After visiting the manufacturing process of the atomic bomb, Kinda immediately returned to Berlin and the Berlin Prime Minister's Office. After passing the guards' salute, Kinda entered his room. When he saw the door, he saw that his room was full of people. Nasha, Linsli, Rasel and Melia were sitting on the sofa waiting for him. A veiled witch was sitting beside Melia.

"Gethyun, you're back." Nasha walked up and brought Jintian to the witch of Gypsy and introduced, "Gethyun, this is Miss Barbara, the most famous gypsy witch in the world. She tells fortunes very accurately. Just now, sister Lin Sili and sister Rasier let her calculate, it's so accurate! You can ask her to calculate."

"Fortune-teller! Is she accurate? To be honest, I believe that the Maoshan Taoist priests tell their fortunes?" Jintian asked the witch Gypsy, but he did not expect that there were international liars during World War II.

Jintian's words were rolled by the eyes of all the girls. Nasha, Lin Sili pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction, and Melia said angrily, "Geth Yun, I invited the Barbara witch personally. If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will let Nasha and Lin Sili unite and let you abstinent for a year, hum,,,."

"Okay, okay, I believe, I believe, can't I believe it?" Jinda came to the Barbara witch, sat on the sofa, and said with a little question, "Ms. Barbara, you count it! I really want to know what my future looks like, but can you calculate it."

The Barbara witch smiled mysteriously under the veil and made a very tempting voice, "Master Gesiyun, many people have shown such distrust as you before asking me to tell fortunes. However, I will impress your heart with practical actions." Barbara raised his hand, took out a deck of special fortune-telling Rota cards, spread it on the table in front of Jintian, and said, "Master Gesiyun, this is the magic Rota cards passed down from my family, which can show your past and future. You can draw any of them until you draw a card that indicates completion, fortune-telling will be over."

"Okay!" Jinda drew the first card with full of doubts. But unexpectedly, the card appeared was blank. The card made the girls exclaim. Jinda asked in confusion, "Why is the Barbara witch blank? What does this mean?"

When Barbara saw this card, her face under the veil became ugly, and she said in a mysterious tone, "Strange, how could it be a blank? Is Marshal Ge Siyun a person from this world? Blank means that even the magical Rota card cannot figure out the past of Marshal Ge Siyun. Marshal Ge Siyun's past may not belong to this world, but, this, it is really unimaginable. It is the first time I saw this situation."

After listening to Barbara's explanation, Jinda felt that his whole body was shocked. His past did not belong to this world, so the card showed a blank. Is fortune telling really so magical this time? Jinda couldn't help but draw another card. This time, a bunch of bones appeared on the card, and a bloody orc holding a giant axe stood on the bones, "Barbara Witch, what does this mean? This card looks very uncomfortable."

When Barbara saw this card, his face calmed down and explained, "This card is called a bloody victory, that is to say, Marshal Gesiyun will stand on the corpses of countless people to succeed, which is called a general's success. Marshal Gesiyun, your future is full of killing and blood, and endless death."

Kimda smiled bitterly and shook his head, drawing the third card. This time a macho fish holding a harpoon appeared on the card. He was standing on the turbulent sea. Kimda asked, "Barbara Witch, does this card mean that I will look like a macho in the future."

"Haha, Marshal Gesiyun, you are really good at joking," Barbara pointed to the card and said, "This card depicts the sea god Poseidon in the deep ancient Greek mythology. This card refers to the character of Marshal Gesiyun. The sea god Poseidon symbolizes endless greed, which means that Marshal Gesiyun's character is endless greed."

"Haha," as soon as Barbara finished speaking, the girls who were listening attentively laughed and burst out laughing. Nasha tightly covered her trembling alone, pointing to Zai Jinda and laughed: "Endless greed, haha,, it's really an accurate description, exactly the same as Ge Siyun's personality, haha,"

The teasing of the girls made Jinda stare at her dissatisfiedly, and she drew another card. This time the card was painted with a gray-clothed god of death, waving a sickle to chop at the sun. This card made Jinda feel a little chilled, "Witch Barbara, what does this mean? Will I attack the sun?"

Barbara shook his head, and a burst of fear appeared in her bright eyes. She seemed to be afraid of the appearance of this card, but she still explained professionally, "Martyman Gesiyun, this is a card of fear. The above meaning is that the god of death will cause bloody storms in the country of the Sun Flag, and hundreds of thousands of people will be shrouded in the colorful halo of death in an instant. But this card also made me feel strange. It seems that the weapon that has not appeared in this world, and can kill hundreds of thousands of people in an instant. Marshal Gesiyun, to be honest, I have calculated my fate to countless people, but only the cards you draw made me feel a little incomprehensible."

Hundreds of thousands of people were instantly shrouded in the colorful halo of death? The Land of the Sun Flag? After listening to Barbara's explanation, Jintian immediately understood what a weapon that could kill hundreds of thousands of people in an instant was being manufactured. And what is the meaning of the Sun Flag's Living? It must be,,.

Kimda immediately stretched out his hand and drew out the card. This time the sect showed an angel who was extremely brilliant and dared not to despise him. Kimda smiled and asked, "What does this mean? Do you mean that I will have such a beautiful wife in the future?"

When Barbara saw the lewd expression on Jinda's face, he replied with a smile, "The card is drawn with the goddess of luck Beludanti, which means that you have always been by your side, and you don't have to worry about not having luck in your life."

"Oh, so that's it." Kimeto reached out to touch the card again, but this time the card showed the word "end". Kimeto understood that the fortune telling was over this time. "Barbara witch, will it end like this? I also want to know how many wives and sons I will have in the future?"

"Haha," Barbara smiled softly and replied, "Marty Gerthy, fortune telling is actually just a guess. It does not represent the real future. You must remember that everyone must follow their own path. As long as things are done well, they will change their destiny. Marshal Gerthy Gerthy Gerthy Gerthy, all you have to do is follow your own path, move forward, move forward, and move forward again."

"Thank you, Barbara witch, I found myself understanding a lot." Jinda stood up and walked to the window. Through the brown Berlin, there was a silver land outside. The winter in Germany was also extremely cold, but compared with the Soviet Union, the weather here was quite friendly. Jinda found that he suddenly wanted to go to the front line and didn't know how the battle ahead was. I don't know if the Caucasus Battle has ended and whether Baku has been conquered. Why haven't he received the relevant telegram yet, I really hope to get good news soon.

On November 20, 1943, outside Baku City in the Caucasus region, Obestan held a telescope and carefully observed the city of Baku, which was wrapped in heavy snow. Since Marshal Gesyun returned to Germany, the blizzard has not stopped, which made Obestan very anxious. Such weather made it difficult for the troops to move forward. After more than 100,000 troops barely stopped outside Baku City, they could no longer move forward. They could only look at Baku City. For the Germans, Baku is now a delicious food, but you can't swallow it.

"Damn Blizzard" Obestan shook the snow that fell on his head and cursed the Soviet ghost weather fiercely. After Gesi was transported away, Obestan naturally became the commander. This situation made Obestan, who was used to being a staff officer, feel a little uncomfortable. Only then did he realize that Marshal Gesiyun's endless ghost ideas were sometimes really enviable.

"General Obestin, let's go back! My little brother is almost frozen. I don't want to be a eunuch!" SS Lieutenant General Constantine stomped his feet and urged Obestin to return to the camp as soon as possible. It was a warm barracks.

"Okay! Let's go back to the camp." Obestan glared at the Soviet position in front of him with unwillingness, left the front line of the blizzard, and returned to the camp as warm as spring.

As soon as he entered the tent of the command center, Constantine rushed to the stove first to warm his body and mind, and said to Obestin on the side, "General Obestin, what should I do now? Marshal Gesyun has been back to Germany for more than a month, and we have not yet captured Baku. When will this damn blizzard stop? I really want to rush in and kill all the enemies inside."

"Yes! It's really troublesome. Do you really have to wait until spring to attack? I really don't know what Marshal Gesiyun will do here?" Oberstein only felt his brain was messy and he couldn't help but pray in his heart, Marshal Gesiyun, come back quickly!

Seeing Obestan's painful expression, Constantine boredly grabbed a sweet potato and put it on the stove and baked it. She sighed, "General Obestan, don't worry, Marshal Gesyun must be having fun now, let's rest with peace of mind! I just looked at the thermometer, and it's minus 50 degrees outside. In this weather, all the gun barrels were frozen, all the tanks and armored vehicles were turned into iron lumps, and even the light weapons were frozen and unusable. You should wait until spring slowly!"

"Hey, yes! Really, by the way, Constantine, you just said that our light weapons cannot be used, right?" Oberstein suddenly thought of something. After following Marshal Gesyun for so long, he also learned a lot of cleverness.

"Yes! What's wrong? Even the most advanced AK-47 cannot be used normally in this weather. Let's wait until the weather is good before attacking!" Constantine took a bite of the fragrant sweet potato and expressed his opinion. But his words made Obestan's lone wolf-like brain become more agile. Then, suddenly, Marshal Ge Siyun looked like he smiled and shouted, "I have a way, I have a way, I have a way to attack Baku City. God! I finally thought of a way."

When he found that Obestin had learned the appearance of General Gesiyun, Constantine bit the sweet potato and asked, "General Obestin, what's wrong with you? Why did you learn the appearance of Marshal Gesiyun? What did you think of?"

A rare smile broke out on Obestan's face that had not changed for thousands of years and said, "There are only 30,000 defenders in Baku City, half of which are militia. Their weapons and equipment are also very backward. In such cold weather, the Soviet guns and weapons must not be used. Now this situation is similar to the era of cold weapons. Since this is the case, we will use cold weapons to fight. Let the African indigenous divisions launch an attack on Baku City. Then, other soldiers launch another assault, and we use cold weapons to occupy Baku."

"Yes! You said," Constantine was also enlightened by this plan and said in a supportive tone. "African indigenous troops have completely adapted to the Soviet weather after this period of winter training. As long as they tell them that there is beef in Baku, they will definitely fight to the city. At that time, we will launch a general attack and will definitely occupy Baku and complete the Caucasus Battle."

"Okay! Just decide to recruit generals at all levels immediately and we will hold a military meeting."

"Yes! General Obestin."

On November 23, 1943, at 11:38 pm. On the Soviet position outside Baku City, Soviet captain Tsinirav was leading a patrol of more than 100 people to patrol the position in a blizzard. The blizzard tonight was a little weakened, but the temperature still reached minus 55 degrees. The cruel cold freezes everything, and exhales a breath of heat and a layer of frost will immediately form.

Even the residents who lived on this land for a long time could not bear it. All the Soviet soldiers hid in the warm tent, leaving only a small number of patrols wandering around. The team led by Zengilaf was one of them.

"Captain Zelniraf, let's go back to the military camp! This ghost weather, the Germans will not come out." A private curled up and asked Captain Zelniraf to return to the camp. This weather was really unbearable.

Tserilav looked at the howling snowstorm, enjoying the biting cold in the air, nodded helplessly and said, "Okay! We will return to the camp after patrolling this position. In this weather, I believe the Germans should not attack."

"Okay," Zelilaf's order made all the soldiers cheer.
Chapter completed!