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    While Weidling was with Hitler, Eva Hitler took Todd Jung to her room.  <-> She gave Jung a silver-grey fox fur shawl that she had obviously never worn.  Jung wondered what Hitler and his wife would talk about when they were alone. The two of them lacked the common topics of conversation that most newlyweds share.

    Jung was also wondering how he could escape from the center of Berlin wearing such a silver-gray fox fur shawl.

    General Weideling has returned to the command post in Budler District at this time.  Along the way, he avoided artillery bombardment and bent down to rush through ruins one after another.  For a man in his fifties, undertaking such a journey was too overwhelming.  At one o'clock in the afternoon, an hour after he returned to his headquarters, an SS-Stumbannf¨¹hrer II arrived from the Reich Chancellery, escorted by an advance team.

    He handed Weidling a letter bearing an eagle, a swastika and the word "Hitler" in gold-plated capitals.  Hitler instructed Weidling in the letter that surrender would never be allowed.  If able to rendezvous with other combat units, Weidling could implement a breakout.  "If no other troops can be found after the breakout, then organize a small group of troops to continue fighting in the forest." This forest was the forest that Hitler refused to "wander in."  Weidling suddenly became energetic. He rode a reconnaissance vehicle of the "Nordland" division from one position to another, notifying the commanders to be ready. They would break out westward from Charlottenburg at 10 p.m.

    Before lunch, Hitler summoned his personal aide-de-camp Otto Kinsche, SS-1st Sturmbannf¨¹hrer, and gave him detailed instructions on how to dispose of his and his wife's bodies. Hitler then discussed it with his nutritionist Konstanz Mann.  Ziali, as well as the two remaining secretaries Jung and Christian, had lunch together. Eva Hitler probably had no appetite and therefore did not eat with them.  Although Hitler seemed very calm, they did not talk during the meal.  <h1></h1>

    After the meal Hitler came to his wife's bedroom.  After a while, the two of them appeared in the corridor of the front hall. Ginsche had summoned the core members of the Nazi party to come here.  Goebbels, Bormann, General Krebs, General Burgdorf and two secretaries said their final farewells to them.  Goebbels's wife was clearly in disarray.  He stayed in the underground bomb shelter room and did not come out.  She took over this room from Dr. Masur.  Hitler wore his usual attire of black trousers, a gray-green military jacket, a white shirt and a tie. This attire clearly distinguished him from other Nazi leaders.  Eva Hitler wore a black dress with pink flowers on her chest.  Hitler shook hands with his close colleagues indifferently and left.

    The lower room of the underground bomb shelter has been cleaned, but it is not deathly silent. No one seems to have heard the sound of Hitler shooting himself in the head.

    Just after 3:15 p.m., Ginsche, Goebbels, Bormann and Axmann, who had recently arrived at the Chancellery, followed Hitler's valet Heinz Ringe into Hitler's living room.  Others peered in over their shoulders, and the door then closed in their faces.

    Gingsche and Ringer carried Hitler¡¯s body wrapped in a Wehrmacht blanket to the corridor.  Walked up the stairs to the Garden of the Prime Minister's Office.  Ringer secretly took off his master's watch, which did not bring him any benefits, because he still had to find a way to dispose of it before the Soviet army arrived and turned him into a prisoner of war.

    Eva Hitler¡¯s body¡ªthe poison made her lips curl slightly¡ªwas also brought up and placed next to Hitler¡¯s body, not far from the exit.  Someone then doused the two bodies with gasoline from civilian oil drums, and Goebbels, Bormann, Krebs, and Burgdorf paid their final tributes to the F¨¹hrer in turn.  They raised their hands in a Hitler salute as paper and rags used as kindling were thrown over the two bodies.

    An SS guard who had been drinking with a group of people in the canteen watched the scene from the side door. He quickly ran down the stairs to the underground bomb shelter.  "The F¨¹hrer has been cremated," he shouted to Rochus Meese. "Don't you go and see it?"

    Hitler's death obviously stimulated Goebbels.  Goebbels and his wife began to commit suicide according to the original plan. Looking at the six healthy and innocent children, Mrs. Goebbels hesitated.  But when I saw Goebbels shaking his head with a sad face, I immediately became heartbroken.  Goebbels's six children were in no danger of becoming orphans; their parents were prepared to take them with them to hell, or rather to death.  It is to send them on their way first.

    Goebbels¡¯ children seemed to enjoy their new life in the underground bomb shelter.  After each explosion that shook the underground bomb shelter, the boy Helmut would make an announcement, as if it was just a game.  Uncle "Adolf" doted on them.  They were given plenty of sandwiches and cakes and placed on the coffee table covered with a stiff monogrammed tablecloth.  The kids evenf0c;They sacrificed their lives for these people, but these people looked at them coldly.

    The squad turned and left, and the soldiers who were still fighting found themselves outcasts, no longer brave defenders but a danger.  In hospitals, and even an infectious disease hospital, nurses immediately confiscated the weapons of newly arrived wounded so that the Russians would have no excuse for shooting them.

    Ziegler, the former commander of the "Nordland" division who was staying at the Reich Chancellery, suddenly appeared at the German Air Ministry in Wilhelmstrasse.  Needless to say, he understood the urgency of the situation.  However, to everyone's surprise, a platoon of only 20 foreign volunteers, commanded by a Belgian, also arrived.  The platoon was laughing loudly, and one soldier present wrote: "It looks like we just won the war." (To be continued.)
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