Battle of the Third Reich

"Stand up, please all stand up!"

A civilian official in a brown uniform shouted loudly with an iron horn in his hand.

Perhaps to make himself more authoritative, he stood on an empty ammunition box.

The feeling of being condescending is indeed good, but it is regrettable that his listeners did not sell his face at all. The hundreds of German officials in front of him continued to chat about themselves, and no one shouted at him. In response, bursts of laughter burst out from time to time in the crowd.

"What the hell!"

The civilian official felt like a fool in front of the rude officers, which made his a little weird face that was originally thin and thin now covered with a layer of iron gray.

"Everyone is quiet, please stand up in line with the position I arranged for you."

The civilian official shouted loudly. Although he was full of anger now, he was afraid to vent at this time. This is not only because of the difference in the status of the two parties, but more importantly, he cannot mess up his work for this trivial matter, but this is a top priority related to his future.

"General, General Gauss, would you please help me maintain order?"

The helpless civilian officials turned around and shouted loudly at the general who was chatting with several senior officers behind him.

"Oh? What's the matter? Director Ralph."

Liao Xingzheng's Army Command Staff, Major General Gauss, asked back in doubt.

Director Ralph stood awkwardly on the ammunition box and looked at Gauss: "Please help me maintain order, the head of state may be coming soon, we must be ready immediately."

"What, is it time? It's not half an hour."

Gauss raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

"It looks like the plan has changed again. You hear, the military band is playing the parade march, it seems that the head of state is already reviewing the guard of honor. According to this, we have only ten minutes to prepare now, no, now we have only eight minutes, please Come and help me maintain order, those guys don’t listen to me at all."

Director Ralph said eagerly.

"What! It's only eight minutes. What the hell, how come nobody has notified me."

Gauss quickly hurried to Ralph and reached out his hand.

"Give me the microphone."

Ralph quickly handed the gray tin horn in his hand to Gauss.

"What are you doing standing on that thing now? Let me handle the matter here. Are you ready for the work there?"

Gauss hates the feeling of looking up at someone, let alone looking at someone who grows up like that.

"It's all ready, General. Now let's just let those officers stand in line with the position I arranged." Ralph hurriedly jumped off the ammunition box. The ugly thin face now looked humble and pleasing.

"All upright!" Gauss stood on the ammunition box and yelled his password loudly at the noisy officers in front of him.

"Colonel Larks, Colonel Wanke, Colonel Hans, Colonel Terby! Let your men shut up to me immediately and stand upright!"

After all, the general was a general. Under the strict order of Gauss, the scene immediately became quiet.

"You are all heroes on the battlefield, you have exchanged your present merits with your own blood, and exchanged opportunities to meet with the heads of state, and I am here to remind you again, I hope you can cherish this opportunity, do not put it here As your trenches.

You must remember that as a noble German official, you must strictly abide by an officer’s code of conduct at all times, and obeying orders is the most important one.

Well, stand in line with the position that Director Ralph has arranged for you in front of you. The head of state is coming to meet you soon. Time is pressing. Now everyone is moving me, line up, line up, move fast! And those affiliated personnel immediately stood up to me according to the positions rehearsed earlier and moved quickly! "

The roar of Gauss had just settled, and the group of officers below immediately became a pot of congee. Officers and non-commissioned officers at all levels shoved and rushed towards their respective positions.

The quality of the German officials is indeed excellent. After continuing the chaos for half a minute, more than 200 officers at all levels have been neatly divided along the open space by a five-meter wide line according to their military ranks, tall, short, thin and thin. The reading passage of the school was arranged in two rows on both sides. One by one looked at the Gaussian Major who stood on the ammunition box in the middle of the passage.

"This Ralph must have sold fruit before..." Gauss looked at the officers in front of which Ralph carefully arranged in accordance with the categories.

Sergeant Smyschel stood in the team looking around curiously, all before and behind him were full of excited officers with medals on their chests.

Although he is the commander of the Fourth German Army Feng. The driver of General Küchler is usually accustomed to a variety of senior officers, but this time is different. These are imperial heroes who have been fighting from the battlefield. He never thought he could be so close to them. s contact.

What he didn't even think of was that he was able to see the legendary head of state in person this time, which made him feel very excited just thinking about it.

"Come, come, Your Excellency is here."

The crowd began to commotion.

Sergeant Smyschel now hates the **** director. Heard that the idiot came from Berlin and wanted to make a news film about the activities of the head of state in Paris.

Smachel did not object to appearing on camera, to be honest, he was very, very interested in this.

It's just that the director arranged some big officers in the first row of the team, and all of them were big and tall, which made Smechel, who was not tall, very uncomfortable.

Even if the big guy in front of you blocked your chance of getting on the camera, it would be a big loss if you blocked yourself from looking at the head of state.

In fact, he didn't want to think about it. If it wasn't for the director who didn't think the number was enough, he couldn't shoot what he wanted. . . . With that kind of artistry, how could he stand here to get a chance to meet the head of state at a close distance if they are all driving drivers and auxiliary soldiers who are now idle.

"Your Excellency, these are our heroes, they are all the best officers." Feng. Brauchi said to Xu Jun with a smile.

"Well, they are all very energetic. I have read the report given to me by the headquarters. They deserve to be the elite of the Germanic people and the pride of Germany."

Xu Jun smiled and raised the marshal staff in his hand to salute the officers who saluted on both sides. He had not waited for him to put down the beautiful scepter. A cheer had already sounded at the scene. These officers used their excitement to think they were the most suitable. Way to express their sincere respect and welcome to their leaders.

"These officers have long been looking forward to seeing you, my head of state. The two commanders, Lundstad and Bock, asked me to advise you if you would like to personally make some of the best Officer awards?"

Feng. Brauchit asked respectfully.

"Of course, I am certainly willing to honor the heroes of these empires, my commander."

Xu Jun answered happily while waving to the cheering officers.

The emotions of the officers on both sides have now reached the extreme, and it is an unparalleled honor for them to see the German gods of war and the lord of the empire. This is also the most valuable affirmation of the merits they have obtained through **** battles.

The officers cheered with all their strength and shouted out all the slogans they could think of in their almost blank brain, from the long live the head of state to the oath of allegiance, from the fight to London to the long live Germany, as long as they felt able to express The words of excitement in my heart shouted out.

After all these officers were excited, they did not forget the discipline of the army, so although the scene was extremely hot, no one stepped out of the fine white line.

Maybe some people think that this is because there is a heavily armed gendarme standing every five meters in front of the wall, but Xu Jun knows that even without those gendarmes, these people would not cross Leichi one step at random. These officers are deeply rooted in the absolute awe of authority.

Looking at countless crazy waving arms, countless excited flushed faces, one after another cheers and shouts, the orderly formation and no deformation of the formation, this made Xu Jun feel sincere about the German's paranoia of order Awesome.

This scene must have only appeared in Germany at that time. How to say, this is orderly chaos, or order in chaos.

With a smile, Xu Jun walked aloft in the middle of this five-meter-wide passageway, and kept waving to the officers who were jumping on both sides. Feng. Brauchit followed him step by step. The commander-in-chief, consciously, was slightly behind by a half step, smiling and waving to the officers frequently.

Dougan was still extremely cool. This loyal adjutant in the uniform of the SS followed closely on the other side of Xu Jun, holding a holster around his waist with one hand, and his eyes were still on. Walk around the crowd on both sides.

The headquarters and other generals of the army and some senior civilian officials gathered in twos and threes in a scattered team. They followed behind Xu Jun and carefully kept enough distance to highlight the protagonist's existence.

The two videographers ran back and forth on both sides of the team, carrying the very advanced portable 8mm camera at the time, and stopped to take a breath as soon as they found the angle and scene they felt were appropriate.

A high platform was erected behind the welcome queue, and a large camera was placed on it, and several large cameras were placed in the crowd on both sides of Xu Jun's walkway, feeling that the director Ralph from Berlin wanted The filming is not just a news film but more like preparing for a masterpiece.

Xu Jun exerted his personal charm vigorously in front of the officers. The elegant aristocratic temperament revealed in his hands and the strong sense of oppression brought by the identity of the lord of the empire were clever and perfect. Being fused together, those officers can't help but feel that being able to fight for such an excellent leader is the most correct choice in their life. God is really benevolent.

Just as Xu Jun led his generals half way, a sudden scream rang out from the crowd on one side, even overwhelming the cheers of the officers around them.

"Catch him! That man is an assassin!"