April 13, 1945, rain.
It was raining in Berlin.
Everyone's faces were very dark, like the clouds lingering over Berlin.
Bad news came from afar.
After several days of fierce street fighting, Vienna eventually fell into the hands of the Soviet army.
At the same time, Konisburg fell, and the group of polar bears finally fulfilled their dream that had not been fulfilled for centuries and entered the capital of East Prussia.
It has been a long time since good news came from the Eastern Front, and the situation on the Western Front is probably the same.
Anyone can see that this empire is about to end.
As a soldier, maybe I shouldn’t have made too much comment on the future of the empire, but from the perspective of a husband and a father, I hope Americans can arrive in Berlin first.
God, what exactly am I talking about.
……
April 14, fog.
It was foggy, maybe it was almost clear.
There is good news, neither the East or the West Line has received any worse news.
There is no better news than no news, but anyone knows that this is just the tranquility before the storm.
In the morning, I received the order to transfer work.
Should I say that this moment has finally come?Even as a civilian, I had to pick up my rifle and shed my last drop of blood for this empire.
However, things are far from what I thought, and you will never guess what I saw.
In the basement of the Prime Minister's Office in Berlin, I actually met the Head of State!
I can't describe the excitement in my heart at this moment.
I haven't heard his inspiring speech in a long time.
Many people say that he had already escaped with his mistress, but at this moment, all the rumors were self-defeating.
He is still in Berlin!
He is still standing with us!
Although his face was a little more haggard than when he appeared in public last time.But his voice was still so contagious.
He chatted with me for half an hour and asked me a lot of things.It is hard to imagine that a little person like me was actually received by him.Sitting face to face with the great him, chatting about the past in Berlin.
As the topic ended, he asked about my loyalty.
I said: If you need it, I can now pick up the gun and die for you, whether it is to die in the east or west.
He said: I have more important tasks to hand over to you than to die.
Unbelievable, the Head of State personally awarded me the Iron Cross.
I was frightened and uneasy. I did not make any military achievements, and I was not even a fighter on the front line. How could I bear such great glory?
However, he dispelled my concerns.
If you can complete the task I will give you soon, your contribution to the Third Reich will be worthy of this medal.
I took a locked suitcase from his hand.
Then, I was taken out of the basement.
I couldn't even see my wife and daughter for the last time, so I boarded the Me262B jet and flew to Norway.
To be honest, I don't want to see them for the last time either.Because I had a premonition that this might be a one-way ticket.
……
April 15th, sunny.
Perhaps this is the last time I have recorded the weather in my diary, at least for months.
We set sail from the seabed, and set sail with our friendly ship U-234, along different directions, heading towards the same destination, Far East, Japan.
It was not until the moment I boarded the ship that I realized the seriousness of the matter.
Including me, I have fourteen people, each of them is a big shot, and the lowest-level one is also a lieutenant colonel.
If it weren't for the Iron Cross, I don't know if they would have looked at me like a little man.
But what's interesting is that no one paid attention to the medal on my chest, but instead he was more interested in the suitcase on my hand.
According to etiquette, everyone introduced themselves.Air Force commander, army colonel, carrier-based anti-aircraft artillery technical expert...and I, an intelligence station communications soldier.
God, they are all elites of the empire, why do they sit here?Sitting with me, a little man, boarding a U-shaped submarine, to perform a mission of sending messages?
……
April 20th.
According to the captain, we are now sailing above the North Atlantic Ocean and towards the South Atlantic Ocean.
Because I had arrived at the sea, someone finally stood up and introduced us to the details of the mission.
This submarine is equipped with the most cutting-edge military technology of the Third Reich, such as V2 rocket parts and drawings, Juncker jet engines, Tiger tank drawings, and all parts and design drawings of the Me-262 jet fighter.
These military technology and weapons samples will be brought to Tokyo.
As for those ten round barrels, the captain was not very familiar with the specific situation, but simply described it as the raw material for a certain weapon.
The atmosphere inside the submarine is very silent, people communicate in a low voice, or simply spend time in sleep to reduce the time to wake up.
The only person who is willing to talk to me is a nuclear physicist named Fabian.
Although I don't understand what nuclear physics is, it doesn't hinder our friendship.
He said that in such an environment, only by maintaining communication between people can we maintain spiritual health.I agree with his point of view. In addition to writing a diary, we will talk about something else.
……
April 22nd.
Today we talked about nuclear physics, although I don’t understand what that is.
U-235.According to Fabian, this is a set of ominous letters and numbers.It belongs to the number of this U-shaped submarine and is also the abbreviation of the uranium number 235 isotope.
I don't understand what uranium 235 means, I just heard from him that this thing can be used to make a terrifying bomb.
He mysteriously told me that if we could bring these ten barrels of uranium oxide to Japan, we would change history.
I disdain for this. Even though I have never been on the battlefield, I know that just a few bombs are not enough to reverse the outcome of a war.
If we could, we would have done it long ago, and there were at least 10,000 bombs pouring into London.
These bombs are different from the past.
Yeah?Compared with the V2 Rockets?
Fabian just smiled disdainfully.
It is comparable to the sum of V1 and V2 rockets launched into London.
Well, I think his spirit is starting to become abnormal.
……
May 4th.
The situation is getting worse and worse.
The Golia signal station, who was responsible for providing us with instructions, suddenly disappeared from the news.Immediately afterwards, the Navy General Communications Station located near Naun, Berlin also lost contact.
With a telegram that we received intermittently, the thing that worries us the most is still happening.
Germany has announced its surrender, and the Imperial Navy Commander Denitz ordered all U-shaped submarines to float up immediately, hang up the black flag, and surrender to the Allies nearby.
Everyone was silent in the face of this telegram.
Some people have suggested that this may be a conspiracy by the intelligence agencies of the Allied Powers.But some people also pointed out that this may be true, after all, the moment they boarded the submarine, Berlin was already in danger.
The deputy captain suggested turning on the radio and silence to confirm the authenticity of the intelligence to nearby submarines.However, the captain did not accept his proposal and gave instructions to continue sailing.
U-235 is not included in the organization and is directly obeyed by the Head of State without obeying orders to Denitz.Target Tokyo and continue to carry out the mission.
Anyway, the submarine continued to sail.But I can clearly feel that not everyone is satisfied with this order, and it even includes the captain himself.
……
May 10th.
We had just driven past Argenyan and entered the Pacific Ocean from the southernmost tip of South America.
At this point, we should have completely escaped from the siege and interception of the Allies.
Yet no one was happy with the good news.
Germany has surrendered, and we are German soldiers. Do we still have the need to continue fighting?
Perhaps we should surrender to the nearby Allies, as long as we are careful not to be caught by the British, the Americans should let us go home.
After all, we have not committed any crimes, and this U-shaped submarine has not even launched a torpedo since its departure.
……
May 11th.
Unfortunately, it happened again, but it did not come from outside the submarine, but inside the submarine.
Someone died.
The deceased was Lieutenant Colonel Bertram, who took an overdose of sleeping pills and committed suicide.
……
May 14th.
Fabian was crazy when I wrote this diary, and he was talking wildly.
I can't understand his nonsense, what, that's not physics at all, we got it wrong from the beginning.Not an atom, no, it is not matter at all.It is not that the existing technology cannot be observed, but that it does not exist at all.
He found me and confessed to me that he was the holder of the key, begging me to take out the suitcase.
I rejected him, and the task given to me by the Head of State was to send it to Tokyo, and no one could open this suitcase until then.
Seeing that I was determined, he stopped insisting.
……
June 1st.
We should have arrived in Okinawa 10 days ago, then entered a safe route and headed straight to Tokyo.
However, an accident occurred.
After arriving in the South Pacific, we turned on the radio silence, but it was not the Japanese Navy that greeted us, but the American ships.
The submarine was shot on the side wall, but fortunately we escaped.
It seems that Japan was completely defeated by the Americans in the Pacific War.Looking at the pessimistic point of view, Okinawa may have changed hands.
……
June 2nd.
The captain found Fabian.
If these 520 kilograms of uranium were sent to Tokyo, could it change the end of the war?
Fabian did not have a positive answer.
Even if the United States loses New York within a month, can it change the end of the war?
The captain was silent.Everyone knows that when the war has come to this point, the ending is no longer something that can be reversed by a city and a pool.
Where is that suitcase?
Fabian just shook his head.
It's too late.
……
June 4th.
In order to avoid the search of anti-submarine reconnaissance aircraft, we had to turn back in New Zealand.
Some people say that there is sufficient supplies on the submarine, so we should probably find an island to spend the rest of our lives.
However, some people refuted this view. After all, not everyone committed war crimes, and many people still have their families and are eager to know their safety.
In the end, the Allies made a choice for us.
On Little Barrier Island, we were surrounded by ships coming from three directions.
Should I surrender or resist to the end?
Surprise, the captain actually asked for my opinion. He had never spoken to me since he boarded the ship.
Honestly, I have a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter.I don't want to die. Although I am ashamed of the iron cross on my chest, I choose to surrender.
Hearing my thoughts, the captain breathed a sigh of relief.
It was as if the burden on his shoulders had finally been removed, and he actually said thank you to me.
……
June 5th.
Sudden rebellion.
The captain died, died of gunfire.
Fabian died, but died of suicide.
There are 7 people left now, and they are all war criminals except me.Someone suggested that I be executed because I betrayed the will of the Head of State.However, some people also said that I don’t have to be executed, I just need to be locked up.
Those who refused to surrender proposed to drive the submarine into Hauraki Bay and avoid the hunt by doing the opposite.
Fortunately, we found a trench near Port Jackson.As long as you hide it, no one can find us.
Supply enough, we hide until the end of this year. When the wind passes, we will land in Australia and spend the rest of our lives in hiding our horizon.
……
The diary ends here.
The last page is a pencil with an iron cross, and the notes on the signature are very beautiful, and they should be in the artistic font of the time.With the help of the translator, Jiang Chen read the last line of the diary.
To my lost motherland Elias
The submarine named after the Third Reich's Last Hope U235 ended up sinking in the trench forever, and the diary did not record the specific reasons for the submarine's sinking.
However, what Jiang Chen can be sure of is that this man named Elias must have opened this suitcase.
Otherwise, this diary would not appear in the suitcase.
Based on the content of the diary, Jiang Chen could infer that perhaps because he knew that his energy was about to end, Hitler placed all his hopes on the disobedient ally in the Far East.
He put black technology into this submarine, and even this suitcase that can talk to aliens.
However, this U-235 obviously failed to reverse the wheel of history.
Two months later, the United States ended the war with two atomic bombs.
Do you know what this ball is?Lin Chiling let out a long sigh and ended her analysis of the ball in her suitcase.
What is it?Jiang Chen vaguely felt that this thing might be related to the black technology that Germany took out during World War II.
And that word Help is likely to be a signal to future people.
A sender of Crane particles.Lin Chiling pointed to the small words engraved on the ball shell. Although the workmanship was rough, it was indeed igniting the Crane particle wave, although it was doing useless work to broadcast the space at the same time.
Is there anything special?
Do you still remember what I told you?Every conscious carbon-based life has its own traces of Crane particles and is usually stored in the back of the brain.
so?Jiang Chen vaguely realized something, and a chill couldn't help but crawl all over his body.
Lin Chiling took a deep breath and said quickly.
A whole iron ball brain extract, this is an artificial subcrystal...using the brain of more than 10,000 people.
Ten thousand people...
Just to convey that help that sentence that will never be heard.
It's simply crazy.
Jiang Chen said with difficulty after swallowing.
However, what shocked me the most was not these ten thousand lives.Lin Chiling paused and continued, the target coordinates of the signal transmission came from the void.
What the hell is the void?Jiang Chen couldn't help asking.
In short, it is behind the wormhole, where all physical accolades, such as space and time, are chaos.
so what?
Do you still remember the stories of the six interstellar colonial ships I told you?Three of them sailed towards the wormhole.
It was raining in Berlin.
Everyone's faces were very dark, like the clouds lingering over Berlin.
Bad news came from afar.
After several days of fierce street fighting, Vienna eventually fell into the hands of the Soviet army.
At the same time, Konisburg fell, and the group of polar bears finally fulfilled their dream that had not been fulfilled for centuries and entered the capital of East Prussia.
It has been a long time since good news came from the Eastern Front, and the situation on the Western Front is probably the same.
Anyone can see that this empire is about to end.
As a soldier, maybe I shouldn’t have made too much comment on the future of the empire, but from the perspective of a husband and a father, I hope Americans can arrive in Berlin first.
God, what exactly am I talking about.
……
April 14, fog.
It was foggy, maybe it was almost clear.
There is good news, neither the East or the West Line has received any worse news.
There is no better news than no news, but anyone knows that this is just the tranquility before the storm.
In the morning, I received the order to transfer work.
Should I say that this moment has finally come?Even as a civilian, I had to pick up my rifle and shed my last drop of blood for this empire.
However, things are far from what I thought, and you will never guess what I saw.
In the basement of the Prime Minister's Office in Berlin, I actually met the Head of State!
I can't describe the excitement in my heart at this moment.
I haven't heard his inspiring speech in a long time.
Many people say that he had already escaped with his mistress, but at this moment, all the rumors were self-defeating.
He is still in Berlin!
He is still standing with us!
Although his face was a little more haggard than when he appeared in public last time.But his voice was still so contagious.
He chatted with me for half an hour and asked me a lot of things.It is hard to imagine that a little person like me was actually received by him.Sitting face to face with the great him, chatting about the past in Berlin.
As the topic ended, he asked about my loyalty.
I said: If you need it, I can now pick up the gun and die for you, whether it is to die in the east or west.
He said: I have more important tasks to hand over to you than to die.
Unbelievable, the Head of State personally awarded me the Iron Cross.
I was frightened and uneasy. I did not make any military achievements, and I was not even a fighter on the front line. How could I bear such great glory?
However, he dispelled my concerns.
If you can complete the task I will give you soon, your contribution to the Third Reich will be worthy of this medal.
I took a locked suitcase from his hand.
Then, I was taken out of the basement.
I couldn't even see my wife and daughter for the last time, so I boarded the Me262B jet and flew to Norway.
To be honest, I don't want to see them for the last time either.Because I had a premonition that this might be a one-way ticket.
……
April 15th, sunny.
Perhaps this is the last time I have recorded the weather in my diary, at least for months.
We set sail from the seabed, and set sail with our friendly ship U-234, along different directions, heading towards the same destination, Far East, Japan.
It was not until the moment I boarded the ship that I realized the seriousness of the matter.
Including me, I have fourteen people, each of them is a big shot, and the lowest-level one is also a lieutenant colonel.
If it weren't for the Iron Cross, I don't know if they would have looked at me like a little man.
But what's interesting is that no one paid attention to the medal on my chest, but instead he was more interested in the suitcase on my hand.
According to etiquette, everyone introduced themselves.Air Force commander, army colonel, carrier-based anti-aircraft artillery technical expert...and I, an intelligence station communications soldier.
God, they are all elites of the empire, why do they sit here?Sitting with me, a little man, boarding a U-shaped submarine, to perform a mission of sending messages?
……
April 20th.
According to the captain, we are now sailing above the North Atlantic Ocean and towards the South Atlantic Ocean.
Because I had arrived at the sea, someone finally stood up and introduced us to the details of the mission.
This submarine is equipped with the most cutting-edge military technology of the Third Reich, such as V2 rocket parts and drawings, Juncker jet engines, Tiger tank drawings, and all parts and design drawings of the Me-262 jet fighter.
These military technology and weapons samples will be brought to Tokyo.
As for those ten round barrels, the captain was not very familiar with the specific situation, but simply described it as the raw material for a certain weapon.
The atmosphere inside the submarine is very silent, people communicate in a low voice, or simply spend time in sleep to reduce the time to wake up.
The only person who is willing to talk to me is a nuclear physicist named Fabian.
Although I don't understand what nuclear physics is, it doesn't hinder our friendship.
He said that in such an environment, only by maintaining communication between people can we maintain spiritual health.I agree with his point of view. In addition to writing a diary, we will talk about something else.
……
April 22nd.
Today we talked about nuclear physics, although I don’t understand what that is.
U-235.According to Fabian, this is a set of ominous letters and numbers.It belongs to the number of this U-shaped submarine and is also the abbreviation of the uranium number 235 isotope.
I don't understand what uranium 235 means, I just heard from him that this thing can be used to make a terrifying bomb.
He mysteriously told me that if we could bring these ten barrels of uranium oxide to Japan, we would change history.
I disdain for this. Even though I have never been on the battlefield, I know that just a few bombs are not enough to reverse the outcome of a war.
If we could, we would have done it long ago, and there were at least 10,000 bombs pouring into London.
These bombs are different from the past.
Yeah?Compared with the V2 Rockets?
Fabian just smiled disdainfully.
It is comparable to the sum of V1 and V2 rockets launched into London.
Well, I think his spirit is starting to become abnormal.
……
May 4th.
The situation is getting worse and worse.
The Golia signal station, who was responsible for providing us with instructions, suddenly disappeared from the news.Immediately afterwards, the Navy General Communications Station located near Naun, Berlin also lost contact.
With a telegram that we received intermittently, the thing that worries us the most is still happening.
Germany has announced its surrender, and the Imperial Navy Commander Denitz ordered all U-shaped submarines to float up immediately, hang up the black flag, and surrender to the Allies nearby.
Everyone was silent in the face of this telegram.
Some people have suggested that this may be a conspiracy by the intelligence agencies of the Allied Powers.But some people also pointed out that this may be true, after all, the moment they boarded the submarine, Berlin was already in danger.
The deputy captain suggested turning on the radio and silence to confirm the authenticity of the intelligence to nearby submarines.However, the captain did not accept his proposal and gave instructions to continue sailing.
U-235 is not included in the organization and is directly obeyed by the Head of State without obeying orders to Denitz.Target Tokyo and continue to carry out the mission.
Anyway, the submarine continued to sail.But I can clearly feel that not everyone is satisfied with this order, and it even includes the captain himself.
……
May 10th.
We had just driven past Argenyan and entered the Pacific Ocean from the southernmost tip of South America.
At this point, we should have completely escaped from the siege and interception of the Allies.
Yet no one was happy with the good news.
Germany has surrendered, and we are German soldiers. Do we still have the need to continue fighting?
Perhaps we should surrender to the nearby Allies, as long as we are careful not to be caught by the British, the Americans should let us go home.
After all, we have not committed any crimes, and this U-shaped submarine has not even launched a torpedo since its departure.
……
May 11th.
Unfortunately, it happened again, but it did not come from outside the submarine, but inside the submarine.
Someone died.
The deceased was Lieutenant Colonel Bertram, who took an overdose of sleeping pills and committed suicide.
……
May 14th.
Fabian was crazy when I wrote this diary, and he was talking wildly.
I can't understand his nonsense, what, that's not physics at all, we got it wrong from the beginning.Not an atom, no, it is not matter at all.It is not that the existing technology cannot be observed, but that it does not exist at all.
He found me and confessed to me that he was the holder of the key, begging me to take out the suitcase.
I rejected him, and the task given to me by the Head of State was to send it to Tokyo, and no one could open this suitcase until then.
Seeing that I was determined, he stopped insisting.
……
June 1st.
We should have arrived in Okinawa 10 days ago, then entered a safe route and headed straight to Tokyo.
However, an accident occurred.
After arriving in the South Pacific, we turned on the radio silence, but it was not the Japanese Navy that greeted us, but the American ships.
The submarine was shot on the side wall, but fortunately we escaped.
It seems that Japan was completely defeated by the Americans in the Pacific War.Looking at the pessimistic point of view, Okinawa may have changed hands.
……
June 2nd.
The captain found Fabian.
If these 520 kilograms of uranium were sent to Tokyo, could it change the end of the war?
Fabian did not have a positive answer.
Even if the United States loses New York within a month, can it change the end of the war?
The captain was silent.Everyone knows that when the war has come to this point, the ending is no longer something that can be reversed by a city and a pool.
Where is that suitcase?
Fabian just shook his head.
It's too late.
……
June 4th.
In order to avoid the search of anti-submarine reconnaissance aircraft, we had to turn back in New Zealand.
Some people say that there is sufficient supplies on the submarine, so we should probably find an island to spend the rest of our lives.
However, some people refuted this view. After all, not everyone committed war crimes, and many people still have their families and are eager to know their safety.
In the end, the Allies made a choice for us.
On Little Barrier Island, we were surrounded by ships coming from three directions.
Should I surrender or resist to the end?
Surprise, the captain actually asked for my opinion. He had never spoken to me since he boarded the ship.
Honestly, I have a beautiful wife and a lovely daughter.I don't want to die. Although I am ashamed of the iron cross on my chest, I choose to surrender.
Hearing my thoughts, the captain breathed a sigh of relief.
It was as if the burden on his shoulders had finally been removed, and he actually said thank you to me.
……
June 5th.
Sudden rebellion.
The captain died, died of gunfire.
Fabian died, but died of suicide.
There are 7 people left now, and they are all war criminals except me.Someone suggested that I be executed because I betrayed the will of the Head of State.However, some people also said that I don’t have to be executed, I just need to be locked up.
Those who refused to surrender proposed to drive the submarine into Hauraki Bay and avoid the hunt by doing the opposite.
Fortunately, we found a trench near Port Jackson.As long as you hide it, no one can find us.
Supply enough, we hide until the end of this year. When the wind passes, we will land in Australia and spend the rest of our lives in hiding our horizon.
……
The diary ends here.
The last page is a pencil with an iron cross, and the notes on the signature are very beautiful, and they should be in the artistic font of the time.With the help of the translator, Jiang Chen read the last line of the diary.
To my lost motherland Elias
The submarine named after the Third Reich's Last Hope U235 ended up sinking in the trench forever, and the diary did not record the specific reasons for the submarine's sinking.
However, what Jiang Chen can be sure of is that this man named Elias must have opened this suitcase.
Otherwise, this diary would not appear in the suitcase.
Based on the content of the diary, Jiang Chen could infer that perhaps because he knew that his energy was about to end, Hitler placed all his hopes on the disobedient ally in the Far East.
He put black technology into this submarine, and even this suitcase that can talk to aliens.
However, this U-235 obviously failed to reverse the wheel of history.
Two months later, the United States ended the war with two atomic bombs.
Do you know what this ball is?Lin Chiling let out a long sigh and ended her analysis of the ball in her suitcase.
What is it?Jiang Chen vaguely felt that this thing might be related to the black technology that Germany took out during World War II.
And that word Help is likely to be a signal to future people.
A sender of Crane particles.Lin Chiling pointed to the small words engraved on the ball shell. Although the workmanship was rough, it was indeed igniting the Crane particle wave, although it was doing useless work to broadcast the space at the same time.
Is there anything special?
Do you still remember what I told you?Every conscious carbon-based life has its own traces of Crane particles and is usually stored in the back of the brain.
so?Jiang Chen vaguely realized something, and a chill couldn't help but crawl all over his body.
Lin Chiling took a deep breath and said quickly.
A whole iron ball brain extract, this is an artificial subcrystal...using the brain of more than 10,000 people.
Ten thousand people...
Just to convey that help that sentence that will never be heard.
It's simply crazy.
Jiang Chen said with difficulty after swallowing.
However, what shocked me the most was not these ten thousand lives.Lin Chiling paused and continued, the target coordinates of the signal transmission came from the void.
What the hell is the void?Jiang Chen couldn't help asking.
In short, it is behind the wormhole, where all physical accolades, such as space and time, are chaos.
so what?
Do you still remember the stories of the six interstellar colonial ships I told you?Three of them sailed towards the wormhole.
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