Chapter 270: Departure (I)

Yuan wanted to go out for a walk, and theoretically no one could overturn his decision. Wehrer could have made some suggestions to the Führer, as it was his responsibility as chief of staff, but this time the chief of staff reacted in the opposite direction. To say that Xu Jun didn't doubt it at all, then his nerves were too dull, but he believed that Weierle's loyalty, no matter what the fox was secretly planning, would not be detrimental to him.

Even so, there are some problems that are difficult to easily circumvent, such as the security guards when the Führer is away. There seems to be a trait in the Führer, that is, as soon as he leaves his guard, he will attract all kinds of dangers and troubles like a magnet. Himmler saw this as a proof of the Führer's detachment from the world, and that the great monarchs and sages of Germanic history had always encountered dangers in their lives, because it was God's test for those whom he loved.

Colonel Dougan didn't know whether to explain such questions in terms of occultism, and Himmler was an ardent member of the Norse primitive religion who for a time was obsessed with astrology and black witchcraft, and it seemed a mistake to discuss the subject with him from the beginning.

However, since the Führer has made a decision, the subordinates have no room for bargaining, and can only honestly obey the order. It is indeed a good idea to be light, it is not easy to attract the attention of outsiders due to the small number of people, and it has always been very practical inside and outside the battlefield, but the disadvantage is that once you encounter a sudden danger, then the consequences will usually become very serious. Except for a few subordinates who couldn't get rid of him, Xu Jun was only willing to bring four additional guards with him, and Captain Stark, the commander of the flag team in this matter, was not even qualified to express his personal opinion.

From the underground garage, Dougan personally picked two 21/200 Mercedes Benzes, which were very common on the streets of Berlin and were originally intended for the staff of the Führer to use on official trips. Both cars are only five years old and are in good condition thanks to careful maintenance.

Because Lieutenant Colonel Randolph was absent, the driver of the Führer's car was still Second Lieutenant Geisler, Tysenhoven and Wierle were in the same car as the Führer, and Dogen and the four guards were in the other car.

According to the Führer's request, everyone changed into casual clothes, Xu Jun changed into a gray woolen suit, wearing a single-breasted suit coat of the same color and a gray top hat. In order to hide his identity, he also deliberately wore a pair of flat glasses, which added some literary temperament to the Führer, and with his originally handsome appearance, he looked like a noble son with a successful career.

Wearing a black tweed coat with a plaid wool scarf around his neck, a round top hat and monocles with silver chains on his eyes, Tysenhoven changed into a plaid suit, a short coat and a cap, and the two men looked like university professors and his students aside.

Dogen and the four guards were all dressed in black fur coats and black top hats, a standard Gestapo attire, and all five of them carried submachine guns and pistols, which could avoid a lot of trouble.

After November, the central administrative district lowered the alert level, and the streets in front of the new prime minister's office gradually became lively. It's lunchtime, and Worth Avenue is filled with cars and pedestrians, as if time has gone back to 1936.

Some Germans who came to visit the Chancellery gathered across the street from the Chancellery to watch the changing of the guard of the German Chancellery, which takes place every hour. The car carrying the Führer came up from the exit of the underground garage of the Chancellery, then turned around and onto Albert Street, as Dogen had predicted, completely unnoticed by the surrounding passers-by.

"I don't think that in the capital of the empire, in front of my people, anyone will dare to harm me." The Führer rolled the windows open a crack to dissipate the cigar smoke from the carriage.

"It's the enthusiastic citizens who need to be worried." Tysenhofen secretly retorted in his heart, but he could only smile at the Führer.

He didn't know what the hell the chief of staff had in his stomach, but as the Führer's personal adjutant, as long as he did not endanger the Führer's personal safety, he would obey all orders given by Xu Jun. Tysenhofen was the last line of defense at Xu Jun's side, and the young adjutant wore an armpit holster under his shirt that was easy to conceal, and a large-caliber revolver made in the United States was stuck in it.

"Do you have any plans? My Führer. Wierle also rolled a slit in one of his windows, and the Mercedes was equipped with an air heater, but he was not afraid of the cold wind outside.

"Just want to take a look around and have a regular lunch outside, do you have any suggestions?" Xu Jun asked rhetorically.

To tell the truth, Xu Jun has no concept of the geography of Berlin in the 40s, although he has the memory of Jack, but that guy turned out to be a dead house in disguise, except for attending Nazi Party rallies, he rarely shows up on the street, so far Xu Jun only knows a few restaurants and clubs that Nazi Party leaders like to go to, and if you want to ask what other good places to go in Berlin, he is afraid that he is not as good as the guards at the gate of the Chancellery.

"I do know of a good restaurant, my Führer, the chef is very skilled, and I am sure you will be satisfied." Wehrle had a smile on his face.

"Really? I really want to try it, and I said in advance, if the dish is not to my taste, you will pay for the meal. Xu Jun also replied with a smile.

It seems that this is the plan of the chief of staff, and as a superior, of course, at this time, you must know each other's cooperation.

"What if you were satisfied?" Wehrle said with a smile.

"Then I'll pay double the price of the meal as a personal reward for the chef." There was a hint of cunning in the Führer's eyes.

"I'm afraid it's a little unfair, my Führer, I pay for what I lose, but the chef gains when I win." Wehrle complained.

"Well, it's a bit unfair, so bet five hundred marks." The Führer said that he was a man of good faith.

At that time, even in the most upscale restaurant in Berlin, a candlelit dinner of nine courses before and after, plus drinks, was only more than 200 marks, and the Führer's bet was a bit big. However, Weierle is not short of this money, and aside from the salary of a lieutenant general, his family also runs a good industry.

"Deal." The Chief of Staff replied very decisively.

"Driver, let's go to Hindenburg Avenue now." Wierle commanded Geisler.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Geisler hurriedly replied.

The car was heading north along Albertstraße, not far in front of the famous Brandenburg Gate. The Brandenburg Gate is on the main axis of traffic in the center of Berlin, and a traffic policeman in white uniform stands in the middle of the road directing traffic. If in normal times, if the Führer's convoy with the 10,000-character flag appeared from a distance, all the vehicles would have been intercepted and cleared the obstacles for the Führer. However, today the head of state is out on patrol, so he can only wait for the red light with other vehicles.

A family car happened to be parked next to Xu Jun's seat, and in the back seat of the car sat a little boy, dressed like a bear, who was curiously looking at this side through the window. Xu Jun noticed the other party's gaze, and for a while he was childlike, he reached out and rolled down the window next to him, and made a grimace at the little boy's puffed cheeks.

The little boy had obviously never experienced this, and was a little stunned for a while, but he quickly reacted, and immediately happily put his finger on the little nose and made a cute grimace. The Reich Führer immediately returned the colors, and then played a game of grimaces through the car window.

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