Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 199: Hotel

There was a sudden jump in front of the hotel. Xu Jun could see clearly from close range, but the people behind didn't know. Seeing the sergeant on the steps suddenly fell to the ground, he thought it was an attack.

A few seconds later, Xu Jun was surrounded by a group of soldiers from the Guard and Flag Corps. Various long and short weapons were pointed in all directions. At this time, only a little spark was needed, and a terrible murder would erupt on the streets of Cairo. The SS soldiers are ready to attack indiscriminately, and all targets in range will be considered threats.

Fortunately, Xu Jun responded in time. He hurriedly stopped the next action of the Guard and Flag Team. At this time, many soldiers had already loaded the bullets and opened the shooting insurance of the weapons.

"The alarm is lifted! Close the insurance!" Captain Stark yelled, making gestures of cutting his throat with his fingers on his neck.

"It's a misunderstanding. This sergeant just passed out. Call the military doctor to come and have a look." Weirler knelt down and looked at Sergeant Claire who was paralyzed on the steps, and then thrust the pistol back to his waist. Holster.

"It may be that he is ill, but he seems to be quite strong." The head of state said, touching the bridge of his nose awkwardly.

To this kind of accident, Xu Jun is almost numb now. Almost every time he inspects the troops or presides over the inspection, he will encounter one or two such soldiers. Some are because of the temperature, and some are unfortunately ill. Most of them are just like the one in front of them, due to the coma caused by excessive emotions.

Do you have to come here every three to five, the head of state wondered to himself, wouldn't he live a long time?

"Disperse a little bit and give the patients some fresh air." Lieutenant Kensett Maya, the accompanying military doctor, shouted from outside the crowd, and the SS soldiers quickly gave him a way.

The second lieutenant Ma Ya is a doctor at the Affiliated Hospital of the Taranto Base of the Army. He once studied in the Department of Medicine at Heidelberg University. Even though he was only in his early thirties, he was already a six-year old Wehrmacht army. Rolling Sergeant Claire's eyelids, checking the pupil response, and measuring the neck pulse, Lieutenant Maya has basically figured out the condition.

"There is no big problem." The doctor opened the portable medicine box and took out a brown glass bottle from it.

"This is the smelling salt, my head of state, it is quite useful to deal with this situation." Seeing the head of state who was curious, the military doctor respectfully explained.

"This sergeant is okay." Xu Jun asked with a look of concern. This was not a deliberate act, but his normal instinct.

"It shouldn't be a big problem. When he wakes up, I will give him a closer examination. I think this sergeant may have some anemia." The military doctor unscrewed the bottle cap and put the mouth of the bottle under the sergeant's nose.

Only a few seconds later, after an involuntary convulsion, Sergeant Claire opened his eyes sharply.

"Oh!" The surrounding crowd let out a sigh.

Claire's brain was still a little confused. He shook his head and sat up with the help of a soldier. As soon as he looked up, he saw the German head of state.

"Can you stand up? Soldier." Xu Jun asked concerned.

"This is Yuan... Yuan... Yuan..." Claire's lips trembled, and he turned to look at the soldier holding him, seeking answers from him.

"Your Excellency the head of state." The SS sergeant nodded affirmatively.

"Your name, Sergeant." Weierle asked with a majestic look.

"Aum Claire, General." Claire quickly replied loudly.

"He still looks a little weak. Find two soldiers to help him into the house, and ask the doctor to check him again." It seems that the sergeant is fine, Xu Jun straightened up and ordered Stark. .

"Yes! My Führer!" The SS captain hit his boots and raised his arm in salute.

"The embassy did not inform you of your coming here, so I haven't had time to prepare a room for you, my head of state." Entering the door of the hotel, an ensign of the SS came forward to report.

Xu Jun looked around the hotel lobby and saw that the owner of this hotel is very tasteful, at least he has invested a lot of money in interior decoration.

"Is there a lounge here?" Xu Jun asked.

"Yes, on the second floor, my head of state." The answer is yes.

"Take me over." The head of state ordered.

"Yes, please come with me, my head of state." The second lieutenant leaned slightly to greet him, and then led Xu Jun and his party up the stairs.

The rest of the entourage immediately began to get busy. The guard flag team had to re-set up sentries and defense lines around the hotel. The attendants began to unload and sort their luggage, while the other group went to the room where the head of state was prepared to rest. The job is already very familiar, and there is almost no need for someone to be responsible for directing.

Xu Jun plans to stay in this hotel for one night, and will leave Egypt early the next morning for the front line of the peninsula. They will rush back to Berlin the day after tomorrow at the latest. There are still a lot of things waiting for him to go back to deal with.

Xu Jun doesn’t want to make the schedule too tight. In fact, as long as he handles the things that should be handled properly, the rest is up to him. He is the head of the Third Reich and no one can interfere with his freedom. At least in theory.

Unfortunately, in reality, even if the head of the empire can't help himself, he shoulders the hope and responsibility of a nation. If this heavy feeling is not sitting in this position, it is impossible for others to experience it.

Hitler pushed the Third Reich he built into hell, and eventually died miserably in that bunker. No one can control the thoughts of the head of state, no one can disobey the will of the head of state, and no one can resist the orders of the head of state. Xu Jun had always believed that these were the biggest reasons for Germany's defeat.

But when Xu Jun walked into the spacious office of the Chancellery and sat on the office chair Hitler had once sat on, at that moment the former historian realized that he did not want to give up his authority at all.

Only when you have absolute power can you save this country and nation. Xu Jun was so comforting himself at the time. Of course he would not admit that the taste of controlling a country makes him enjoyable. Power is indeed the most in the world. A strong anesthetic.

There is no way to look back. Xu Jun knows this very well. He can only grit his teeth and move on, doing his best to fulfill his responsibilities, breaking the curse of history, and saving the fate of the empire. Taking a wrong step is forever. He has no chance of a second time. Xu Jun exhausted his mind to reverse the situation of the European War. All kinds of conspiracies, all kinds of open-handed cheating, almost everything is done. Only then finally pushed the wheel of history on another trajectory.

Now that everything is smoothly following his plan, Xu Jun has become more careful instead. He is afraid that he accidentally made a wrong decision and put the wheel of history back on the original path. .

Of course, a combination of work and rest is necessary, and the head of state does not want to push himself too tightly. If he spends all the time in his work, such a European hegemon would be too tragic.

The Führer personally went to this place where the flowers of XX were in full bloom in the later generations, not worrying about the safety of Major Randolph, nor did he want to see the treasures of the Arabs with his own eyes. The Führer’s trip was mainly for official business. It was for the rejuvenation of the empire. This point must be repeatedly emphasized. All the entourages must keep in mind, as Colonel Dogen said at the internal staff meeting afterwards.

In fact, no one would think about it randomly. Xu Jun felt that this was a bit overwhelming, but seeing the seriousness of Daogen and the others, it was inconvenient for him to express his thoughts.

The lounge on the second floor of the hotel is at the end of the corridor on the right. It is a hexagonal open room with an estimated area of ​​about 30 or 40 square meters. There is a huge circular carpet in the center of the room, just like the one used in a circus. The patterns on it are very delicate. Xu Jun thinks it should be a Persian product~IndoMTL.com~The room is staggered. There is a group of four tables and chairs, a circle of sofas against the wall, and a grand piano in the corner. This is a rare object in this place in Egypt. At this moment, the piano cover is open, and there is a sheet of music on the music stand. It seems that someone has just played here.

"What do you think of this place? My head." The ensign asked respectfully.

"Yes, I'll take a rest here first, and then come to inform me when you prepare the room." The head of state nodded in satisfaction. He looked around the room for a week, and then stopped his gaze on the piano.

"Eric, go get a pot of tea." Xu Jun ordered.

"Wait a minute, my head of state." Disenhofen replied cleanly.

Xu Jun waved his hand slightly, then stepped to the piano, stretched out his fingers and gently pressed the keys.

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