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Because the article was written in a very convincing way and included various cited data, many people actually believed it.

But where did this figure of 750,000 actually come from?

It originates from a book published in 1989 by Canadian author James Buckcher, titled "Other Losses: The Shocking Truth Behind the Mass Deaths of German Soldiers Disarmed on the Order of General Eisenhower."

And who is James Buckcher? He's neither a statistician nor a historian, just a Canadian novelist.

The book caused a huge uproar in the field of Western World War II history as soon as it was published.

Many historians subsequently pointed out the problems with this book.

That is, Bakcher included the number of people who were released in the death toll, so the actual death toll was only tens of thousands.

War is war, but human relationships still play a role. Germans with money and connections would naturally try to spend money to ransom their families.

During the occupation, many capitalists also needed cheap labor.

So the hundreds of thousands of prisoners who mysteriously disappeared were actually released by the US military through methods such as hiring or ransom.

It's similar to what Josh is doing now.

For the US military, this would alleviate supply pressure and generate revenue, so why not?

The problem of data falsification isn't limited to the United States; the situation is the same in Russia.

Various online marketing accounts have spread rumors that the Soviet Union captured four million German soldiers, two of whom died in Siberia.

But in fact?

Of these nearly four million people, almost half were soldiers from vassal states. After the war, most of these soldiers underwent a period of labor reform and were either released or reorganized into their respective vassal states' armies in order to appease them.

Only the two million German and Austrian citizens were not easily released and were imprisoned for many more years as laborers. Although many of them died, the number could not possibly be as exaggerated as two million.

Some busybodies took the two million figures that had been released early and added them to the death toll to smear the Russian bear.

The truly reliable data comes from the German government's own statistics: of the prisoners of war who surrendered after the war, only 400,000 to 500,000 died for various normal reasons and did not return home. Of these, only 300,000 died in Eastern Europe, while more than 100,000 died in Western Europe.

Most of the more than 100,000 people in Western Europe did not die at the hands of the Americans, but at the hands of France, Belgium, and the Netherlands, countries that had been brutally ravaged by Germany in World War II.

“Of course I can handle it, but it will take some time. Before that, I’ll need you to lend me some manpower, General!” Josie said with a smile.

Managing tens of thousands of people without causing trouble would be extremely difficult for an ordinary person, but for Josie, it wasn't a big problem at all.

All they had to do was select those mid- to high-ranking officers with enough prestige from the prisoners of war and send them to Yuri for a period of "training," and everything would be taken care of.

“The only problem might be the location of the base, but I believe Ms. Ophelia will take care of that for me, right?” Josie asked, looking at Ophelia beside her.

“Of course, Mr. Kahn, it’s an honor to be an ally!” Ophelia replied with a smile.

McGinnis watched the two of them sing and dance, and he could clearly sense that their relationship had changed significantly.

But he just shrugged and didn't take it seriously. Young people... it's normal to have some problems.

In just a few words, the fate of tens of thousands of prisoners of war was decided by Josie and McGinnis.

As they spoke, their convoy slowly drove into Vienna.

As soon as Josie entered this music capital, she heard Beethoven's symphonies playing in her ears... Well, it wasn't a hallucination; there were actually seven or eight artists in tuxedos playing on the roadside not far away.

"Where is the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts?" Josie suddenly asked Ophelia, looking at the performers.

“Uh, it’s right in the city center!” Ophelia paused for a moment before answering, somewhat confused as to why Josie was suddenly asking this.

"What, Josie, you're interested in art too?" General McGinnis turned around and asked with interest.

“Oh, no, I just think that the Vienna Academy of Fine Arts might bear half the responsibility for this world war!” Josie said with a sneer.

This meme, which will be very popular online in the future, has been largely ignored in this era.

So when they heard what Josie said, both of them were completely confused, and the officer driving the car also subconsciously listened attentively.

So Josie smiled slightly and explained the origin of the meme.

Suddenly, General McGinnis burst into laughter from the jeep.

One more chapter will be very late.

Chapter 94 The Missing Captain America

In a café on a street in Vienna, a group of laughing children ran past Josie, who was enjoying her coffee.

If it weren't for the occasional bursts of laughter and chatter in English and German from the American soldiers on leave and the locals at the other tables around, one would be in a different situation.

Josie even felt like she wasn't in Vienna, but back in America.

Without the original Battle of Vienna, without the Soviet Union's forced plunder, and without the occupation by four countries, Vienna, and indeed the whole of Austria, was hardly affected by the war.

In addition, the population is small, so apart from a few particularly scarce items, there is basically no shortage of goods like in France and Britain.

The atmosphere was quite peaceful.

This also means that Josie cannot make money here by selling various basic supplies.

Fortunately, Josie had anticipated this day, so when he came to Vienna, he didn't bring Lyndon with him at all. Instead, he left several warehouses full of goods for Lyndon to continue selling in Paris.

Just then, a car pulled up next to the coffee shop, and a stylish and beautiful woman got out, eliciting whistles from the surrounding American soldiers and officers.

The woman was clearly used to the behavior of these American soldiers and didn't take it seriously at all.

In any case, Austria has now transformed itself into a member of the Allied forces, just like Italy.

While obtaining the status of a victorious nation remains unlikely, the status of a victim nation in the war is certainly assured.

Moreover, there is an abundance of various supplies, and the army still possesses considerable combat capability.

If it weren't for the need to counter a potential military threat from Russia, there wouldn't even be a need for US troops to be stationed there.

Therefore, the American soldiers in Austria, after being repeatedly warned by their officers, did not act too recklessly.

When the woman sat down next to Josie, all the noise surrounding her disappeared.

Most of the American troops around them had come all the way from Paris and all belonged to the First Army. They all knew Josie, a big businessman from their own country and a guest of their superiors.

Naturally, he wouldn't want to invite trouble by offending Josie.

“Mr. Kahn seems to be in a good mood today!” the woman greeted, sitting down next to Josie. This woman was none other than Ophelia.

Although he had already completely submitted to Josie, that was a secret between the two of them; to the outside world, they still maintained a cooperative relationship.

Therefore, it is naturally impossible to use sensitive words such as "owner" in such a public place.

"So it's Ms. Ophelia. How's business lately (how's the Hydra subjugation going)?" Josie smiled slightly and put down her newspaper to ask.

Josie did not directly intervene in the task of subduing the Hydra faction, but instead left it to Ophelia.

After all, he was not familiar with the situation in Austria, and rashly entering the fray could easily lead to trouble.

It would be most appropriate to hand it over to Ophelia, an insider.

All Josie needs to do is control this Hydra lady.

“Business is very good (work is going very well), although there were some minor troubles, but with Mr. Kahn’s support, they were easily resolved. Also, to expand the business, I’m planning to start a club, but I haven’t decided on a name yet. I wonder if Mr. Kahn has any good suggestions?” Ophelia smiled charmingly and leaned closer to Josie as she asked.

Just as the Nine Councils are known as a competitive social club, their newly formed Hydra organization also needs a public identity. They can't just openly call themselves Hydra, or the Allies will be the first to target them.

"Hmm, let me think... Hmm, I've got it, let's call him Ouroboros!" Josie pondered for a moment, and a name popped into her mind.

Ouroboros, also known as the ouroboros.

The name is Greek, but its existence is not limited to Greek mythology.

Similar symbols have appeared in more than forty mythologies around the world.

These include Jormungandr from Norse mythology, Apophis from Egyptian mythology, Shesa from India, and Quetzalcoatl from the Americas, all of whom have been depicted as ouroboros.

Therefore, it is impossible to verify which civilization this image originated from.

Surprisingly, in all mythologies, the ouroboros symbolizes "immortality," "completeness," "infinity," "world," and "wisdom."

“Ouroboros? I understand!” After pondering the name for a moment, the knowledgeable Ophelia quickly grasped its meaning and nodded in agreement.

However, just as the two were discussing the name of the new organization...

Suddenly, a commotion arose in the distance.

Josie and Ophelia frowned and looked over, discovering that the commotion was coming from a group of American soldiers.

“Vito, go ask what happened!” Josie asked Vito, who was sitting at a nearby table.

Vito nodded and got up to inquire.

After a while, it ran back.

"Boss, I've found out. It's Captain America. They defeated Red Skull!" Vito replied.

"Oh? Then why don't they look very happy?" Josie asked, pointing to the American soldiers who, despite their noise, didn't seem excited but rather appeared somewhat somber... However, though he asked this question, he had a suspicion in his heart: Could it be that despite all the changes he made, Captain America was still frozen?

"Although we won, it seems from what they're saying that Captain America sacrificed himself!" Just as Josie had predicted, something had happened to Captain America.

"Do you know more specific details? For example, how did the captain sacrifice himself?" Josie asked, frowning.

“I’m sorry, boss, but all they know is that Captain America sacrificed himself. They don’t know the specifics of how he died,” Vito said.

"To the First Army Headquarters!" Josie thought for a moment and immediately called Vito and the others to get in the car. These soldiers were unaware of the inside story, but McGinnis, the commander of the First Army, couldn't possibly be unaware.

"Yes, boss!" Upon hearing Josie's order, Vito immediately ran to get the car.