[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany":3,"chapter-i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-160":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","I Don’t Need Nazis In My Germany",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1294722,1717,"Chapter 400160Chapter NaN","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-160",160,"\u003Cp>December 29, 1940\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Allied-French Front\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-This is Headquarters. Report indicates the French Army has committed new model tanks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These tanks appear capable of countering the new model Panzer IV. All units be advised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fucking hell, for basic infantry like us, even the old tanks are a fucking threat, and now they're saying even more troublesome bastards have shown up?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sergeant Kocher spat out a curse at the message from the radio, but that wasn't what was important to Carius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The MG34 Machine Gun, which he had considered such a heavy burden, was mounted on its tripod, spewing out endless gunfire and showing off its reassuring presence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, a private was assisting the firing, holding the ammunition belt with his hands to keep it from tangling, and he could see the French soldiers charging the machine gun Carius was firing from his position on the hill fall one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who simply dropped dead when they met the machine gun's line of fire didn't feel human.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixteen, seventeen, eighteen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was just mechanically firing the machine gun, counting the number of falling enemy soldiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was something even he could feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He'd been resupplied in the middle of it, but even so, there weren't many ammunition belts left in the pile. At this rate, could he even fire for an hour?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-Sergeant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy numbers keep increasing!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The German Army vanguard had broken through the French defense line, but in doing so, had become a salient and was now under attack from three sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even to Carius, a mere machine gunner in charge of flank defense, the enemy was swarming in immense numbers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I have eyes too, you punk.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The private fitted a new ammunition belt to the machine gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius started blasting away again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Battalion HQ, Battalion HQ, this is 3rd Company, 2nd Platoon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Friendly armored units are retreating from the front! Has a retreat order been given?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without realizing it, Carius whipped his head toward Sergeant Kocher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he could indeed see the armored unit that had broken through the enemy lines at the vanguard now retreating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-This is Battalion HQ. Currently assessing the situation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>3rd Company, 2nd Platoon, hold your current position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"3rd Company, 2nd Platoon, confirmed.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What the hell is going on?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A cold sweat ran down Carius's spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sight of the armored units, which had always been at the vanguard or acting as a fire brigade to rescue them, retreating toward friendly lines instead of the enemy's was unfamiliar to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did the offensive fail?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was the only possibility he could think of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck, what's the machine gun doing! The enemy is swarming!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the shout from below the hill, Carius snapped back to his senses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the defense line established at the bottom of the hill where he was positioned, curses and gunfire erupted continuously, and although Carius gripped the machine gun again, he couldn't hide his anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Enemy tank!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius suppressed the urge to turn his head again, keeping his eyes fixed to the front and frantically blasting the machine gun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The charging French soldiers once again collapsed like puppets with their strings cut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How many was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, I can't remember!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two, three. Shoot the French bastards dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are we losing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four, shoot more French bastards dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Am I going to die like this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the enemy's perspective, do we also look like that when we charge and die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound of tank tracks moving could be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gasp!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The assistant gunner who had been feeding the ammo belt let out a terrified sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck, I think we're screwed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there are too many French bastards in front of me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six, seven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I stop now, my comrades below—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-This is Battalion HQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orders for the entire battalion. Air cover will arrive shortly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retreat immediately. This is Battalion HQ.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orders for the entire battalion. Air cover will arrive shortly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Retreat immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is it okay to retreat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Platoon, all hands retre— Gak!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"P-Platoon Leader!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uwaaah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh? The Platoon Leader fell—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Get down, you idiot!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius's thoughts were cut off by a shout as someone pushed him to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar of a heavy tank's cannon sounded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cough, cough, ugh…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vision was covered in dirt and dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius let out a dry cough, grabbing and pushing away the heavy something that was pressing down on his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gak, keoh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then he realized it was Sergeant Kocher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-Cough, Sergeant!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius was horrified, thinking the sticky, unpleasant liquid flowing on his hand was his own blood, before realizing it came from the sergeant's back, which he was holding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A-Assis… Uwaaaack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius screamed and turned his eyes away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where his assistant gunner, the private's face should have been, something that should have been there was gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"M-Med, medic… Is no one here…?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sergeant's low voice broke through Carius's panicked muttering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh, everyone ran away, who are you calling for? You should run away too, quickly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blood flowing from the sergeant's back, who lay on the ground, was slowly spreading on the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius couldn't say anything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha, ha.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fuck. Kugh… This sucks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To think an idiot like me tried to save a single rookie.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"S-Sergeant.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You, kugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What's your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the sudden question, Carius let out a hollow laugh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Otto Carius, sir.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sergeant. This is the third time, so you could remember it now…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sergeant gave a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if I remember a soldier's name, they die soon, and a soldier with a similar name fills the spot, then another with a similar name fills it, and after that happens a few times, it just gets confusing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sergeant gestured to Carius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up and run, get out of here alive, rookie. Are you trying to make me an idiot who died a senseless death?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I-I'm sorry, Sergeant. Thank you for everything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius shot to his feet, picked up the Kar98k that had fallen on the ground, and started running.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Left alone, Sergeant Kocher muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"…Idiot, trying to act cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…It hurts…fucking hurts…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tears fell from his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tank that had blown away the hill he had occupied was already a piece of burning scrap, perhaps hit by a bombing, and the Luftwaffe that filled the sky held back the pursuing French Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having lost both Sergeant Kocher and his assistant gunner, and fallen behind his platoon, Carius ran for his life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only things that greeted Carius as he sprinted toward the main force were the corpses of German and French soldiers strewn across the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next he encountered was the Belgian Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Belgian soldiers were already unsettled seeing the defeated German Army, but they were stubbornly marching toward their offensive objective as ordered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gazes of those who had cheered so fervently and made him feel like a hero when he set out had now turned into a mixture of pity and anxiety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could they hold out against an enemy that even we couldn't? What are they launching an offensive for? To die?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no point for a mere soldier like him to ponder it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Exhausted, Carius began to trudge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, in front of the main force where he arrived, the 10th Army Commander, Walter Model, was standing in the exact same spot where he had watched them set out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by his staff, he held a piece of paper in his hand and watched the soldiers trudging back like remnants of a defeated army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Otto Carius finally reached him, Walter Model spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First Private, what is your affiliation?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First Private Otto Carius! 4th Corps, 46th Infantry Division, 431st Infantry Battalion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You may go.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Walter Model crossed something out on the paper in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Carius glanced over, he saw that the paper Model held had various units written on it, with circles, triangles, and X's marked over them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His unit was marked with an X.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A belated sense of relief and emptiness brought a wave of fatigue that filled his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Carius didn't want to think about what the commander's actions meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he wanted to ask him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted to ask what meaning this offensive had, what it was for, and if there was any meaning in the deaths of those who had died.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if there was a meaning, what use was it to those who were already dead?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Carius saluted and began to trudge away, Walter Model spoke from behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You lost your machine gun. With your physique, you'd be better as a tanker than an infantryman. There should be openings now, so you should apply.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otto Carius stopped in his tracks and looked back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The commander remembered him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why was he saying something now that he hadn't said then?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want to think about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't want to think about what 'openings' meant, either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The damage is greater than I thought.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It seems the unexpected new French tanks had a great influence…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To Carius, who had luckily survived a battlefield where it wouldn't have been strange for him to die, thanks to the sacrifice of a comrade, the words 'the damage is greater than I thought' were chilling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Carius was watching, neither Walter Model nor his staff paid him any more attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A moment later, after seeing Walter Model again ask the affiliation of the next line of defeated soldiers and mark his paper, Carius turned his back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>December 31, 1940\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The capital of France, the ‘City of Light,’ Paris\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't as if the French Army had learned no lessons from all the battles thus far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French Army, too, had seen the Soviet T-34 and the German new model Panzer IV and urgently developed a new tank, and the resulting cavalry tank, the SOMUA S-40, was the first in the French army to adopt a long-barreled gun, giving it the specs to face even the German Army's new model Panzer IV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only about 100 S-40s had just been produced, and they had been saved until the very last moment due to a combination of fuel conservation and security, but the French Army had prepared it as their trump card.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French Army, mimicking the German armored units, committed an armored unit composed of S-40s and S-35s as a fire brigade, succeeding in defeating the German armored unit that had been leading the vanguard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the initial offensive stalled, the Allied Forces tried to continue the offensive by committing Belgian and Dutch troops, but they ultimately collapsed, giving up the land they had painstakingly retaken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French military high command, having succeeded in properly repelling a German armored unit for the first time since the appearance of the new model Panzer IV, was extremely encouraged and sought to immediately launch a counterattack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, French Prime Minister Jean-François de La Rocque was on the phone with the Commander-in-Chief of the French Army, Maxime Weygand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Commander. I'll say it again, I am against the offensive.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-What are you talking about, Prime Minister? Where could there be a better opportunity than this? The S-40 has proven it can ably compete with their new model Panzer IV!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Considering the scale of the forces committed, they launched an offensive with almost all of their forces on the Western Front, except for the troops on the Siegfried Line, and were defeated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is exactly the opportunity France has been waiting for: a counterattack after defending against their premature offensive, which caused them to suffer damage and retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the opportunity was so perfect that La Rocque was, on the contrary, suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why on earth?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While in a clear confrontation from the front, was there any reason to launch a frontal offensive against the French Army, which outnumbered them by more than 1.5 times?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if they just held their ground, France's fuel would run out, and as long as they had air superiority, the French Army would suffer constant losses if they just rained down artillery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So why did they launch such a reckless offensive?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It would be great if it was an opportunity born from political issues among the Allied Powers, but what if it's the enemy's intention?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's suspicious, General. They have no reason to launch an offensive like this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-They probably wanted to wrap up the Western Front quickly because of Belgium or the Eastern Front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even if that's not the case, it doesn't matter! They've suffered at least 100,000 in losses, so victory is certainly on our side!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even if we launch an offensive and advance, we'll only be extending the front lines! Our own losses are already at a level that can't be ignored, and if we're counterattacked while on the offensive, we'll lose the defense line we worked so hard to establish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-To just let an opportunity like this go without a proper fight! That's enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conclusion of the Headquarters is that they have no more reserves, and we will counterattack before they can recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque bit his lip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was certainly the chance for victory France had been waiting for.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>An opportunity so perfect it was impossible not to take the bait, but for that very reason, it was all the more suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The young men of France do not grow from the ground! Since we have achieved a victory, we should solidify our defense line here and enter peace negotiations with them—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Enough! Is this not the war you started! To now wrap yourself in patriotism and act like a coward! Is this not the very moment for the spirit of Elan Vital! If not now, there will be no chance to wash away the disgrace of the Grand Army!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, the call was disconnected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque put down the telephone and laughed hollowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha, hahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was the war he had started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque picked up the telephone again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-This is the 3rd Cuirassier Division, Major General Jean de Lattre de Tassigny speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Major General.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-Prime Minister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Army Headquarters may not agree, but I want your unit to hold its position as a reserve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The other end was silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tassigny, who had served as Chief of Staff to de Gaulle during the Hawk Corps' dispatch to Italy, was the only general from the young officers' faction remaining on the French mainland, and La Rocque was betting France's survival on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-What you are demanding now is disobedience to an order, Prime Minister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The military disobeying the Prime Minister's request is also, in principle, disobedience to an order, isn't it, General?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If we are victorious, I will be sure to protect you, General. If we are defeated, your unit will leave a glimmer of hope for France.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A short silence passed, and then Tassigny's voice was heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-…Vive la France. The 3rd Cuirassier Division will await the Prime Minister's orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Major General. Vive la France.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque put down the receiver and let out a sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he tried to restrain them, it was an opportunity too irresistibly attractive for an army that had lost face and was thirsty for victory to ignore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If his anxiety about this battle was just his baseless fear, and the French Army won, that in itself could lead to advantageous peace negotiations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this was their trap, then Tassigny's unit could become the last, thread-like sliver of hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque summoned an employee from the Intelligence Department.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Prime Minister.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is the status of Maurice Gamelin's movements?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He is moving busily. He is likely keeping a close watch on the result of this battle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque gave a cynical smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Planning to stage a coup d'état, restore the Radical Party regime, and end the war—what a truly wonderful idea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Does he think that if he ousts me here, the Action Française (the French conservative faction wanting the overthrow of the republic and restoration of the monarchy) and the military will just follow along?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, even if Germany was a key player in Italy's case due to their need to quickly reduce the three-front war, the Western Front involves Britain, Belgium, and the Netherlands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They seem to have harbored some hope after seeing the precedent in Italy, but we are a party to the Treaty of Versailles, not to mention we launched a surprise attack on a nominal ally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a time when both Britain and Germany have more than enough reason to hate France, if a coup is staged here to change the regime, the Allied Forces, far from gladly granting an armistice, would try to crush the chaotic France in one fell swoop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, there is a necessity to deal with those idiots first, before a one-in-a-million incident occurs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>La Rocque let out a small sigh and opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Very well. Secure them now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This war is a war he started.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And even if France is ultimately defeated in the war, the end must be brought about by his own hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least for now, he is France.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His France will never collapse as vainly as Italy did.\u003C\u002Fp>",2861,"2026-06-05T17:48:35.001Z",1,"novelbin.me","ea26f192e57daaaea9187ceb5c75595b83665e3448d4c21c3098cf112316ce0f","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-108","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-107",190,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-cover.jpg"]