Battle of the Third Reich

Yuan Yuan went out to relax, in theory no one could overturn his decision. Weierle could have made some suggestions to the head of state, because this is his responsibility as chief staff, but this time the chief of staff made a diametrically opposed reaction. To say that Xu Jun does not doubt at all, his nerves are too dull, but he believes that Weiler’s loyalty, no matter what the fox is planning in secret, will not be harmful to himself.

Even so, some problems are still difficult to get around easily, such as the security guard when the head of state is out. There seems to be a trait in this head of state, that is, as long as he leaves his guard, he will attract all kinds of dangers and troubles like a magnet. Himmler thinks this is precisely the proof of the transcendentality of the heads of state. Looking at the sages of the monarchs in the history of Germanism, you will always encounter all kinds of dangers in your life, because this is God's trial of the people he loves. .

Colonel Dougan did not know whether to use occultism to explain this kind of problem. Himmler was an avid believer of primitive religions in Northern Europe, and he was addicted to astrology and black magic for a while. It seemed to be a topic to discuss with him from the beginning. error.

But since the head of state has made a decision, the subordinates have no room for bargaining and can only obey the orders honestly. It is indeed a good idea to lightly pack, and the small number of people is not easy to attract the attention of outsiders. It has always been practical in and outside the battlefield. The disadvantage is that once a sudden danger is encountered, the consequences will usually become very serious. In addition to a few subordinates who couldn't get rid of it, Xu Jun was only willing to bring four additional guards to accompany him. Captain Stark, the commander of the flag team on this matter, was not even qualified to express his personal opinion.

Dougan personally picked two W21/200 Mercedes-Benz cars from the underground garage. This is a common household model on the streets of Berlin. It was originally used by the head of state staff when they went out for business. Both vehicles are only five years old, and they have received meticulous maintenance and maintenance in good condition.

Because Lieutenant Colonel Randolph was absent, the driver of the head car was still the second lieutenant Geisler, and Dissenhofen and Weiler were sitting in the same car with the head of state, and Dougan and the four guards took the other car.

At the request of the head of state, everyone changed their casual clothes. Xu Jun changed into a gray woolen suit, wearing a single-breasted suit coat of the same color outside and wearing a gray bowler hat. In order to cover up his identity, he also deliberately wore a pair of flat glasses, which added some literary temperament to the head of state. With his original handsome appearance, he was like a noble child with a successful career.

Weiller wore a black duffle coat, a plaid wool scarf around his neck, a round top hat, a monocle with silver chain on his eyes, and Disenhofen changed a set Plaid suits, short coats and peaked caps, if aside from personal temperament, the two look like university professors and his students.

Dougan and the four guards were all wearing a black leather coat with a black bowler hat and a Gestapo standard outfit. Five people carried submachine guns and pistols with them. This kind of wearing can avoid a lot of trouble.

After November, the Central Administrative District lowered the regional security level, and the streets in front of the new prime minister’s palace gradually became lively. It is now lunchtime, and the traffic and pedestrians on Voss Street are endless. It seems that time is back in 1936.

Some German citizens who came here to visit the Chancellery, gathered across the street of the Chancellery, waiting to observe the German Chancellor's guard shift ceremony every hour. The car carrying the head of state came from the exit of the Prime Minister's underground garage, and then turned around and turned onto Albert Street, as Dougan had expected before, and did not attract the attention of the passers-by.

"I don't think anyone in the capital of the empire will dare to hurt me in front of my people." The head of state shook the window of the car to disperse the cigar smoke in the compartment.

"It's precisely the enthusiastic citizens who need to worry." Disenhofen retorted secretly, but he could only smile to the head of state.

He didn't know what the idea was in the stomach of the chief of staff, but as the personal assistant of the head of state, as long as he did not endanger the personal safety of the head of state, he would obey all orders issued by Xu Jun. Disenhofen was the last line of defense around Xu Jun. The young adjutant wore an underarm holster that was easy to hide in his clothes, and a large-caliber revolver made in the United States was inserted.

"Do you have any plans? My head." Weiler also opened a slit in the window on his side. The Mercedes-Benz car was equipped with an air heater, and he was not afraid of the cold wind outside.

"Just thinking about going around and having a regular lunch outside, do you have any suggestions?" Xu Jun asked back.

To tell the truth, Xu Jun has no concept of the urban geography of Berlin in the 1940s. Although he has Jack's memory, that guy is actually a disguised dead man. Except for participating in the Nazi party rally, he rarely shows his head on the street and gets it. Now Xu Jun only knows a few restaurants and clubs that Nazi leaders like to go to. If there is any other good place to go to Berlin, he may not even be as good as the guards in front of the prime minister’s palace.

"I do know a good restaurant. My head, the chef's cooking skills are superb, I believe you will be satisfied." Weierle's face with a smile.

"Really? That's really going to try it out. Say it in advance. If the dishes are not to my taste, you will pay for the meal." Xu Jun also replied with a smile.

It seems that this is the plan of the chief of staff. As a superior, of course, it is the cooperation of the acquaintances.

"What if you can be satisfied?" Weiler said with a smile.

"Then I will pay double the meal fee as a personal reward for the chef." The head of the leader's eyes carried a hint of cunning.

"I'm afraid it's a bit unfair. My head of state lost me and paid for it, but it was the chef's profit." Weiler complained.

"Well, it's really a bit unfair, so bet 500 marks." The head of state said he was a good person.

At that time, even the most upscale restaurant in Berlin, a nine-course candlelight dinner before and after, and the drinks were only more than two hundred marks, the head of state's bet was a bit big. However, Weierle is not bad at this point, aside from the salary of the army lieutenant general, his family also runs a good industry.

"The deal." The chief of staff answered very decisively.

"Driver, we are going to Hindenburg Avenue now." Weiller ordered to Geisler.

"Follow your orders, Lord General." Gesler replied quickly.

The car was driving north along Albert Street, not far from the famous Brandenburg Gate. The Brandenburg Gate is on the main axis of traffic in central Berlin. A traffic policeman in white uniform stands in the middle of the road and directs traffic. If this is the usual time, we can see the convoy of heads of state flying with a **** in the distance. Here, all vehicles have been intercepted and blocked for the heads to clear. But today the head of state is on a micro-service tour, so he can only wait for the red light with other vehicles.

A family car was parked next to Xu Jun's car side by side. A little boy was sitting in the back seat of the car. He was dressed like a bear and was looking curiously at the window. Xu Jun noticed the other person's gaze, and for a time he was so childish, he reached down and shook down the car window next to him, making a grimace to the boy's cheek.

The little boy apparently never experienced this, and he was a little stunned for a while, but soon he reacted and immediately happily pressed his finger against the little nose and returned a cute grimace. The head of empire immediately used the color, and then a big one and a small one played a grimace game across the car window.

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