Imperial Overlord

In front of a 24-inch LCD monitor, a thin boy with glasses was typing desperately on the keyboard. His typing speed was very fast, and he even felt hysterical.

A cheap keyboard made a muffled crackle under his fingers, sounding urgent and inexplicable.

On the screen were several QQ dialog boxes and a dozen or so web pages, including some forums and some military websites.

This boy is mad at one of the QQ groups, and he is fighting several opponents by himself. The topic is also a very high-level topic, and various conjectures about the Second World War are analyzed.

Like many keyboard warriors on the Internet, this boy named Li Le is immersed in the fantasy that he can save the world, and desperately pours his thinking ammunition on those opponents through the invisible network, striving to wipe out the whole world. opponents who disagree with them.

As the so-called life of gutter oil and Zhongnanhai's heart, Li Le's iron cross justice is incompatible with modern mainstream values.

And there is no actual result to back it up. He can only use his imagination and some data he thinks to be accurate to persuade others, but the effect is often unsatisfactory.

"Can you post some dry stuff? A Nazi is a Nazi, and if you don't make a mistake, you will die, you know? Germany has a little background, so it's too embarrassing to come out and compete in the world?" On the other side of the chat box, a guy named Eisenhower posted a message. This sentence was followed by a very smug expression.

Unlike those who supported Germany, those who stood in the Allied camp were often the winners of the debate. They had a large amount of data to support their arguments. The so-called material and national strength crushed Germany at that time, and they would lose the war. is impossible.

Anyway, no matter what tricks people like Germany come up with, they just have to proudly throw away the data copied and pasted from the Tieba forum.

Then he repeatedly emphasized the conclusion that "if you don't surrender in May, you will suffer in August, the nuclear bomb falls on Berlin, and the Nazis are dead", which is enough to make most German supporters despair.

"I repeat, what I like about Germany is its rigorous spirit and the belief in self-improvement... Those things that rely on several times the strength to win wars have the beauty of wool!" Li Le tapped the keyboard and said Last struggle.

As a young man living in the 21st century, although he has done a lot of research on the past war history, he is unable to refute the endings that have become reality.

"Yo? You still have faith and spirit at your level? What are you kidding?" Seeing that Li Le was still insisting, the other party obviously had a refreshing feeling of falling into trouble, and he immediately typed and mocked: "I'm with the Japanese. Country, you are too embarrassed to wash the ground for it, do you want shame?"

"..." Yes, how can a country that is swaying with Japan from its standpoint can wash its ground? As a Chinese, when I like Germany, I often hate Japan, another Axis member.

While admiring the classic battle examples of World War II in Germany and countless ace elites, who doesn't remember the shame and damage that the Japanese beasts brought to the motherland?

Every time he talks about this, Li Le has a deep sense of powerlessness.

He likes the efforts made by the German people to make their country stronger. He also admires the famous generals who galloped on the battlefield, and he also envy the German scientists who were able to propose various technological innovations during those years.

At the same time, he also hated the sinful massacre, the intriguing Junker nobles, the greedy state worms, and the dark Nazi beliefs branded in that era.

He is a very rational patriot. He worships the dictatorship and darkness in the distant years. He just hopes that his country can get out of the shadow of shame. Just like Germany after the war, he came out full of national fanaticism.

Walking out of the corner where his computer desk was, Li Le stretched out towards the busy street outside the window. Behind him was a bookcase that was a bit huge for this small room, full of stories about the second time. World War Books.

This is his lifelong savings as a "tech nerd", and it is also the only thing he is proud of.

How many days and nights he slept with the authoritative publications on German weapons technology data, and how many days and nights he fell asleep watching the biography of Hitler that he had read more than once.

For his hobby, he even bought a lot of foreign authoritative documents, and used translation software to learn to read the contents word by word.

"Hahaha, don't you dare to say it? You dare to come out and argue with others like a bear, go home and make up lessons. How many aircraft carriers did the United States launch in World War II? There are more than 30 Essex-class ships. Shit, Germany hasn't even built a single ship, so how dare you brag? Silly X!" The opposite of the computer obviously wasn't ready to let Li Le go, and continued to mock ruthlessly from the point of view of material advantages.

"If you lose, you lose, understand? As far as the Germans' reserves and national strength are concerned, it will only take me a minute to crush them with the United States! The result is the truth. You can say that the Germans also lost. It's embarrassing to be taken by others, isn't it?" Seeing that Li Le didn't speak, the man became even more arrogant, repeating his point of view over and over again, and from time to time other people came out to agree.

Li Le looked unhappy, and sat back in his chair again, with resentment preparing to continue fighting with the opponent for 300 rounds.

Because of being overly excited, his palms even trembled slightly. As a result, he accidentally overturned the whole cup of boiling water on the table. The hot boiling water was poured out at once, and the hot Li Le screamed.

The poor German fan otaku struggled to get up from his position again, but when he moved his feet without slippers, he stepped on the edge of the computer case, on the cheap socket.

The socket, which had been eroded by boiling water and sprayed with sparks, lived up to expectations, and it really made Li Le electrocute... The computer screen around him flashed a strange light, and then returned to silence at the moment when the screen went black.

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Looking at what was happening in front of him, Li Le felt a little overwhelmed. It seemed that everything was so familiar, yet so unfamiliar. He was now standing in front of an SS soldier with a pistol pointed at him.

The other party was obviously a little flustered, because Li Le saw that the very beautiful Luger pistol in the other party's hand was shaking violently. Obviously, the other party was very nervous when he saw him, and he was so nervous that he couldn't even hold the pistol.

"Don't shoot!" Li Le also raised his hands nervously, looking at the other's pistol with both eyes, full of doubts and fears.

Strangely, Li Le found that he spoke standard German with one mouth, and his voice was so familiar. He couldn't explain why he spoke German and seemed to understand the language.

"Who are you? Why are you still alive?" The SS officer with a pistol said tremblingly, asking a question that Li Le now doesn't know how to answer.

After finally plucking up his courage, Li Le followed the eyes of the SS officer to look beside him, only to see a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

That face belonged to Hitler, but at this time there was already a hole in Hitler's forehead, apparently shot by the SS officer.

"My God, you actually killed Hitler?" Li Le felt that his brain was not enough. Hitler was not assassinated in normal history.

"I... I really killed Hitler?" The SS officer held a pistol, looked at Li Le nervously, and asked a very alert question: "Then, you, who are you? "

"Me? My name is Li Le." Li Le, who was a little tired with his hands up, answered nervously. UU reading www.uukanshu. com

"liler? You, you are talking nonsense! Is he the real Hitler, or are you Hitler?" The man who assassinated Hitler said something that made Li Le somewhat inexplicable.

"Me? How could I be Hitler?" Li Le said amusingly. He looked at the other side's trembling muzzle, then turned his head to look at the mirror not far away, and trembled all over and almost stood up.

The self in the mirror was exactly the same as Hitler who had already died in his seat, and even the sharp demeanor like a bird of prey was so vivid.

"Damn it, I'm not Hitler!" Li Le knew that he couldn't explain it clearly. If he was an assassin, he would definitely give himself a shot for a foolproof killing effect.

"I, I'm not sure... Are you really Hitler..." The SS officer looked at Li Le in horror.

According to normal circumstances, it is the most reasonable and normal choice for him to shoot Li Le to death now. But what happened just now made him not have the courage to shoot again.

Because there were only him and Hitler in the room just now, but after he shot Hitler's head, a golden light shone, and a "new Hitler" appeared in front of him.

This is beyond his outlook on life and science in the past 30 years, so he doesn't know if he kills the "new Hitler" in front of him again, will another one pop up.

It was precisely because of the supernatural phenomenon that went beyond common sense that he subjectively confirmed that this other Hitler who raised his hands to him might not really be the "true Hitler".

"You, what kind of monster are you?" Finally, the SS officer asked. Obviously he gave up the plan to shoot directly, which made Li Le relax a lot.