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Part One, Twenty Years, Epilogue (8) Long Live Silem!

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    [Three major endings today, the last one should be at night.  ¡¿

    Since even John Bull with his nostrils in the sky had to bow his head and give in, the French Rooster with only half his life left was naturally unable to survive alone.

    In the early winter of 1917, tiny holes appeared in the sagebrush fields in Europe, accompanied by the unanimous ceasefire orders from the Allied Powers Group and the Central Powers Group.

    News of the armistice spread throughout the world in a very short period of time, triggering a global commotion.

    At the border between France and Italy, ragged French guerrilla soldiers climbed out of the mud, quickly threw away their old-fashioned rifles with smoothed rifling, and hugged each other with the same unkempt Italian invaders.

    Of course, the gourmets of France and the gourmets of the Apennine Peninsula are destined not to stay together for a long time. It only takes a cigarette for the two proud nations to quarrel again because of the specific way of making a certain kind of food.  A scuffle broke out.

    In the rough North Atlantic, the notorious German U-boat suddenly emerged from the deep ocean, stirring up large clouds of white water spray, exposing its dark body and majestic deck gun to the sun.

    The intercepted Allied merchant ships did not panic. The sailors stood on one side of the deck and raised their middle fingers to the fatal submarine. The German sailors were not angry either. They just stood on the low deck of the submarine and commanded.  On the top of the tower, he responded with the same action.

    In the remote and desolate jungles of German East Africa, the German colonial self-defense forces with more than one battalion forced a small number of British troops and some Indian soldiers into the hot and humid rainforest. Just as the British troops and Indian soldiers, who had lost all fighting spirit, raised the white flag to the Germans  .  Uncharacteristically, the German commander refused to surrender.

    Under the gaze of the British, the German major took out a cigarette from his coat pocket.  He sat down on his own and took a few puffs happily before realizing that the embarrassed British did not understand what he meant, so he waved his hand impatiently and ordered the British to leave quickly.

    At Tiger Camp in Kansas, the United States, countless American soldiers who had completely lost their temper after being tortured by recruit training and an unknown cold walked into the training ground reluctantly, only to be told by their instructors that they could pack their bags and go home.

    Happiness came so suddenly that most cowboys thought it was just an April Fool's Day joke that was brought forward, until the instructor ran away first.  Only the cowboys dare to confirm this fact.

    In Jed Bay, deep in the North Sea, three Mackensen-class battlecruisers, covered with colorful flags, were the first battleship formations to withdraw to the mainland of the Republic, and were sounding their whistles as they returned to port.

    The Mackensen-class battle cruiser returned home and received a warm welcome from Wilhelmshaven. The port authority and the naval base dispatched a brand-new pilot ship and the latest destroyer in service to welcome the triumphant returning warriors and citizens like stars over the moon.  Spontaneously came to the pier, waving the brand-new national flag and ribbons of the Republic.  Shout out the name of each Mackensen-class battlecruiser.

    Wearing the uniform of an admiral of the Republic, Wang Heidi stood on the crowded pier, her no longer strong body facing the colorful North Sea and the beautiful sunset of Jade Bay, just like an old man holding hands.  He squinted his eyes while holding a bottle of wine and carefully looked at every detail of the King of the North Atlantic created by him.

    "General, maybe we should go to a safer place, here"

    The appearance of the Navy God of War caused a huge commotion.  Wang Heidi's guards had to open their holsters, and while organizing a human wall near the admiral, they reached out to hold the handle of their pistols.

    ¡°Don¡¯t worry, if I¡¯m not safe in Port Wilhelmshaven, will there be a place for me in this world?¡± Wang Heidi, who was clutching the wine bottle, was obviously drunk.  He gently pushed away Brandeis, a young naval cadet who had nothing to do because of the overhaul of the battleship's power system, and spoke loudly into the sunset with the slightest warmth.

    When Heidi Wang spoke.  The slanted sun rays shined persistently on his shoulders, embellishing the admiral's slightly blushing cheeks and sublimating the admiral's graying temples.

    Wang Heidi¡¯s funny but sincere reply moved everyone present. Low laughter first came from the crowd, and then it became noisy again after a short silence.

    At first, there were only a few people who noticed the weakness and fatigue that could not be concealed behind the admiral's brilliance, and then felt that the admiral who single-handedly sent the German navy to the top of the world and pulled the chaotic Germany out of the mire was worthy of the German people.  He admired and respected him, and couldn't help shouting "Long live Silem".

    In just a few seconds, the scattered shouts miraculously became unified and converged into a common vocabulary in the crowded Navy Pier.

    "Long live Silem!"

    "Long live Silem!"

    "Long live Silem!"

    The commotion on the dock side alarmed the deceleration center.?Three Mackensen-class battle cruisers.

    Through the shouts of the residents of Wilhelmshaven, the naval officers and soldiers serving on the King of the North Atlantic learned that their beloved naval leader Heidi Wang was on the pier, greeting them in the dust, so the beloved sailors almost  Without being greeted by anyone, they put on impractical and gorgeous navy uniforms, and stood on the top of the trestle, deck and turret of the warship to salute the leader.

    "Long live Silem!"

    The sailors were also shouting.

    Young Brandeis, who temporarily acted as Wang Heidi's adjutant, was at a loss when faced with the voices of the residents of Port Wilhelmshaven calling for long live.  Young Brandeis, who was born into a family of university professors, had a keen sense of politics. He felt that the word "Long Live" was not appropriate in the land of the Republic. The grandeur of Wilhelmshaven would inevitably make the naval chief who had become a highly respected official return to his position.  On the cusp of the storm, and because the person whom the residents of Wilhelmshaven called "Hail" profoundly influenced and changed the history of Germany, Heidi Sealem, made little Brandeis feel that all this was reasonable.

    Wang Heidi is not only the best general in Germany, but also the founder of the German Republic. Although generals and democracy have nothing to do with each other, Wang Heidi is a collection of contradictions.

    In the crowd, little Brandeis instinctively raised his arms to say something, but felt that it was inappropriate for him to say anything in such a situation, so he clumsily turned around to ask Heidi Wang what she wanted to say.

    Little Brandeis just turned his head and saw a scene that he would never forget - Heidi Silem, who had been exiled overseas by the emperor for more than ten years because of telling the truth, did not hesitate to take a  As a decoy, he dared to challenge a British battle patrol twice as large as his own with five battle cruisers in the Battle of Jutland, and he commanded for more than thirty hours in the Battle of Orkney Islands. He still has legs.  There was a bullet that could not be removed. The tough man, who suffered from depression and alcoholism due to excessive mental stress and long-term fatigue, burst into tears at this moment of supreme glory.

    "It's worth it, it turns out it's all worth it!" At some point, Wang Heidi threw away the bottle of wine that she almost never left her hand. She held her face in both hands and raised her head, trying to look stubborn and strong. Then, she was beaten by someone on the pier.  The sound of "Long live Silem" from deep in the bay shattered all disguises.

    Wang Heidi didn't know what he should say. The scene of Ling Ling Zong Zong when he traveled to Germany was repeatedly replayed in his mind. The sequence was a scene of sadness or joy. He was saying something, but the words "Xilai" echoed in his mind.  "Long live M" but could not hear the sound he made at all.

    "It's worth it!" Wang Heidi clenched her fists and repeated with a choked voice.
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