The Ice-Cold Embrace.

By order of the Fürher, you must post an update now!

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I've been working on it tonight. To give away a spoiler(blanked out), the next installment includes a rundown of the destruction of a village and the murder of everyone therein, and as such I am finding it difficult to get the balance right. I've already binned four versions of it as either being too tasteless or too a matter of fact. I want to get the balance right.

To be honest, this is the most difficult installment of any of the timelines I've ever done on here. It will be up soon though.
 
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Misistry of Propaganda and Enlightenment, 3/8/41 02:40am.

Josef Goebbels was furious. He could not believe that the fat aristocratic oaf had out-manoeuvred him. He was now effectively neutered and as it stood he knew it. It infuriated him, it gnawed away at him like a worm infesting an apple. He had done everything in his power to serve Germany and his beloved leader. Now, with the undoubted genius of Hitler cruelly denied to the German people, he was being left to serve undoubtedly inferior masters. Looking into space, in the deserted ministry, he had already decided that tonight was one night when he would stay in the office on his own.
 
It was the injustice of it all that grated the most.

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Zychlin, 3/8/41. 5:00am

Part of an SS Division, together with a Police Battalion surrounded the village. The inhabitants of Zychlin did not know it yet, but this was to be the last morning they would hear bird-song. Leading the assault was the bold and brave SS Grpnfhr. Mulverstadt. For this action, he was to be awarded the Iron Cross with Oak Leaves.
 
At his request, music was to be played throughout this absolutely necessary and joyous occasion. Was it not the case, after all that a traitor amongst the tribe who came from this hovel, this nest of vipers had attempted to take the life of the man who was leading holy mother Germany on a crusade against the godless Bolshevists? At his order as it reached five o’clock exactly, the music of Zarah Leander blasted out of the trucks, Bei Mist du Schön. A jolly song for such righteous duties.
 
The troops broke through the ghetto banging on every door. Every inhabitant, be they Polak or Yid was aroused from their slumber to the music, drowning out the barking of the dogs and the guttural growls of the tough NCOs. The Polaks were the first to be dealt with, herded en masse to their church where they were locked inside. A mother, pleading pushed her babe into the arms of a Sergeant who, finding the terror and pain he was inflicting amusing, decided to use the child as a football, kicking it over the screaming crowd towards the alter. He was later to receive a commendation for his bravery in the action. Amidst the screaming, the doors were locked and the building set alight by flame-thrower.
 
Amidst the confusion, there were a few who tried, in vain to escape this justice. The dogs were set on them, and those whom the Police Battalion guarding the perimeter of the village decided were worthy of a quick death received a bullet.
 
The Jews, herded into the square, watching the fate of the Poles were now under no illusion as to their fate. The only reason they were still alive as it stood was that even now, Mulverstadt insisted on maintaining his principles of segregation, even in death. In this small way, he felt he was doing the Poles a favour.
 
The Jews were then made to form an orderly queue. Ten at a time, they were sent to the back of the church to be given a bullet. It took a total of five hours to kill the Jews. After they were finished off, every building in the village was set alight. Justice was served.

All to such jolly music.
 
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Dystopia...

Frighteningly imaginable reaction from the Nazis. Subscribed. Like another poster commented I was a fan of your Halifax TL. Suspect will be a fan of this too but in a very different way!
 
Glad to see it had the intended effect. I was terrified I'd get the balance wrong, but it seems I judged it correctly.
 
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