Command, and you may call me Colonel Koruman. Wren and the others were greeted by a young SS officer. It seemed that he was very envious of the dusty tank soldiers in front of him, and he actually shook hands with each of them warmly.

"Long live the Führer!" As subordinates, Wren and the others must of course implement the formal etiquette of meeting.

"Long live the Führer! The cars are outside, and your tanks are to be towed to the original 1st Airborne Division station, where they await the parade on November 1. The officer named Coruman walked out as he introduced: "You can walk around as you like this afternoon, there will be some soldiers to lead the way." As soon as the expenses were paid, it was enough to keep the account of the SS General Headquarters. ”

"Wow!" Bruce exclaimed excitedly, "I'm going to have the best steak!" ”

Coruman looked at him with a smile, and then said: "No problem, it's just that during the war, the Führer had already issued a ban on alcohol, and all red wine over 500 marks was exported, so even if you go to the Berlin Hotel now, you can only drink mid-range wine for 495 marks." ”

"Heh, hehe. Marcus clutched his stomach and laughed, "I hope chocolate isn't a luxury." ”

Wren gave him a kick and saw the luxury car that had come to pick them up. Compared to their tanks, this car is the ultimate luxury item of invincibility: sleek bodywork, sleek painted doors, leather seats and delightful large glass windows.

"This is the classic 1935 high-end official car of Mercedes-Benz, which is a special government car for senior German cadres. It is also exported to the U.S. and France. Colonel Coruman introduced: "This time it was General Reinhardt himself who ordered him to pick you up. ”

He gushed so much that the little people sitting in the back of the car were terrified. Bruce, Clark and the others got into the back seat of the car and began to sit upright, for fear that their clothes would scratch the beautiful looking interior of the car.

As a result, they went all the way to the hotel specially prepared for them in the city, and these people were so nervous that they had back pain. After getting out of the car and seeing off Colonel Coruman, Clark actually collapsed on the bed and came to his own conclusion: "My God, that Mercedes is not as comfortable as our tank." ”