The German Führer's grip on the Reich was growing, which was an exciting phenomenon for his subordinates, and Hitler's influence among the lower masses was gradually being replaced by a handsome new Führer, and the German people began to spontaneously replace Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler's portrait hangs where Hitler's portrait once hung.

The leadership of the young Führer had been accepted by the majority, and as long as Städel had not gone out of his way to die, his rule in Germany would have been entrenched. The reason why most people are said is because Xu Jun cannot satisfy everyone, and in the brutal struggle for power, he has set up a group of stubborn enemies for himself.

The conservative-minded old Nazis, the frustrated politicians who were eliminated by the times, the Hitler henchmen who escaped the net during the purge, the middle and lower leaders of the Nazi Party who were stripped of power, the ex-SS members who were expelled from the ranks, etc., etc., these people have various identities, but only one thing is common, that is, all of them refuse to pay tribute to the new head of the Reich, Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler allegiance.

Some people ask themselves to be the patriarchs of the Nazi Party with a three-digit party card number, they followed the Führer when he started, and seized power in Germany with punches and kicks all the way, to say that Stadler's qualifications in the party are also very old, but as soon as this kid came to power, he turned his face ruthlessly, and ruthlessly purged a large number of Nazi high-ranking people, he stole the power that belonged to the party comrades, and Stadler was simply a brazen thief.

Of course, Xu Jun didn't care about the wails of these defeated dogs, anyway, most of them were under the surveillance of the General Security Bureau, and if it weren't for the need to make up for the impact of the previous bloody purge on society, he could have sent them all to the concentration camp and let them disappear there quietly.

"These are the data for this month in the Sachsenhausen concentration camp, my Führer." Himmler respectfully placed the folder in front of Xu Jun, and then reached out and lifted his silver-rimmed glasses.

"Are the numbers accurate?" Xu Jun reached out and flipped through the folder, looking down to read the documents inside.

"It's been double-checked, and it's very accurate." Himmler replied respectfully: "We have followed your orders and carried out the strictest selection, my Führer. ”

"For the time being, we must ensure the livelihood of these people and arrange jobs for each person according to their own conditions." Xu Jun picked up a pen on the stationery shelf and signed his name in the margins of the document.

"I believe that these people will be eternally grateful for your kindness and generosity, my Führer." Himmler stretched out his hands and took the folder from Xu Jun's hand.

"Times are different, Himmler, and I'm sure you'll soon adapt to this change." Xu Jun smiled and stood up.

"If this is your will, my Führer." Himmler bowed his head and bowed slightly.

"The Dachau concentration camp is also going to be downsized, and we can't afford to waste our limited resources in this kind of place." Xu Jun walked to the map table on the side of the office and picked up half a cigar from the ashtray resting on the corner of the desk.

"The eastern line of defense required a lot of building materials, bricks, wood, sand, cement and rebar. We need to build this strong line of defense before the Soviets are ready to attack. Do you know how I felt when the Eastern Theater Command was worried about not having enough building materials, but now I was being asked to divert valuable raw materials and construction workers to expand a concentration camp in Austria? Himmler. There must be something wrong with this person's brain. Xu Jun said as he lit a cigar with a match.

"I've also read the report of the captain of the first-level commando team of Cyrus, and it's really a bit whimsical." Himmler chimed in.

"I don't think it's fit for me to continue working in such an important position, Himmler. Transfer him to the Eastern Line and put him in command of an SS engineer battalion. Xu Jun's words decided the fate of the SS lieutenant colonel.

History Franz. From 1938 to 45, Cyrus was the commander of the camp for seven years, and the Mauthausen-Gussen concentration camp he managed was not a death camp, but during that seven years, at least 110,000 camp prisoners died as a result of abuse, fatigue, and poor drinking.

At the end of the war, Cyrus had been promoted to SS colonel, and while hiding in a rural farm in Austria, he was arrested by a search team of the American army, and the colonel was taken back to the Mauthausen-Goussen concentration camp he managed, and the American army deliberately handed him over to the camp survivors for interrogation.

"My goal is to eventually keep only two concentration camps in Germany for the real criminals and the enemies of the German people." Xu Jun walked behind the map table with a cigar in his mouth.

"We have to pool all our vital resources and devote them to the operations on the Eastern Front that are about to break out. Our enemy is a country with almost unlimited manpower and resources. If we take it lightly, then the fate of Napoleon is an example for us. The Reich Führer spewed out a cloud of smoke.

"Your will is an order to us, and the SS will always be loyal to you." Himmler respectfully showed his loyalty.

"I firmly believe in this, and I believe that the SS is as loyal to me as you are to me." Xu Jun patted Himmler on the shoulder, bringing tears of gratitude to the SS national leader.

"Okay, the matter of Sachsenhausen is thus decided, and you will arrange for someone to take charge of this matter as soon as you go back, and arrange all these released prisoners before the end of the month, I don't want to affect the New Year's peace parade." Xu Jun put out the cigar in the ashtray.

"Please rest assured, I will personally supervise the execution of this matter." Himmler's spectacle lenses reflected the cold light.

"Very well, you go down and rest first, and you can come with me to the press conference dinner later." Xu Jun sat down and pulled out a document from the file box.

"Yes, then I will take my leave, my Führer. Hi! Reinhart! Himmler slammed the heel of his boot and raised his arm to greet Xu Jun.

"Hmm." Xu Jun raised his wrist and returned the salute.

A short time after Himmler left his office, Tysenhofen walked in with a stack of papers.

"My Führer, this is a report from the High Command." Tysenhowen reported.

"I'll put it over there first, I'll see it later." Xu Jun wrote instructions on the document in his hand, as the head of state, he is not only a military leader, every policy order issued by the government must be approved by the head of state before it can be implemented.

Germany's current situation is much better than it was in history, and without Britain's naval blockade, Italy's involvement in the sidelines, and still less its collusion with Japan, its "ally," Germany can finally make full use of the resources and forces at its disposal to carry out comprehensive reforms in all fields throughout the country.

After the surrender of the countries on the Western Front, the Nazi Party actually considered making some adjustments to some domestic policies, because their old methods were no longer applicable to Germany in the wartime environment, but with the outbreak of the Eastern Front, the Nazi government and Hitler put most of their energy into the bloody fighting on the Eastern Front, and when the war situation gradually changed in an unfavorable direction for the German army, it was too late for the Nazis to turn back and adjust their policies at home and in the occupied territories.

The Nazis spent a year and a half in vain because of their blind self-confidence caused by the victory on the Western Front, and at the same time created an incomprehensible waste in the allocation and handling of war resources. These problems are absolutely intolerable to Xu Jun, and now any German who commits the same mistake as in history, even if that person is a high-ranking military and political official, will taste the Fuhrer's wrath, and what awaits him will be the severe punishment of the people's court.

"How's the dinner going?" Xu Jun finished the documents at hand, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and asked Tysenhofen indifferently.

"Everything is ready, some of the early arrivals are already waiting in the lounge, my Führer." The adjutant replied with a smile.

"Well, eight o'clock on time, has Marshal Brauchitsch arrived?" Xu Jun pulled out another document from the file box.

"The marshal is still on his way, and I think he should arrive on time." Tysenhofen replied.

"It's stupid." Xu Jun suddenly raised his hand and hammered the table.

"What do you say? My Führer? Tysenhofen looked puzzled.

"I'm talking about this report, Chiang Chung-zheng, chairman of the National Defense Commission of the Chinese government in Chongqing, telegraphed five days ago that a communist army fighting against Japan in the south must immediately leave its solid base and withdraw to the north of the Yangtze River. It's not a strategic move at all, Eric, it's a botched ploy. Xu Jun stood up abruptly, but then slowly sat back in his seat.

"Strange injustices through the ages, a leaf in the south of the Yangtze River." The German Führer sighed gloomily, Xu Jun was well aware of the impending historical tragedy, and he was completely powerless about it.

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