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The era of military strongman is over.

According to the recalls of civilians at the German Army Headquarters, "Late at night on August 5, General Max Hoffman, Commander-in-Chief of the Eastern Front Army, broke into the office of the Director of the Military Control Commission, and had a fierce conflict with Rudendolf, the actual ruler of the Supreme Command. In the early morning, General Hoffman had just left the Army Headquarters, and Rudendolf, who was mentally disintegrated, committed suicide by lifting his gun."

A generation of famous army generals and political strongmen fell. In the dark night of Berlin, many people were celebrating each other to celebrate that they could break through Rudendolf's strong oppression and usher in a space of freedom. Fortunately, someone finally took on all the responsibility for the Berlin mutiny. Investors who wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters could escape the trial of the military court.

It can be expected that the death of Rudendolf could greatly alleviate the tension between the Army and Junker landlords, the anti-Rudendorf pan-political alliance and the navy. As for why Rudendolf rejected General Hoffman's suggestion, he left himself on the land of Germany with a touch of uneven heroic spirit, but not many people cared about it.

In the following time, the public opinion was tinkered with "thorns on the back" and blamed the unfavorable war on the front line of the empire on the worker's party's ruthless mockery. In the era of success and defeat, the dead Ludendolf became the best target of splashing water, and was constantly demonized by historians and military experts, becoming the "German national sinner" who "destroyed the empire with his own hands and would win the war." Until Wang Heidi made the final conclusion in his personal memoirs:

"That was a narrow, extreme patriot."

On the night of rebellion, history is still rushing forward on the road of "butterfly effect". Another and most important force that rewrites it is the Navy.

In fact, the Navy had the opportunity to do something in front of the Eastern Front Army. After the Navy headquarters rescued the siege, the indignant naval sailors unanimously demanded to turn the guns and go north to retaliate against the damn trench marshes, not mentioning the suppression and humiliation that the Navy suffered over the years. It was just that Marshal Tirpitz was assassinated on the night of the Great Purge and was surrounded. The right-wing motherland party, who was inclined to the Navy, was beaten up in one net, which was enough to make the Navy hate these army men who always stood a high position and twitched.

However, Wang Heidi rejected any proposals for "attacking the Army Headquarters", just muttering "doing what the Army will never bother to do", and ordered the Navy sailors to go west.

The naval leader's soft-style order surprised everyone. If the sailors had not respected Wang Heidi from the bottom of their hearts, they knew that Wang Heidi hated and disliked the army more than anyone else. They knew that Wang Heidi was not a coward who fell out of the chain at the critical moment, but were afraid that the indignant naval sailors would overturn the roof of the Navy headquarters building on the spot.

The discipline that penetrated every German bloodline and bone marrow drove the sailors to organize their weapons and continue to move westward. They swung past Tyrgato Railway Station and took the Pangut Trail in Tyrgato Park to the north with the highway of the empire's long-standing Bodhi Street.

The street under the Bodhi Tree, which was controlled by the army and implemented a curfew, was in a mess, and traces of short-term firefighting among various political forces can be seen everywhere. After more than 4,000 sailors who felt in their hearts got out of Tilgatto Park, they first ran into the Charlottemberg Palace, where the owner was gone on the north side of the street under the Bodhi Tree. After dispersing a small number of army soldiers on duty, they passed through the western section of the Bodhi Tree under the Bodhi Tree, which was scattered with Baroque buildings on both sides of the road, and finally came to the front of the Capitol.

The Capitol is still majestic. It’s just that the so-called democracy without the members of Congress is somewhat embarrassing. The extremely tired Wang Heidi stood in front of the first staircase of the Capitol, looking up at the German flag hanging low in the night. She couldn’t help but feel a little moved.

On April 10, 1898, Wang Heidi came to the Capitol as the son-in-law of Kiel's business tycoon and the darling of the navy, and persuaded the members to vote to pass the Navy Expansion Act. After more than ten years of displaced and three years of cruel blood and fire, Wang Heidi returned to the Capitol, which was of great significance to him on August 5, 1917.

This time, Wang Heidi was already the spokesperson for the interests of most industrial and commercial owners of the empire and the well-deserved leader of the navy. This time, Wang Heidi did not need to convince anyone that all order in Berlin had been completely torn apart by Rudendolf. Military veterans and political giants who could rebuild order were either exiled overseas or fell on the night of the Great Purge and Punishment. Or detained in a prison without seeing the light of day, except for the naval god of war Heidi Silem!

"The first team, occupy the Prime Minister's Office, the second and third teams, attack the Berlin Gendarmerie Command, the fourth team, attack the Berlin Police Station, and others stay at the Capitol!" Wang Heidi endured the ongoing pain caused by depression and pointed to several important places near the Capitol to assign tasks.

The officers and soldiers of the Navy Sailors each performed their duties and scattered. One-armed general Wegener looked at the disappearing back of the sailors, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he faintly realized Wang Heidi's true intention.

This bloody night with deep night, I suffered from depression for a long time, and I did not quit the disorder of the biological clock. I still had bullets on my legs. The guy sitting on the cold steps of the Capitol, covering his head and smoking was not only the leader of hundreds of thousands of navy soldiers, but also the only veteran of the military and political arena of the empire and the only master of the empire.

The order that was broken by Rudendolf needs to be rebuilt urgently. Should the Joint Army and Junker restore the imperial system, kill the upper class of the Workers' Party, or suppress the Army and Junker, establish a truly democratic republic, or exclude the Army and support Junker and the Workers' Party to establish a parliamentary state that is fully inclined to the navy. That night, the empire had too many choices, and the decision was with Wang Heidi!

Thinking of this, Weigener kept fighting a cold war, breathing rapidly, and his chest was volatile.

"Control the Capitol and the Prime Minister's Office, attack the Berlin Gendarmerie Command and the Police Department..." Weigener's throat was dry, and hesitated for a long time before he barely verified in a trembling voice: "Silem, I seem to have guessed something..."

"You guessed it!" Wang Hai rubbed the headache that even alcohol could not suppress. Sitting under the Imperial Flag at the top of the Capitol, he said in a deep voice: "Our army always can't forget the Teutonic distinctiveness of our ancestors, and is high above the guardian's posture, but many times, they are always doing petty things. Since the army is disdainful to do what they should do, then let the navy do it for them!"

As soon as Wang Heidi finished speaking, Weigener's head exploded.
Chapter completed!