A car with the license plate of the Berlin Garrison Command speeds down the road, its black lacquered body reflecting the sun in a brilliant light. This car was a reception vehicle for the general of the Wehrmacht, and it did not belong to a certain person, but was responsible for receiving the general returning to Berlin.

However, the car is not driving on the streets of Berlin at the moment, it is already at least 100 kilometers away. But this morning the people in the car received orders to go to a small town near Berlin.

"Car?" a German civilian put down his tools, looked up and looked at the Wehrmacht car with a puzzled look as he wiped his sweat. Civilians here don't like military cars very much, and the reason is related to the last massive military expansion.

This town has a large population, and it can be regarded as a large-scale town, and the last Wehrmacht expansion took a full 14,000 recruits from here in one go, so the people in the town have an instinctive sensitivity to the Wehrmacht's military vehicles.

"Why are you here again?" said the woman next to her, who was stacking the bundled hay nearby into the car, with the same grumbling expression: "The last time they came, they had recruited almost all the young people in the town, and none of them had been allowed to return from leave until now. ”

"Fighting for the country is what should be done, don't be a mother-in-law anymore. The man who repaired the car scolded his wife in a stern tone: "Do you see the monument erected at the entrance of the town?"

His wife listened to the reprimand and closed her mouth with a resentful expression, their eldest child, who was only 21 years old, was already a veteran of the war for more than half a year. Now serving in North Africa, the photos sent back show that he is already a sergeant squad leader, and he looks a lot darker.

The car stopped in the town's square, and a major general waited for his assistant to open the door before he decently got out of his car. At this time, the weather no longer had to wear the overcoats issued by the German generals, he only wore the general's regular uniform, and the major general's star on his shoulders was shining brightly.

He walked around the car and looked at the stone monument erected in the center of the town, as if his face was full of reverence. He stared for a long time before he came out of his mind and nodded apologetically to his assistant.

"Let's go in......" The major general looked around at the civilians who were looking at him with uneasy eyes, and felt that he was indeed prone to misunderstanding by standing here. He said to his assistant, "Go to the mayor's office!"

His assistant nodded, followed the general with his briefcase, and two young German Army soldiers stood at the door of the administrative hall in the center of town. When the two of them saw the general walking towards them, their faces were visibly excited: "Long live Führer Accardo Rudolph!"

"Long live the Führer!" the general gently signaled to the end of the salute and continued to move forward. Since the beginning of the war, the German administration has been staffed by a number of lightly armed infantry, who have been newly trained and are constantly replaced. Almost all newly recruited soldiers need to train for one month, and then take charge of security work for another month before they are sent to the front to fight.

Of course, this rule is not well enforced now, and more soldiers are waiting at the front to replenish the losses, so most of the soldiers are sent to the front after training for 3 weeks, and then they are hastily rested for 1 week.

"General, what is the need to call the Wehrmacht command here, why did you come here in person?" the mayor sat in his office and did not stand up to greet him, after all, the two of them belonged to different departments, so there was no need to be too polite.

"I came this time to find out the heroine of this letter. The major general smiled and asked the secretary to open the briefcase and take out a piece of paper that had been stained red with blood in a corner. The paper seemed to be a little wrinkled because of the bloodstains, but it was clear that the letter had been kept very well along the way.

The mayor was stunned for a moment, then stared at the general's eyes with a frown: "Espionage case? We don't have any important military bases here, and there aren't many things like this!

The general laughed: "Don't guess, just take a look at you, Marshal Brauchitsch personally inquired about this matter, this matter has been filed in the Propaganda Department, and after verification, it will be taken out at the appropriate time to be used as imperial propaganda materials." ”

Doubts filled the mayor's eyes, he took the letter, looked at it carefully, the bloodstained lines of text, made his brows gradually stretch, and the look in his eyes changed from doubt to emotion.

I don't know if you'll miss me, maybe you won't miss me. But I do not miss you all the time. Imagine what kind of person you will marry and how you will spend your wonderful youth...... As long as you are doing well, I will be happy in heaven......

At that time, I will propose to you, and we will have a wedding that will be the envy of all, and we will have many children, and we will live happily ever after until we are a hundred years old—and we will always love your Bodø.

The mayor closed the letter, stood up with a smile, took out a bottle of French red wine that looked good from the cabinet next to him, and handed an empty glass to the general: "You know, we only sent more than 14,000 fathers and sons to the battlefield here more than half a year ago, and this time you came here, I thought you were still here for the soldiers." ”

Apparently the mayor had no intention of entertaining the military personnel with good wine, and whatever the generals were doing seemed to be some bad news: they had to continue recruiting troops after losing the war, and they had to arrest spies or collaborators - in short, the local government did not like these Wehrmacht generals, they represented a lot of bad things, and there was an endless stream of bad news. But apparently this time it wasn't the case, so he brought out the wine.

"The fact that we don't have a much larger mobilization plan in the short term, and the Führer wants to end the war, but obviously the Soviets and Americans want us to keep fighting, and that's not something we ourselves hope to do. The General took the glass, and then graciously asked the mayor to fill his glass.

The mayor nodded: "But this time I will do my best to assist with the things requested by the military, I will arrange for people to find this girl, she should receive this love from afar." ”

"Thank you!" the general took a sip of wine, then smiled and pointed to the stone tablet outside and said, "Do you still believe what is written on that tablet?"

"Of course!" Without even thinking about it, the mayor immediately replied, "We firmly believe in the above words, that is our faith, and it is also our oath!"

The general solemnly agreed: "Because of you, we all firmly believe that the German Empire will become the world's leading power. ”

The mayor glanced at the general, then turned around and called his secretary, and arranged for men to search for a family in the town. The wartime household registration statistics in Germany were very strict and orderly, so it was not long before the assistant found the current address of the Coria family.

"Let's go?" After the general got the result he wanted, he immediately put down his wine glass and stood up, and said to the mayor of the town.

"Together!" Mayor Mare nodded, and the two of them walked out of the house together.

Soon they drove to Kolya's house, where they found a girl named Kolya who was helping her mother. They questioned and confirmed the identity, and mentioned the boy named Bode. Apparently the girl knew this Bode, and talked very eloquently about the somewhat silly neighbor classmate.

"Miss, I suppose he will never come back, here is a letter he left for you, I hope you will take it. The general saluted the girl regretfully, and then handed the letter to the girl who was stunned.

Soon, there was a cry in the room, and in the quiet town, it was like a tree branch swaying in the wind, which was heart-rending and heart-wrenching. As a life is gone, this love may never leave any results, but it still exists, engraved in this era, leaving an eternal mark.

"Why? Why didn't you tell me in person?" Koria sat on the ground and cried, holding the blood-stained letterhead. She must also like Bode, who would have known that the letter of the first confession would become the farewell of the two of them.

The mayor patted the girl on the shoulder and comforted, "He is a warrior who died for Germany, and everyone in the town will be proud of him." ”

The general finally stood silently for a long time under the stone monument in the town before getting into the car and leaving. When he left, the town was singing majestic songs, and everyone was shouting slogans of dedication to Germany, and excitedly chanting the name of the soldier Bodø, and the voices were rising higher and higher.

During the First World War, the town selected 10,000 soldiers to be sent to the front, and soon almost all of them were killed in a battle. The people of the town were not afraid of death, and they immediately gathered another 10,000 men to continue fighting for their homeland.

Eventually, 30,000 men from the entire town went into battle to fight the British and French enemies on the brutal Western Front. In 1919, there were only about 2,000 soldiers in the town who returned home. They erected a stone monument in the center of the town to commemorate those who had died. The stele is inscribed with a line: Even if we all die in battle, Germany will live forever.

As the sun sets, the golden afterglow covers the stele, as if it has gilded the stele with a layer of gold, but the simple stele is still simple and solemn. R1148