Sorry guys, but this is my last few weeks before all my coursework has to be handed in, and I have loads to do! So updates may not be regular. Oh, and I got an A for that Till Death Do Us Part opening chapter to a story! I'm very happy with that

, so thanks to you all for proof-reading it!
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Hitler howled with anger when the report came to him.
"Rommel managed to be defeated by a small British force?! That stupid son of a b*tch is going to pay for this! Tell him to return to Berlin for court-martial!" Hitler growled.
"Sir!" the aide raised his arm in salute and ran from the room to avoid Hitler's temper.
"Now, we hold Paris, but only with one infantry and two Panzer regiments. Wellington has only two infantry and one tank regiment, although they are battle-hardened, elite troops. We have two infantry regiments moving up to take positions in Paris, which should mean it will hold. Then we can attack once more." Hitler listened as his commanders gave their news, opinions and advice.
"We should still be attacking! Rommel wasted an entire Corps which was supposed to destroy France!" Hitler screamed.
"Sir, that is over now! You have to calm down, what has been done cannot be undone! Now shut up and listen to what we have to say!" Admiral Donitz had had enough.
Hitler looked startled, not used to being talked to like that by anyone.
"Very well." he said more calmly.
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Wellington received reinforcements of two tank regiments and one infantry regiment, courtesy of Winston Churchill, who was eager to appear strong and decisive in the public eye.
Damned politicians, Wellington thought grimly. He hated them, except when they did something unexpected like actually give him more troops. But most were complete and utter idiots, apart from that American President, Kenny, or whatever his name was. Now he sounded like he was a stronger man than most politicians.
Wellington's second in command, the Earl of Uxbridge turned to him.
"Think we can do it with these men?" he asked.
"Well, these men scare the hell outta me, so god only knows what they do to the enemy!" Wellington winked.
Then he ordered the advance.
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Rommel had escaped north to command the Paris defence. He didn't much fancy returning to Berlin in disgrace, so he resolved to win a victory here.
He saw Wellington's men advancing, and ordered his Panzers to counter-attack.
They zoomed out of Paris and began to advance on the enemy.
The counter-assault worked, destroying Wellington's infantry, including the battle-scarred Scots Guards.
But the Panzers had gone round Wellington's tanks to attack the infantry, and now those tanks attacked Paris.
Rommel's infantry fought a desperate battle in the streets, but two regiments were destroyed. But the other regiment destroyed the tank regiment pursuing it, by using the buildings to make ambushes and using anti-tank mines.
Now Rommel's Panzers returned and attacked the tanks.
The battle was a bitter fight to the death, and eventually Rommel's Panzers were destroyed, but with one tank regiment destroyed and one badly damaged. That finally assaulted the infantry regiment that had survived, and was destroyed by the same tactics the infantry had used earlier.
Wellington looked on in horror. He had sent an order to the last tank regiment's commander to disengage, as he knew that the infantry were well dug-in, despite being at only half-strength. And he had only had a few tanks left. But the damned commander had decided to go for the glory.
If he survived, that commander would be executed for treason, Wellington thought grimly. He saw the Earl of Uxbridge returning with the few people who'd escaped, his left leg missing from the knee down.
"Damned awful." was Uxbridge's only comment as the surgeons rushed him off.
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De Gaulle stood on the podium infront of the Arc de Triomphe.
"We have won an historic victory this day. Our cavalry entered this great city, our capital, and vanquished the infantry regiment occupying it. The cavalrymen have all received awards for their bravery, and the thanks of all the French people. We have all fought hard to regain our capital after Germany's sneak attack, and now they will pay for that attack. We will now cross the Rhine into Germany, and destroy Hitler!"
Wellington laughed at the Frenchman's arrogance when he heard it via radio.
Now that guy was a typical politician!
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The
USS Iowa, nameship of her class, opened fire upon the beach, paving the way for the amphibious assault.
The US Marines landed first, securing the beachhead for tanks and infantry. Then they headed south to secure Naples and Sicily.
The British, led by their Royal Marine Commandos, landed further north, capturing Rome and Milan.
Rome had fallen in one day. Mussolini had to escape north to Berlin, where Hitler began to lay plans to retake Rome in his name.
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The surprise attack on Rome, and its sudden conclusion shocked Charles De Gaulle. His allies had acted without asking him first, and now had stolen the glory of his victory in Paris!
He knew his army wasn't ready to go on the offensive, but it must. He ordered his country's tank regiments, only two in number, to join the country's only infantry regiment in an assault upon Frankfurt.
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The Allied invasion of southern Germany failed miserably. Churchill suggested an amphibious invasion of Denmark, but it was a catastrophe.
Now Kennedy no longer had the support of Congress. The French attack had failed, and only British and American reinforcements were stalling their defeat.
Hitler was coming to Washington for peace talks, against what Kennedy wanted.
But the Congress wanted it, and were threatening to impeach him if he didn't end the war.
"Damn them!" he thought aloud.
"Yes sir, damn them to hell." Rumsfeld, Kennedy's Secretary of Defence smiled grimly. "But there is one way..."
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Fuhrer of Germany, Adolf Hitler's limo pulled up outside the White House, and he climbed out to meet President John F. Kennedy of the USA.
On those famous steps, they shook hands, and turned to face the press.
"Adolf Hitler, it is my great pleasure to..." Kennedy began.
Hitler stood quietly next to him, awaiting the beginning of the peace talks that would save the Third Reich.
The people of Europe and the world watched in horror.
"Arrest you for crimes against humanity. You are hereby held in custody until your trial before a war crimes tribunal for your crimes against the Jews." Kennedy held up the photos his CIA agents had obtained of Auschwitz.
Hitler looked shocked, and began to run to the safety of his SS troops.
They opened fire on Kennedy, but their guns had been switched by the CIA during the "customs" seaches at the airport. They then moved to attack him, and all were quickly shot dead by Kennedy's Detail.
"Touche, Hitler." Kennedy smiled at the crestfallen Fuhrer.
Hitler was led away, knowing the punishment for his crimes would be death.
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