Survive as a World War II Soldier - Chapter 69



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#069

Born into a military family, he is a free spirit who has lived his entire life doing whatever he wants without caring about what others think.

A man who doesn’t care about rank as long as he can be with his soulmate, the tank, whether his juniors pass him or not.

He rarely regretted his actions throughout his life.

Because I always did my best.

Patriotism for his home country, the United States of America, flowed through his veins.

The moment Patton heard that the damned commies were taking orders from Moscow and plotting to overthrow the heart of the United States, Washington, D.C., he knew he couldn’t hesitate.

This was especially true when I looked at the materials that came down with the order.

“The order has come down, so why are you hesitating? Go.”

We set off first, taking five M1917s and a cavalry unit that could be deployed at a moment’s notice.

“Send the rest as soon as they are ready. Understood?”

“yes.”

Patton, who had left after glancing at his subordinates who were looking at him with anxious eyes, felt that the situation was becoming more and more serious as he approached the operation point.

The Washington police officers who had gathered in large numbers and the Bonus Army soldiers who were confronting them were also extremely aggressive.

“Well, that’s true. If those guys weren’t communists, they wouldn’t be making such a fuss in the capital.”

Patton slowly approached the damn mob head on, following the lead of the police who cleared the way with a life-like look on their faces.

At that moment, an unexpected greeting popped out.

Angelo.

He was a comrade who had saved his life long ago.

“Have you forgotten me!”

No way.

But he was a proud Major in the United States Army.

I couldn’t let personal feelings ruin the cause.

Patton was so sorry that this man, who had once fought alongside him and was one of the bravest soldiers ever, had become corrupted by communist ideology, but he gritted his teeth and turned his back on him.

however,

“Why is your wife coming out of there!”

The wife of MacArthur, a senior he respected and trusted and followed more than anyone else, was different.

How can you just push the wife of the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff along in a tank?

And that split-second decision saved his life.

##

“So you feel wronged?”

“Yes. I really···.”

Patton, whom we met in front of the hospital room where Anna was admitted, spoke with a trembling voice about his grievances.

“Who would have thought that the President would be fooled?”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“therefore···.”

“So did I tell you to go on vacation or not? Huh?”

“That, that···.”

I know. The Patton in front of me was just being used.

The President was also the Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces, and while it is regrettable that Patton did not double-check the authenticity of the order with the General Staff, it was not a big problem when following the procedure.

I knew that he wasn’t a bad guy, just because he was a little dumb, and that I couldn’t just blow his balls off because I was going to have to use him a lot during World War II.

But it was inevitable that the fever would rise.

puck.

I burst out laughing at the sight of Patton joking around with exaggerated gestures while opening the joint.

Patton, realizing that he would not be kicked out like a ghost, bowed and opened the sickroom door.

“You should go see your wife quickly.”

As I opened the door to the hospital room and went in, the doctor told me some shocking news.

“What? Pregnant?”

“Yes. I think it’s been about 3~4 months, but I’ll have to wait a bit longer to be sure···.”

I felt elated when the doctor explained that since it was early, and that in the case of first pregnancies, it is usually around five or six months, you may not know until your belly starts to grow.

So, Anna, who is not even naked, stood in front of the tank with her bare body today.

I thought that instead of ending it with a joint, shouldn’t we kill that bastard, Patton, who’s standing there?

And then, as if he knew what I was thinking, Patton, who had been standing in the corner of the hospital room, suddenly ran away.

“shit.”

What prevented me from following him was the feeble movement of his hand that held me back.

“Doug.”

“Anna. Are you feeling okay? Is there anything that feels uncomfortable….”

“It’s okay. I’m sorry. Are you really surprised?”

“That’s obvious. So, I told you not to go for a while···.”

“But you were lucky I was there.”

I told Anna to stay away from Hoover Village for a while because of the red rhetoric in the newspapers and the stories about violent reactions toward the protesters.

“I’m not saying you shouldn’t do foundation work at all. I’d like you to reduce the amount of work you do in the field and work in the office.”

“all right.”

Anna had stopped going to Hoover Village for the past few days. But yesterday, for some reason, she insisted on going to Hoover Village.

“I thought tomorrow was the meeting with the Bonus Army representatives?”

“that’s right.”

“Then I’ll go to camp for a bit today.”

“Anna.”

“Nothing has happened for several days. Let’s go and check out the atmosphere…”

“If you ask other foundation staff to do that···.”

“If something happens, won’t they get hurt? And if something really happens, wouldn’t it be better if I were there to respond?”

Anna said that if there was someone in charge, things would be resolved quickly and things would be handled well, so I couldn’t stop her from going for a few hours.

Of course, as Anna said, it was her presence that allowed her to shatter the dark trap of the two Hoovers and the Republican Party.

“Actually, I had a dream yesterday.”

“dream?”

“Yes. I had a dream that I was walking around Hoover Village and five tanks were following me. So I took them all back home.”

I barely managed to swallow my words, wondering what kind of dream that was, and thought about it carefully.

‘Is this a dream? If it’s a tank, it’s a son?’

I tilted my head and Anna looked at me with a smirk.

“I know. It was just a dream. But somehow the dream was so vivid that I felt like I had to go to Hoover Village.”

“Yeah, but don’t do anything dangerous like that again. What would have happened if Patton hadn’t recognized me?”

“So I took off my veil and jumped in. And actually, this is a secret.”

Anna, who had pulled me closer, whispered in my ear.

‘Before jumping in, I shouted to the man next to me that if Major Patton didn’t recognize me, I was Mrs. MacArthur and asked him to do so.’

To have such a sassy woman as my wife? I was truly blessed.

##

And a few days later,

“President, you must escape quickly···.”

Bradley came running in with an urgent voice and started making a fuss, telling me to get out of the hospital room quickly.

“Me alone? Anna?”

“that is···.”

Just as Bradley was about to explain what was going on, the door burst open. And then, CLACK.

“You damn bastard. Are you ready?”

The one who came in holding the shotgun was none other than Roosevelt.

There were more than a few photographers who took pictures of Anna blocking the tank that day.

What particularly became a hot topic was the photo of Dorothea Lange.

The photo that made me unknowingly shout out the name of a place in China the moment I saw it was printed on the front page of every newspaper.

Even word has it that it’s spreading not just in the United States, but all over the world.

Anyway, as a result,

“I’ll tell you in advance, this time Eleanor didn’t take the bullets out in advance.”

Anna screamed in horror as she saw Roosevelt aiming at her with a fierce expression.

“No, are you planning to make your grandson the heir?”

“What? Grandson?”

I don’t know if he’s a son or a daughter, but he definitely seems like a filial son, having saved his father’s life before he was even born.

While Roosevelt was flustered at the mention of the word grandson, I quickly got into high treason mode and fell flat on my face to beg.

The shotgun was put away because he could not make his grandson a heir, but Roosevelt’s persecution continued.

“Is this the best you can do? Huh? You’re the soldier, not him.”

But Roosevelt was furious, asking why he had made his precious daughter, who he would never hurt even if she was the apple of his eye, stand in front of a tank, naked at that.

Even if I had ten mouths, I would have nothing to say.

“I’m sorry.”

“Ha. Really.”

Roosevelt, who had been staring at me for a long time, let out a long sigh and opened his mouth.

“Then that fucking crazy dog? Why are you just leaving him alone?”

Roosevelt was the one who grumbled that he had saved his grandson’s life, but that bastard Patton needed a hole in his head right away.

“I can’t help it. I’m involved with Hoover.”

“shit.”

After a failed attempt to catch me, the two Hoovers went crazy.

However, there was a slight subtle difference,

“The FBI will survive, but that Edgar bastard will have a hard time getting back on his feet.”

Edgar Hoover was completely out of commission.

Immediately after the incident, he threatened and requested favors from several people, regardless of whether they were Democrats or Republicans, using the information he had in his possession, claiming that he would somehow survive.

And that was his defining defeat.

“There’s no way those who have a weakness for him would miss this opportunity.”

In this day and age, gay was synonymous with communist, and I knew the secret he wanted to keep hidden.

Thanks to this, Hoover, who was identified as the key figure in this incident, became a notorious spy who even deceived the president.

Of course, Moscow reacted as if they were talking nonsense, but isn’t it the rule that spies turn a blind eye when they are caught?

And President Hoover was spared the worst by Edgar Hoover taking all the blame for it.

“Who knew that Edgar Hoover was a communist?”

“It is clear that the country was also deceived.”

“That’s why.”

Even though I was fooled by a spy like that, I still didn’t get to the point where I had to vacate my room in the White House.

And thanks to that, Patton was also given a free pass.

If even the president was fooled by the communists, what greater crime can it be if a mere army major was fooled?

And the orders he received were real, just sent by an idiot. The fact that he couldn’t properly contact the Army General Staff in the middle was also attributed to the work of the communists, including Edgar Hoover.

Anyway, that’s how Patton survived after threatening the wife of the Army Chief of Staff with a tank and knocking her out.

“You can’t punish someone for not knowing that the president is an idiot.”

“You shoved a tank at Anna and she just left it there?”

To be clear about the facts, Anna jumped in front of the tank herself, but I kept my mouth shut because it was not something I could say in front of an excited Roosevelt.

“Is that kid that capable?”

“There’s no one better than him to lead the assault force.”

“···”

Roosevelt’s face looked thoughtful at my answer.

“Do you really think there will be another war?”

As expected, 9th level in politics.

When you say you need a stormtrooper, you immediately infer war.

“What is the surest way to end the depression?”

“shit.”

In response to my question, Roosevelt made a horrible face and swore.

“So you’re trying to keep that spot?”

“No, I told you I wrote a letter of resignation?”

“That’s funny.”

Roosevelt snorted.

“If you really wanted to take off your military uniform, you would have packed your bags instead of submitting your resignation. With your personality, you would have unpacked your bags at the official residence before accepting your resignation.”

So, right after the incident was somewhat resolved, he told President Hoover that he would resign from his position as Army Chief of Staff.

Naturally, this spread like wildfire.

People’s reactions to this varied.

“Even I wouldn’t do it because it’s dirty and disgusting.”

“That’s right. What kind of person is General MacArthur? A communist?”

“Ha, that’s right. Even if I were you, I would quit right away.”

Not only the Army, but even the Navy responded that they understood.

Because it became known that Edgar Hoover was planning to frame me as a communist too.

Everyone could not help but lament that the honor of the army had been tarnished.

“What? Red.”

“Edgar Hoover aside, the president who accepted such nonsense is also problematic.”

The general public’s reaction was similar. Surprisingly, the most violent reaction came from workers.

“Come to think of it, if you protested, you were automatically labeled a communist.”

“Yeah. The corporate brats do business with the Soviet Union and stuff.”

“Are all poor people communists?”

Thanks to this, there was even an atmosphere that the social atmosphere in which people could easily think of branding a normal person a communist and turning him into a retard was problematic.

However, not everyone accepted my resignation as justified.

“Hey, but what if General MacArthur resigns?”

“huh?”

“General MacArthur has been very good at preventing disarmament and other such things.”

“That’s right.”

Army personnel understood my actions, but were concerned that it might actually turn out that way.

For them, I was the one who was somehow able to block the chilling pressure of disarmament. In particular, Arnold and Patton came to me in deep thought.

“No?”

“Please say no.”

“What will happen to the tank without you, senior!!!”

“What about the air force?”

While the Army personnel understood my decision emotionally, they clung to me and shouted their resolute opposition, but the political circles reacted somewhat differently.

“I guess you’re thinking of coming this way this time, right?”

“Otherwise, there would be no reason to announce my intention to resign.”

“Well, he’s still young, so it’s too early to retire.”

“Anyway, I’m sure this incident made you realize that there are limits to what you can do while wearing a military uniform.”

The Democratic Party welcomed it with open arms.

They thought that by sending Hoover to the polls, I had completely broken with the Republican Party.

“Let’s see for now···.”

“Honestly, wouldn’t it be possible to choose any constituency?”

“Well, well, if it weren’t for those southern idiots···.”

The general opinion was that with MacArthur’s name value, he would be a sure thing to win no matter where he ran, except in the ultra-conservative South, where there were a lot of Dixies.

But Roosevelt thought differently.

“And it’s not a discharge, it’s a resignation. Doesn’t that mean that even if you quit as the Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff, you’ll still be wearing that uniform?”

an inevitable fate