Battle of the Third Reich

"How are you, my old friend." Weierle greeted gently.

The man sitting at the small table didn't respond. He still sat there motionless with his head back to the door, as if he didn't hear Weierle's greetings at all.

However, from the moment he entered the door, he was staring at the person's Dogen carefully and found that when Weiler spoke, the person's body suddenly shivered slightly.

Although this movement is very subtle and very short, Dougan is already convinced that this person has heard who is speaking.

Weierle's attitude toward the man seemed to have been prepared for a long time. He shook his head gently and then slowly walked towards the man.

"It's a pity that I brought the judgment documents against you. I didn't expect that we will meet again in such a relationship in such a place in just two months. People have to lament the unpredictable fate. "

Weierle walked behind the man and stopped, he looked at the man's slightly rickety back with a blank expression.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to see you here, Weierle. Oh, I forgot, I should call you Lord now, Lord Weierle."

The man finally responded, and he slowly stood up, and then slowly turned to face Weierle.

Dogen stood silently with a trace of disgust, watching the man carefully. Although it is not stated clearly, Weierle's tone and expression have actually revealed the result of the judgment, that is, all the general trends are gone.

Under normal circumstances, most of the prisoners tremble or shout loudly in fear when they hear this news. Of course, there are still people who meet in despair and look desperate, and some people cry with their heads against the wall. This is not uncommon for Dougan.

However, the person standing in front of himself now seemed to care nothing about his verdict, nor can he say that he did not react at all. It was the expression of a tired traveler when he saw his destination in sight.

The man was smiling, he was smiling, and he smiled so arrogantly, Dougan almost wanted to rush up and punch his face.

What is that, what is that person's eyes flashing, what is that sad look.

Dogen stood there, frowning and looking at the tearful smile in front of him, his hands clenched into fists.

"You're still the same, William." Weiler said with a shake of his head.

"You seem to be more favored, Hagen. Lieutenant General Weiler."

The man rubbed the corners of his eyes and looked at Weiler with a scornful look.

"You are still so mean, I will bring you something."

Weierle didn't seem to see the other person's provocative look at all. He walked slowly to the table, opened the yellow briefcase he brought, and then pulled out a paper bag and a paper bag from it and put it on the table.

"Do you have any extra cups here, sir." Weiler asked casually.

"This... there are empty cans in the second drawer of the desk."

The other party was obviously confused by Weiller's current attitude, and he answered subconsciously.

"I forgot to introduce it. The adjutant colonel Dougan, who is the head of state, you haven't seen him before." Weyler said while rummaging through the shabby desk drawer.

"I've seen it for a long time, the SS. Well, you forgot what I did, Weiler, I've seen his file. I've wanted to see you already, find a place to sit, Jack Fried . Captain Dougan Banner."

"I have long wanted to see you..."

Dougan strode over to the canvas camp bed and sat down, staring at the man's eyes coldly and said: "I want to see what kind of person is the most dangerous traitor in Germany, William. Franz . Admiral Canaris... Your Excellency!"

"You see it now."

Kanaris slightly raised his mouth, he deliberately pulled the lapel of his uniform, and then said with an unruly smile: "How do I look like the most dangerous traitor in Germany now, is it disappointed, flag Mr. Captain."

Dougan looked at Kanaris coldly up and down.

Although the silver-gray hair was combed by the owner, it still looked a little messy. Under the thick brows of the same color as the hair color, there were a pair of gray eyes embedded in the deep eye sockets, although the dangled eye bags and some dark eye circles made this Both eyes lost the kind of expression they used to have, but it still made Dougan feel an indescribable sense of oppression.

Compared with ordinary Germans, Kanaris is only a meter or six in height, which is really short. But he was not thin at all. His long years of maritime life created his strong body. Of course, as he grew older, and now his prison life made him look tired and weak.

He wore a crumpled navy military gown, and Dougan speculated that maybe he was wearing this gown when he was arrested, because from the appearance of this uniform, it has definitely not been cleaned for a long time, let alone the military police. There is no habit of preparing prisoners to change their clothes.

"It's really disappointing. You look embarrassed now, Admiral." Dougan replied coldly.

"Yeah, they took all my luggage, took my military cap, and took off my insignia, but finally left me with this."

Canaris raised his hand and showed Dougan one wide, three narrow and five yellow cuffs on the cuff.

"The headquarters has not expelled my military status so far, I am still an admiral."

Kanaris's face sank, and he leaned forward slightly and stared at Dougan. "So, pay attention to your tone, Captain Dougan."

"you!"

Dougan wanted to jump on the spot, and at that moment he stretched out a hand and patted his shoulder gently.

Dougan looked up and saw that Weiler shook his head slightly at him with two tins. Dougan reluctantly suppressed the rising anger.

"Sit over a bit, Colonel." Weiler sat down next to Dougan, he put the tin box on the table, and then opened the grease wrap.

"I brought you some food, William, I hope you will be satisfied."

There are really a lot of things in the paper bag, a large piece of cured meat that has been cut into two pieces, two pieces of smoked sausage with half a kilo weight, a few pieces of fatty foie gras, a small pot of butter, a large piece of rye bread and A glass can and a few aluminum table spoons.

"This is the best caviar, you will love it."

Weierle took a knife from his trouser pocket and pried open the can lid, and then handed the jar of caviar to Kanaris.

"It's really good."

Canaris finally sniffed the canned food in front of his nose, and then looked at Weierle with emotion.

"Thank you...."

"This is seized British whiskey. I really can't get the brand you like, but this one is not bad."

Weierle lifted a glass wine bottle out of the paper bag and unscrewed the cap.

"You haven't drunk in two weeks. You can drink enough today."

Weierle picked up the glass in front of Kanaris, splattered the original water in the glass, then poured a full glass of whiskey and placed it in front of Kanaris.

"Weirler..."

Kanaris looked at the golden liquor in the glass in front of him and said lightly.

"Why are you here to see me this time?"

"Perform official duties, by the way, look at your old friend."

Weiler replied with a smile while pouring himself and Dougan's cans.

"The boy sent you, you don't need to hide anything, I know."

Canaris picked up the cup in front of him.

"He wants to finally stimulate me with you. I understand the boy's psychology. Now he must sit on that throne and smile with pride... He sends you to see how I die..."

"you this...."

"Ping!"

Dougan's roar and a loud impact sounded almost simultaneously. The impact was so loud that it shocked Dougan and Kanaris at the same time.

"Canaris!"

Weierle let go of the wine bottle that was slammed on the table. The careless and friendly expression on his face had disappeared. Now Weierle was cold, and his eyes shone with dangerous cold light.

He said coldly to Canaris, who was staring blankly at his cup: "Please pay attention to your words, Canaris, don't apply your narrow mindset to the head of state. Live, he is now the head of Germany and the leader of my allegiance, so please stop calling him that rude name of "that kid", otherwise God will testify and I will never forgive you."

"Weirle..." Kanaris froze. He had never thought that Weirler would have such a terrible side. Now the information revealed in those eyes was so dangerous that Kanaris felt a little shudder, and his hands with the cup began to tremble slightly.

"Okay, I see, Weiler. You don't have to be so excited, I won't use that title again. Come, let's drink, remember the days in Berlin? I haven't been drinking with you for a long time."

Kanaris said in a guilty conscience that he didn't know why he felt guilty. This feeling hadn't appeared in a long time, maybe because of the relationship between these ten days of prison life, Kanaris secretly comforted himself.

"That's best, drink the bar, Colonel Dougan, you drink too."

Weierle's face eased down. He picked up the tin box in front of him, and gave Yang a slight salute to Kanaris as a toast, and then took a big sip.

Dougan didn't even look at Kanaris. He picked up the tin can and tasted it slowly, then inserted a piece of cured meat into his mouth and chewed it in his mouth.

The verdict has come down, do you want to see the verdict? "

Putting down the tin, Weierle said leisurely while inserting a piece of foie gras with a spoon.

Canaris was putting a spoonful of caviar in his mouth, and after hearing Weiler's words, he couldn't help but pause.

"Forget it, it doesn't look the same. I had expected this result long ago."

Canaris put the spoon of caviar in his mouth, and then closed his eyes. It seemed to be tasting the deliciousness of caviar, but his slightly convulsive cheeks revealed his inner excitement. 】

"I knew this would happen. Why did you choose to betray your country?"

Weierle asked indifferently: "As the director of the Imperial Intelligence Agency, you have control over almost the entire intelligence source of the empire, and you have a prominent and important position. I know you, you love Germany, you love your current job, I really don’t think You have no reason to do those things and betray your country. I can't figure it out, Kanaris, can you tell me the real reason?"

"Weirler, if I said that everything I did was for Germany, in order to save Germany I love from this group of lunatics, do you believe it?" Kanaris pointed to the Dougan Black Guard uniform.

"I never felt that these things I did were a betrayal of Germany. Everything I did was to protect the interests of Germany. Will you believe me? Weiler." Kanaris said to Weiler with excitement. To.

"What are you talking about, everything is for the benefit of Germany?"

Dougan finally broke out. He stood up sharply and pointed to Canaris shouting loudly: "How many innocent German soldiers have been killed by your betrayal, are you clear?

How many young people in Germany fell on the battlefield because of the information you betrayed. Due to your betrayal, the head of state was almost killed, and Germany almost suffered an unbearable huge loss. We almost lost the victory of this war.

Because of you, you shameless traitor, bastard, bastard, I can't kill you!

Damn guy, in front of me, a young battalion of a battalion fell under the enemy's muzzle and bayonet because of you. Are they not German? Are they not fighting for Germany? You killed them, what qualifications do you have to say that everything you did is for Germany! How dare I say that it is to save Germany, I have never seen such a brazen thing like you. . . . . "

Dougan roared angrily, and he could not find any more lethal words to curse the traitor in front of him. The angry Colonel of the SS extended his arms to his waist holster. . .

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