Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 41: Wechat (2)

　　 Good weather will bring people a good mood, and Xu Jun is in a very good mood now.

　　 Walking on the streets of Paris in 1940, the scenes that were once only left on the blurry black and white photos and film films are now vividly presented in front of him. Xu Jun felt an inexplicable touch from the bottom of his heart.

　　This is a vibrant era. People have just emerged from the shadow of the world-class financial crisis, and everyone is full of hope for their future lives.

　　 Unfortunately, due to the exhaustion of the patience of the biggest angry youth in Europe, Europe was once again shrouded in war and was notified by the ignorant Nazis for four years.

　　If Xu Jun hadn't come to this time and space, this disaster would surely sweep the world along the course of history. For four full years, those good times are gone forever, and people's noble values ​​have been abandoned, leaving only broken walls and a distorted world pattern. The sequelae caused will afflict Europe for half a century.

　　 But now Xu Jun is here. He has reached this era. He has assumed the responsibility that fate entrusted him to. He must be responsible for all of this. He must not let that tragedy happen again. He has this right and power.

　　 Xu Jun is now looking at the peace and tranquility on people’s faces. He knows that he has successfully changed the course of history. The next thing to do is, if you continue, and defend the current results and make them Healthy continuation.

　　"The Seine is right in front of you, sir."

　　 Weierle said from the side.

　　 From leaving the square to now, this is the first time he has spoken. It seems that the Chief of Staff finally decided to break the pot.

　　 "Oh, it's still early, let's take a walk around the river, I haven't seen the Seine up close."

　　 Xu Jun answered with a smile.

　　"I haven't seen it either, Mr. Weierle..."

　　 Randolph interjected.

　　 "Just follow along, don't look around."

　　 Weierle turned his head and glared at Randolph fiercely, scaring him back at what Randolph hadn't had time to say.

　　 The three people stopped at a traffic light. It was a busy intersection. Vehicles to the Champs Elysées and Versailles passed by.

　　 A German military policeman and two French policemen leaned on a three-wheeled motorcycle on the side of the street and chatted happily. They seemed to be familiar with each other.

　　 This is what Xu Jun wants to see most. In addition to hating and killing each other, Germans and French can also establish friendship.

　　Xu Jun is very clear about the foundation of this friendship. That is equality, honesty, mutual understanding and trust.

　　 In order to achieve these goals, Xu Jun issued a lot of related orders, trying his best to deepen mutual understanding between Germans and French, eliminate the gap caused by history, let them respect each other and establish the most basic trust .

　　 Although there will be various obstacles before reaching the goal, Xu Jun has already seen hope from the scene before him.

　　 Xu Jun first worked on the military, because as colleagues, they have a common language. As long as they are not in a hostile state, it is easiest for soldiers to understand each other and establish friendship.

　　 For example, the poor French army, Xu Jun did not put them in prison camps after accepting their surrender. They are still stationed in their respective military camps.

　　 Xu Jun didn't even seize their weapons, just sealed up some heavy equipment and ammunition.

　　 Xu Jun allowed them to continue to retain their own organization and were led by their original officers. In addition to not allowing weapons to be taken out of the barracks, soldiers can enter and leave the barracks at will with the consent of the officers, and French officers are allowed to wear theirs. Medals and pistols took to the streets.

　　 This made the French soldiers really confused for a while, they were not sure what the Germans wanted to do.

　　 But those privileges really made them happy. They felt that they had regained their lost respect, and quickly recovered from the frustration of being captured.

　　Especially their commander asked whether French soldiers can participate in street patrols to help the Germans maintain order in Paris. After the German head of state readily approved the request, the hostility of those French soldiers towards the Germans began to slowly fade.

　　 This was originally a test, and Xu Jun knew this too well. The French wanted to know where the Germans' bottom line was. Xu Jun told them with facts that the Germans' bottom line was much lower than they thought.

　　 Of course, it is a bit unrealistic to let the other party completely forget the hatred of the country and the family by relying solely on such small favors. But Xu Jun believes that as long as the seeds are planted, mutual trust is established, and this relationship is maintained with honesty and patience, then this seed will grow into a towering tree. This kind of precedent abounds in history.

　　Similarly, there have been so many big trees that have suddenly fallen down in history. Under conflicts of interest, no matter how powerful alliances can fall apart, countries that are friendly to each other can turn into enemies, and once close nations can become mortal enemies.

　　 Xu Jun did not dare to hope that the tree he planted would survive the ages. The only thing he thinks of and can do now is to plant the seed and try his best to care for it, for himself and for the shoulders Responsibilities.

　　 Xu Jun and his party came to the banks of the Seine, standing on the high embankment and looking at the towering spires of Notre Dame in the distance. The turquoise Seine water flows quietly. This one carries this The city and the river in the entire history of this country use her unique way to tell Xu Jun those stories that have long since disappeared.

　　"It’s really a beautiful river. I can imagine the lively scene when those French nobles brought their families to the river for a picnic. Louis XIII, Louis XIV, those great kings, maybe they Once at war like we do now, here you can see this beautiful city..."

　　 Weierle exclaimed sincerely.

　　"Well, to be precise, what we saw was much more beautiful than what they saw back then, Weierle. Paris was not built in a day. The Champs Elysées was only a suburban villa area, on both sides of the Seine. It’s still a meadow. It’s the diligence and hard work of the Parisians that made this city's current splendor ~ IndoMTL.com~ Speaking of looking back at history, what I am thinking of now is the darkest page in Paris. It was the place of death during the French Revolution. The clear waters of the Seine were dyed red with the blood of innocent victims, and the waters were often covered with the remains of those murdered victims."

　　 Xu Jun spoke indifferently.

　　 "You can really be mad, sir. Aren't we here to relax? Why do you even mention those unpleasant things."

　　 Weierle said with a wry smile.

　　"Because I was a little afraid that that scene would happen again in my hands, I felt a little emotional for a while, Weierle."

　　"You are worried about the country... I don’t think you need to worry about anything, sir. Hans will take care of everything for you. We are all aware of his character, and moreover, there is also Borman behind his back. He..."

　　 "What I worry about is... Forget it, let's not talk about this, let's go to that restaurant, I'm a little hungry."

　　 Xu Jun turned and walked down the embankment.

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