Battle of the Third Reich

"Your Suzhou speaks very well, Mr. Fette." The head of state calmly lifted the teacup and gracefully blew the tea in the cup.

This time it was Fett's turn to be surprised again, the other party could directly point out the language he used, it seems that the German head of state is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

"You are really knowledgeable and able to distinguish the dialects of Suzhou, China." Fett praised respectfully.

Speaking of this, even if it is locals in Suzhou at this time, I am afraid that not many people know that it is "scaring". This tea also has a loud name called "Biluochun", which is said to be the name given by the rabbit hunter Xiaoma Xiaoxuanzi (the rabbit is so cute, how can the rabbit hunt o(≧口≦)o!) .

At that time, the Chrysanthemum of the Qing Dynasty opened its mouth, and the name "Frightening Fragrance" is full of rustic flavor, of course, it can no longer be used. The name of "Biluochun" of the Qing dynasty resounded from the north to the south as the tribute tea, and the name "scared" by the working people has been buried in the pile of old paper.

"Biluochun is a famous Chinese tea, and here is a specially selected specialty product, because the place of production has been occupied by the Japanese army, and Chairman Jiang has little left." Xu Jun took a sip of tea and then took The teacup was put back on the coffee table.

"I'm curious, where did you learn the Suzhou dialect." asked the German head of state.

"I used to go to China with Sir Durant and lived in this place in Suzhou for a week." Feite replied.

"In a week, you learned the local language?" Xu Jun's eyes widened, and the guy in front of him was a genius.

"It's just some simple life language. I have to say that this is a very beautiful dialect." Feite replied somewhat proudly.

"Then you still say, the name of Wu Nong's soft words is not blown out." Xu Jun thought to himself.

"Did Sir Durant ever go to many countries?" The head of state changed the question.

"Jazz doesn't like to travel. That time, it was Miss Rachel's proposal to go to China. She always wanted to go to the East to spend her honeymoon."

"They got married? You said Rachel came to Cairo". Although Xu knew the answer long ago, Xu Jun asked in coordination.

"Yes, Your Excellency, the two of them are married. This should be the most romantic thing I've ever seen in my life." Feet's tone was full of emotion.

He took off his white gloves and thanked Xu Jun for the tea cup in front of him.

"Miss Rachel’s companions had no experience in traveling. They only ran to Cairo with a few suitcases and personal servants. At that time, the security situation in Egypt was very poor, and now it is much better. At that time, it was It’s really chaotic. The streets are full of beggars, thieves and scammers. After getting out of the boat, Miss Rachel lost half of her luggage, as well as her purse and all the documents. You can only sleep on the street." Feite said.

"Does the police care?" Weiler frowned.

"General, it was 1910." Fitter answered with a smile.

"Oh, I forgot." Weiller patted his forehead.

In 1910, Egypt was not yet a British colony, and it was nominally the Egyptian province under the Ottoman Empire. Although the British ambassador to Egypt holds actual control, considering the influence of international politics, the British cannot be too explicit in some respects.

The British worry that if they start this, they will trigger other ideas in Russia and France. These two countries have long salivated the Ottoman Empire, but they are suffering from the lack of a valid reason. If the British dared to annex Egypt openly, the Russians dared to send Constantine the next day.

The situation in Europe before the First World War was a pan-and-tank. Various ethnic conflicts, various regional disputes, various interest disputes, various deaths, and various madnesses. Europe is like sitting on a crater that is about to erupt. Some smart people have been aware of the danger, but most people choose to turn a blind eye. People are immersed in the prosperity brought about by the Industrial Revolution. Europeans do their best to numb themselves. And confidently waiting for the end to come.

"Don't interrupt Fette's story, Weierle." Xu Jun said with a smile, the chief of staff nodded quickly and said yes.

"Please go on, Mr. Fett, what happened later." The head of state opened his hand gracefully, the natural aristocratic temperament, so that the people in the room could not help but apologize. Everyone beside him couldn't help feeling emotion. He was worthy of being the apostle of God, and indeed the leader of the country. The plainness showed majesty, and every action was awe-inspiring.

"From the first sight of Miss Rachel, Sir Durant fell in love with each other hopelessly. At that time he was thirty-six years old, while Miss Rachel was only nineteen years old, but However, Jazz did not care about the age difference, and launched a fanatical pursuit of Miss Rachel. Jazz is a romantic gentleman. He will pick a bouquet of roses from the garden and give it to Miss Leiqier every day. Love letters, and various poems that praise love are countless." Feite looked fascinated about the past.

"Obviously, the old cow wants to nibble the tender grass, but the old guy still said so grandiose." The head of state swallowed the spoonful of dog food with a bit of blood.

Speaking of this, this was a very common thing in Europe at that time. There are even larger age gaps. Some countries do not even have a minimum marriage age limit, so don’t overestimate the morality of Europeans in marriage.

"Miss Rachel was finally moved by Jazz's perseverance." (Head of State: It's hard to disturb, and was beaten by an uncle's neuropathy.)

"So she agreed to Sir's proposal." (Head of State: Poor French Cabbage ahhhhhh.)

"This piano was specially customized by Jazz from Paris at that time. It was an engagement gift for Miss Rachel. He was worried that the young lady would miss her hometown, so he specially chose a French piano. What a romantic idea, this piano I have verified a sincere and beautiful love." (Head of State: This b-level piano is not expensive. It was replaced by me and I even bought it from the piano factory. What is romantic, ah, oh, this dog food is good for teeth.)

"It turned out to be a romantic love story, and Jazz's life after marriage must be very happy." The emperor's head chuckled and radiated a holy light behind his head.

"It is true. Your Excellency the Head of State, Lord Durant and Mrs. Rachel have had a good time. They are immersed in happiness every moment. The jazz and his wife are so happy that even my bystanders are Feeling a bit jealous." Fitter replied.

"It's really enviable. After listening to such a romantic love story, I really want to meet the Jazz couple in person." The head of state said expectantly.

"It's a pity that they have all passed away." Feite replied respectfully, and Xu Jun shook his hand holding the tea cup, almost splashing the tea on his pants.

"That's really a pity, what happened. (You're playing me, believe it or not, drag you out to feed Stalin (╯‵□')╯︵┴─┴)" asked the Head of State with a serious expression.

"During the World War, Jazz joined the British Army, and he contracted malaria in the jungles of East Africa, and died less than half a year after his return. At that time, it was only two months before the end of the war." Feite said heavily.

"What about Mrs. Rachel? When did she die?" Xu Jun asked in a deep voice, picking up half the cigar in the ashtray.

"Just six months after the death of Jazz, Mrs. Rachel returned to the United Kingdom to bury her body with Jazz's body, and in the end caught Spanish flu in London." Fett replied sadly.

The Spanish flu was the most serious epidemic outbreak in the twentieth century, with the number of deaths second only to the infamous black death in history. In just two years from 1918 to 1919, more than one billion people were sick worldwide, and about 40 million of them died. This number was the first war just concluded. Both sides were killed on the battlefield. Four times the total number.

The number given to this horrible virus was h1n1. At that time, all the remains were burned in accordance with the practice, so the true face of this virus could not be seen in future generations. It was not until the end of the twentieth century that American and British scientists isolated this deadly virus on the newly discovered dead bodies of some sick and dead.

"This is really a tragedy." What can Xu Jun say at this time.

"So who is taking care of this hotel now, Mr. Fett, is the family of the Jazz?" Weiler interjected.

"Unfortunately, Jazz has no family in the United Kingdom. In fact, he was forced to leave the United Kingdom. The Durant family has several strong rivals in the country, but they don’t have to worry about it now. The Durant family has completely heired. No one will seek revenge from them anymore.” Fett said sadly: “The owner of this hotel is now Mrs. Rachel’s nephew. He is the last heir to both families, but he returned after the war. France, joined the French army, we have been in correspondence before, but broke off contact after June today, I have written several letters to the French Ministry of the Army, but I haven’t heard back. I had planned to next year A trip to France at the beginning of the year, I have to find Master Jean Dole anyway." Feite's expression was very firm, and it seemed that he had made up his mind.

"I think I might be able to help you. What's the full name of Jean Dour? Which army is participating in." Xu Jun's body was upright, and he said kindly.

"That's really great. His full name is Paul Jean Dour, serving in the 15th Motorized Infantry Division of the French Army. It is not clear which unit is specific. The rank of the army should be just a soldier." Fitt With a face full of excitement, he actually had this idea from the beginning, but he was worried that the other party's identity was too high and he didn't know how to mention it for a while.

Fitt described it logically. An expatriate who returned from overseas to join the army could only serve as a big soldier.

"Eric, send a telegram to the Army Command to help them check it." Xu Jun then turned his head and said to Feite: "As long as it is not killed, you should get news soon."

"I really don't know how to thank you, Your Excellency." Fetted stood up gratefully and bowed to Xu Jun solemnly.

"It's easy. Are you interested in working for me, Mr. Burnt." The head of the head slightly curled up, showing a little fox-like smile.

ps: Thank you for your support, the author will continue to work hard.