Fall of the European Empire

Mike Welham

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Following the end of the Second World War, a secret organisation established in Germany continues the work begun by the Nazis towards the domination of all of Europe and beyond. Gone are the bombs, blitzkriegs and mass slaughter, as control of the European Union will fulfill the destiny of the Fourth Reich through a powerful force: money. The vast unregulated wealth generated by the EU secretly supports the cause. Money buys power through personal greed and corruption, allowing the manipulation to proceed unchallenged.Dan Pierce, a former French Foreign Legion sniper and now a "facilitator", is hired by the Excalibur Foundation to gather evidence of the secret activities in the Castle Stoltz. However, Dan is soon drawn into the powerful and dirty world of politics, where people sell their souls for money and power.

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• Political
• Politics

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• Publié par: eBook Versions
• Date de parution: 26 octobre 2015
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781843963738
• Langue: English

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FALL OF
THE UROPEAN
EMPIRE


Mike Welham




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Contents


Cover
Copyright Credits
Title Page

Prologue

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty

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Prologue


The convoy of four vehicles moved slowly through the war-torn streets of Berlin. They had little choice but to go slow, as the Allied bombing raids had reduced most of the city to rubble. It required many men, women and even children to clear the debris and keep clear the semblance of roads; they were in fact men and women who were part of Hitler s conscripted labour force, working under threat of death to keep the roads open. The children joined them in the hope of food, any food that would keep them from starving. The second vehicle of the four was a staff car with its driver; SS Hauptsturmfuhrer Kramer and Oberguppenfuhrer und General der Waffen SS Franze von Krupt sat huddled in the back, peering out of the windows and surveying the desolation and destruction. Von Krupt reflected on the fact that he had made the same journey some twenty-six years earlier, following the end of the First World War, when he drove through those same Berlin streets on his way to meet with members of the General Staff. He had looked out of the vehicle s windows then at a people who were not celebrating victory, but visibly suffering defeat. Now the German population faced an even greater defeat this time, where the devastation of the Motherland and Berlin was almost total. He could not understand how any civilians had survived the aerial bombardment, but they had; so many of them could be seen rummaging about on the streets looking for food, in fact for anything that would help them sustain life until the nightmare was over. He saw their children playing amidst the rubble and dead bodies. It was a macabre sight and he felt it personally. Back in 1918 he had joined the General Staff and had been drawn into the wave of creating a new and more powerful Germany. Britain and France had placed intolerable demands on the defeated Germany, demands that could not be met and could not be accepted.
Von Krupt turned to face SS Hauptsturmfuhrer Kramer whose face showed despair at the carnage.
I did this journey in 1918 having told the General Staff about an interesting situation I encountered on my retreat to Berlin. I discovered a bar that was full of German soldiers there were all ranks present listening in silence to a corporal who, standing on a box, was giving a speech. He was a funny-looking man, rather thin, with a pale complexion topped with stark black hair combed to one side. A little black moustache under his nose made him look quite comical. That corporal had captured the very hearts of all those men, blaming Germany s failings and pending defeat on the General Staff and the officer corps. The soldiers, including senior NCOs and junior officers I might add, were listening and agreeing. I told the General Staff as a joke that the corporal might be the future of Germany. How right I was, because the corporal s name was Adolf Hitler, who of course became our Führer.
Kramer turned and looked at von Krupt, an officer who respected and looked after his men, but showed no mercy to the enemy, military or civilian.
This cannot be the end, sir. There must be a future for Germany.
Yes, there will be and it has started right now. We will be that future, which must be based on a united Europe headed by Germany.
Kramer looked back out of the car s window as it moved through the street. In his mind he could not see how Germany would ever lead anything again; but von Krupt had seen it before, following the defeat of Germany in 1918.
Von Krupt had been selected to command the Leibstandarte SS Adolf Hitler, which was part of the military arm of the SS. They were considered to be the elite of the elite and the entry requirements were such that every member had to prove pure Aryan ancestry for at least one hundred and fifty years and have a minimum height of five feet eleven inches. Being physically fit was a given, as was carrying out orders without question. There were those who questioned whether Hitler himself would have met the criteria; but nobody ever challenged him on that point.
The front vehicle carried eight personally selected men from von Krupt s SS unit. These were seasoned soldiers, having fought in Russia through both the attack and the retreat. Following the Russian debacle, they regrouped and were sent to France to stop the Allied advance towards Germany. Each man was heavily armed and realised that the end of the war was in sight but that they were not going to be the victors. The third and fourth vehicles were larger; within their covered backs, they carried a collection of valuable objects guarded by more soldiers. The objects had been looted as the Germans blitzed through enemy countries and sent to Berlin to fund the war. Now they were being moved to safe locations, ready for use by loyal Germans in the future, as Hitler in his Berlin bunker had no use for them.
Von Krupt had spoken to Hitler a few times but generally avoided contact with the man; however, because of his position he had seen him many times. This was not surprising as von Krupt was a soldiers man, a fighter, a leader who spent his time with his unit gaining the men s respect; he commanded from the front. Sitting in the back of the car as it bounced along the road, swerving to miss holes and debris, von Krupt felt a deep anger with the situation. Hitler s high command satisfied their egos through irrational orders and decision-making whilst not having any real military experience. As the war had progressed, their decisions and orders became yet more illogical until they were relying on old men and boys as soldiers. Von Krupt had been summoned to Berlin to meet with other senior officers who could foresee the demise of Germany. They needed a plan for the future and that included stockpiling wealth. Von Krupt had a massive castle in Bavaria with a maze of underground passages and vaults, which had been camouflaged over the years to hide them from searches and theft. It was agreed that the castle would be used to conceal a vast stash of treasure including a large volume of gold bullion. He was transporting an important consignment from Berlin whilst more stashes of accumulated valuables were being sent from other locations. The gold accrued from many sources had been melted into ingots, each stamped with the swastika.
Moving clear of Berlin, the small convoy continued to head south towards Bavaria. They knew it would not be an easy journey as they had to endure the risk of meeting rogue soldiers who had deserted their units in order to avoid capture by the Allied troops or being killed in futile military actions. Added to that was the enemies aircraft which had unchallenged air superiority and would attack any potential targets, especially military vehicles. They had travelled for about six hours when they reached the outskirts of a small town which just looked war-weary. The convoy pulled off the road into the shelter of a small wood before von Krupt gave orders for the lead vehicle to carry on and recce the town.
The two large vehicles had pulled up behind von Krupt s car; the soldiers climbed out and stretched their arms and legs but kept their weapons to hand and their eyes open. The lead vehicle sped through the town and at the far end found a small oddball defence force. They spoke to its leader before turning their vehicle around and returning to the remainder of the convoy. Pulling up alongside von Krupt s car, Sergeant Kepler reported his findings:
Sir, at the end of the village there is a small army unit made up of old men and boys from the local area. Their orders are to defend the town at any cost; they have not seen any enemy or deserters so it s clear to pass through.
Von Krupt nodded. Let s press on; we can find a place to stop on the other side. I want to get well clear of Berlin. The Russians were making good progress in attacking it and we have no intelligence as to how things are at this time.
Yes, sir, said Sergeant Kepler, who shouted at the men:
Mount up and move out.
The vehicles moved away and progressed through the town. Passing through, there was little activity from the locals; clearly the town had seen better days. Moving out the other side of the town, they saw the defence force sitting by the side of the road. As they passed by, von Krupt peered out of the window to look at them and did not like what he saw. He ordered the driver to stop the car; once it was stationary, he climbed out, followed by Kramer. The men in the lead vehicle, which had stopped and reversed back, climbed out to provide protection for their leader.
Von Krupt faced them. The seni