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On April 1, 1924, the Supreme Court of Bavaria was abuzz with excitement because today was the final judgment of Hitler. Many Germans wanted to see this hero who dared to resist the Treaty of Versailles and the weak government. At least in the previous trials, Hitler had shown such an image. Everyone was eagerly anticipating, including Hitler himself and the Chief Justice Geauga Nenadze.
The stage of history has been set, and now all that's left is for the actors to enter. Amid the anticipation of the crowd, the doors of the courtroom finally opened, and a slender young man walked in. His eyes showed a hint of weariness, but they also gleamed with intensity. As he looked around, he gave off a sense of eagle-eyed vigilance. He was none other than Adolf Hitler.
The people on either side immediately gave him encouragement and cheers, among them, the Nazi Party members stood up and saluted Hitler directly, at this moment, Hitler was not walking towards the defendant's seat, but the triumphal arch of the hero's return. He smiled and saluted the surrounding audience, knowing that the moment for his performance was about to begin. This was his trial, and also the beginning of his victory. As the chief justice struck the gavel, this heavily symbolic performance in human history began.
In a dimly lit corridor on the second floor of the courthouse, Otto Strasser watched the loquacious Hitler at the defendant's stand, feeling a sense of worry.
"The latest news is that Bavarian Minister of Justice Franz Kafka is an old friend of Hitler's. He greatly admires Hitler and has been trying to maneuver as much as possible before the trial began. Someone even saw him carrying a suitcase into Geauga's residence. I seriously doubt Geauga can withstand the pressure."
"A top-tier chess player sets up their pieces before the event occurs, a second-tier player does so during the event, and a third-tier player does so after the event. It seems that Hitler's admirer lacks the vision."
Strasser teased slowly, and when he saw his brother still frowning, he comforted him:
"It's not that you might not be able to hold on; it's that you definitely can't. But that doesn't matter.
Even if Geauga gives Hitler a light sentence, it doesn't matter. What I negotiated with him was not about this."
"I never expected to take down Hitler in court, I just needed them to delay for some time. The longer Hitler is detained, the more time we have to prepare and gather strength."
"Defendant Adolf Hitler, do you admit to committing treason?"
"Yes, that's exactly what we wanted to do. We wanted to destroy country!"
Hitler's words undoubtedly brought the atmosphere in the room to a climax, and he added:
"I alone bear full responsibility. But this does not make me a criminal; opposing the traitors of 1918 cannot be considered treason.
If I am guilty, then esteemed Judge, should not the then-supporter of mine, the Duke of Bavaria, Karl, also be put on trial?"
There are two other people - Bavaria military commander Von Lossow and police chief Feng Saicel, who have also expressed support. Do they also need to stand trial?"
Geauga looked at the three people present and had to admit that Hitler had cleverly turned the situation around. The three present could not deny this, because it was a fact, and Karl and the others had to remain silent.
Hitler's words seemed to have a magical power. After turning the accusations against himself, the courtroom turned into his personal speech. He began to eloquently promote his racial theories and revenge declarations to the audience present.
The prosecuting party's attorney wanted to request the judge to stop the performance, but Geauga glanced at the audience and then discreetly looked at the second floor. After a moment of contemplation, he decided to let Hitler continue the performance.
"Our movement is growing stronger every day, every hour, and its future growth will be even faster. Especially in recent days, I feel even more proud, and I believe that one day these movements will expand from a company to a battalion, from a battalion to a regiment, from a regiment to a division, and the original armbands will be picked up from the mud, and the original flags will wave in the air."
"We are prepared to face the final great judgment of the heavens. The true voice of the court will come from our graves. At that time, we will be reconciled as before."
Hitler is making his final summary
"It is not for you to judge us. The ones who should judge us are the eternal court of history. I know perfectly well what judgment you will make."
But that court will not ask us, "Did you commit treason, or did you not commit treason?"
That court will determine that we, former army Chief of Staff (Ludendorff), and his soldiers, were all Germany people who were willing to sacrifice themselves for their compatriots and their country.
They can declare us guilty a thousand times, but the eternal goddess of the court of history will smile and dismiss the prosecutor's indictment and the verdict of this court, because she will declare us innocent."
After finishing this speech with a hoarse voice, Hitler sat down in anger. At the same time, the entire audience stood up and cheered, as his powerful speech had moved people of all ages and genders. Undoubtedly, almost everyone in the audience at this moment is his fan, and under the instigation of hundreds of Nazi Party members present, the sound of "Sieg Heil" echoed throughout the entire courtroom.
Strasser looked at the figure in the center of the first floor, resembling The Chosen One, from behind the curtain and turned to Otto, saying, "We should go."
"Uh? Aren't we staying to see the final verdict?"
"As a director, do I have to watch the performance to know the ending? Let's go, we still have to meet someone."
Hitler is now very excited, everything is going according to plan.
His old friend Franz used his connections to arrange for the most loyal Nazi judge Geauga in Bavaria to preside over the trial. His persuasive speaking skills conquered all the courtroom participants, including the presiding judge. Just look at the bewildered look in Judge Geauga's eyes, he must have been moved by his brilliant speech.
I will definitely only get a light sentence of at most five years, and then I can find some connections in prison to reduce my term. I might be able to get out in just one or two years. What I will gain is nationwide fame and influence. This deal is definitely worth it. After I get out of prison, I will definitely seek revenge on those backstabbing bastards.
Hitler glanced at the three people in the plaintiff's seat. They seemed guilty and dared not meet Hitler's gaze, lowering their heads one after another.
Amidst the enthusiastic applause of the audience, the judge next to Geauga calmly nudged him, indicating that it was time for the verdict. Geauga finally snapped out of his daze.
"Damn it, drank too much yesterday, still not sober now."
Geauga quickly pounded the gavel until the whole courtroom fell silent.
"Now for the final verdict: the defendant Adolf Hitler is guilty of treason... according to Article 81 of the Weimar Germany Criminal Code, the verdict is as follows."
"Fine of one hundred Mark," Hitler's mouth curved into a smile.
"Serve five years in the prison at the front artillery of Landsberg." Hitler's smile was about to reach his ears, he was ready to stand up and announce his victory to Karl.
"No parole or commutation."
Geauga added the last sentence.
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