Last night's banquet at the Prime Minister's Office lasted until 10 o'clock in the evening, because most of the participants were energetic military academy graduates, and the Führer behaved unusually approachable, and the atmosphere in the second half of the banquet became very jubilant, Xu Jun made an exception and drank a lot of strong wine during the banquet, and as a result, the Führer felt a headache when he got up the next day.

The grumpy Reich Führer rolled around in bed with a quilt rolled up and down for a quarter of an hour before finally agreeing to get out of bed and change his clothes, in exchange for Tysenhaven promising to get him a cup of hot milk at once, with a double amount of honey.

At the repeated instructions of the adjutant, the Führer took off his white silk pajamas embroidered with the imperial eagle emblem and his initials on his chest, and prepared to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

This pajama was a gift from the girls of the Führer's Secretariat, because it was a made-to-order high-end product, worth 760 German marks, and because it was a gift for the Führer, the store also specially discounted it.

This was about two weeks' wages for the female secretaries, which was a lot of money at the time, but the girls didn't care, who called His Excellency the head of the empire so charming.

Xu Jun was very happy when he got this gift, and he also prepared a return gift for the girls, each with a custom-made sapphire brooch.

After taking a hot bath, Xu Jun felt much more refreshed, and his head still had some hangover pain, and when he returned to the bedroom humming a little song, he found that Tysenhofen had been waiting for a long time with milk.

"What's the interesting news this morning." Xu Jun held his back and drank milk.

"Nothing special, my Führer, if something funny, last night a group of drunken men rushed out of the Reich Chancellery and sang a military song for half the night in front of the Brandenburg Gate." Tysenhofen took out a brand-new marshal's uniform from the closet and carefully spread it on Xu Jun's bed.

"Okay, Eric, I know I drank a little too much yesterday, and I definitely won't be next time." Xu Jun put the empty milk cup on the coffee table, and begged his personal adjutant for mercy with a shy face.

"I don't blame you in the slightest, my Führer." Tysenhofen placed his shiny riding boots beside the bed.

"That's right, that's good, ahhahahaha." The Reich Führer stroked his wet hair and pretended to be stupid.

"Today's new uniform, what about yesterday's uniform?" Finding that the adjutant ignored him, Xu Jun hurriedly diverted the topic.

"Oil and wine stains can't be left overnight and must be cleaned as soon as possible."

"Aha... Ha ha... Hahaha, that's right... Ha ha. "The Führer of the Third Reich again went into pretending to be stupid.

Because he had already gotten up late, of course the morning luck of the day had also been in vain, and after dressing up with the help of the adjutant, the Führer went downstairs and went straight to his office.

"Bring breakfast to the office, remember to add an omelette and ask General Weirle to come and see me. The briefing was held in the office, did Ribbentrop come? Immediately after entering the Imperial Gallery, the Führer was in working mode, walking briskly on the marble floor, shouting to his personal lieutenant beside him.

"It's already here, waiting in the lounge, my Führer."

"What about Himmler?"

"I'll ask."

"Inform Bormann and Goebbels that I will hold a press conference at three o'clock in the afternoon."

"Yes, my Führer."

"Is Dougan or Randolph on duty this morning?"

"It's Colonel Dogen, my Führer."

"Prepare the convoy, I'll go to the headquarters on time at eleven o'clock."

"I've been informed, my Führer."

"Very well, Eric, you go and get busy." Xu Jun stopped in front of the tall door of the prime minister's office, and two guards of the flag guard saluted with their rifles raised, and then stepped forward to push the heavy door open for their head of state.

"Hey! Reinhart! Tysenhofen raised his right arm behind Xu Jun in salute, and the two guards quickly closed the door after the Führer walked into the office.

"Hi Reinhardt!" The two female secretaries stood in front of the map table and raised their arms to salute Xu Jun.

"Hi... What, forget it. Xu Jun raised his arm and flipped his wrist and walked towards his desk.

Normally, the Reich Head of State would spend half a day at the Prime Minister's Office, then go to the High Command for a few hours, and then go around a few government departments, and it was almost dinner time.

"This is the official document that you need to deal with today, these are the letters received." The secretary carried a large stack of papers to her desk, followed by a neatly stacked bundle of mail.

"Thank you, Miss Watlane, and you, Miss Hutson." Xu Jun took a document and took out a pen from the pen case.

"This is the labor census report from the leaders of the East Hannover region, and we have checked the data and entered the report." Annie. Watklein stood at his desk and reported gently.

"Hmm..."Xu Jun flipped through the document, and then drew an exclusive monograph in the blank space of the document.

"Archive."

"Yes, my Führer." The female secretary closed the document on the table and put it on the file cart next to her.

"My Führer, your breakfast." Tysenhoven opened the side door of the office and walked in with a food truck.

"Nuremberg sausages and omelettes, and vegetable salad." Tysenhofen put breakfast in front of Xu Jun.

"Is there anything else you need? My Führer. ”

"Yes, thank you, Eric."

"Also, General Weirle awaits your summons at the resting place." The adjutant reported.

"Let him come in, and call Ribbentrop to come too." Xu Jun tucked the napkin into the neckline.

"Yes, my Führer." Tysenhofen replied.

"Miss Watcrane, put the papers here first, and I'll summon you when I need to." The Führer picked up his knife and fork and said to the secretaries with a smile.

"Yes, my Führer." The female secretary puffed up her chest and saluted, and then left the office after Tysenhofen.

Just as the Führer began to cut the second sausage, Willle and Ribbentrop walked into the chancellor's office.

"Hey! Reinhart! The two men raised their hands to greet the Führer.

"Come quickly, Weierle, good morning, Ribbentrop." Xu Jun put down the knife and beckoned to the two subordinates.

"My Führer." Wehrle walked over to his desk and nodded again.

"You may be seated." Xu Jun waved the fork with the sausage in it and motioned for the two to sit down.

"What's new." The Reich Führer slices crispy fried sausages.

"Things went well and didn't exceed our expectations." Weirle replied respectfully.

"What about the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?" The Reich Führer raised his face and looked at the Deputy Foreign Minister.

"Siam... The Siamese government, through the British Foreign Office, requested our good offices. Ribbentrop's voice was a little excited.

"Are the Siamese ready to pay?" Xu Jun stirred the cream salad with a fork.

"They are willing to apologize to the Reich for the mistakes they made in the last war, and they are willing to compensate for the losses caused to German businesses and the diaspora." Ribbentrop replied.

They were discussing what happened 23 years ago, when World War I broke out, and King Rama VI of Siam, because he had studied military affairs in England, turned his attitude towards Britain in an all-round way, so he brazenly declared war on the Central Powers despite the opposition of the older royal family.

Prince Zachcapong, who had studied in England with the king, was the staunchest supporter of this matter, and he personally led the Siamese police to arrest all German and Austro-Hungarian merchants and expatriates, throw them into prison, confiscate all their businesses and property, and also ordered the Siamese navy to seize all German and Austrian merchant ships that had taken refuge in Siamese seaports at that time, and incorporated them into the merchant fleet of the Siamese royal family.

Because many of the members of the Siamese royal family of the previous generation have studied in Germany, Siam and Germany have established a friendship for 20 years, Germany has a lot of investment in Siam, and even a lot of trading firms with China have their headquarters in Bangkok, when the war broke out, Siam became a haven for the German diaspora in Southeast Asia, and countless German businessmen and relatives in Asia at that time ran to Siam from the British, French and Japanese control areas to Siam for refuge, who would have thought that the Siamese royal family would suddenly turn face, for the Germans in Asia at that time, this was completely a catastrophe.

After the end of the war, because Siam was the victorious country and Britain and France were behind it, all actions were justified in the name of war, and the Weimar government in Germany at that time could only cover its head and pretend to be deaf and dumb. More than twenty years have passed, and it seems to have been forgotten, and the Siamese did not expect that the Germans would always remember this and were desperate to settle the reckoning with them.

In fact, after Germany's victory in the European War, Siam already felt that the situation was not good, and the change in their perception of Indochina alone made them feel nervous, if it were not for Germany's acquiescence behind them, how could France be allowed to transfer such a powerful armed force to Asia.

That fleet alone was enough to scare the Siamese officials out of the, not to mention the entire shipload of elite French soldiers, and they were all heavily armed.

"You can talk to them slowly, and don't mention the matter of holding those responsible at that time accountable." Xu Jun shook the knife.

"Yes, my Führer." The Foreign Minister nodded yes.

"Where is Rama VII now?" Xu Jun looked at Verle.

"He was already in Paris, and Petain placed him in a villa on the outskirts, heavily guarded." Wehrle flipped through his briefcase and pulled out a document and placed it on his desk.

"It was just delivered in the morning." The lieutenant general opened the folder, pulled out one of the photos and pushed it in front of Xu Jun.

"Well, is Rama VIII still in Switzerland?"

"Also, my Führer, there are people who have arranged for us around, and the Swiss side has provided comprehensive assistance." Wehrle replied.

"Well, let that kid stay in Switzerland, as for him—" Xu Jun pushed the knife against the picture to Weierle, and then asked, "Does he still have any thoughts about the throne?" ”

"Yes, but it can be seen that he still has some concerns, and this Majesty has clearly been frightened by his prime minister." Wehrle replied with a smile.

"It's a good thing to be ambitious, Weirle, especially this kind of person who has no talent." The Führer picked the omelette and sprinkled some sea salt on it.

"Yes, my Führer." Wehrle nodded in agreement.

"Now I'm waiting for news from the French Indochina side." Xu Jun broke open a slice of bread and dipped it in the yolk of the fried egg.

"My head of state, the Japanese ambassador, asked to meet with me in the afternoon, probably to talk about the Franco-Siamese war, what kind of attitude should we express." Ribbentrop asked respectfully.

"The Third Reich expressed grave concern about the conflicts taking place in South Asia. We urge the French government to exercise as much restraint as possible, and Germany has sent a team of professionals to investigate the conflict.

At the same time, Germany expressed regret over the air battle that took place in the airspace of French Indochina, demanded that the Siamese side find out the truth of the incident as soon as possible, and gave Germany a reasonable explanation. Xu Jun chewed the egg bread and recounted the official article, which contained a lot of diplomatic rhetoric, in exchange for the admiration of the vice foreign minister.

"Eric! What time is it in French Indochina now? Seeing the adjutant push the door in, Xu Jun asked loudly with a dinner fork.

"At half past three in the afternoon, my Führer." Eric replied without thinking.

"Huh?" The Führer was stunned, and his adjutant seemed to have a set.

"This is a telegram just sent, my Führer, from Hanoi." The adjutant smiled and placed the telegram on his desk.

"Take these away, I'm done." Xu Jun took out a napkin and wiped his mouth, and then put it next to the plate.

"Yes, my Führer."

"Make a pot of tea, it should be stronger, my head still hurts a little." Xu Jun picked up the telegram on the table.

"Yes, my Führer." The adjutant respectfully bowed to the order.

"The intelligence of the Eye of Odin is accurate, and the Japanese Combined Fleet has been dispatched." Xu Jun raised his eyes and looked at Weierle.

"With Japan's support, the attitude of the Siamese government will begin to change. The time is ripe for the next step. ”

After reading the telegram, the Reich Führer folded the paper in half and put it in his hand.

"Yes, my Führer, everything is ready, and the news will soon spread throughout Southeast Asia." Wehrle replied.

"If the plan goes as we hope, the basic strategic posture will emerge by the end of the year, and hopefully this will give us six to 10 months to prepare." Xu Jun rubbed his forehead and took a blank note from the corner of the table.

"Brumberg is going to leave tomorrow, and let him go around the Japanese occupation zone first, so that he can delay it for at least another three days." Xu Jun wrote two lines on the sticky note.

"Send it to Tokyo immediately, with the "gray pigeon" password. The Führer handed the note to Werle.

"You are... Ready to use that channel? Surprised, Werler took off his monocle.

"The fuse has been activated, my Excellency Chief of Staff, there is no need to hesitate any longer."

Xu Jun stood up and walked to the office window, and forcefully ripped open the floor-to-ceiling curtains, the winter sun shone on the bunker site in the garden, and the guards in black uniforms stood tall in the wind with guns.

PS: The code is finished in advance, 4,000 words, thank you for your support.

Keep asking for votes, please give me more power to code words.

Thank you. (To be continued.) )