Battle of the Third Reich

"It's all ready at the airport. Is my head still leaving at the scheduled time?" Disenhofen put a small pot of green tea on the coffee table near the head.

"Thank you, Eric, you don't have to postpone. You will leave on time after an hour." Xu Jun signed the name at the end of the file, closed the folder and handed it to Dogen, who was standing beside him.

"My head, then I will deal with the matter immediately." Dogen held the folder under his arm and respectfully asked the head for instructions.

"You go, rush to the airport an hour later, is it too late?"

"No problem at all, my head." Dougan lifted his chest, his boots collided neatly, and raised his arms to pay tribute to the head.

"I figured it out, and I have already invested about 700,000 German marks. It will increase next month, and it will take about 2.2 million." Weierle, who was sitting on the couch, put down his pencil. Reported to Xu Jun.

"Did you count the Polish side?" Xu Jun picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

"It all counts, my head." Wehrler nodded affirmatively.

"This is just a small amount. If we can achieve the results we need, it is worth even doubling the investment. The eyes of Odin do not have to worry about my problems at all." Xu Jun put down the teapot and picked up his usual use. Blue and white porcelain tea cup.

"I understand what you mean, this is a fairly complicated plan. There are still some family members of the relevant personnel waiting to be transferred, and some of the victims need to be pensioned and bought." Weierle continued to report.

"I know everything you said. I have read all the reports and know the difficulties and dangers of the front-line staff. Weyler, we don’t have much time. Before the end of the year, I will see the results. I have always believed in Odin. Eyes, this time will not disappoint me." Xu Jun waved his hand after finishing speaking.

"I understand, everything will be as you wish, my head." Weyler bowed his head respectfully.

"I believe Colonel Kirsten can handle everything. Weirler, sometimes you should let go and try to let your subordinates solve these problems." Xu Junming took a sip of warm tea.

"I'm really too nervous, my head of state. [Winter] The plan has been fully launched. At this time, any small mistakes may have a very serious impact on the implementation of the entire plan." Weierle plated A tea cup was raised in his face.

"Just do what you should do, you look at me." Xu Jun said with a smile to his number one staff.

"Yeah, my head, you are right." Weierle smiled with a helpless smile.

"Looking at the time, Blumberg left Haiphong last night." Xu Jun looked up at the classical craft clock on the fireplace.

"They are seven hours away from Berlin. They should be at sea now." Weyler picked up a small cookie from the dessert plate on the coffee table.

"The first batch of Chinese laborers has already begun to settle in several southern regions. Betan actually became interested in Chinese laborers. We called on the phone last night and I told him that unless he gave these Chinese people the same treatment as us, Guess what he answered at the time." Xu Jun put down the teacup and opened the lid of the wooden cigar box.

"He must have said that he should consider it." Weiler replied chewing the cookie.

"He did answer this way. France is now working hard to resume production. They need a lot of cheap labor to save production costs. Our orders for French military companies may have to be delayed for some time before delivery." Xu Jun bite The trimmed cigar highlights the slender special match.

"My head of state, Deputy Minister Ribbentrop has arrived." Disenhofen reported at the door of the office.

"Let him come in immediately and wait for him for a long time."

"Observe, my head of state, head of state please go in immediately, your deputy minister." The adjutant helped the door handle and opened the door, letting the foreign minister into the house.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" The Deputy Foreign Minister raised his arms in tribute.

"Sit here, Ribbentrop." Xu Jun raised his cigar and beckoned to the champagne merchant.

"How's the situation?" Xu Jun couldn't wait to ask when the other party was seated.

"Oshima was very surprised when he got the things. He asked us where we got the information." Ribbentrop opened his carrying bag and put a check in front of Xu Jun.

"This is something that he deliberately stuffed me before I left."

"80,000 marks, the Bavarian Commercial Bank, the Japanese are really generous." Xu Jun picked up the cheque and stretched his finger and flicked the gray-green ticket.

"You keep it, Ribbentrop." Xu Jun handed the check to the Deputy Foreign Minister.

"No, my head of state, this is a bribe, I can't accept it." The former Champagne merchant's face was just astonishing right now.

"You can take it out, which is enough to prove your loyalty to me. This is used as a reward for your work during this time. Your daily expenses are very large, and you just need subsidies." Although I know that this guy in front of me usually catches up with the public welfare Benefits, but for that loyalty, you should still be encouraged.

"The Soviet Navy's No. 23 naval plan. This information is sent to Japan, and Oshima will not be less rewarded." Weierle also said with a smile.

"Yes, Judging from Oshima's expression, he attached great importance to this information." After a few seconds of twitching, Ribbentrov took the check in Xu Jun's hand and folded it into the dress. Inside pocket.

"At the same time building four super battleships loaded with 65,000 tons, the Japanese will definitely not think that this is against Germany." The head of state shrugged after speaking.

"This will make the Japanese's mind clearer." Ribbentrop echoed with a flattering smile.

"No, I think it will be the opposite." Xu Jun turned the cigar in his hand.

"My head of state, do you mean?" The deputy minister of foreign affairs was humbly taught.

"It's too early to say that, did Oshima have doubts about the authenticity of the information at the time?" Weiler interjected.

"There is no doubt at all. I told him that it was out of our personal friendship, and the empire officials did not know it." Ribbentrov's face was proud.

"Okay, this time you did very well, and I am very satisfied. After returning this time, there will be more important tasks for you." The head of state affirmed the deputy minister's achievements.

"Everything is for Germany, my head." Ribbentrop looked firm and declared his loyalty to the empire.

"By the way, are you ready for the salute? Will you wear a suit later?" Xu Jun pointed the cigar at the dress on the deputy minister's body.

"The salute has been sent to the airport, and I brought another set of dress. Oh, thank you, Eric." At this time, Disenhofen brought a cup of coffee to the Deputy Minister, and Ribbentrop nodded politely. Thanks.

"I heard that the weather in Italy is very good, my head." Weiler said with a small cookie.

"Go to Mussolini's funeral first, by the way, Eric, what about my speech?" Xu Jun looked up at his adjutant.

"It's in the filing cabinet, and all of your dresses are packed." Disenhofen replied.

"Don't forget the white one."

"I will not forget, my head." The adjutant answered with his hands behind his back.

"The Vatican said it will welcome you with the most solemn ceremony." Ribbentrop said.

"The gift for the pope is already on the plane." Xu Jun tilted his head and looked at the adjutant.

"It's all ready, and all the cardinals, bishops, and deacons are all on board." Disenhofen said with his fingers.

"Well, it's almost time, let's go now." Looking up at the clock, the head of state stood up.

"The team is already waiting at the front door." Disenhofen hurried to the desk and picked up Xu Jun's military cap on the table.

"My head, are you going to go to Greece this time?" Weyler picked up the coat and briefcase beside the sofa.

"If you have time, I want to take a look at Athens." Xu Jun took the military cap from Disenhofen and put it on his head.

"Have you never been there before? My head."

"This is the first time, Ribbentrop."

"I remember you have been to Greece a dozen times, Ribbentrop, the head of state can ask him any questions."

"That is indeed an honor, my head."

"It's a pity that this season is not suitable for swimming, Eric."

"There will be a chance next year, my head."

"Weirle, if there is a chance, I want to go to Egypt to see the pyramids."

"If the plan goes smoothly, you will get what you want."

"I also want to go back to Shanghai to see it, Weierle."

"Wait a minute, my head, what did you mean by "hui"?"

A group of people walked along the magnificent Imperial Gallery towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Palace.

ps: catch up, thank you for your understanding.