Survive as a World War II Soldier - Chapter 139



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#139

The sight of McNair and his subordinate officers continuing to supply troops with brute force was so solemn that it was almost solemn to watch from the side.

Why,

“McNair asked for it? Then I have to send it.”

“No, we too···.”

“If McNair asks for it now, then you won’t send it?”

“I have to send it.”

The priority for supply was Marseille, not Normandy.

And thanks to McNair’s desperate efforts, Patton and de Gaulle were able to continue advancing north without stopping.

And in that process, there was a person who changed in a completely different direction from the original history, and that was de Gaulle.

“We should have joined hands with the United States from the beginning.”

Since he began working with Patton, every day for de Gaulle was a series of surprises.

When I first met Patton, I couldn’t hide my surprise that a Yankee from the New World could communicate with a French aristocrat.

Although he was able to speak English, de Gaulle insisted on speaking only French, an obsession that arose after he became the leader of France.

People’s reactions to his attitude were mixed.

People who happily use French to show off that they are intellectuals who can speak French, and authors who try to make English come out of Churchill’s mouth somehow.

The latter, in particular, was clearly trying to break his spirit.

“But George, he was different.”

De Gaulle initially thought that Patton was trying to discourage him because he spoke French as fluently as he did and spoke English so casually.

however,

“You can do whatever you want. You’re more comfortable with French, and I’m more comfortable with English. Why, you don’t like it? Your English isn’t good enough, so I’ll do it in French. But my French pronunciation is a bit bad.”

It’s been a long time since someone told me in front of me that my French was not good and smiled nonchalantly.

And on the hills just before Marseilles, de Gaulle fell head over heels in love with Patton.

“That guy was more French than I was.”

De Gaulle was deeply moved by the sight of Patton shouting for Paris.

And now, with Lyon before him, de Gaulle’s eyes turned beyond Patton to the American army and the country itself, The United States of America, which had such an army.

At first I just thought I was lucky.

A well-functioning industrial zone on a large, good piece of land that escaped the ravages of war.

I thought they were just people who were trying to exploit the war in Europe for their own benefit.

But it wasn’t.

It’s true that war is breeding them, but they were already giants.

“Now I know why the British suck up to the Yankees so much.”

And at the same time I realized.

“But Americans don’t really like the British.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes. You saw it too. How MacArthur defeated Churchill and Montgomery.”

“Oh, that’s true.”

In the first place, sending de Gaulle and Free French figures to southern France and actively supporting the recapture of Paris would have been difficult without considerable resentment against Britain.

“So, isn’t it possible that we could become closer to the US than to the UK?”

“yes?”

“Anyway, Britain is past its prime. To be honest, who do you think is leading this war?”

Neither Britain nor the Soviet Union could have fought a war against Germany without the United States.

“Isn’t it true that the Americans got involved here because they wanted something too?”

“That’s right. But you know, what America wants, it’s not like the British are the only ones who can give it to her, right?”

“Well, that’s true.”

Britain clearly looked down on the United States because they spoke the same language, and frankly because America was once their colony.

They believed that no matter what they did, America would put them first.

“Well, I don’t know. From what I’ve seen, Americans don’t care about that kind of thing.”

If America is the next world’s most powerful person, wouldn’t the person closest to them be the number two?

The reactions of those gathered to de Gaulle’s remark that the supremacy of heaven and earth has already passed, so wouldn’t it be right to aim for even the one below the earth and the ten thousand above the earth were varied.

“But we can’t just hand over Indochina like this…”

“If we say no, is there any way to keep it?”

From this, mentioning Indochina, the US’s actions in the Pacific region are so outrageous,

“If only we could protect Algeria.”

“I told you I would definitely guarantee that.”

Anyway, Indochina is over, so all we have to do is take care of nearby Algeria.

But what everyone nodded to in unison was the following words.

“Hmm. I guess we’ll have to do whatever it takes to beat those British guys.”

Although now an ally fighting against the Germans, Britain was originally France’s long-time enemy and rival.

In this way, a pro-American regime was established without our knowledge.

##

Berlin at that time.

“The speed at which the American soldiers advance is no joke.”

“If this continues, the fly will come first···.”

The goal of the Black Orchestra members was to cooperate with the United States to assassinate Hitler, bring an early end to the war that seemed hopeless, and preserve the German Empire.

For him, assassinating Hitler was important, but getting on the same page with the United States was also of the utmost importance.

So they thought they still had plenty of room.

The straight-line distance from Marseille to Paris is over 600 km.

Although the German troops in southern France were said to be second-class personnel, far from being elite troops,

“Still, it’s better than those American soldiers.”

“No matter what. No matter what, there’s no way I’m worse than those idiots.”

Since we’ve already joined hands, why can’t we just surrender? No, only fools think that way.

The important thing was the assassination of Hitler.

The mastermind behind all this was none other than Hitler. For a perfect assassination operation, there could be no room for even a single suspicion.

Above all, the battles that would take place on French soil and the minor casualties that would result from them were to them nothing more than small sacrifices for a greater cause.

“If we want to make things happen in a hurry when they come to Paris, it will be difficult.”

“Haa. This is truly a difficult task.”

That’s right.

Frankly, they wanted to carry out the uprising as soon as possible, because the encirclement of Himmler’s SS and the Gestapo was closing in on them at every moment.

“Why are we being pushed around by those guys?”

“that is···.”

“Yes. This must all be the fault of spies who collaborate with the Jews and the communists.”

“That’s right. That’s the only reason why the great Germanic tribes would be pushed aside by such inferior beings.”

“That’s right. But even though we know that, why haven’t we rooted out the spies yet?”

“If you just give me a little bit of time, right away···.”

As things didn’t go as planned, Hitler blamed spies for everything, and Himmler’s SS and Gestapo became more powerful than ever.

As a result, the members of the Black Orchestra felt a growing sense of crisis with each passing day.

In that situation, it was somewhat burdensome to have to carry out an operation in time for the Allied forces’ advance on Paris.

But what the heck.

When they opened the lid, they were shocked to see the US military advancing at a speed that exceeded their expectations.

“If I do this, even if I fail, I will….”

“Let’s put aside ominous talk and get down to business quickly.”

But the undertaking was not easy.

Although he succeeded in entering the conference room carrying the bomb bag, once Himmler, who was designated as a target for elimination along with Hitler, did not attend the meeting, and another time Hitler walked out of the conference room right at the moment when he was about to detonate the time bomb, which was canceled.

After experiencing several failures while already feeling anxious, the members of the Black Orchestra began to feel impatient.

“There is a big difference between giving Paris over and having it taken away from us.”

“That’s right. If we continue like this, it will be late···.”

In the end, the Black Orchestra members hastily carried out the assassination operation. As a result,

bang.

A loud explosion blew through the room, sending debris flying, including shards of wood and glass.

After a while, people came to their senses and staggered to their feet, starting to move around in search of a door.

Among them was Field Marshal Wilhelm Keitel of the German Wehrmacht. He barely managed to find the door, leaning against the wall, and was about to leave when he saw a staggering figure with his trousers on fire.

“Your Excellency the President! Your Excellency, you are alive.”

“okay.”

Even to Wilhelm Keitel’s words full of joy, Hitler only responded briefly in a subdued voice.

widely.

Hitler, who had pushed away Keitel’s outstretched hand, very calmly waved the flames on his trousers to extinguish them. Keitel felt a chill on the back of his neck as he moved as if nothing had happened.

It was then that the sound of bustling footsteps was heard and people began to gather.

“Your Excellency the President.”

Hitler let go of his trousers, straightened his back, and smiled brightly at the sight of his attendant, Ringe, running in with a pale face.

“Ringe.”

“Yes, Your Majesty. There is blood on my arm right now…”

Ringe was startled and made a fuss when she saw Hitler’s arm bleeding from shrapnel, but Hitler’s reaction was indifferent.

“No. This is nothing. It looks like someone wanted to kill me.”

Hitler’s appearance, smiling and speaking with an indifferent expression, did not fit at all with the chaotic conference room.

While everyone paused after realizing that fact, Hitler continued speaking with a smiling face.

“This time, it seems like we’ve finally got a golden opportunity to wipe out all the rat bastards. Don’t you think so?”

##

“Berlin is turned upside down?”

“Yes. It appears that the assassination attempt has failed.”

The Black Orchestra’s plan to stage a coup d’état by issuing a false military order claiming that the SS had mutinied following Hitler’s assassination ended in failure, as expected.

But that was enough.

What we wanted was Hitler’s death, but he was eager to die.

“I can’t give you the indulgence to the fucking cubs and those who are sympathetic to those babies!”

His connection with the Black Orchestra was something that only a very few people knew about, and even those few weren’t particularly happy about it.

“We can beat Germany without joining hands with those guys.”

“Yes. I know that better than anyone else. But as I said, sending my precious sons back home safely is more important than anything else.”

That was it.

The reason we joined hands with those damned men, and the reason Rommel actively cooperated in the process, was because we wanted to save at least one more precious son of another family who was dragged in without knowing it, whether it was the United States or Germany.

And for him, failure was enough.

“It is clear that the German military’s response has become more sloppy.”

It was only natural that Hitler, who immediately declared thorough revenge after the assassination, openly revealed his long-held distrust of military figures from the Junkers.

As many as 7,000 people were arrested and close to 5,000 were sentenced to death.

Most of them were from the National Defense Forces. Numerous officers, from high-ranking generals to colonels, were purged.

Even without that, the German army was already short on manpower, and with the officer corps that could not be trained in a short period of time being shed one by one, it was only natural that the German army would end up like a piece of cheese with holes all over it.

How could one resist cheese that was so full of holes that it was almost soft? Naturally, not only Patton but also those who landed in Normandy began to advance at a faster pace.

Then, as expected, all of a sudden, the Tommy guys started popping out.

“Now that we have captured Caen, we will advance towards Paris.”

“There’s no way the Germans will give up Paris so easily.”

“It will definitely be a more difficult battle than Kang.”

When they said they would give full support, drawing on their combat experience, not only my face but also the faces of the staff members in the conference room all rotted away.

“Ha, I don’t know if we can trust these people who took a month to get here.”

“That’s because the German army was too strong, but it’s different now.”

Everyone looked as if they were shaking in shock at the shamelessness of those guys.

But what to do.

This time I’m late again. And I’m very late.

Liberation of Paris