Chapter 22: Meeting Hitler

The Krupp family's estate in the suburbs is significantly larger than the Bain family's estate, and it is said to be on the outskirts of Berlin, but in fact it is not a star and a half away from Berlin. "Boss! Boss! Wake up, we're here. At Huffman's call, Zhuo Fei opened his eyes in a daze. Boss, here we are, this is the Krupp family's estate. ”

Zhuo Fei was a thriller and finally woke up. "Ahh Is it so soon? Early this morning, Zhuo Fei took Huffmann to the special car specially prepared for him by the Krupp family. At first, Zhuo Fei was still a little excited in his heart, because this special car was so beautiful, the new black paint sparkled in the sun, the huge imperial eagle emblem on the carriage, and the bright red Nazi party flag were all obviously showing off the noble status of this car. The red velvet curtains, dark red embroidered wool carpets, exquisite oak accessories, and elegant and luxurious leather seats in the carriage also made Zhuo Fei feel the luxury of power.

Waiting for the car to drive out of Berlin, Zhuo Fei, who was sitting in the back seat, leisurely admired the beautiful German countryside outside the car window. But when the car drove out for less than an hour, Zhuo Fei began to feel tired, in the end, he was busy all night, and the sleepiness caused by not sleeping all night instantly defeated Zhuo Fei, and after a while, Zhuo Fei fell asleep on the seat without grace.

The car stopped directly on a large lawn, and Zhuo Fei slowly got out of the car, bent over and kicked his legs in the open space first, loosening his sore muscles. Then he rubbed his hands on his face a few times, woke up, and then began to look around. The person who went to pick up Zhuo Fei at the hotel said that he was going to the Krupp family's manor in the suburbs, but according to Zhuo Fei's current view, the place he came to looked like a secret base of the military, because he only glanced at it a few times, and he had already seen several German soldiers in military uniforms.

"Mr. Zhuo, I am Mr. Gustav's assistant, please follow me, Mr. Gustav is waiting for you." A middle-aged man wearing a hard-collared shirt and a black suit came out of the villa built by the mountain, and after identifying himself, he motioned for Zhuo Fei to follow him into the villa. Without the slightest hesitation, Zhuo Fei led Huffman, who was carrying a long crate, into the villa, first entered a hall and then bypassed a few pillars, and then the three of them entered a passage inlaid with this tile.

After walking out of the silent passage, the aisle began to open up, and after a while, Zhuo Fei and the three of them came to a hall through a closed wooden door. The hall in front of me was the size of a basketball court, and there were small offices symmetrically distributed on all sides of the hall, and there were desks in the hall, where many people were busy working.

Xu was aware that Zhuo Fei was looking at those people, and the middle-aged man who led the way for Zhuo Fei smiled, "They are all Mr. Gustav's assistants, just like me. "There were people hurrying between the offices and desks with all kinds of documents and materials, the telephone ringing and the sound of delivering orders, quarrels and reprimands came from all corners in an endless stream, and the hall was tense and lively.

Zhuo Fei suddenly found that although this place looked chaotic at first glance, judging from the serious looks on the faces of all the staff, the work here was actually proceeding in an orderly manner, just according to its own way of operation. The appearance of Zhuo Fei and Huffman made these staff members in the hall subconsciously stop, and Zhuo Fei certainly knew that it was because of his skin color that attracted their attention.

Pushing open a very thick door, since Zhuo Fei and the three of them were angry into another space, the thick wooden door instantly blocked the noise outside the door, compared with the hustle and bustle outside, it was as quiet as if they had arrived in another world. Compared to the lobby outside, there is an extra layer of wooden flooring, and a long beige felt carpet is laid in the middle of the hallway, and the whole room is mysterious and secluded against the dim lighting. Zhuo Fei was led by the middle-aged man to a small inconspicuous door, "Mr. Zhuo, please come in, Mr. Gustav and his friends are waiting for you." ”

After knocking lightly on the door, the middle-aged man reached out and pushed open the folding door in front of Zhuo Fei, Zhuo Fei thought that after the small door would be the person he was eager to see, but he didn't expect that inside the small door was a room with a small area of not very large. After thanking the middle-aged man who pushed the small door open for himself, Zhuo Fei motioned to Huffman to wait here first, and then stepped into the room behind the small door.

The small room behind the small door was clearly not the final place of the audience, and a young SS officer was already waiting in the room, dressed from head to toe, with a calm expression, a torch-like gaze, and an Iron Cross on his chest. The absolute elite, just glanced at the other party, Zhuo Fei saw some suspicion from the other party's demeanor, especially the sharp spirit that flashed in the other party's eyes made Zhuo Fei remember deeply.

The appearance and temperament of the other party should be regarded as the ideal standard of German soldiers, and the words spoken are also the standard of sound, and they are full of neutrality, but in such an environment, the other party deliberately lowered the volume: "Hello! It is my pleasure to inform you that you will be personally received by the Reich Führer, in the presence of Mr. Gustav, a close associate of the Führer. Now, please check your outfit carefully and make sure that Yuan can see your neat and spirited side! ”

Zhuo Fei pulled his shirt and tie casually when he heard this, but there was a kind of unbearable little excitement in his heart, this was the first historical celebrity he had seen with his own eyes, and it was a living historical celebrity. There was not much time left for Zhuo Fei to tidy up his clothes, and after a few glances at Zhuo Fei, the SS officer with a serious expression motioned for Zhuo Fei to follow him into the passage behind another door.

The white light at the end of the corridor could easily give people the illusion that there was a cave there, and it was only when he was actually in it that Zhuo Fei realized that it was nothing more than a large hall with more space and more elaborate decorations. The rotunda is like a shrunken royal banquet hall, with a dazzling crystal lamp hanging under the curved dome, surrounded by frescoes, pillars, vases, curtains, huge eagle emblems that are ready to fly, and a swastika flag ribbon with a dazzling background.

Before Zhuo Fei could fully look at the entire round hall, the heavy wooden door diagonally opposite had slowly opened, and with a burst of light footsteps, a sturdy SS officer appeared in Zhuo Fei's sight. "I'm sorry, I'm going to do the necessary checks on you." The grim-faced SS officer just said to Zhuo Fei as if he were on business, and whether Zhuo Fei was willing or not, he searched Zhuo Fei for examination.

There is no way, if you want to see the person you want to see, you have to go through these processes, and Zhuo Fei understands this. After a body search, this guy, who had always been cold-faced, finally eased his complexion a little, and signaled that Zhuo Fei could enter another room. Zhuo Fei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but he felt a little anxious in his heart, he really didn't know how many more inspections like this would have to go through? How many more will you see with a cold-faced guy like this?

Walking through the double-open wooden door, Zhuo Fei realized that his worries just now seemed to be unnecessary, because there were no SS officers in black uniforms in this room. Zhuo Fei glanced around the room first, and found that this office-like room was surprisingly simple, the room was not large, a huge black and brown desk was placed facing the door, a lamp and some stationery were placed on the table, and behind the desk was a row of tall bookshelves filled with various books.

In the middle of the dark floor was a carpet of dark green with pale green patterns, and against the wall lay a long flannel sofa, a coffee table, and a few chairs. A simple chandelier is installed on the ceiling, and there is no extravagant decoration on the surrounding walls, except for a large map of Europe on the left wall, and a German flag and several paintings depicting medieval mythology on the other. In the middle of the room, a person was standing there smiling, and in the sofa beside the person, Zhuo Fei finally saw this world-famous face face.

The madman who once made the whole of Europe and the world tremble, the orator who always appeared in public with high spirits and a mouthful of words, the leader who claimed to bring prosperity to this country for a thousand years, was now smiling like an old man next door. Sitting on the sofa, he was of medium height, which was relatively small among the tall leaders of the German Nazi Party. He wore a tawny uniform, black trousers, and pinned his Iron Cross of the First Class from World War I to the pocket of his uniform. His jet-black hair combed through his signature hairstyle, and the mustache under his big nose was trimmed neatly, and his deep eyes were now shining with joy.

Zhuo Fei was subconsciously stunned, he didn't know how to greet Hitler, he was a civilian in this life, and he should have bowed to Hitler. But he was a soldier in his last life, no matter what Hitler's historical evaluation was, according to his rank, his little lieutenant should salute Hitler. Just when Zhuo Fei was stunned, Gustav, who had been standing beside Hitler, smiled at Zhuo Fei and said, "Zhuo, my dear friend, you are finally here, do you know how much I have been looking forward to seeing you in the past two days?" Come on, sit down first. ”