Paris, Place de l'Étoile.
The battle group with Sieglinde as the core occupied this sparsely populated empty city without any effort.
Since penetrating the Allied defenses, they have not encountered any decent resistance.
Ordinary armies, or sporadic resistance forces, are as vulnerable as unarmed children in front of Sieglinde.
The Allies' Bazooka Rocket Launcher and tank group bombardment tactics did not play an overly obvious role.
"Berlin sent a telegram. One hour later, the bombing will begin."
Arc de Triomphe Below, the senior officer wearing the Hydra armband shouted loudly.
The cold and solemn voice echoed in the empty Place de l'Étoile and spread far away.
Sieglinde, standing at the top of Arc de Triomphe, looked at the silent city, frowning, seemingly puzzled.
As early as 1940, Third Reich carried out blitz invasions of several low-lying countries in Western Europe.
Amidst the roar of tanks and artillery, Belgium, the Netherlands, and Luxembourg surrendered one after another and became occupied areas.
France, the former European overlord, completely gave up resistance after German army bypassed the Maginot Line and began to attack southward.
As a result, Paris became an "undefended city".
Like a poor, naked girl, a German man drove straight in and ravaged her wantonly.
The French government, which was supposed to organize a strong force to carry out the final resistance, made a decision in advance at an alarming speed and went into exile in Tours.
Seeing the politicians sitting on the stage running away, the remaining two million Paris residents also fled.
Afterwards, the French government claimed that——
If you continue to resist, you will only cause unnecessary sacrifices of soldiers and civilians, and Paris, which has a long civilization tradition, will be razed to the ground and reduced to ruins.
In order to preserve the light of civilization of Paris and preserve the lives and property of the French people, we might as well surrender.
I have to say, these people are really logic geniuses, Allied Nations has found a treasure.
Therefore, when the torrent of steel from German army passed through the Place de la Concorde, it encountered no decent resistance at all.
Paris, known as the "Romantic City", is in the shadow of Third Reich.
You know, France at that time was known as the country with the strongest army.
There are tens of thousands of large-caliber artillery, more than two million infantry, and more than three thousand tanks.
As a result, no one expected that the French surrendered in just forty days.
Poland lasted for thirty-six days, Greece successfully resisted for fifty-six days, and Norway lasted for almost two months.
In comparison, France, as the hegemonic power of Europe, really looked very awkward, so much so that it later became a famous joke.
Since then, various "law-insulting jokes" have emerged one after another, gradually forming a trend.
For example, "No one can occupy Paris before France surrenders", "The French military salute is to raise both hands above the head", "Only dwarfs and women can save France" and so on.
"I really don't understand why the general asked me to occupy an uninhabited city. Paris has already fallen. Even if it was recaptured by Allied Nations, it doesn't have much value."
Under the cloudy night sky, Sieglinde crossed his arms and said doubtfully.
She is one of the "Battleship-class" created by Berlin. She has long golden hair that is regarded as the noble blood of Aryans, and is styled into a long braid hanging behind her shoulders.
Nearly two meters tall, with a fit and strong physique, he exudes a powerful aura that no one dares to look down upon.
At the feet of Sieglinde are "Tank-class" soldiers wearing German army heavy armor, a total of thirty-four people.
There were originally forty people, but six soldiers died in the targeted combat by tanks, snipers and Rocket cannons.
They were scattered around Arc de Triomphe, maintaining basic vigilance.
It was such a team that forcefully penetrated the Allied front in Free France and advanced unimpeded all the way to Paris, scaring the top Allied forces into panic.
"This is the battle plan formulated by General Guderian. In another hour, the entire Paris will be reduced to a sea of fire!"
The senior officer wearing the Hydra armband stood under the Arc de Triomphe, raised his head and said loudly.
The bombing of Paris was an order given by Berlin.
This morning, Third Reich publicly made a threatening speech to Allied Nations.
The other side claimed that unless the Western Allies withdraw to their own territory and declare surrender.
Otherwise, London and New York will be reduced to ruins like Paris.
"Why do I think you want the Allies to put all their power on Paris?"
Sieglinde narrowed his eyes, jumped slightly, and jumped off Arc de Triomphe.
Falling from a height of fifty meters to the ground had no impact on the "Battleship-class" female soldier.
She bent her legs slightly, relieved the force of her fall, and walked up to the senior officer.
"Tell me, what kind of surprise has Hydra prepared for the Allies?"
Sieglinde looked at the senior officer who came to supervise the battle. She was a head taller than the other person, and her words were condescending.
"You don't need to know, Ms. Klaue dia!"
The senior officer called Sieglinde by his real name and said solemnly, "You are Third Reich's weapon. Your only mission is to execute orders and obey commands."
"My name is Sieglinde."
The "Battleship-class" female soldier raised her eyebrows, and her long blond hair that fell to her waist began to flutter.
"That's a character in the opera. The reason why Saint General gave you such a name is just..."
Before Hydra's senior officer finished speaking, Sieglinde quickly stretched out his right hand and strangled the opponent's neck.
Lift this guy up like a chicken.
To her, the human body is as fragile as a piece of paper that can be rubbed at will.
"I am Sieglinde, the 'Valkyrie' of the empire. This is the honor bestowed upon me by the general. Also, answer whatever I ask and don't talk too much. This is not Berlin. It is very common for soldiers to die on the battlefield."
Sieglinde pursed his lips, revealing a cold smile.
The wisps of blazing white energy all over the body are like curved arcs beating continuously.
If she wanted to, she could roast this self-righteous coward into a ball of charcoal in an instant.
"Saint General decided to place the final battlefield on Paris to attract the attention of Allied Nations! Force the Allies to counterattack and send out their immature 'Superman'!"
The senior officer wearing the Hydra armband is not a die-hard and weak-willed.
After being threatened with words by Sieglinde, he revealed the information he knew.
Who told him to see with his own eyes that the "Battleship-class" female soldier in front of him blasted a tank into scrap metal.
Countless Allied soldiers died at the hands of the other side, and there was no need for him to become one of them.
"The final battlefield... meaning Superman from Allied Nations might come?"
Sieglinde released his palm and ignored the senior officer Hydra who was shivering in fear.
The three "Battleship-class" are all very interested in the Allied Superman, which is War Hero, who is jointly called the "legend" by Roosevelt and Churchill.
If you can unscrew the opponent's head, it will definitely cause a devastating blow to Allied Nations's morale.
"It looks like I'm going to get this credit."
Sieglinde thought so.
She and Siegmund were both dissatisfied that only Siegfried was awarded the title by Fuhrer.
Saint General was busy stabilizing the situation of Berlin and completely ignored this issue.
The so-called Aryan Superman, they are no different from other soldiers.
It also needs to be affirmed and needs medals symbolizing honor, not just as a publicity object for Axis Powers.
"I hope that allied Superman will come here soon, so that I can get an Iron Cross. This will save that bastard Siegfried from always showing off his Knight's Cross awarded by Deadman!"
Sieglinde's thoughts were scattered and he was quietly waiting for the bombing to arrive.
Forty minutes later, she suddenly raised her head, her eyes narrowed, and she looked into the distance.
In the dark night sky with dim stars and moon, there seemed to be several transport planes flying over.
Vaguely, you can still clearly see the flag of Allied Nations!
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