Chapter 50: Hitler Gets It

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Hitler got up, not even a dent was on his temple. Fear took over him, had god rejected him? The same God—He rejected? He quickly put the gun's muzzle in his mouth and pulled the trigger.

*BANG*

Once again, he only felt a push, but no pain or wound appeared. "WHAT?! I... Is my Aryan blood so pure that I am immortal?"

He quickly tied a rope to the ceiling and hanged himself. But he waited for half an hour and saw no signs of his life leaving his body. This made Hitler laugh, "HAHAHA... I AM IMMORTAL!"

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The United States, Department of the Treasury

Secretary Henry Morgenthau Jr kept a close eye on the war. Not because he was nervous about a win, but because he was waiting for the win. The moment the Allies declared that the war was over, he was going to submit the report about the missing money to Congress for them to decide what to do with it.

He had actually forwarded the report to Roosevelt already and was surprisingly ignored as if it wasn't a big deal. Roosevelt said he has no idea what happened to the money but it's foolish to doubt Hector. All he said was to keep the file to himself until the War is over.

In total, they had found 15 million dollars missing from official accounts. All of this was signed by the president's office during the days he was there.

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Germany,

Allies smashed hard the juicy Germany from all sides with overwhelming forces. Due to Hector's previous decisions, virtually all major conflicts had been quashed across Europe and now only Germany was remaining. This made sure that Allied troops were not divided anymore.

In total, more than ten million soldiers participated in this historic Operation Free Justice. They swept the cities, towns and villages of Germany, removing the menace of Nazis. But it was all done in strict discipline as Hector didn't want the civilians to be harmed. War was a cruel thing, he knew that, and war-time crimes were easily committed and hidden, rapes of entire villages were not anything new to the ears of leading Generals. But not this time, Hector had promised that if they wanted to be home by Christmas, then they needed to be good boys. If they were not... it was not talked about.

Stuttgart and Frankfurt fell fairly easily. Stark Industries was producing planes at a pace never seen before, deploying hundreds each month. KingTech, Hector's company, was also deploying dozens of helicopters each month.

With this much firepower, no city could hold on for too long. Their final target was Nuremberg, and as soon as it falls, entire Southern Germany will be cut off. This means Austria will also be liberated, a key part of the Third Reich.

As the army surrounded the city called Nuremberg. Hector admired it, and his aid, Major Kennedy, was beside him again, unknowingly mentored by Hector. "Ah, what a beautiful ancient city. The first mention of this place was made in the year 1050, you know."

That was right, Nuremberg held great significance for the Reich. Because of its relevance to the Holy Roman Empire and its position in the centre of Germany, the Nazi Party chose the city to be the site of huge Nazi Party conventions called the Nuremberg rallies. After Adolf Hitler's rise to power in 1933 the Nuremberg rallies became a huge Nazi propaganda event, a centre of Nazi ideals.

And it was at the 1935 rally, where Hitler specifically ordered the Reichstag to convene in Nuremberg to pass the Nuremberg Laws, which revoked German citizenship for all Jews and other non-Aryans.

This was the reason why this place was selected to hold the trials, as they will do this time as well.

"The strategy is the same, the city will be bombarded, and the helicopters will land special troops in strategic locations. Then the main army will enter. Remember, do not kill civilians, but any German army dressed man you see, shoot." he gave clear orders.

And so, the city was besieged. In one day's time, it was stripped naked of all its soldiers. 30 per cent of soldiers were killed and others arrested. The civilians hid in their homes, confused about what was happening. News about the fall of the Third Reich had not reached the common folks yet.

With this major victory, the road to Berlin was clear, the contingent of 2 Million soldiers marched towards the capital of the Third Reich. At the front was Hector on his military motorbike, with him was Moony on the sidecar. Logan too had one motorbike while Kennedy used a military jeep. Behind them was a long convoy of trucks, at the same time dozens of helicopters flew over their heads, keeping a watch all around for miles to come.

The first major city on the path was Leipzig, no fighting ensued as the commanding officer of the city surrendered to Hector, surrounded by two million Allied troops, the little General was scared out of his mind. Photos were clicked and the troops cheered, as each surrender meant a day closer to home.

After this, the ride was smoother, Berlin was bombed but the road leading to it was not harmed too much. Hitler's bunker was in the middle of Berlin, along with other important buildings.

However, instead of facing heavy pushback, all they found were a few hundred soldiers blocking a bridge leading to the inner sections of the city. In front of those soldiers stood a few German officers, all in their neat and clean dresses. The giant army of the Allies scared them, the steel helicopters in the sky were their envy. Germany had tried its best to produce them but simply could not.

They would have vomited blood if they knew that it was made by the same man, Albert Einstein, whom they pushed away from Germany for being a Jew.

"Halt, wait here," Hector signalled to the Army. They all started to spread out and surrounded the inner Berlin.

Tall, muscular, old and yet scary, that's all Hector in his bloodied red coat made the enemies feel, the name 'The Red Demon' was not for nothing. He walked straight to the German General in the middle, his medals clanking on the chest, the six stars on each shoulder shining bright, on his right was the giant monster dog, Captain Moony, the butcher of Normandy as they called, standing tall proudly. On the left was Logan, the Wolverine, as the Germans called him. Logan actually liked it.

The German officer saluted, all other soldiers too. In the military ranks, be it an enemy or ally, rank was to be respected. "I am Field Mashal Wilhelm Keitel, Chief of the German Armed Forces High Command. Here to sign the Instrument of Surrender to the Grand General of the World Allied Forces."

Hector didn't say anything and simply kept looking at Keitel's face. The man was originally supposed to sign it to the Soviets, but this time Soviets were still stuck in Poland.

The British Field Marshal, Bernard Montgomery, and the General of the Army, Dwight D. Eisenhower, soon arrived and stood behind Hector. Both were five-star generals and only Hector outranked them.

"Why is it not Hitler signing this?" Hector inquired.

This made Keitel's face contort, a strain on his jaw muscle made it clear he had no respect left for the so-called Fuhrer. "He... chooses to remain in his bunker, locked."

"And Himmler?" Eisenhower asked.

"He too," Keitel replied.

Nodding, Hector told him to proceed. Quickly, some German soldiers brought a table and two chairs. As they sat face to face, dozens of photos were clicked, from the ground and the air. On one side was Keitel with his hundred men, and on Hector's side were thousands of allied soldiers.

Soon enough, the surrender was signed, and it was a total unconditional surrender. On one side Hector signed, on the other Keitel. Montgomery and Eisenhower signed on as witnesses.

Yet, the soldiers did not jump in cheer, because they had not gotten to see what they were promised. Hector folded the paper and stood up. "Now, walk with me to Hitler's bunker, Keitel. Since he is still alive, I need an instrument of surrender signed by him as well.

"Can I hope for no senseless violence to erupt?" he asked, putting his strong hand on Keitel's shoulder.

"Y-Yes... Grand General Washington." Keitel stuttered.

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After that, the march continued, this time escorted by German soldiers and their commanders themselves. Allied troops slowly spread around and took over major offices to preserve documents that could prove war crimes.

"This is it? The bunker?" He questioned, standing in front of a complex of buildings where in the middle stood a huge block of concrete. Yes, this could have survived a nuclear blast, he thought.

Keitel nodded, but also frowned, "Yes, but the soldiers inside there are under direct Hitler's command, they are the most elite of the SS. There are around 1,700 men with all the best weapons the Reich ever produced. This is the map of the bunker,"

So much help, Keitel was a good boy for now, "Good, men, arrest Field Marshal Keitel and treat him with dignity. They have surrendered, keep this in mind."

Once taken away, Logan grunted, "Seriously? Treat him with dignity?"

"Haha, he's going to die, Logan. But right now, German soldiers are still surrendering, we must show we're kind folks. Anyway, let's get things done," he turned around to address Eisenhower.

"Make the preparations, Dwight, I will return in two hours." It was a secret order.

Saluting, radiant smile plastered on his face, Eisenhower replied from the bottom of his heart, "As you wish, Grand General,"

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Hector, Moony and Logan entered the Bunker forcefully by destroying the ten-inch thick steel door. Inside was a small lobby that led to an elevator straight down.

As soon as they entered, a dozen SS soldiers, wearing thick suits like future juggernauts, attacked. They were armed with heavy machine guns. But sadly, Logan and Moony were too fast. They jumped and stepped on the walls, tackling and slashing straight where their necks were.

Hector meanwhile simply walked, as no bullet could pierce his skin. He lifted one juggernaut in the air with his palm by the helmet, "This is useless," *BAM* he caved in the helmet, crushing the Nazi's head(A/N: SS soldiers were real Nazis.)

They bloodied the entire lobby and walked to the elevator. But, it was shut down. So they forced the door open and jumped down the deep dark shaft.

*BAM*

The elevator cabin's roof got destroyed and they ended up directly inside it. It was very cramped however, "Moony, have you grown fat?"

"Bow Wooo..." ~I'm a healthy growing boy, dad, ~ he replied.

"Hahaha, fair enough," he laughingly proceeded. With the map in hand, they knew exactly where Hitler was. But first, they cleaned off those who wielded guns.

*BANG BANG...*

*BOOM*

Guns and grenades, no matter what was thrown, nothing stopped the three. Logan was in awe, "This is pretty luxurious, even more so than the White House."

Hector grunted, "Are you shaming me boy? The White House is maintained by public funds, not dictator's purse."

Inside the Bunker, all troops were killed. Cooks and assistants were the only ones left, most of them being women. They locked them in one room and proceeded to arrive outside Hitler's room. It too had a thick steel door.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Hitler twitched inside the room. The loud booms and vibrations were felt by him. His veins popped up on his forehead, his eyes turned red. Fear was clear in his stutter, "W-Who's there?" he peeked out of the peephole.

Hector smiled, his proud old face clear in the view, "AMERICA—BITCH!" *BAM*

One strong kick on the door and it flew off like a piece of plywood. Hitler too was thrown away by it, colliding with the wall. He slid off and sat down, blood oozing out of his mouth and head.

"I'M IMMORTAL! YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME! HAHAHA..." Hitler laughed crazily.

Not taking any of his words seriously, Hector smacked a nice slap on his face, immediately his cheek and lips bled, "Then why the hell are you bleeding?"

Hitler squirmed in pain. His illusion of immortality shattered. Instantly a blank page was shoved to his face, "Sign on it,"

He did it quickly. Taking a pen, with his shivering hands, he signed Adolf Hitler at the bottom. Logan put a camera on the side with a timer, and in that instant, the camera flashed. Hitler is on his knees on the floor signing a paper, Hector, Moony and Logan standing tall in front. Another historic photo was taken.

Happily, Hector took it away and put it in his pocket. His smile sent panic down to Hitler's heart, so he hugged the American President's legs, "I-I did as you asked... p-please... don't kill me..."

*THUD* He yanked his leg strongly, throwing Hitler away, his face looked grim and serious now and he spoke in the most chilling voice possible, "I am afraid that's not going to be enough, Adolf."

He lifted Hitler by his hair and tied a leash around his neck. "This is who you are, Adolf. Not a German, because they are simple people wanting to feed themselves. But you used their desperation to do all this, destroying the name of all German people. Because of you, not just the world, even the Germans suffer.

"You are the lowest of the lowest scum, and I shall treat you the way we do in hell."

[A/N: The war is nearly over, a big fight is coming soon. Then we will have time skips into decades, like the 50s, 70s, 80s. But not straight jump to the current timeline. Space, space empires and politics in space are going to be a major part of this story.]

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