[{"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-184":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},1294773,1717,"Chapter 183","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-184",184,"\u003Cp>April 2, 1941\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Berlin, the Capital of Germany – Government Building\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Viipuri is Safe! A Great Victory for the Allied Forces!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[A Shout That Shook the Frozen Land. “We are France!”]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I let out a hollow laugh at the article decorating the front page of the Frankfurter Zeitung.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Ministry of Propaganda did request that major press outlets take a neutral or friendly stance toward France if possible, but seeing this atmosphere in Germany, I could imagine what it must be like inside France.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Isn't it probably covered in praises of Vive la France and De Gaulle by now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I had worried about how to treat Charles de Gaulle to ensure the French Army wouldn't sabotage the effort and would defend Finland, but even I hadn't imagined a situation like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Well, this is beyond my expectations.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dispatch of the French Army to Finland was a result of La Rocque’s request and my own deliberations, but it was a political burden for me as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, there was a significant reaction from the German Army and political circles asking how on earth they could trust the French bastards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only reason I could push it ahead was thanks to the immense influence I held as Vice-Chancellor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Honestly, I would have been grateful if they just prevented Finland’s collapse, but for them to hit an unexpected jackpot like this leaves me dumbfounded, yet pleased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that we have also finished our deployment on the Eastern Front and are preparing an offensive, the Soviet Union, facing a crisis of a total collapse on the northern front, must have quite the headache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It's true. Will this give you some breathing room, Minister?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Haha.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laughed and unfolded the draft Claudia handed me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[The German Army Needs You.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join Us to Defend Freedom!]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I burst out laughing at the poster where Erwin Rommel, instead of Uncle Sam, was pointing his finger and asking people to join.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Let's see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There's a Heinz Guderian version too…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, the General Model version is quite good. Pointing his finger with a stern face while wearing a monocle looks very cool.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’d like to keep a well-printed copy of the General Model version.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oops.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words slipped out, and as I raised my gaze, Claudia had a truly sour look on her face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Would you please give the order to the Ministry of Propaganda directly, Min.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>is.ter?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, y-yes…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When I turned the page, Manstein was there too, which made my face turn sour as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why is this person here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rommel, Guderian, and General Model are understandable since they are commanders who shot to stardom, but why Manstein…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By his own enthusiastic request.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Ah.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such a childish man…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that thought, I turned the next page, flinched, and opened my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Vice-Minister of Propaganda?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, go ahead, Minister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I squinted my eyes. The man in the picture looked a lot like me—no, thatisme.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In any case, I stared at the picture of me pointing my finger like Uncle Sam, encouraging enlistment, and asked Claudia with a bemused look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Why am I here?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Because you’re an effective model?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, I’m sure I said to put in the generals who are being hailed as heroes, who suggested adding me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I did.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Selling out her own husband.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I thought that, I turned the next page and meekly shut my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Rather than waiting alone with a heavy heart, I will be with them.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was because I saw a poster for the recruitment of Women's Auxiliary Personnel, featuring Claudia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was true that the recruitment for the Women's Auxiliary Personnel, which had used her as a model, had been quite effective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it was the Vice-Chancellor’s idea, I should just keep my mouth shut…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flipping to the next page, there was also a Luftwaffe version featuring Werner Mölders and Adolf Galland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Reichsmarine used battleships?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. Admiral Raeder wasn't keen on your idea, Minister.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I see.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Well, Admiral Raeder is a bit of an old-fashioned person, so that’s understandable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the human resources of the Regular Reserve Forces practically all mobilized, we decided to first accept volunteers rather than immediately implementing an additional draft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This poster was designed for that recruitment drive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If we were to implement a blanket conscription now, even the few remaining skilled workers in the factories and people with issues that make them unsuitable for the regular army would all be drafted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even people like Habenstein, who was discharged from the Condor Legion due to PTSD and is now working as a reporter in Frankfurt, would be subject to an additional draft.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rather than mindlessly drafting unprepared people and sending them off with guns like the Nazis did, it's better to selectively recruit only those who are willing to fight, now that the mood inside Germany is good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, if our feet are to the fire, conscription might eventually be implemented, but I just hope it doesn't come to that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is good. Let’s proceed with this, Vice-Chancellor.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Understood, Minister. So, are you heading to Finland now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s about time I offered some praise, checked on the local situation in Finland, and, hmm. I should also express my gratitude to the French Army.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Originally, the trip was to check on the situation in Finland and to present medals and encouragement to the Reichsmarine and Luftwaffe for safely delivering the French Army to Finland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The military might be disappointed that there was no engagement and thus no military merit, but I wanted to show them that I, at least, recognized and praised their military merit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those who coordinated so perfectly that the enemy didn't even have the will to engage in combat have, in fact, achieved the greatest military merit. It wouldn't do for them to receive worse treatment than a captain who acted against orders, no matter how good the result was, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On top of that, since Charles de Gaulle delivered an unexpected feat, it would be good to prepare a generous supply of luxury goods like alcohol and chocolate, along with the Reparations Reduction Plan, to boost the morale of the French Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It might be a small gesture, but it was my belief that establishing a precedent of rewarding feats with appropriate rewards serves as good motivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since it's your work, Minister, it must be necessary. Hmm, please leave the Ministry of Propaganda to me while you're away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I smiled at Claudia's words, stood up from my seat, and approached her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I finally reduced my titles, but I’m still away from my post often.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Feeling that anew now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I smiled and was about to lean in to kiss the responding Claudia, a knock was heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s Berger.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ugh, what timing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I spoke, slightly moving away from her, my aide, Mr.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Berger, came in and opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foreign Minister Erich Kordt has come to visit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He says there is something he wishes to discuss before you leave for Finland.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, I understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I’ll be right there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Berger closed the door and left, I gave a bitter smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Damn it, just when I was setting the mood, he had to ruin it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though I stepped down from the Vice-Chancellor position, there are still many people looking for me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Busy, so busy. Well, I’ll be going then, Claudia.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As I said that and was about to turn, my tie was grabbed and pulled hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Whoa?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I could even register what was happening, Claudia, who had pulled me, stared right at me and kissed me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as I was about to lose my mind to the ecstatic sensation and the sight of Claudia’s smiling eyes, she pulled away and whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Have a safe trip.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Can’t I just not go?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Claudia burst out laughing, and her breath tickled my nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>April 4, 1941\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moscow, the Capital of the Soviet Union – Kremlin Palace\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joseph Stalin, General Secretary of the Soviet Union and the Great Marshal of Steel, sat down with a weary face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Documents were scattered messily on his office desk, which was always kept neat, and Stalin weakly dropped the paper in his hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The report the NKVD had submitted to him clearly stated that Germany had provided what appeared to be Winter Gear to the French Army.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin wiped his face, which was heavy with deep fatigue.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The NKVD had done its job.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Stalin did not know this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was physically impossible for him to manage the Soviet Union's supply system, which was becoming increasingly difficult to handle as the military force grew, while also meticulously checking every single report submitted by the NKVD agents scattered everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The expansion of the war with the Allied Powers, which he had never wanted, was placing an increasingly heavy burden on Stalin, who was only satisfied when he managed every little detail meticulously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin keenly felt the void left by Lavrentiy Beria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although he was a bastard dog that bit its master, it was only after managing the NKVD himself that he truly realized how much Beria’s ability had been a great help to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Should I entrust it to a trustworthy guy now?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin thought so, but soon shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who could he trust?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin had been wary of Beria, but he had entrusted him with a heavy responsibility because he considered him a trustworthy guy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And that bastard had repaid him by stabbing him in the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Intel is a power that can be turned against you at any time, depending on how you feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Can the modifier ‘trustworthy’ even be attached to a human being?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin was gripped by such skepticism, but at the same time, he was achingly lonely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His relationship with his eldest son, Yakov, who had annoyed him in many ways by refusing to join the Communist Party and marrying a Jewish woman, had improved somewhat after he enlisted as an artillery officer, but he was now at the front lines of the battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his extravagant and debauched second son, Vasily, it was a relief if he just didn't cause any trouble, let alone ease his loneliness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His beloved only daughter, Svetlana, had been evacuated to Sochi just in case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Should I have left Svetlana in Moscow?’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin stared at the huge map of the Soviet Union hanging on his office wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His vast and magnificent homeland, on a different level from his miserable hometown of Georgia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pleasure and pride of the power to wield his great homeland at will had at this moment become an incredibly heavy burden, pressing down on his shoulders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin let out a deep sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even as he was doing this, the work would be piling up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This great homeland was nothing without his management ability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despite knowing this well, he was overcome by the impulse to rest, even for a moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the knock that rang out at that moment informed him that this was not a situation where the General Secretary could rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade General Secretary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It is Chief of the General Staff Comrade Aleksandr Vasilevsky and Deputy Chief of Staff Comrade Alexei Antonov.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The General Secretary straightened his slumped back, looked in the mirror to comb his hair, and finally stroked his mustache.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The lonely old man with a tired face was instantly transformed into the ruler of terror who reigned over the great Soviet Union.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At least, that was how it looked on the outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…Let them in.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasilevsky and Antonov entered and gave a sharp salute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As always, Stalin returned their salute with a face as solid as steel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade General Secretary, it is a report that the Karelian front has collapsed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy is advancing on East Karelia and Onega.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The French-Finnish Allied Forces, instead of launching an offensive on the heavily fortified megacity of Leningrad, which could be supported by naval gun fire, had chosen to head toward the expulsion of the Soviet Army from the Kola Peninsula.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The General Secretary maintained his steel-like face and asked haughtily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, what should be done, Chief of the General Staff?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the General Secretary's question, Vasilevsky hesitated for a moment before speaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“With all due respect, Comrade General Secretary, the Northern Front that was on the offensive in Finland is exhausted. At this point, it seems we should withdraw the army through the ports to reorganize the front line, even if it means temporarily giving up the Kola Peninsula…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So, you’re saying we should give up the people’s territory without even putting up a proper fight, out of fear of the French Army, which couldn't even make the small nation of Finland surrender and was defeated without putting up any proper resistance to Germany?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasilevsky fell silent at the General Secretary's sharp reaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“700,000 people have lost their lives in that frozen land. Not only are you giving up all the land occupied with their blood, but you're also telling me to give up the people's land, is that what you’re saying now?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sacrifice of those people was ultimately caused by the war the General Secretary had decided on, but no one could point that fact out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not even the General Secretary himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Vasilevsky and Antonov stood there like mutes, unable to speak, the General Secretary shook his head and opened his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nonsense. If the General Staff is so steeped in defeatism, how can the Soviet Union win the war? As I see it, the responsibility for this lies with Comrade Meretskov, who has failed to break even Finland until now with his outdated offensive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is that not so?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But Comrade General Secretary, Comrade Meretskov suggested a halt to the offensive when the French Army arrived…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vasilevsky, who was making a rebuttal, shut his mouth at the General Secretary's icy glare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin knew that Meretskov had done his best in his own way, and that he had been right in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But if he was innocent…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the General Secretary would be guilty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade Chief of the General Staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do you oppose my opinion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Th-That is…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Vasilevsky couldn't speak, Deputy Chief of Staff Antonov stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My apologies, Comrade General Secretary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seems Comrade Chief of the General Staff is in momentary shock from the unexpected defeat.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stalin slowly nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes, that could be. It would be good for you to rest for a while, Comrade Chief of the General Staff.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You are dismissed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the words that sounded like warm consideration, the General Secretary's gaze was extremely cold, and Vasilevsky, his face slightly pale, offered a salute.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will take my leave now, Comrade General Secretary!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Vasilevsky left, Stalin spoke with a slightly softened air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade Meretskov must be made an example of.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I trust you know what I mean, Comrade Deputy Chief of Staff.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I will keep it in mind, Comrade General Secretary!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The General Secretary smiled with satisfaction at Antonov's reply and asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who would be a good successor?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“…I believe Comrade Rodion Malinovsky will be able to fulfill his duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Do so.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the General Secretary waved his hand as if to dismiss him, Antonov, after some hesitation, spoke up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Comrade General Secretary, if a withdrawal from the Northern Front is difficult, how about sending even a small number of reinforcements to boost the people’s morale instead?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm, a good thought. I will take it into consideration, Comrade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Comrade General Secretary!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The General Secretary sent the beaming Antonov out with a smile, then smiled faintly to himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘Still, Comrade Antonov is reasonable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that too was fleeting, and Stalin's smile soon froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>‘I thought the same about Beria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The severe cold of winter was over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The war continues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the General Secretary’s heart, the severe cold of winter was still raging.\u003C\u002Fp>",2639,"2026-06-05T17:48:35.001Z",1,"novelbin.me","53cc2a965810ec72750387a1f4bf6948af1288edd7b930c92d44746b17ade6f2","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-135","i-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-chapter-134",190,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-don-t-need-nazis-in-my-germany-cover.jpg"]