Colonel Dogen, who was following behind Xu Jun, was the first to react at this time, and he pulled out his gun from the bosom of his fur coat while shouting orders to the rest of the guards.

"Stop that man!" Dougan roared eagerly.

In order not to affect the Führer's interest in shopping, only one guard was arranged to walk in front of the crowd.

The guard's name was Kane. Jaeger, twenty-four years old, SS squad leader (sergeant) 2nd class. Sergeant Jaeger was as quick and athletic as described in the file, had been an amateur boxer before joining the SS, and although his grades were not very good, his skills were above average.

Seeing the unidentified man, rushing towards him with a menacing attitude, Sergeant Jaeger was ready to intercept with his bare hands, surrounded by pedestrians and tourists, and behind him was the Imperial Führer, he could not use a firearm in such an occasion.

Dogen and the guards each had a pistol on their bodies, and they left the submachine gun in the car, but it was still too conspicuous, and Xu Jun didn't want to cause panic among the people.

The man was fast, and he struggled to knock over the two pedestrians who were in the way, and in an instant he rushed in front of Sergeant Jaeger. The incident happened so suddenly, everything was like lightning, and ordinary people couldn't react at all, but Sergeant Yaeger didn't hesitate at all, and when he saw the target, he was confronted with a fierce jab.

Then the onlookers were amazed, the man suddenly twisted his neck to the side, and Sergeant Jaeger's fist almost brushed the tip of the opponent's nose.

When Jaeger noticed the punch sweeping away, he knew that he had fallen into passivity due to his rich experience in martial arts, and hurriedly raised his left hand to defend. But by this time, the opponent's attack had arrived, and Jaeger felt a heavy punch from his opponent on the left side of the rib.

The sergeant felt it was the hardest punch he had ever received in his boxing career, and he could almost hear his ribs breaking, and the SS sergeant held back the pain and grabbed the garment from his shoulder. Then came the second and third punches, striking in the same position in succession, and Sergeant Yaeger was surprised to find that his strength was rapidly draining, so that the opponent easily broke free from his grasp.

Sergeant Yaeger reached for the punch between his ribs, only to feel a warm hand of liquid there, and it dawned on him.

"Be careful! He has knives! The sergeant used the last strength he had to shout a warning to his comrades in the rear.

However, the sergeant seemed to have forgotten that his comrades were not behind him at this time, and that it was the head of the Third Reich himself who stood in front of the knife-wielding man.

"Get out of the way!" said that it was too late, and then quickly, Xu Jun pushed away Tysenhofen, who wanted to block in front of him.

Tysenhofen felt only a tremendous force over his shoulders, and the adjutant dared to swear to God, and at that moment his feet were completely off the ground, and the next moment he struck General Weirle, and the two of them rolled on the sidewalk ((∩^o^)??. *?? (?д?≡?д?) ）。

At this time, Colonel Dogen was holding his Luger pistol and preparing to aim, but he was startled by the adjutant who suddenly flew out, when did Tysenhowen have the flight function, why didn't he receive the news at all.

Just as Dogen was stunned, the man had already rushed in front of the Führer.

Because the adrenaline in his body was secreting a lot, the man's expression at the moment looked extremely hideous, Xu Jun stared at the other party's eyes tightly, and all he saw from it was despair and horror.

The man was bent on escaping at the moment, and since he had already opened the killing ring, he no longer needed to scruple, so he repeated his old trick and swung his fist at Xu Jun's abdomen.

Xu Jun's keen vision immediately noticed that there was a flash of metal cold light between the other party's fingers, just like the sergeant's warning, this man was not unarmed.

"Idiot!" Xu Jun sneered and stretched out his hand, accurately clasped the man's wrist, and then flipped his elbow hard, pulling the opponent's fist in front of him.

"Trench knives?" The Reich Führer recognized at a glance that this was not an ordinary knife, but a specially made trench fist.

In the protracted trench warfare of World War I, both sides of the war abandoned the moral code they once adhered to, so a series of unconventional trench weapons emerged, in addition to the traditional war hammer and battle pick, the most bloody and cruel is this kind of trench knife, and after the war, a type of military knife has evolved from it, that is, the famous fighting dagger.

This is a British production of fist stabs, the handle of the knife is composed of an aluminum handle and a fist, the blade extends horizontally from between the index finger and the middle finger to one side, forming a 90-degree right angle to the handle, when used, only need to hold the handle to swing a fist at the target, when the fist hits the human body, the blade is naturally inserted into the target's body.

Because it is different from the way conventional knives are used, people who encounter this type of punch for the first time often lose their lives inadvertently.

Recognizing that it was this weapon, Xu Jun began to worry about Sergeant Jaeger's life, the only purpose of this thing was to take the lives of others, and in addition, this thing couldn't even peel a fruit, so it can be said that when designing this weapon, the designer's heart was full of malice towards humans.

"Dogen! A few of you are going to see Jaeger, and you must take him to the hospital as soon as possible! Xu Jun ordered loudly, and his subordinates exerted their strength.

The man let out a miserable wail, his wrist bone was torn apart, and the man could no longer hold the trench fist, and could only let the murder weapon, which he regarded as a treasure, fall on the hard concrete tiles.

"Trash!" Xu Jun let go of the other party's wrist, which was rapidly swollen, and looked down at the murderer who was kneeling in front of him.

This man was clearly not a killer against himself, only a fool would use such a dagger to carry out assassinations, and Germany did not prohibit the possession of firearms, so it was easy to buy guns in stores. Besides, his trip was completely improvised, if anyone knew his whereabouts, then there were only a few people around him, but if even they couldn't be trusted, then who else could he rely on.

This should be just a passing villain, he just happened to be caught up, and countless alpacas roared past in the Führer's heart, this day is really unbearable, and even shopping is not safe. The Führer touched his chin with his hand and wondered if he should find someone to sacrifice to a god.

Finding that the handsome guy in front of him seemed to be distracted, the kneeling man's eyes flashed fiercely, thinking that it was an opportunity left by God for him, so he jumped up and wanted to continue the murder.

"Scum!" With a contemptuous curse, the last thing the man saw was the sole of a boot with pentagonal steel spikes, and then darkness suddenly descended.

"Not dead yet, just fainted." Xu Jun said to Tysenhofen, who was squatting down to check.

"How's Jaeger doing?" Xu Jun turned his face and asked Weierle.

"One of the stabs was stabbed in the lungs and was in terrible condition." Wehrle reported with his waist on his back.

"How are you? Wehrle, I'm really sorry just now, it's really urgent. ”

"Thank you for your concern, it's just that it may have twisted a muscle, so it's not a big deal." Werler was still a little frightened, such a large living person suddenly flew over, which is not something that can be encountered every day.

And what surprised the chief of staff even more was that the Führer had easily subdued the gangster, who had just knocked down a tough non-commissioned officer of the Guard Flag just a moment earlier.

Weierle felt that he couldn't see through the Führer more and more, in addition to the endless new ideas in the other party's mind, he actually hid such a good skill, the problem is that every day I see him eating nonsense, or he is lazy in his ways, and I don't see how much time this person spends exercising.

"It's the Führer .... Your Excellency the Führer! A scream suddenly sounded in his ears, and the chief of staff suddenly felt a thrill in his heart, and he hurriedly looked back, only to see that the Führer was also looking at him blankly, wiping the pair of flat glasses in his hand.

"Oh God!" Weirle couldn't help but sigh and raised his hand to cover his bare forehead.

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