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"I’ll drive to the lazaretto," he screamed and gassed quickly and disappeared.

If the driver had any more time, he would have seen the young adjudicate was
still on his knees. Crying.

Chapter 10

He would die in Russia. He knew it. In one way or another. It was evidently clear
to Jürgen Hahn. It was as though everything alerted him that his life was ending

here very soon. He’d lost his hearing in one ear, and he was heavily wounded, but
not handicapped. Still, he could feel that death was close.

He had been on the field-lazaretto for only a mere two weeks. There was no

doubt that high-ranking people in the system would like to see him back in
service as soon as possible. A week ago the SS General Commander, Joseph Hetz

had been visiting him.

"We have no intention of sending you home."
Jürgen Hahn had felt uneasy and confused. If the body did it’s job, he would’ve

jumped up and honored him. The General Commander was terrifying, but at the
same time one of the only few people, Jürgen Hahn looked up to and liked.

Hertz had certain similarities with a wolf. The eyes were green, the cheek teeth

pointed and the body athletic. His skin was tanned and torn, and his voice was
gloomy. Nobody doubted that he was the gateway between life and death. A

predator. A legend.

He had been in Africa and fought before he was sent to the eastern front. Rumor
had it, that he asked to be deployed at the eastern front, while he was obsessed

with the Nazi ideology, Lebensraum: To displace the Slavic peoples of Eastern

Europe and let Germanic people settle instead.
"I intend to promote you."

He pulled out a small box from his pocket and handed it to the wounded patient.

"You can call them SS General Lieutenant. You retain responsibility for the
infantry, but get parts of Panzer Division West placed under your control. You

may place the new medal on your uniform.
He paused.