Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 308: Distant place

. From Weierle’s point of view, the lunch that day was a bit boring and boring. Borman seemed to be a little unsure. He had been at the table very deliberately to please Xu Jun, but he said nothing. A cliché used to flatter Hitler. Xu Jun is a well-deserved appearance, tasting the chef's carefully prepared dishes with relish, and often showing a satisfied expression, praising Borman for his shrewdness and competence. After a lunch, in fact, there was no discussion about any substantive issues, but Borman looked like he had benefited a lot, and finally said goodbye to Xu Jun with cumbersome etiquette.

How can a shrewd guy like Borman fail to see Xu Jun’s intentions? The new master is not just to have a meal with himself, this is to show him an attitude that he has won a new head of state Recognition, officially became a member of the core team. The combination of grace and prestige has always been the emperor's usual mentality. Although the old-fashioned is very effective, even if Borman knew that Xu Jun was playing, he would still be rejoiced by the other's praise and recognition.

"Did you see it? Weierle." Watching Borman walk out of the restaurant door, Xu Jun turned his head and asked the chief of staff.

"He is surrendering to you, my head of state." Weierle helped his glasses and answered calmly.

"You can't just look at the surface, my friend." Xu Jun sat back at the table and picked up the green tea in front of him.

"But it's the same. As long as my position remains strong, he will keep his duty. This man can be trusted at the moment."

"The eyes of Odin will be watching him for you, my Führer." Weierle lowered his head.

"I have no doubt about this, Weierle, let's not talk about it for now. In the afternoon, I let the secretary's leave. Do you have any plans for today?" Xu Jun took a sip of green tea and put down the cup.

"I am going to meet some old friends in the afternoon. But if you have other plans"

"Nothing, you can go to your own business."

"My head of state, if there is nothing else to do. Then the humble job request to retire." Weierle saw that Xu Jun seemed a little absent-minded now, so he asked to leave with interest.

"Go. Weierle, remember to come earlier for the evening banquet." Xu Jun waved his hand to Weierle casually.

"Yes, my Führer, see you tonight." Weierle stood up and bowed respectfully, then walked out of the restaurant with his briefcase.

"Doogen!" Xu Jun turned his head to look at the adjutant group sitting on the side table while holding the teacup.

"Yes, my Führer." The SS colonel stood up and saluted.

"Let me go for a walk in the garden with me later." Xu Jun picked up the teapot and filled himself with a cup of green tea.

"No problem, waiting for your call at any time. My head of state." Daogen boots touched him and nodded.

The Führer’s team has just moved into this mansion today. Although no changes can be seen from the outside, the internal service channel is getting busy. It is not only the security units such as the guard and flag brigade that have been following the head of state, but also a whole complicated command organization. From sitting on the throne of the head of state on the front lines of France, the documents and archives accumulated along the way can be piled up, and the most important part of the confidential documents must be sent to the archives of the Chancellery at this moment.

The various trophies and gifts packaged in crates should also be stored in the valuables vaults in different categories. The German army has actually obtained a lot of good things in the occupying country. Some officers spontaneously dedicate the most precious part to their leaders. Although they are usually just one or two decorations, they can't hold up the accumulation. Unknowingly, the total number of items has changed very surprisingly.

The fleet of heads of state is gradually entering the warehouse from the underground passage. The underground garage of the Prime Minister's Office has a huge space, enough to hold the 60 cars. The staff dormitory on the upper level of the garage can accommodate 80 team members.

Walking in that famous garden, Xu Jun felt a little upset. He always felt as if he had missed something, as if something important was about to happen.

"Daogen." Xu Jun stood on the concrete aisle between the lawns, looking at the neatly manicured shrubs and flowers on the lawn.

"My head of state." Daogen took a step forward and stood behind Xu Jun.

"Marshal Brumberg. Is there any new report here."

"Not yet, as agreed. There should be a contact this afternoon." Daogen replied.

"I hope their tasks can be successfully completed, which is very important to our cause."

"I believe the marshal knows this very well. My head of state."

"Dogan."

"Yes, my head of state."

"Forget it, the sun here is too big, I feel a little hot, I want to go back to the bedroom to rest, you also have a holiday in the afternoon, it is enough to leave Dissenhofen by my side." Xu Junyi was disappointed. Speaking of it, he guessed that he had eaten too much for lunch just now, and now he can't afford to fight.

"Yes, my head of state." Daogen nodded.

Xu Jun's bedroom is set on the second floor of the Prime Minister's Office. There is a special staircase leading directly to the private passage outside the office on the ground floor. This floor is also the residential area for officers and secretaries. Xu Jun’s room is at the top of the corridor. The area of ​​the bedroom is not very large, only a dozen square meters. This kind of small bedroom was popular among politicians and monarchs in various countries at that time, because the medical circle at that time considered a small space. It's more conducive to the owner's sleep. In fact, it is true that the smaller the room, the easier it is to heat, and the small and private space can bring a sense of security to the owner. Xu Jun's room is a triple suite with a reception room in the middle. The bedroom is on the south side and on the north side is a private office. There is also a soundproof door connected to the confidential secretary room next door. At this time, except for a few guards and personnel on duty, the other secretaries on the second floor had already left. Seeing the head of state and his personal adjutant walking upstairs, the guards hurriedly held their guns to salute him.

"Disenhofen, if there is no major event, please don't bother me." After explaining Disenhofen, Xu Jun walked into the bedroom and got ready to take a nap. During this period of time, he was too tired. Sitting in this position always had to pay some price.

Just when the head of state fell into a sweet dream, he would not have thought that a series of events that will affect the course of world history are quietly going on in the far east at this moment.

"This is not the kind of brand we want, there is nothing else? This **** British profiteer! Okay, tell him we want it all. What? He only accepts Mark, this vampire, he is British . Why not charge pounds!" Captain Hank Robin complained loudly to the quartermaster on the other side of the phone.

"Okay, I see. Just give him this number, and you have to warn that bastard, don't make tricks on the goods, if I find that he dares to shoddy, I will come back and screw him off. I swear to do it. Okay, that’s it. Come back as soon as I get the things. Goodbye.” Imagine that the landline is the head of the British profiteer, Captain Robin He fell down the microphone viciously.

"Calm down, Captain, this is a public property." The port attendant snatched the phone over.

The port officer on duty is an old man in his sixties. It is said that he was also a master at sea when he was young. He participated in the Battle of Jutland and fought against Emperor William’s Ocean Fleet. Captain Robin was a good man. I don't believe it, this old thing is obviously bragging.

"Captain. Are you leaving?" The old man picked up the handset and listened carefully. He didn't notice any problems. He narrowed his eyes and asked Robin.

"Yes. Old Reading, we Germans are leaving, do you feel very happy." Robin took out a cigarette case from his shirt pocket and took out two cigarettes, one in In his mouth, another one was thrown to the old English man on the opposite side.

"Why, I feel safer with you. Don’t look at the concentration of so many warships in Singapore right now, all of them are unusable, they can’t compare with us at the time. Right now in this naval base , That is, you Germans look the most well-trained. Have you heard that? Some people say that they have seen the Japanese cruiser near Sarawak. If the Royal Navy still has the strength of the year, how dare these yellow monkeys run? Go to that place. But now, you must know that their naval strength is now the second in the world. Except for the U.S. Navy, no country can stand against them alone at sea." Old Redding lit the cigarette and said worriedly. .

"Do you think the Japanese will clashed with you?" Robin breathed out a smoke ring.

"It's us, Germans, now we are allies, aren't they." Old Redding dangling a cigarette, leaned over and opened the door on the side of the desk, and took out a half bottle of rum from inside. Come with two wine glasses.

"It's been spread all over the world. You and the Japanese fought a battle in French Indochina, which directly annihilated an entire infantry battalion of them."

"That's true. These Japanese monkeys should be safe for a while. The German army is the strongest in the world. Of course, our navy is not bad." Old Redding put a wine glass in front of Robin and poured Serve half a glass of rum.

"For health." The old man held up his glass.

"For victory!" Robin raised his cup.

"Well, for victory." The old man gestured to Robin with his wine glass, then raised his head and drank it.

"What's going on on the previous phone call that made you so angry." Old Redding picked up the bottle and filled Captain Robin with another glass.

"It’s not that Eisigsen, this obese maggot, **** profiteer, now I need a batch of daily necessities, towels, soap and perfume. Our supply ship happened to go to Djibouti again. I heard that he has Spot, but I didn't expect that this **** would want to fool me with **** made in India." Captain Robin said it was a big hit.

"You are obviously being tricked, how come you are looking for this guy, no one in the military harbor knows the cunning Isigerson, this greedy Jew." Old Redding took a sip of rum, his face full Said to Robin sympathetically.

"He is a Jew? No one has mentioned this to me." Captain Robin punched the table with wide-eyed eyes.

"Anyway, your transaction has been completed. Just be careful next time. But you can rest assured that this guy has been here for a long time. Although sometimes he is a bit greedy, he never uses fakes to deceive others. Otherwise The headquarters will not let him be one of the military suppliers. If he accepts your money, the quality of the goods can still be guaranteed." Old Redding comforted Captain Robin and filled his glass with drinks.

At this moment, U106's first officer Lieutenant Igor pushed open the door and walked in. "It looks like you are at ease now, Hank." Igor took off his military cap, wiped his sweat and walked to the desk.

"You have a drink too, Lieutenant." Old Reading took out another glass from the side cupboard.

"No, thank you, Mr. Reading, I have some official duties with the captain." Igor walked to the table and patted Robin on the shoulder.

"Why did you come here? Fuel supply is almost done." Robin looked at his deputy curiously.

"Go back and talk about it." Igor whispered.

"Sorry, old Redding, there seems to be something important. I will find you a drink after I return to the voyage. I will bring you a bottle of the best rum. I promise~IndoMTL.com~Robin Station I got up and said to Old Redding.

"That's great, I look forward to your return soon, Captain Robin, I wish you all the best." Old Redding said goodbye with a smile.

Out of the duty room, Captain Robin followed Igor to the U106 berth.

"The fuel is full. The captain is leading the soldiers to make the final preparations. I came to you because of this." Igor took out a piece of paper from his shirt pocket and handed it to Robin.

"Telegram?" Robin took the paper and looked up.

"Order us to go immediately?"

"Look at the destination again." Igor reminded.

"Haiphong Port?" Captain Robin stopped with a look of surprise.

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