Imperial Overlord

"It's just an empty promise to me. I'm an idiot if I believe it." Goering returned to his large manor on the outskirts of Berlin about half an hour later than Li Le.

While taking off his clothes, he mocked Li Le's promise to himself.

As the marshal of the Imperial Air Force, Goering is obviously not a political idiot. Compared with his slightly fat body, his mind is much more flexible than it seems.

In fact, after a short period of excitement, the comfort of the cerebral cortex stimulated by the beautiful vision dissipated, and Goering realized that Li Le's promise just now was just a bad check.

The USS Zeppelin is a real short-term positive, and for the Air Force, or for Goering, it represents a gap.

After Li Le opened the gap, the Air Force was no longer a whole, but an incomplete existence with a gap.

This is the fundamental reason for Goring to compete for the aircraft carrier Zeppelin. He must hold everything the empire can fly, and no one wants to interfere!

However, Li Le assigned the aircraft carrier and the aircraft that were destined to be on the aircraft carrier to the navy. In the future, if the Army wants a reconnaissance aircraft unit, will Goering give it or not?

What is even more frightening is that if the Army wants another Stuka attack aircraft unit, how can Goering refuse it? Once the exception is opened, it is endless trouble.

What Göring was most worried about was another matter. On the other side of the Axis powers, Japan has no air force. With such an example in sight, Goring couldn't help being careless.

Accidentally, the little fortune he has accumulated so hard has become "Naval Aviation" and "Army Aviation"! Tolerable or unbearable? Uncle can't bear it, aunt can't bear it!

"It's not so easy for a thing that has stopped working to move it so quickly." Goering felt that he was too wise, so he poured himself a glass of wine with a shy stomach.

His manor is even more gorgeous than the Prime Minister's Office. After all, he blatantly looted it, and Goering recognized it as the second. Few people in the Third Reich dare to say that they are the first.

When Lord Fuhrer was eating bran and pickled vegetables every day and working as an ascetic, Goering moved all kinds of famous gold bars to his home.

If the Führer hadn't tolerated his greed, just the things in this manor would have been enough for Goering to die thousands of times for corruption and other crimes.

Of course, in Goering, the virtue of not forgetting the well digger is not there. He wouldn't write down the Führer's good for these things. At this time, he only thought about the Führer's idea of ​​​​his Zeppelin aircraft carrier.

"Hold on, I'll just hold on like this. With the Führer's three-day hot energy, at most one month, he has to forget everything... hum." Goering shook the wine glass in his hand, very impressed with his decision. is satisfied.

While affirming himself, Goering admired the famous paintings on the wall. His works of art here are all good things with a history, and many works that should be hung in the Louvre have become his private collections.

As for what hangs in the Louvre, that's not something he needs to ask Göring. Those big-headed soldiers who visited Paris have no artistic appreciation cells, and it is good to see fakes.

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Li Le still didn't know that his flickering policy didn't impress everyone. At this time, he was staring at his huge and scary office in a daze.

Although he knew something about the Führer's likes and madness, when he saw this huge office, he still felt that he really couldn't understand Hitler's perversion and... perversion.

How mentally distorted, how stubborn and obsessive does it have to be to want an office with a 32-foot ceiling?

Sitting behind his desk, Li Le looked at the empty office like a hotel lobby. For the first time, he realized the fact that if a person reaches a certain level of secondary school, there is no way for gods to save him.

For a moment, Li Le even felt a little cold because the place was too empty. This is the time of June, of course not because of the physical feeling, but because of the visual emptiness.

Fortunately, when he was about to be tortured mad by this office that could organize 40 uncles and aunts to dance in the square, the heavy door of the room was pushed open by the guard at the door.

These two huge doors would not feel cramped even if Yao Ming walked in with his arms around O'Neal side by side. They were engraved with the four virtues mentioned by Plato.

"Wisdom, justice, moderation, tenacity" When Li Le saw these four words, he found that they indeed affirmed the beautiful character of the German nation.

"My head of state!" Mi Shi stood at the door, stood at attention and saluted, then interrupted Li Le's wandering state: "Minister Ribbentrop is here."

"Let him in." Li Le quickly asked Misch to find Ribbentrop. At least standing here, one more person can reduce the damage to his spiritual will in such a huge room.

Soon, Ribbentrop walked into this huge office. Obviously, in terms of appearance, many Germans are born with clothes racks. Ribbentrop wearing the uniform of the SS makes Li Le feel very handsome at first glance.

The diplomat in front of him has a good figure, just like a clothes rack. Li Le likes the uniform of the SS very much, and thinks that his military uniform looks really handsome and handsome.

Black with red accents, this color combination will never go out of style. Even in the 21st century after 70 years, red and black are definitely the main themes often seen on the streets.

Of course, the sad fact that Asians are not suitable for SS uniforms also makes Li Le, who has spent a lot of money on purchasing a set of SS commander uniforms, regret it.

To be honest, because of the long-term destruction of many security clothing in China, especially the destruction of the German military cap style, Asians always wear SS clothes with an inexplicable sense of joy.

So in the event that year, when Li Le met his friends, he would sigh together that his luck was bad, and he could not wear the essence of this SS uniform.

But, today! After Li Le saw Ribbentrop, his eyes finally felt refreshed—the essence of the word seductive, Li Le finally felt it.

At the beginning, Heydrich surprised Li Le, and after seeing Ribbentrop, Li Le finally confirmed that this era and this dress are really exciting and perfect.

"Victory! The Führer!" Standing there as straight as a javelin, Ribbentrop saluted, bringing his heels together and making a crunch of a heel strike.

Because he knew that Ribbentrop was a person with no background and only relied on the favor of the head of state to hold an important position, Li Le completely lost the nervousness he had when he met Goering.

At the same time, Li Le didn't have much of the restraint that he had to put on a pose because of his familiarity, which was still different from when Bowman and Misch and other close officials were there.

If you had to compare it, meeting him was more like meeting Speer back. You just have to issue an order to him and that's enough.

Looking at Ribbentrop across the wide and helpless desk, Li Le did not waste the time of the two of them, and said directly: "When you go to Italy in person, you must complete a secret mission. "

When Ribbentrop heard that he was going to Italy, his brows furrowed involuntarily. He didn't like Mussolini very much, and Mussolini didn't like him very much either.

But Li Le said it solemnly, Ribbentrop looked at the Fuehrer's eagle-like eyes, and also did not dare to refuse or bargain at all.

He could only speak, and slowly asked his own question: "My head, what kind of secret mission do you need me to complete?"

"Kill Mussolini." Li Le blurted out an astonishing order that almost made Ribbentrop sit on the ground.

"You... are you kidding?" After Ribbentrop heard this order, UU Reading www.uukanshu. com was so flustered that he could hear the trembling voice.

Go to the country of the alliance and kill the leader of the country. Ribbentrop felt that as long as there was no problem with his mind, he would not give such an order casually.

He couldn't help thinking of the rumors that he had heard about the assassination of the Führer. Such big news only takes a day, and rumors can definitely reach every corner.

Don't be too superstitious about the speed of the Internet's spread. In the era without it, the talent of human gossip has not been buried at all.

On the contrary, the desire to gossip allows people to give full play to their subjective initiative, and regard it as a career similar to news dissemination, "**** persisted.

"I ordered you to find a way to go to Italy to assassinate Mussolini. Can you do it?" Li Le stared at Ribbentrop. He wanted to know how far his lone minister could finally achieve.

"You don't need to do it right away, you go to find a man, prepare a plan, and kill him within the next month." The Fuhrer's slow confirmation made Ribbentrop even more nervous.

There was already sweat on his forehead. After once confirming that the Führer really wanted to kill Mussolini, Ribbentrop regretted his stupidity for coming overnight.

The head of state in front of him is crazy, or as rumored, he may be the enemy's spy! Ribbentrop almost confirmed this statement, because he knew that the Führer standing in front of him was indeed doing something that was not logical at all.

"I'm not kidding! Ribbentrop! I did this for a reason!" Li Le said coldly, "Mussolini wants to kill me! I was assassinated in Paris, and the killer was an Italian!"