Fast forward to a few months since Lyon first arrived in Berlin.

Lieutenant General Strauss apparently trained Lyon as his cronies, and in the War Department, Lyon not only took over the newly formed Campaign Tactics Division, but also gave him the position of the Wehrmacht's Armament Division, which was idle—the Germans still had 100,000 Wehrmacht, which was not a small fat difference.

At the Berlin train station, Lyon, dressed in a crisp military uniform, stands quietly on the platform. A train slowly stopped in front of Leon with milky steam.

A small man calmly stepped off the train, and then walked straight to Leon, and the two hugged gently.

The little man was none other than Hitler.

Time may really shape a person, at least time remakes Hitler. I haven't seen him for more than a year, Hitler is no longer like the Hitler when the two first separated, and now Hitler no longer has an impatient personality, his eye sockets are slightly sunken, and his eyes are full of aggression, like an eagle.

"Adolf, long time no see!" Leon greeted with a smile.

"Long time no see." Hitler replied a little coldly.

"Let's go to where I live now and rest." Leon ignored Hitler's coldness.

After a while, the two arrived at Lyon's residence near the Army War Headquarters in Berlin, which had been given to him by Lieutenant General Strauss.

"How have you been? I heard that you are in a key position in the military department. Hitler did not smile.

"It's okay, the current Army Armament Department is not an important position." Leon smiled self-deprecatingly.

"As Strauss's henchman, how could you not have the opportunity to thrust your hand deeper?" Hitler asked, confused.

"There is a lack of operational funding, and it is difficult to get through many local relationships." Leon replied helplessly.

"In this way, how about I give you funds to climb higher in the military department?" Hitler slowly became serious. Leon looked at Hitler fixedly, but he couldn't see any clues, and after more than a year of crawling, Hitler, who was already deep in the city, became more scheming.

"Why did you give me money all of a sudden? Although there are many capitalists behind you who support you, you will not be allowed to use their money indiscriminately. Leon asked lightly.

"Because I need you! I need your help, I only have one request - to join the Workers' Party and become my helper, of course you don't need to quit the army you like, I even need you to stand higher and higher in the army! Hitler suddenly became fanatical, "Lyon! With your vision and my power, I believe that I will become the master of Germany! Then you will be the field marshal, and I will kill all the Jews who stabbed us in the back, and I swear that I will kill them all, and then command my army for revenge on Europe! You ........"

Seeing that Hitler suddenly went crazy, Leon hurriedly interrupted him: "Man, man, calm down and listen to me."

Hitler shuddered for a moment, turned back to his senses and said to Leon: "I'm sorry, Leon, I lost my temper." So do you agree with my proposal? ”

Leon looked at him seriously and said, "Adolf, don't you understand what I told you at the beginning?" We shouldn't engage in massacres, that doesn't change anything. The reason why they stabbed them in the back in the last war was because they didn't have a sense of belonging, and we had to ......."

Hitler interrupted Leon with an impatient wave of his hand: "Whatever the reason, it is because of them that we have sacrificed more than a million soldiers in vain, and this is enough to execute them several times."

Leon sighed, thinking to himself that he still couldn't change Hitler's preconceptions about the Jews.

"Will you agree to my terms?" Hitler asked impatiently.

"Okay, I promise." Leon nodded, both of them had a ghost in their hearts at the moment. At this moment, the hands of two men destined to change German history were held together.

A day later, Hitler hurried back to Munich after taking care of Berlin's affairs, and Lyon officially joined the Nazi Party on this day!

Three days later, Lyon, backed by Hitler's consortium, quickly acquired several car manufacturing companies that were on the verge of bankruptcy and managed to find a car designer named Polscher.

"Sir, I don't understand what you're looking for me." Henkel, who had been forcibly "invited" by the soldiers, looked at the young major officer sitting in front of him with dissatisfaction and fear.

Leon smiled and said to Porscher, "Monsieur Porcher, I think I have something here that will be of great interest to you." He took out a letter of appointment, which stated that several automobile manufacturing companies owned by Lyon were to be put under the management of Porcher.

"Mr. Major, what is this for?" Porscher was visibly stunned by this sudden beauty.

"Isn't this your dream, Mr. Porcher? Own a car company. Oh, and my name is Leon, Leon Andrés. Leon smiled at Porcher, smiling like a devil.

Polscher was very happy at first, then glanced at the names of several companies, frowned and said, "Mr. Andres, these companies are about to go out of business, there is no need to continue to operate, right?"

"I don't need their independence anymore, you can merge them and the new one will be one of the largest car manufacturers in Germany." Leon said.

"Is that okay? Integrating into one will keep them alive, but you may lose a significant portion of their value. Porscher said, looking at Leon.

"It's okay, I just want it to keep working, and you're going to be its ostensible boss."

A hint of surprise flashed in Porsher's eyes, and the words he said couldn't help but carry honorifics: "Why? It was like it was given to me for nothing. ”

"I naturally have my own considerations, will you agree?"

"Of course, of course I promise, this is my dream, God bless you, Mr. Andrés!" Porsche agreed ecstatically, then thought of the name of the company, and then asked Leon: "What is the name of the merged company?"

Leon smiled and said, "Let's call it Porsche, of course your company will be named after your last name."

Porscher was in another burst of ecstasy.

"But you have a task after you reshuffle the company." Leon paused and continued: "I need you to design a tractor with a tracked chassis."

"Tractor?! IMHO boss, now that the German economy is so bad, how can there still be farmers who come to buy tractors? Or expensive tracked. Porsche couldn't help but say.

"It's okay, you research and manufacture first, maybe you can receive a big order by then!" Leon smiled mysteriously.