"Soviet devil, get out!"
"Soviet devils, come back next time, it will end up like this!"
Both ends of the high valley were full of Iranians. They stood from a high position, looking at the retreating Soviet troops.
The battle is over, the two countries have signed a peace agreement, and the Soviet army will withdraw from Iranian territory.
At first they came over proudly, but now they are all dingy, there is no look in their eyes.
They tried their best, but they did not win. They fought fiercely for two days, blood was flowing, and they did not completely control Qazvin. Now, they are leaving.
Their hearts are extremely lost, but compared to the land that has been asleep here, compared to the corpses in the truck behind, they are lucky.
They are still alive. In this troubled world, being alive is the lowest requirement for people. As long as they are alive, they are the happiest.
"Brother Yakov, I really don't want you to leave." At this time, in the royal palace of Tehran, there was actually a "parting of life and death."
Princess Ashraf with a pie-faced face is holding Yakov's hand, not wanting him to leave.
In the past few days, Yakov has not suffered any more damage. It can even be said that he is still very comfortable. He lives in Princess Ashraf’s bedroom. Every day, he can chat with Princess Ashraf. Talking, after a few days, the two actually called each other siblings.
Now, the exchange of prisoners of war is about to take place, and Yakov will also be sent back to the Soviet Union. Princess Ashraf is reluctant to give up.
"Well, let's not meet again, let us live in each other's hearts and leave a better impression." Yakov said.
It is cruel to meet again. Yakov knows that the current retreat is only temporary and a political consideration. If the two meet again next time, they may be on the battlefield again, Jako The husband no longer wants to set foot on the land here.
Yakov turned around and got into the car in front. He didn't look back. He didn't want to see the princess shed tears.
Finally, the car started, and Yakov closed his eyes. Thinking back to these experiences in Iran, he felt like a dream.
"Okay, it's gone, no acting." A voice came from behind Princess Ashraf. When she turned her head, it was her brother Pahlavi.
"I really don't know, what is good about this Soviet man, what are you doing so **** him?" Pahlavi said.
"Hmph, you idiot, you don't understand at all. Maybe one day, our royal family will rely on this person to save it." Princess Ashraf stomped her feet and turned and left.
In her heart, there was a small deer beating. Up to now, she didn't know if she was touching her true feelings.
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Wolf den.
Stalin's reply simply made all the high-level Germans sneer at it. This group of polar bears, it turns out that this is what they can do!
"Inviting me to a military parade in Moscow reminds me of an ancient story in the East called Hongmen Banquet." Cyric said.
Now, Reinhardt has noticed that the Soviets are working on an extremely confidential project. Up to now, he only knows what is called the Thunderstorm Project. The content of the project has not been obtained yet, and Cyrek guessed it. This must be a military plan for Germany.
And Germany, at the same time, is actively preparing to invade the Soviet Union and formulate the Barbarossa plan. Both sides are calm on the surface, but in their hearts, they want to swallow each other immediately.
Running to the military parade at this time seems to be very dangerous, and the other party is uneasy and kind.
"Head of State Cyrik, for your safety, we still don't agree to the request of the Soviets. It is enough for us to send a marshal or an admiral to pass." Scherner suggested to Cyric.
The Soviets were not at ease, and there was no need for them to take risks.
Intellectually, Cyric knew that he shouldn't go, and if he didn't go, there would be no loss. However, Cyric always wanted to see, this excitement was beyond his control.
"This year, we went to Moscow's Red Square to review the Soviet army. At this time next year, we will go to Moscow to review our own army." Cyric said: "How can we miss this grand occasion? !"
In April and May next year, launch a large-scale offensive. It will take a few months to reach Moscow, and then review your own army in Moscow, just like in Paris. This scene will make many people think about it. Enchanted.
"Head Cyrek, your idea is very good, but even so, you can't take risks. Your safety is more important than conquering the Soviet Union." Schelner continued.
Scherner was one of the few people who dared to speak out against Cyric, but his words were entirely loyal.
"That idiot Stalin actually invited me to Moscow at this time, so that the Western world led by the United States ~ www.novelhall.com ~ wants to support the Soviet Union, there is no reason." Cyric said: "I definitely can't If I miss this good opportunity, I still have to talk to Stalin. In this way, the United States must think that our two countries are going to form an alliance. This is a huge disaster for the United States."
Cyric had found a reason to persuade his men.
In fact, there is no need to worry about security. The Soviet state system determines their strong control over the country. It is difficult for anyone to murder at the scene of the military parade. If the German head of state dies in Moscow, then the Soviets don’t want to live anymore. Germany will have enough. An excuse to start a war against the Soviet Union.
The Soviets were definitely not ready yet, otherwise they would not invite themselves to the military parade, but would directly start working in Iran.
The Soviets invited themselves to participate in the military parade to see what Roosevelt looked like. Thinking of this, Cyric felt that this was a good decision that could not be better.
Cyric's good mood didn't last long. Soon, he saw an adjutant walking in from outside with the latest news.
"Führer Cyric, just got the news that Mussolini is threatening Greece with war!"
Mussolini? How could this rogue party leader not worry about himself? Hearing this news, Cyric's face suddenly changed. The combat effectiveness of the noodle army is obvious to all. What can they do? It's pretty much used for funny.
They attacked France and were driven back by France. Without Germany, they would not even be able to obtain half an inch of French land. The African war was launched, and the British army broke into Libya. They almost hit their own oil fields. Now they are going to Greece to refresh their lower limit of combat effectiveness!
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