Germany had just defeated France by means of a blitzkrieg, and at this moment, the Führer was completely breaking the wounds caused by the Treaty of Versailles to Germany, and was a victor visiting the places of interest in France and showing off his glorious victory. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Just an hour ago, in the twenty-first century, Li Le could only fantasize about whether Germany would win the war "if" Germany had not made those fatal mistakes.

Now, it seems that there is a god who has given him a chance to come and fight for his life's ideals.

"Ha, Führer, since you cannot help me to accomplish the great ideal of the German revival, I have another opportunity to put it into practice...... Then, don't blame me Li Le for occupying the magpie's nest and helping you accomplish our common ideals. Looking at the familiar face in the mirror, the Führer at this time was still young, and his face exuded the spirit of the Führer.

"From this moment on, I, Li Le, am going to create my own Third Reich!" He slapped his cheeks twice in the mirror and said this to himself in his heart.

Then this Hitler, who was not Hitler in the first place, began to think about how he should do this most important thing.

Once he began to think about it, Li Le easily remembered that Hitler had arrived in France in June 1940, and this trip was a show full of revenge and ridicule, and it was a slap in the face that Hitler carried out in retaliation for the Treaty of Versailles.

Although there are many people who highly respect this kind of happy and vengeful behavior, Li Le knows that now is not the time to show off.

There was a sword of Damocles hanging over the heads of the entire Third Reich by this time, because by this time Einstein had left his homeland and had his room burned down by the mad Nazi believers.

Even if Li Le did a better job than Hitler, in August 1945, would the atomic bomb originally dropped on Japan be dropped on German territory?

Thinking of this, Li Le remembered a post he had seen on the website, in which the poster pessimistically predicted the inevitable defeat of Germany, and emphasized the fact that no traveler could change - the best way out for those who crossed Germany was given in the last post: eat, drink and be merry until 45 years, and strive to die of illness in bed on the last day of Germany's surrender in 45 years......

"I'm sorry, I don't want to go on such a mediocre journey." Li Le, or the characteristic face of Hitler, laughed at this moment.

This was the end of June 1940, and it was still the pinnacle of Germany's undefeated glory, and he still had the opportunity to rewrite history, and he was able to use his full knowledge to take Germany on a different path.

Change, from this moment on, the weak Axis powers may not be able to turn things around!

Thinking of this, Li Le fell asleep on the bed with a smile, and in the distant dream, he seemed to have returned to the life of winning a war on the Internet with his mouth.

Outside the gates of the Führer's new estate, Himmler threw his gloves to his assistants. The SS leader was expressionless, listening to his men's account of the assassination.

There are too many people who have seen the "Führer's stand-in", and there are too many doubts in the whole incident. He couldn't help but want to investigate, because he didn't like the feeling of being deceived by concealment.

"Wait." Halfway through that, he suddenly stopped the debriefing subordinate, frowning and pondering for two or three seconds, as if thinking about the details of the incident.

Then his eyes squinted at the report's subordinates, and he asked in a long voice, "You mean, after the first gunshot, there was a gap of time before the continuous gunshots were heard?" ”

Himmler was a scheming SS leader who calmly calculated his way to survive even in the last years of the Third Reich.

Although this calculation was later proven to be completely wrong, it was enough to prove that he was willing to use his brain.

"First shot...... A shot was fired first. He squinted his eyes, as if he were a demon in the middle of the night, and repeated this sentence that was enough to make people suspicious.

"You mean, the first shot was fired?" On the other road, Goering looked suspiciously at the officer who reported to him in the co-pilot, and asked with a frown: "Are you sure?" ”

The officer nodded, "That's true, there are several people who have confirmed this." ”

Goering touched his double-layered chin, and his eyes turned round and round: "Strange, shoot first, the Führer is fine...... It doesn't make sense. ”

According to common sense, if the first shot hits the Führer, then where did this unharmed mustache come from? But if the first shot misses the Führer, why didn't the Assassin fire the second shot right away?

Goering felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and he touched his fat chin, but his mind was already filled with his own guesses: what the hell are Bowman and Misch up on?

"It must be Bauman who is playing tricks" Almost at ......the same time, Himmler made his own judgment. He felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, and that there might be a big conspiracy hidden.

The more he thought about it, the more Himmler felt that Bauman and even Misch were involved in a conspiracy to replace the original Führer with a fake Führer.

But as soon as this thought went around in his mind, Himmler was no longer sure. Because if Bowman and others impersonate the false Führer, why shoot and alarm the guards and make the city stormy?

Moreover, there is no such seamless plastic surgery technology these days, and it is really not easy to find a "stand-in" that looks like the Führer.

Several of the Führer's stand-ins Himmler were known, and they were already people who were found from all over the country to resemble the Führer. Himmler did not believe in the use of the state apparatus, and Baumann was able to find a stand-in who was exactly like the Führer inside and out.

"You can't be wrong, the feeling of oppression that brought me is definitely the Führer himself." Thinking back to the Führer he had seen in the room, Himmler told himself in his heart.

Recalling Li Le's sharp little eyes at that time, Himmler suddenly felt that his previous suspicions were superfluous. The Führer still seemed to trust him, at least in the end, comforting him.

But considering that Heydrich had been entrusted with a heavy task, and that he, the leader of the SS, had only received two words of comfort, Himmler became a little unwilling.

"You go and investigate in person, and give me a clear investigation of everything that happened this whole night! Whatever progress is made, report it to me immediately, understand? Secretly determined, Himmler finally told his henchmen so much.

"Yes!" His henchman heard the command and immediately nodded and said.

"If the Führer knows that you are investigating this matter, then you can swallow the potassium cyanide yourself, and I will take care of the aftermath for your family." Thinking of Li Le's meaningful eyes, Himmler added again.

Hearing his boss explain the task like this, and it was the first time to explain such a tricky task, this unlucky henchman suddenly felt that he had nothing to love and was abandoned by the whole world.

However, being able to pour water for Himmler's bag is obviously also a smart character, and while he is thinking about his own countermeasures, he immediately admits: "Yes! Chieftain! I know what to do. ”

Himmler had many titles, such as director of the Third Reich police force, head of the Reich SS, and nominal boss of the Gestapo...... It may be more expensive for him to print business cards.

It was destined that many people could not sleep that night, and Heydrich was busy until the next morning without having time to rest because of the need to arrange temporary routes and guards.

Power is a good thing, because when it swells to a certain extent, even if the person who owns it doesn't care, it can create a by-product called "privilege".

When Li Le opened his eyes again, he was obviously not sure that he had really crossed over. The reality in front of him made him sigh, and then he got dressed and pushed open his door.

Unsurprisingly, there was an entourage of new SS attachés, more Führer Guards, Secretary Baumann, and several generals from the Wehrmacht who had come to pay their respects.

This time, the formation was even larger, and even the temporary representatives personally found by Brauchitsch arrived, and a large number of high-ranking army generals in straight military uniforms, some of whom Li Le could even name.

Li Le didn't speak, nodded at these people, and began the scheduled trip. On June 23, 1940, the Führer himself entered Paris and began his visit.

This is a big deal, although many precious works of art were hidden or transferred before the French surrender, but there are still many things that cannot be taken away.

For example, Li Le crossed the huge steel-stacked spire that he had never seen before, and the triumphal gate that symbolized victory.

Sitting on the Mercedes-Benz car, which may be the most expensive in the world, and watching the scenic spots that he had never even imagined before, Li Le somewhat appreciated the feeling of a successful person at this moment.

Mercedes-Benz cars one after another, this is not those cheap jeeps, but the most luxurious Mercedes-Benz top sedan in this era, the one Li Le sits, the price can definitely be on par with Rolls-Royce even in later generations.

"Ahead is the Louvre, my Führer. The place you have chosen will make you forget the unpleasantness of yesterday. Li Le didn't say much along the way, which made Bowman, who was also sitting in the car, a little nervous.