"So Erika, could you tell me everything? Everything that happened inside that facility".
Rommel was known as a gentleman who only worked for the Nazis because he had to, who never sympathized with them. If I can't trust him, who can I trust then? I was going to talk, but he interrupted me.
"Wait, don't start yet," he moved forward in the chair and asked the pilot for something. The pilot gave it to him and put it on my lap, it looked like a voice recorder, he pressed the start button and gave me an affirmative sign to start.
"I've lived on the site all my life, they've been doing medical stuff to me for as long as I can remember, but a few weeks ago they said they were done and now we had to test if it had worked."
Rommel raised his hand to his chin "Sons of bitches, it worked, and with it, you killed dozens of my soldiers, were there more like you?"
I shook my head, "All the children died except me" he seemed surprised, "How many children were there?"
"300 or so they said they wanted to create an improved Aryan race and that I was the first of those to follow."
"Okay," he pulled the chocolate out of his jacket, "When did they start giving you the panzerschokolade?"
It never, ever crossed my mind that the chocolate they gave me was the famous panzerschokolade, it's unbelievable that to use my powers, I have to take drugs, even though I did it in the empire, but it was only the mental effects! I never used real drugs.
Rommel seemed to get more frustrated every time I spoke, his frustration was palpable, I think it was because of what they did to the children.
"Did they do something to you?"
A strange question came out, leaving an awkward silence of a few seconds.
"Something?" I answered. Rommel used his hands to massage his head.
"Did they touch you anywhere weird?"
Shit, what a question, though I guess it's normal to ask when you rescue a girl who's been used for experiments for an evil organization. What's really evil in a world where Nazis rule?
"No."
Rommel sighed, "Okay, okay, Erika, take a break" he grabbed the recorder. He turned it off, pulling a map out of his military suit.
Rommel seemed to be concentrating hard on the map as he frowned, I looked behind the car and could see the convoy, they reminded me of the first vehicles after the second world war. It looked like a Leopard 1 but rougher. The APCs looked like tin cans with wheels along with what looked like an evolution of the MG-42. Finally, the IFVs looked like slanted tin cans with tracks and big autocannons or so it seemed.
I seemed to spend too much time looking at the vehicles as the tank commander just behind us started to salute me, I quickly turned around and returned to my previous position.
A world where the Nazis won the second world war, what a sick thought, yet the communists are invading? The SS were staging a coup d'état? What a horrible world.
The convoy stopped out of nowhere, looking straight ahead, I saw a radio operator emerge from an APC and approach the car. He stood in front of us and gave a brief salute.
"Orders from the Fuhrer, the SS have surrendered. Himmler is in the custody of the Wehrmacht, on his request, he has said to go directly to Germania, where the child will be under the protection of the Fuhrer".
"So? A coup d'état and you haven't even lasted a bloody week? I didn't even have time to kill over 3000 of those bastards," he slammed the car door angrily, "Orders about the prisoners?
The operator turned his head from side to side, Rommel smiled and settled back in his chair, "Kill them all, we will never again have a chance to eliminate cancer in this way, the more who die today the less trouble they will give us tomorrow, they are not prisoners of war, they will be back in society in a few months, people with military experience humiliated and fanaticized, I refuse to let them give the opportunity to screw more our country, execute them all."
The soldier affirmed and returned to his position, Rommel turned to look at me and then looked at the driver, "Direction Germania, the rest of the division will take care of the job."
The car pulled off the road to overtake the long convoy and returned to the road when it finally overtook.
"Germania?"
Rommel put the map aside and turned to me, "The culmination of world architecture created by Speer, the best city in all the world, our capital."
"Speer?" I asked, I had to get as much information as possible, knowledge is power in the end.
"One person, don't worry about such things, you will be taken into party custody, and hopefully the SS will disappear, good news at last."
Rommel after that started to ignore my questions, and eventually, I fell asleep.
Voting time! This time it's not a Tanya decision but a plot decision!
1)I woke up in Germania, what used to be known as Berlin...
2) I woke up while Rommel was shouting and heard a phrase from Rommel that gave me a feeling of fear, "ALL FORCE MARCH TO KIEW! KEIW IS UNDER SIEGE"
Oh no, a wild West Russian war appears. And is it just me, or is Tanya's age in literally 9/10 fics just absurdly low? I can get her being around 10~14 and above doing crazy stuff. Still, when she is 9 or something, you would have something exactly like what happened over Nordern. A young child simply wouldn't have the build to actually do anything intensive that would be required at a military level. Which, to be fair, could be written off as magic but doesn't escape the point.
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