The chief major general lost his cigarette butt, and then vomited a puff of smoke. He looked at the major next to him with a bitter smile. Then he tilted his head and said, "they're over. It's our turn. To tell you the truth, I really don't like this job. It makes me feel that there's no hope that this damned war will end."“ General, we are the soldiers of the head of state. If the war really ends, we will fight bravely to the moment that the head of state wants us to fight. " The major also lost the cigarette butt in his mouth. After finishing his clothes with his hands, he respectfully said to his boss. The major general nodded, then waved his hand and gave the order: "let's go!" Not far behind them, the SS soldiers with rifles stood in four rows. Unlike the Navy, the SS soldiers were dressed in Army Style woollen coats, M35 helmets and Army armed SS. Behind these soldiers, there are also SS soldiers carrying coffins, one by one. It seems that there are dozens of them. The difference is that the coffins are covered with wreaths, and there are no girls in black gauze or priests praying. Because the SS has only one belief, that is, akkado, the leader of the greater Germany party and the greater Germany? Head Rudolph. On one side, the Navy funeral guard of honor of the national defense forces walked out of the dock, and on the other side, the funeral guard of honor of the SS carried the coffin into the dock. The two teams passed by, but the air of sadness seemed more dignified. There was no band playing, no praying or crying, and the SS funeral was simple and full of unconventional details“ The great head of state, akado? Long live Rudolph! Today we die here, tomorrow we resurrect here, even if we only have humble souls, we will fight for the Fuehrer to the end! The empire is with us! The Fuehrer is with us! We are the toughest fighters in the world. As long as the head of state gives orders, we will unswervingly carry out his orders! " The major general stood in front of the microphone, raised his right hand and roared in the wind. A submarine supply ship was hit by the British cruiser fleet on the way back. Unfortunately, it failed to escape the final test. After a few minutes of fierce fighting, the supply ship was silent. All 94 young SS soldiers on the ship died, including a young SS officer, who just celebrated his 22nd birthday yesterday. The last telegram they sent back was very short, with only one sentence: "the ship is sinking, but we decided to fight back to the last minute. Long live the Fuehrer. " WOW! With his voice, the SS soldiers attending the funeral raised their right hands. They swore that they would fight for the head of state. They swore that they would rather die than fail the last time. The souls in the empty coffins they are carrying today have fulfilled their vows with practical actions, so at this moment, they will live forever. Another round of gunfire reverberated over the empty harbor. Seagulls chirp, not knowing whether they are sad or happy. This kind of ceremony is held almost every day, one after another, one after another. Some of them were submarine officers and men, some of them were submarine supply ship officers and men, some of them were transport ship crew, of course, there were some souls who were not able to wait for their own funeral until the end of the war.