Battle of the Third Reich

"Eric." Xu Jun looked down at the cigar in his hand.

"Yes, my head." The adjutant put the document on the desk in the corner.

"Who came to this room after breakfast today?" Xu Jun put the cigar in the ashtray.

"No one, my head." Disenhofen turned around, looking at the head of empire curiously.

"Is there really no one?" Xu Jun frowned.

"You can ask Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, my head of state, at that time he was the only one here." Disenhofen reported.

"Randolph" Xu Jun raised his right hand to cover his forehead.

"Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, has recently started to learn to smoke cigars?" the head of state asked, biting his teeth.

"It seems that this is the case, Colonel Dougan should be clearer." Disenhofen replied respectfully, and then asked with concern: "Is there any problem? My head."

"Ah, what, it's okay, everything is fine." Xu Jun looked casual, raising his hands to dust the front of the shirt.

"Have the documents been sorted?" The head of state slowly walked to the beverage table.

"It has been sorted according to time, my head." Disenhofen replied.

"Is there a report from Norway?" Xu Jun picked up the crystal bottle on the table and poured himself a full glass of Scotch whisky.

"I remember there seemed to be a copy, please wait a moment, my head of state." Disenhofen turned around and rummaged through the pile of documents.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the head of state quickly poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and then lifted his head to rinse his mouth with whiskey.

"Ah, I found it. It's this one, my head." Disenhofen exclaimed happily.

"Uh grunt." Xu Jun was taken aback, subconsciously swallowing all the wine in his mouth into his throat, a face suddenly turned red.

"What's wrong? My head?" the adjutant asked with concern.

Disenhofen feels that everyone has become very strange today. Is it because of the water and soil problems in Italy? You will not become like this. The young adjutant began to take care of his own morality.

"It's okay, give me the report." Xu Jun shook his head vigorously and placed the remaining half of the whiskey on the table.

"The test site set up in Norway has been completed and the first batch of equipment has arrived in Jacktwick." Disenhofen handed the documents to Xu Jun.

"The person in charge of the test site requested an increase in the distribution of food and fuel. The meteorological department predicted that the temperature there will drop to minus ten degrees next week," the deputy reported.

"The preparatory work is going well, and the staff there should be rewarded." Xu Jun walked to the desk with the document.

"Forward to the headquarter equipment office." Xu Jun signed a name below the document.

"And this one is a telegram from Henschel. They may not be able to complete the scheduled production quantity before the contract date arrives at the end of December. Unless more skilled technicians are available, they will only slow down the new production line. Construction speed."

"What do they want to do? I have emphasized long ago! The completion date of the engine production line is strictly calculated, and it must not be delayed by one day. Now there is a lack of skilled craftsmen throughout Germany, what can I do, I am not magic Master!" Xu Jun threw the pen on the table angrily.

"Turn it to Martin Bolman and let him deal with it." The head of state eased his mind, then picked up the poor pen and gave instructions under the document.

"If the investigation is carried out and the reason for the production delay is due to the dereliction of duty of some people, then the case is handed over to Himmler." Xu Jun closed the folder and left it aside.

"I want a pot of strong tea, you know, still the old habit, Eric." Xu Jun opened the next document.

"Please wait a moment, my head." Disenhofen retired slightly.

"Regional leader? Leave it to Himmler to deal with." The head of state danced with the pen.

"What's this? The list of people requesting pardon? All of them are from the General Administration of Security?" Xu Jun pondered for a while with a pen, and finally signed the name.

"What's this? The bill for the renovation of the Berchtesgaden Villa! Why did you send it to me? Ah, I remembered it." Xu Jun almost forgot about it.

After Hitler's death, the title deeds and deeds of the eagle's nest were all in the hands of Xu Jun, but he didn't like the decoration full of Bavarian countryside. He preferred the gorgeous and exquisite Rococo style, so it was just completed in less than two years. Eagle Nest, once again ushered in a huge engineering team.

"Full funding from my personal account allows the construction party to send some pictures." Xu Jun wrote to Martin Ballman in serious cursive style.

The door of the parlor opened quietly, and Disenhofen pushed in with a food truck.

"The tea you want, there are some small snacks just made in the kitchen." The lieutenant put the tea and food on the small round table in front of the window.

"Thank you, Eric, wait for me to approve this document." Xu Jun signed the **** under a military officer promotion report.

"The rest will not be processed until General Weiler returns. I have read all of them." Xu Jun stretched his waist and stood up from behind his desk.

At this time, the door of the reception room was lightly knocked, and Disenhofen quickly walked to open the door and found that it was Colonel Dougan standing outside.

"My head, I heard that you are looking for me." Dougan walked into the room, took off his military cap and clamped it under his armpit, his boots hitting Jun Jun and nodded in tribute.

"Yes, Daogen, come here." Xu Jun beckoned to Daogen.

"I watched the event schedule for this evening, and the dance after the dinner may have to be held for half an hour. The number of guards and patrol routes also need to be adjusted temporarily." Xu Jun sat down at the round table and took over the emperor Tea cup handed over by Senhofen.

"No problem, my head, just tell me what adjustments to make, and I will arrange it immediately." Dougan nodded and answered.

"No need to be so anxious, Dogen, there is still a lot of time now. Sit down and accompany me to enjoy afternoon tea." Xu Jun sipped his strong tea.

"Thank you, my head." Dogen sat down.

"Eric, you too." The head of state knocked on the table.

"Yes, my head." Disenhofen dragged a chair and sat next to Xu Jun.

"Have you been to Rome before? Eric." The head of state put down the teacup.

"I used to visit my family once during the summer vacation in middle school, but the time was too tight to visit the city carefully." Disenhofen first made a cup of tea for Dougan, and then brought himself a clean cup.

"There are a lot of monuments worth seeing here. I suggest that you can find a Roman gendarme as a guide." Dougan took a sip of the tea cup and immediately frowned bitterly.

"What is this?" Dogen looked at the yellow-green tea in the teacup.

"Thick tea with three times the tea leaves, Colonel." Disenhofen replied while scooping sugar into his cup.

"Why drink this." Dougan stared at the sugar bowl in Disenhofen's hand.

"The head of state likes to drink this to refresh." Disenhofen handed the sugar bowl to Dougan, took a sip from the teacup, and then gently lowered the teacup.

"Swallow, Eric." Xu Jun looked at his adjutant coldly.

Seeing Disenhofen bitterly with a small face, the head's mood suddenly got better.

Dougan swallowed a spit, quietly lowered the sugar bowl in his hand.

"Drinking strong tea cannot add sugar, Dougan, all I need is this original taste." Xu Jun picked up the teapot and filled himself with another cup.

"If you drink this for the first time, you will definitely not get used to it. Eating a snack will make you feel better." The head of state smiled and pushed the snack tray past.

"Thank you, my head." Dougan twisted a pretzel.

"How is the preparation work for tomorrow's ceremony?" Xu Jun asked Dougan and handed the dessert plate to Disenhofen.

"It's all arranged, the Vatican is very grateful, they will welcome you with the highest level of etiquette." Dougan said with a cookie.

"Is it like welcoming a saint?" Xu Jun laughed.

"This is the honor of the Holy See, my head of state." Disenhofen put the dessert plate aside.

"So what about the venue of the memorial service?" The head of empire took the tea cup seriously.

"I just spoke with Randolph in front of me, and the venue has been set up. From this evening until the ceremony tomorrow, the area will be subject to full martial law. The Italian military police and the German Army will block all roads nearby. Any No one who has declared will be allowed to enter this area, and those who force intruders will be killed on the spot." Dogen replied seriously.

"Very good, so I can rest assured." Xu Jun lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Speaking of which, do you know that Randolph has started learning to smoke cigars?" the head of the head asked with a finger on the cup.

"God, did you find out? This thing really made me a little bit inexplicable. My head, you know that Lieutenant Colonel Randolph has always admired you. I found that sometimes he will learn to imitate."

"Please don't say it, I get it." Xu Jun raised his hand to stop Dou Gen from continuing to say, this topic is really embarrassing.

"Please tell Randolph, I have no opinion on his new hobby, but I hope he will not forget in the future, take away the cigar that has not been smoked." Xu Jun said sincerely.

"I'll tell him, my head of state. Can I ask if Randolph has messed up anything again?" Dougan asked with a serious expression.

"Don't be so nervous, Colonel, you just need to tell him for me." The head of the head picked up the tea cup, blocking the smile from the corner of his mouth.

"I think you are sometimes too indulgent in Randolph. My head, I know this idiot better than you. I can't relax his supervision at any time, otherwise he will cause you great trouble if you are not careful. "Dougen frowned and complained.

After the head of state was convinced that Randolph could not escape this time, he happily picked up the teapot and filled the teacup for Dougan himself.

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