July 20th, 1944.

The capital of the Reich is
boiling with panic.

Panicked soldiers sprint past civilians.

Rumors swirl like smoke.

No one knows
who is in charge.

In the middle of this storm, stands a 31-year-old officer.

Major Otto
Ernst Remer, commander of the guard battalion, Großdeutschland.

Young, fearless, loyal
to the core.

He receives a shocking order.

Arrest the propaganda minister.

Arrest Joseph
Goebbels immediately.

Remer chambers around into his pistol.

His armored column pushes toward
the Ministry of Propaganda.

He thinks he’s saving Germany.

But in 10 minutes, a single phone call
will flip the entire war.

A few hours earlier in Wolf’s lair, Hitler’s heavily armored headquarters
inside the forests of East Prussia.

Colonel Klaus Von Staufenberg quietly places a briefcase under
the oak conference table right next to Hitler.

He steps away, nervous eyes, fingers trembling
as he reaches for the door.

30 seconds later, boom.

A violent blast tears the hut apart.

The shock wave rips doors from hinges.

Windows explode outward like shrapnel.

Men are thrown
like dolls across the floor.

Through the dust, a figure crawls out.

Adolf Hitler staggering,
ears bleeding, uniform shredded, his trousers are ripped open and burned, his hair singed,
hands trembling as aids drag him upright.

But he is alive.

Staufenberg, already escaping in a car,
glances behind him.

He is convinced nobody could survive that blast.

He boards a plane to Berlin
and from the air he calls his co-conspirators.

“Hitler is dead.

I saw him die with my own eyes.

Operation Valkyrie begins now.

” The lie spreads like wildfire.

Teleprinters hammer across Berlin.

The Führer has fallen.

SS units are attempting to seize power.

This wasn’t chaos.

It was strategy.

The conspirators had rewritten Operation Valkyrie, a contingency plan originally meant to protect
the Reich if the SS ever tried to overthrow the government.

So they activated it and they blamed
the SS.

Their plan was brutal and precise.

Accuse the SS of murdering Hitler.

Mobilize the
reserve army to defend the state.

Use those troops to arrest the Nazi leadership before
the truth comes out.

For this they needed the strongest unit in Berlin, the guard battalion
Großdeutschland commanded by Major Otto Reamer.

So the order went out, signed and delivered
by General Paul Von Hase, military commander of Berlin and secretly one of the conspirators.

His command was simple.

Arrest Joseph Goebbels, secure the government district, crush the
SS coup.

Remer moved instantly, completely convinced he was saving the Reich.

He had no idea
he was being played by traitors.

Remer’s battalion is no ordinary force.

This is the Guard Battalion
Großdeutschland, the most elite military formation inside Berlin.

You could call it Berlin’s private
army.

To enter this battalion, you had to meet brutal standards.

You had to be tall, athletic,
physically imposing and proven battle hardened on real front lines.

Only the strongest and
the bravest warriors were allowed in.

Major Otto Ernst Reamer himself was a towering 6’4 in a
front line beast of a man forged in blood and fire decorated with the Iron Cross second class, the
Iron Cross first class, and the coveted Knight’s Cross with oak leaves for acts of extreme bravery
under fire.

This was an army led by a warrior, not a desk officer.

In 1944, Germany’s best
troops were dying in Russia and France.

Berlin was almost empty of real soldiers filled
only with clerks, old men and wounded veterans.

Only one true combat ready unit remained inside
the capital.

The guard battalion Großdeutschland.

Whoever controls this battalion controls Berlin
and whoever controls Berlin controls Germany.

This battalion wasn’t SS.

It belonged to the regular
army.

And because Remer was an army major, the conspirators believed they could use him.

He was
one of their own.

They thought they could control him.

They thought he would follow orders blindly.

The fate of the Third Reich now balances on the decisions of one confused major.

Remer storms into
the Ministry of Propaganda.

Armed troops flood the hallways.

Doors slam open.

Inside his office,
Joseph Goebbels stands perfectly still, hands behind his back, eyes cold, fearless.

Remer raises
his pistol.

“The Furer is dead.

I have orders to arrest you.

” Goebbels slowly reaches into his
pocket and pulls out a small glass capsule, a cyanide pill, glinting under the light.

He holds
it between two fingers.

“If you arrest me, major, I will swallow this right now.

Do you want to
explain my death to the German people? Do you want to take responsibility for killing a Reich
minister?” Remer freezes.

His throat tightens.

One wrong move and Goebbels is dead on the
floor.

A martyr.

And Remer will be remembered as the officer who murdered one of Hitler’s
closest ministers.

Goebbels steps closer, voice steady and piercing.

“Major Remer,
remember your oath to the Führer.

” Remer stumbles for words, still shaken.

“My loyalty
is to Hitler and to the Reich, but the Führer is dead.

” Goebbels slams the pill back into his
pocket.

“The Führer is alive.

” He snaps.

“I spoke to him only a few minutes ago.

” Remer is visibly
wavering.

His hands tremble.

His mind races.

If Goebbels is lying, Remer is participating in
treason.

If Goebbels is telling the truth, Ramer is about to arrest an innocent minister.

He needs proof.

He needs certainty.

And Goebbels knows exactly what to do.

Goebbels reaches for the
telephone.

He dials the wolf’s lair.

He hands the receiver to Remer.

“Speak to him yourself.

” Remer
presses the phone to his ear.

A crackle, a pause, then the voice.

“Major Remer!”.

Reymer stiffens.

“My Führer, is that you?” Hitler’s tone is sharp, commanding, “do you recognize my voice?”
Reymer’s spine straightens as if struck by lightning.

“Jawohl my Führer,” “I do.

Hitler
continues, furious, breath ragged from the blast.

Do you hear me? I am alive.

The attempt
has failed.

A tiny click of ambitious officers tried to destroy me, but now we have saboteurs
to deal with in Berlin.

” Remer’s breathing stops.

His doubt evaporates in an instant.

Hitler gives
the order.

“You are commissioned to restore calm and security in the capital by force if necessary.

You are under my personal command until the Reich Fuhrer SS arrives in Berlin.

” And right there on
the phone, Hitler promotes him on the spot.

From major to colonel, every muscle in Remer’s body
locks into place.

He snaps his heels together, salutes the telephone.

“Jawohl My Führer, as
you order.

” The switch is complete.

Seconds ago, he nearly arrested Goebbels.

Now he is
ready to die for him.

Remer rushes back outside.

He shouts to his battalion, “The
Führer is alive.

We have been deceived.

” The tanks swing around.

The guard battalion
turns its guns on the conspirators.

Headquarters buildings fall one by one.

General von Hase is
arrested.

Staufenberg and his co-plotters are captured and executed before sunrise.

The coup
is dead, crushed within hours.

And all because one man, Major Otto Remer, who heard a voice on
a telephone, a voice that changed world history.

After the failure of Operation Valkyrie, Otto
Remer went from being a little known officer to a widely recognized figure in Nazi Germany.

For
several days, he became the centerpiece of state propaganda and public attention.

On January 30th,
1945, Remer was promoted to major general, making him one of the youngest generals in the German
army during the war.

But the war was already lost.

Remer’s division was sent to the Eastern
Front to prevent Soviet advances.

His division was crushed by the Soviets.

Remer escaped the Soviet
encirclement by disguising himself as a civilian, and he later surrendered to American forces along
with what remained of his men.

After World War II, Reymer was held in British custody until 1947.

Upon his release, he became involved in far-right politics in West Germany.

He joined the Community
of Independent Germans and later in 1949, the German Right Party, though he was soon expelled.

In 1950, he founded the Socialist Reich Party, which was banned by the West German government
in 1952 because of Holocaust denying speeches and extremist ideology.

Following the ban, Reymer was
charged with trying to rebuild a neo Nazi movement and was sentenced to 3 years in prison.

He avoided
imprisonment by fleeing Germany.

After escaping, he worked for several years in the Middle East
as a military adviser to Egyptian President Gamel Abdel Nasser.

He helped build an army to fight
Israel.

Even after the Third Reich was dead, Reema was still fighting its enemies.

Remer
returned to West Germany in the 1980s where he again engaged in extremist politics by creating
the German Liberation Movement, another neo Nazi organization aimed at recruiting and influencing
younger supporters.

In 1991, he began publishing a newsletter called Remer Dispatch, promoting
his ideological beliefs.

In 1992, he was again sentenced, this time to 22 months in prison for
public Holocaust denial and incitement.

Rome filed multiple appeals against the conviction, but all
were rejected.

In February 1994, after exhausting every legal option, he escaped to Spain to avoid
imprisonment.

from Spain.

He continued supporting international networks that denied the Holocaust.

The Spanish High Court refused Germany’s request to extradite him, stating that his actions
did not constitute a crime under Spanish law.

Otto Ernst Remer died on October 4th, 1997 in
Marbella, Spain, History doesn’t repeat, it hides.

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