I Don’t Need Nazis In My Germany

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May 19, 1940

Berlin, Northern Germany May 19th. The day the fifteen-day deadline Britain gave to France expires.

And because of that, the high command of the Fourth Empire, gloomily gathered in the conference room despite it being a Sunday, was in a state of chaos.

"What in the world do you think they're planning?"

It was a rare thing for my father, Hjalmar Schacht, but his face showed he was genuinely asking because he didn't know.

But no one in this room could answer with confidence.

France had publicly announced it would quietly cease its aid to Italy, and their volunteer force, the Hawk Legion, was steadily preparing for withdrawal.

Seeing them drag their feet until the final deadline before politely backing down, one could optimistically think they had simply surrendered.