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Halstead leaned forward on his thighs. “Exactly. The Weimar government is nothing but a bunch of traitors, men who stabbed the Army in the back. It is time to wipe the slate clean, to begin Germany anew! When you lead marinebrigade Ehrhardt into Berlin, allow me to be your voice. You will need the support of the trade unions, and the trade unions are under the spell of the Social Democrats, who will call for a general strike that will shut down the country and force you to allow the return of the SPD—” Halstead allowed his proposing to putter out when he saw that the general was giving no reaction. Lüttwitz stared, not glared, at Halstead for a long while, then rose for a final time. “Ludwig will see you out, Corporal. Again, I am flattered that you took the time to come all the way from Münich.” The general motioned for Halstead to follow him as he walked to the door and opened it onto an ornately furnished hallway. “Happy New Year.” “Yes, Happy New Year,” Halstead replied after he stepped into the hallway and before the door slammed shut in his face. |