The cars drove all the way down the wide road, with three cars in front of them and five cars behind them, forming a huge convoy of nine cars. The two cars at the back were Mercedes trucks with 20 heavily armed members of the 0th SS Division. These men were responsible for the absolute security of the Führer, and their weapons were also all MP-44 assault rifles, which were best suited for short-range combat.

Soon Accardo arrived at the airport that had been waiting for him in his sleep. The place had been completely taken over by the SS, and the atmosphere was very gloomy with SS soldiers standing all around.

The car stopped shaking regularly and stopped in front of a checkpoint. Accardo was also woken up by Anna, but the process of waking up was very fragrant, and the means of waking up were also very exciting - don't think about it, Anna kissed Accardo deeply and woke up the sleeping Führer.

Accardo rubbed his eyes, sat up straight, and the car started again without a long delay. Accardo saw his car pass through the checkpoint, past dozens of SS soldiers holding their right hands in a salute. He heard the soldiers shouting the slogan Long live the Führer in the mountains, which gave him even more encouragement.

After a while, the car stopped at the designated location, an officer came over and opened Accardo's door, Anna got out of the car first, squinted her eyes and scanned the surroundings, Accardo got out of the car and appeared in front of everyone.

"Long live the Führer!" was the Imperial Marshal Brauchitsch, who stood not far from Accardo, stood upright and saluted, and after meticulously completing the whole action, he said loudly: "Marshal Brauchitsch salutes you." ”

"Long live Great Germany!" Accardo replied with a German salute in earnest, and then looked at the other people who had come to see him off.

"Long live the Führer!" Studentt had gone to Holland a few days ago to inspect the paratrooper training base under construction, and now he had hurried back to the stone fort for a medal ceremony to be held in a moment.

"It's a pleasure to see you, General Steward. "For the other generals, there is no need for Accardo to be serious, because after all, the difference in rank is too great, and when Accardo became a general, these people were just unknown officers.

An officer stepped forward and stood in front of Accardo: "Long live the Führer, my Führer, the ceremony is ready to begin at any time." ”

"So, since everyone is pressed for time, I won't delay the work, so let's get started. Accardo smiled and took off his trench coat, handed it to Anna on the side, and then waved his hand to Anna who wanted to persuade something: "This is the award ceremony, it must be formal, they are the heroes of the German people, and they are also people I personally admire, and they can't be rude." ”

In the cold wind, Accardo put on a military uniform and walked up to the soldiers who had already lined up to be honored this time.

"Long live the Führer!" saw the man who had sworn allegiance, and all those standing here waiting to be honored stood up and saluted.

Accardo waved his hand for them to finish, then walked over to the first man, smiling as the officer next to him explained the soldier's origins.

"My Führer, this officer named Aemond, from the 2nd Paratrooper Division, successfully parachuted into the Belgian superfortress of Eben Emar, and led his men in a bloody battle for a day and a night, destroying most of the targets and holding out until reinforcements arrived. The officer beside Accardo pointed to the lieutenant and said, "For this reason, he was awarded the Iron Cross of the Second Degree." ”

"My Führer, this is what I ought to do!" replied the lieutenant, standing upright, with his chin held high.

"Very good! You have done a very good job! I am proud to have an officer like you!Lieutenant Aemond!" Accardo nodded and said, "Now I award you the Iron Cross of the Second Degree, and I hope you will be even more brave and fearless in future battles!"

"Thank you, my Führer, your words will encourage me to keep going!" said the lieutenant, Aemond, saluted again.

There was nothing to cover the airfield, so the icy wind blew, making Accardo feel a little cold, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and waited until the cold wind passed, then walked up to a German paratrooper again, and asked with a smile: "So, what is the name of this hero?"

"My Führer, this paratrooper named Batushi is very prominent in the Netherlands, and he received this award for the destruction of several French tanks by himself. According to his combat table xiàn, it was decided to award him the Order of the Iron Cross of the 2nd degree. The officer next to Accardo followed.

"My Führer! this is what I should do!" replied the paratrooper who had destroyed several tanks, standing upright, also with his chin held high.

"Very good! You have done a very good job! I am proud to have a soldier like you! Soldier Batus!" Accardo nodded and said, "Now I award you the Iron Cross of the Second Degree, and I hope you will be even more brave and fearless in future battles!"

"Thank you, my Führer, your words will encourage me to keep going!" said the soldier, Batus, in the same salute once again.

When he arrived at the third person, Accardo saw a face that interested him very much, and in this face, he seemed to find a kind of déjà vu, a kind of indifference and coldness that transcended life and death. The eerie feeling reminded him of a name, the name of a man who was still driving a tank forward in France.

The officer beside Accardo continued his work, stretched out his hand and pointed at the somewhat unkempt officer, and introduced: "This second lieutenant's name is Borol, and he is a very powerful paratrooper commander who has held a village in the Netherlands and stopped the attack of the French team. As a result, he was promoted to second lieutenant and was awarded the Iron Cross of the 2nd degree. ”

"My Führer, this is what I ought to do!" the second lieutenant, Borol, also stood upright, but his voice was not so loud, and he did not raise his chin like those in front of him, but he replied softly, and did not look pleased.

"I'd love to compliment you, just like the other heroes. Accardo looked at the interesting young man in front of him, smiled and said, "But I can see that you don't need this, you look like someone I know......"

"The one named Wren?" asked Borroll, stunned for a moment, looking at the Führer.

"Yes, you must know him, so you give me the same impression as him. You're so similar, and it makes me feel like it's great to know people like you. Accardo nodded and continued, "Where did you meet?"

"Poland, we met in the field, and then we went to the same target, and we cooperated to occupy the bridge, and he was the best tank commander I've ever met. Borol was happy to talk about Rennes, and said to Accardo, with a little frowning.

"The fact that he has a record is very curious to me. Accardo listened to Borol talk about his battlefield encounter with Rennes, and then patted Borol on the shoulder: "I can see his shadow in your expression, so I think you also have a lot of questions, I can answer some of them for you, and the other part needs you to find out for yourself." Now you can ask me a question that interests you and I can answer it. ”

"My Führer, we go to the front to fight without fear of hardships and dangers, not for meritorious service, nor for the sake of obtaining medals. You only have to see the soldiers who died in the dirt to understand this, so why do we go to war?" Borol asked with a frown.

"Our country lost in the last war, Second Lieutenant Borol. Maybe people your age aren't ashamed. Accardo looked into the distance, glanced at the soldiers who were listening intently, and then he continued: "But they want us to be slaves, to bind our hands and feet, and to fend them off the threat from the Soviet Red Army—if we don't fight this war, then the next war will push us to the front, and then we will bleed and ruin the same." ”

He looked at Borol and sighed, "You may not understand what I said, and you don't have to. Let me put it simply: they scolded us, so we slapped them, because we were Germanic!"

"Would you rather countless people die than make the future of the nation bright?" Borol smiled.

"We can only see the light if we let the enemy see darkness before their eyes. Accardo also smiled: "As a veteran of the First World War, a person who remembers the honor and disgrace of the nation, I would like to ask: 'Is anyone willing to fight for me?'"

"Yes!" replied loudly from the officers and soldiers who were waiting to be awarded.

"Is anyone willing to sacrifice his life for the sake of the German nation?" asked Accardo, his voice echoing over the airport, back and forth.

"Yes!" everyone replied loudly.

"That's why I stood up for this nation. Accardo smiled and pointed at the soldiers who had straightened their chests: "They told me that there is still hope and a future for this nation...... So I decided to dedicate my life to leading them to the beautiful and happy Garden of Eden, preferring to give my own life when necessary. ”

"Thank you, my Führer, your words will encourage me to go on!" said Second Lieutenant Borrol, standing in a straight salute and shouting in the loudest voice he could.

Accardo looked at the officer beside him, then shook the Iron Cross in his hand and said with a smile: "My warrior said the following words, what should I say?"

His words made everyone around him laugh, and the atmosphere relaxed all at once. Accardo put the medal in his hand on Borol's chest and said with a smile: "Second Lieutenant Borrol, I am proud to have an officer like you! Now I award you the Iron Cross of the Second Class, hoping that you will be more brave and fearless in future battles!"

"I swear with my life! I will fight until the last moment!" Borol said loudly, puffing out his chest.