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In fact, through the transversal street that we took, a column of tanks started to move
towards us. A Oberführer was in command named Otto Meyer, to whom we knew because
von Grossen achieved three years ago, that he dictates us a conference of armored cavalry: he
was a young officer of legendary courage and great professionalism for the conduction of
motorized troops. He had fought in France and Russia, and surviving, apart from causing great
casualties to the enemy. When Rudolph, after my first mission, made allusion to that I would
be one of the youngest Oberführer of the German Army, included without doubts to Otto
Meyer in his plural concept. Now he had been convoked for the Battle of Berlin, the last one,
and he would die surely.
He stopped his panzer and went out through the tower: –Kurt von Sübermann and the
Tibetan Legion! Hahaha. I’d have never expected to find you here, secret agent! Where a hell
you think you’re going?
–Otto Meyer! –I screamed moved–. I never imagined to see you again neither. Oh, Otto:
this is the den of the Führer. They must go to the Chancellery!
–But if they are few blocks! Don’t worry they will. Tell them to march protected by the
panzers and I will leave them in the own door. And you come to the cabin, I want to speak with
someone who is not mad yet, as everyone in this city.
Fifteen minutes later the five panzers stopped in front of the Chancellery, which almost
not existed, except for the underground bunkers; and the Tibetan Legion was formed in the

garden. The astonishment of the Brigadienführer Mohke, commandat of the Chancellory,
had no limits, at contemplating that troop of Asian faces.
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–The Tibetan Legion, special formation of the 1 Panzerdivision Leibstandarte Adolf
Hitler, is present to take the guard of in the bunkerführer!
–Heil Hitler, my Brigaidenführer! –I presented and saluted screaming.
That reinforcement resulted suspicious to Monhke, from which he had none new, and
he thought in a possible desertion of the front, but he got calm when I proved him that our
destiny was Italy, from where we logically had to retire, and I communicated him that Himmler
was informed about our march to Berlin.
–Now, if I can, I must complete the mission that the Secret Service entrusted us, –I
requested.
–For me, you comply with your duty, Brigadienführer. Here there is nothing else to do
–affirmed with lugubrious tone.
Were the 10 in the morning. I heard when they said to Otto Meyer that the Führer was
resting, that he could receive him. The heroic Meyer had tried to see the Führer before
undertaking a trail from which he perhaps would never return. I made him signals to wait for
me and I said goodbye forever to Bangi, Srivirya, and the fifty warrior lopas of the Tibetan
Legion. Why describe what was that farewell? It is enough to add that even 35 years later, I see
them clearly in the garden of the Chancellery in ruins, lifting the arm to salute me militarily,
and I hear the voice of the Gurkha saying «Goodbye Shivatulku! Don’t suffer for us, that soon
we will meet in another war, fighting beside the Gods!».
–The Gregorstrasse? –Repeated Meyer, in interrogatory tone–. But that is in the
Gipfelstadt: tiy must cross the Door of Brandenburgo and cross the Thirgarten. Look Kurt,
since some days ago the Russians are trying to occupy the Thriergarten but they have not

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