Battle of the Third Reich

The banquet at the Prime Minister’s Palace last night lasted until 10 pm, because most of the participants were energetic military school graduates, the heads of state were unusually approachable, and the atmosphere in the second half of the banquet became very cheerful. Xu Jun drank an exception during the banquet. A lot of spirits, the head of state got a headache when he got up the next day.

The angry head of the empire rolled around on the bed with a quilt, and tossed for a full quarter of an hour before finally agreeing to get out of bed and changing clothes. The condition was that Disenhofen promised to give him a cup of hot milk immediately Serve twice the honey.

Under the repeated instructions of the lieutenant of life, the head of state took off his white silk pajamas embroidered with the imperial eagle emblem and abbreviated name on his chest, and prepared to take a shower in the bathroom.

This pajamas was a gift given to him by the girls of the head of state's secretariat, because it was a high-end custom-made product, worth 760 deutschmarks, and because it was a gift for the head, the store also specially discounted it.

This is almost the two-week salary of the female secretaries, and it was a considerable sum at the time, but the girls did not care, who called the emperor of the empire so charming.

Xu Jun was very happy after receiving this gift. He also prepared a return gift for the girls, one custom sapphire brooch per person.

After taking a hot bath, Xu Jun felt a lot refreshed. There was still some hangover in his head. When he hummed back to the bedroom, he found that Disenhofen had been waiting with milk for a long time.

"What's the interesting news this morning." Xu Jun drank milk on his back.

"Nothing special, my head, if it is interesting, a group of drunkards rushed out of the Imperial Chancellery last night and sang a half-night military song in front of the Brandenburg Gate." Disenhofen from the closet Here he took out a brand-new marshal uniform and spread it carefully on Xu Jun's bed.

"Well, Eric, I know that I drank too much yesterday, and I will definitely not next time." Xu Jun put the empty milk cup on the coffee table and shyly asked the personal adjutant for mercy.

"I don't mean to blame you, my head of state." Disenhofen put the polished riding boots to the bed.

"That's it, that's good, ah ha ha ha ha." The head of the empire was acting silly with his wet hair.

"Change your uniform today, what did you get yesterday?" Xu Jun hurriedly digressed when the adjutant ignored him.

"Oil and wine stains cannot be left overnight, they must be washed as soon as possible."

"Ahahahahahaha, that's it. Hahaha." The head of the Third Empire entered the silly mode again.

Because I had been up late, of course, the morning luck of the day was of course gone. After wearing and finishing with the help of the adjutant, the head of state went downstairs and went straight to his office.

"Bring breakfast to the office. Remember to add a fried egg and ask General Weiler to come to see me. The briefing will be in the office. Is Ribbentrop coming?" After entering the Imperial Gallery, the head of state immediately went to work. At this state, he quickly walked on the marble floor and shouted to the close adjutant beside him.

"Already here, waiting in the lounge, my head."

"What about Himmler?"

"I'll ask."

"Inform Bolman and Goebbels that I will hold a press conference at three in the afternoon."

"Obey, my head."

"Is this Dougan or Randolph on duty this morning?"

"It's Colonel Dougan, my head."

"Ready for the team, I'll go to the headquarters on time at eleven."

"It has been notified, my head."

"Very good, Eric, you are busy." Xu Jun stopped in front of the tall room of the prime minister's office. The two guards of the Qiqi raised their rifles to salute, and then stepped forward to push their heads away. A heavy gate.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" Disenhofen raised his right arm behind Xu Jun to pay tribute. The two guards quickly closed the door after the head of state entered the office.

"Hi, Reinhardt!" Two female secretaries stood at the map table and raised their arms to salute Xu Jun.

"Hey that, forget it." Xu Jun raised his arm and turned his wrist, and walked towards his desk.

The general head of empire will spend half a day in the prime minister's office, and then rush to the command headquarters for a few hours, and then go to several government departments to make a circle, and it will almost be dinner time.

"This is the official document that you need to deal with today. These are the letters received." Miss Secretary moved a large stack of documents to the desk, and then added a bundle of neatly stacked mail.

"Thank you, Miss Volkline, and you, Miss Hutson." Xu Jun took a document and took out a pen from the pen case.

"This is the labor census report submitted by the leaders of the East Hanover region. We have checked the data and logged in the report." Anne Vlaquine stood at the desk and reported gently.

"Um" Xu Jun flipped through the document and then drew an exclusive **** on the blank of the document.

"Archive."

"Yes, my head." The female secretary put the document on the table together and put it on the side of the document car.

"My head, your breakfast." Disenhofen opened the side door of the office and then pushed in a dining car.

"Nuremberg sausages and fried eggs, as well as vegetable salad." Disenhofen put breakfast in front of Xu Jun.

"What else do I need? My head."

"Okay, thank you, Eric."

"Also, General Weiler is waiting for your summons at the break." The adjutant reported.

"Invite him to come in, and ask Ribbentrop to come too." Xu Jun tucked the napkin into the neckline.

"Follow your orders, my head of state." Disenhofen replied, leaning back.

"Miss Voclain, the documents are here first, and I will call you when I need them." The head of state picked up the knife and fork and smiled to the secretaries.

"Follow your orders, my head." The female secretary stood up and raised her hand in a salute, then immediately followed Dizenhofen and left the office.

As the head of state began to cut the second sausage, Weierle and Ribbentrov entered the prime minister's office.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" The two raised their hands to salute the head of state.

"Come here, Weierle, good morning, Ribbentrop." Xu Jun lowered his knife and waved at the two men.

"My head." Weierle walked to the desk and nodded again.

"Please sit down." Xu Jun swung the fork with the sausage in between, and begged the two to sit down.

"What's new?" The head of empire cut the crunchy sausage.

"Things are going very smoothly, not exceeding our expectations." Weierle replied respectfully.

"Where is the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" The head of empire looked up at the Deputy Minister of Foreign Affairs.

"The Siamese and Siamese government, through the British Foreign Office, asked us to come forward and mediate." Ribbentrop's voice was a little excited.

"Are Siamese ready to pay the price?" Xu Jun stirred the creamy salad with a fork.

"They are willing to apologize to the empire for the mistakes made in the last war, and are willing to compensate the losses caused to the German companies and the diaspora that year." Ribbentrop replied.

What they are discussing is the events that happened 23 years ago, when the First World War broke out, and Siamese King Rama VI turned to Britain because of his military studies in Britain, so he ignored the older generation of royal family Opposition, outrageously declared war on the Allies.

Prince Zaklapeng, who had studied abroad with the King, was the most determined supporter of this matter. He personally led the Siam police to arrest all German and Austro-Hungarian businessmen and diasporas, threw them into prison, and confiscated all of them. At the same time, they also ordered the Siamese Navy to seize all German and Austrian merchant ships that had taken refuge in the Siamese harbour at that time, and included them in the merchant fleet of the Siamese royal family.

Because many members of the last generation of the Siamese royal family have studied in Germany, Siam and Germany have established a friendship of up to 20 years, Germany has a lot of investment in Siam, and even many trade companies with headquarters in China In Bangkok, when the war broke out, Siam became the German diaspora regarded as a safe haven in Southeast Asia. Numerous German businessmen overseas in Asia at that time ran from the Anglo-French-Japanese control area to Siam to take refuge. For the Germans in Asia at the time, this was a disaster.

After the war, because Siam was a victorious country, and Britain and France were behind it, all actions were justified in the name of war, and the Weimar government in Germany at that time could only be deaf and dumb. Things have passed for more than two decades, and it seems to have been forgotten. The Siamese did not expect the Germans to remember this all the time, and stubbornly wanted to settle the general ledger with them.

In fact, after Germany won the European War, Siam already felt that the situation was not good. The change of opinion was just Indochina, which made them feel nervous. If there was German acquiescence behind it, how could France be allowed to move to Asia? Such a powerful armed force.

The fleet alone is enough to scare the Siamese officials out of shit, not to mention the entire French elite soldiers, and they are all fully armed.

"You can talk to them slowly, so don't mention the accountability of those responsible." Xu Jun shook his knife.

"Yes, my head of state." The foreign minister nodded and said yes.

"Where is Rama VII now?" Xu Jun looked at Weierle.

"I've arrived in Paris. Betan arranged him in a villa on the outskirts, guarded by heavy soldiers." Weiler opened the briefcase and took out a document and put it on the desk.

"This was just delivered in the morning." The lieutenant general opened the folder and pulled one of the photos before pushing it to Xu Jun.

"Well, is Rama VIII still in Switzerland?"

"Still, my head of state, the people around us are arranged, and the Swiss side has provided comprehensive assistance." Weierle replied.

"Well, let the child stay in Switzerland as far as he is," Xu Jun pushed the knife to Weierle with the picture, and then asked: "Does he have any ideas about the throne."

"Yes, but it can be seen that he still has some concerns. His majesty was obviously terrified by his prime minister." Weierle answered with a smile.

"It's a good thing to have ambition, Weierle, especially this kind of talentless person." The head of state picked out the fried egg and sprinkled some sea salt on it.

"Yes, my head." Weiller nodded in agreement.

"Now we are waiting for the news from French Indochina." Xu Jun broke a slice of bread and dipped the yolk dipped in the fried egg.

"My head of state, the Japanese ambassador asked to meet me in the afternoon, maybe it was to talk about the question of the Franco-Siam war, what attitude should we show." Ribbentrop asked respectfully.

"The Third Reich expressed its serious concern about the conflict in South Asia. We will urge the French government to exercise restraint as much as possible. Germany has sent an investigation team formed by professionals to investigate in conflict areas.

At the same time, Germany regrets the air battle in French Indochina airspace, asks the Siamese side to find out the truth of this matter as soon as possible, and gives Germany a reasonable explanation. Xu Jun chewed the egg bread and described the official article. There were a lot of diplomatic remarks in exchange for the admiration of the Vice Foreign Minister.

"Eric! What time is it over French Indochina?" Xu Jun asked loudly with a fork in sight when the adjutant pushed the door in.

"At 3:30 in the afternoon, my head." Eric replied without thinking.

"Ah?" The head of state was stunned, his adjutant seemed to have a set.

"This is a telegram just sent, my head, from Hanoi." The adjutant smiled and put the telegram on the desk.

"Take away these, I'm done." Xu Jun took out the napkin and wiped his mouth, and then placed it beside the dinner plate.

"Okay, my head."

"Bring a pot of tea, to be thicker, my head still hurts." Xu Jun picked up the telegram on the table.

"Follow your orders, my head." The adjutant respectfully gave his life.

"The intelligence of the Eye of Odin is accurate, and the Japanese joint fleet is dispatched." Xu Jun looked up at Weiller.

"With the support of Japan, the attitude of the Siamese government will begin to change. The time is ripe for the next step."

After reading the telegram, the head of empire folded the document in half and put it on hand.

"Observe, my heads of state are all ready, and the news will soon spread throughout Southeast Asia." Weyler replied.

"If the plan can be carried out smoothly in accordance with our expectations, the basic strategic situation will emerge before the end of the year, and hope this will give us six to ten months of preparation time." Xu Jun rubbed his forehead, from the table Corner took a blank note.

"Blumberg is going to leave tomorrow, let him go to the Japanese occupied area for a turn, so that it can be delayed for at least three days." Xu Jun wrote two lines on the note.

"Immediately sent to Tokyo, using the "Gray Pigeon" code." The head of state handed the note to Weiller.

"Are you going to use that channel?" Weierle took off the monocle in surprise.

"The fuze has been activated, my Chief of Staff, no need to hesitate anymore."

Xu Jun stood up and walked to the office window, pulling open the curtains. The winter sun was shining on the bunker site in the garden. The guards in black uniforms stood upright against the wind with a gun, killing the weather.

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