Following Ribbentrop, Hiroshi Oshima walked into the German Führer's office in awe.

At a glance, Oshima was surprised to find that the office of this European ducái, who was famous for his luxury, was unexpectedly clean and simple. This office was formerly a superior suite, with the space of a French court building. The ceiling is decorated with alabaster carvings along the perimeter of the slabs. A row of large carved lattice windows, which occupy almost half of the wall, are not closed, and the sunlight shines through the clear glass on the floor. A three-tiered crystal chandelier hangs in the middle of the roof, and the surrounding walls are inlaid with hazel wooden wainscoting, and several paintings of unknown age are hung. The floor is covered with maroon wood inlay, polished to a remarkable finish.

In one corner of the room, next to the oak-trimmed fireplace, the most conspicuous piece of furniture in the room sits it. A large brown walnut desk with a dark green embroidered carpet underneath. Behind the table is a high-backed chair in green velvet, topped with the German eagle emblem, which is covered with silver leaf rings and iron crosses that gleaming in the sunlight outside the window.

"Mr. Minister, where is the Führer?" Hiroshi Oshima looked around the empty room suspiciously.

"In the small conference hall, please follow me this way." Ribbentrop walked to a door in the corner of the room, where the two Waffen-SS guardsmen, who had followed them, took a few steps and pulled it open, then stood with their hands behind their backs on either side of the door.

The Japanese have a "comprehensive" profile of His Excellency the Führer, at least as they themselves think. Standing in front of that door, Hiroshi Oshima struck again in apprehension that he had to make a "good impression" in front of the European giant, and this was the first time he had met the head of the empire, and the "good impression" was the most valuable "asset" of a diplomat.

"My Führer." Ribbentrop bowed his head respectfully.

"These gentlemen are the special envoys sent by the Japanese government." Ribbentrop hunched over and took a half-step back, exposing the pinch of turnip heads to the Führer's firepower.

It is a tightly enclosed room with no windows, and the décor is as simple as that of an outer office.

"This man is very happy to show his integrity in front of his subordinates, but at heart he is a greedy guy for pleasure."

Hiroshi Oshima remembered a note from the "Character Information" given to him by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. However, while stealing knowledge of his opponent's weaknesses, he ignored the small words that were temporarily added by the Ministry of Internal Affairs analyst in parentheses after the explanation (hypocritical and cruel, greedy and ruthless, but is this really the true face of this man?). ）。

The German Führer in front of him was indeed radiant, with a straight German uniform, gorgeous marshal's collar and epaulettes, shiny leg-curtailing military boots, short hair as bright as soft gold, a handsome facial curve like a Greek statue, and blue eyes as bright as a morning star. Hiroshi Oshima paid special attention to the two rows of medals representing Martial Arts on the opponent's left chest and the silver Oak Leaf Knight Medal on the neckline.

"What a heroic Nanban man." Hiroshi Oshima secretly admired the aesthetic values of the Japanese.

"A stunningly large square jaw, a pair of small eyes that flicker, and a nose bridge that is not tall but is also an outlier among the Japanese nation, make up a face that makes people feel honest and unwise." Xu Jun also secretly looked at Hiroshi Oshima, who stood at the head of the Japanese envoy like a flock. "What a Class A war criminal, he looks really hidden enough."

Just when the two Class A war criminals looked at each other with affection and secretly admired each other, the other Class A war criminal couldn't help but come up and have fun.

"My Führer, this is the Great ...... Oh...... Head of the Imperial Japanese Diplomatic Mission, Oshima. Mr. Black. ”

Ribbentrop's body trembled a little, and his tongue was a little knotted. The reason for this was that he accidentally used the word "big" when introducing the Japanese Empire in front of the Führer of the Third German Reich...... This is the most taboo term of the Führer. According to the previous advice of Colonel Dogen, the guy who made such a mistake would probably be castrated by the Führer himself. Although he felt that it was an honor for the head of the empire to perform the mutilation on himself with his own hands, and that he already had two sons, Ribbentrop felt that it was necessary to defend his reproductive rights for the rest of his life.

"Oshma. General Black, I've heard of you for a long time. Xu Jun endured the ** that burst out of laughter, and said coldly to Hiroshi Oshima. "Your Excellency, on behalf of the Empire of Japan, I would like to express my most sincere respect and greetings to Your Excellency."

Hiroshi Oshima faced the German Führer with a solemn expression, and bowed a 115-degree bow full of awe, which was a great gift only to the Japanese emperor.

"In addition, on behalf of His Majesty the Emperor and the Imperial Government of Japan, I would like to express our sincerest apologies for the harm caused to His Excellency by our personnel."

A group of Japanese bowed another hundred and fifteen degrees.

"I think we'd better sit down and talk, Mr. Envoy."

Xu Jun bowed his head towards the conference table, and then threw down the Japanese envoys who were still pouting and walked over to themselves.

Touching a soft nail, Hiroshi Oshima was unmoved, still maintaining that restrained and respectful expression, and led his deputies to the conference table and sat down.

"This is Lieutenant General Weierle, the chief of staff of my base camp, and this is my adjutant, Colonel Dogen, Ribbentrop, whom you have known for a long time."

Xu Jun sat at the end of the conference table and pointed to the subordinates sitting beside him.

"General Weierle, Colonel Dogen, I have heard of these two great military officers when I was the Army's military attaché in Berlin, and it is a great honor to meet you here."

Hiroshi Oshima hurriedly stood up and bowed to Verrle and Dogen.

Berlin military attaché? Heard for a long time? If you want to build a relationship, you can't talk nonsense with your eyes open. When he Hiroshi Oshima was the military attache of the Japanese Army in Berlin, one of them was still working as a salary thief at the Army Headquarters, and the other was in the SS training camp and was discouraged and waiting for death. However, basic diplomatic etiquette was still needed, and with no disdain, Werler and Dogen also stood up and nodded back to Hiroshi Oshima.

"Special Envoy Oshima, please introduce your deputy head of mission to His Excellency the Führer."

Seeing that the scene was a little cold, Ribbentrop immediately brought out the professionalism of his champagne merchant to set the mood.

"Ah, I'm very sorry, Your Excellency. This is the deputy head of the special mission, Schlatori. Ambassador Toshiou. ”

Toshio Shiratori hurriedly stood up and bowed to Xu Jun.

"Schlatos. Mr. Toschou was the Imperial Japanese Ambassador to Italy, my head of state. The champagne merchant was kind enough to introduce.

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Ambassador Toshio." Xu Jun nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'm here today, I'm just meeting with your Japanese envoy to exchange your opinions, not a formal official representation. So, don't be so restrained, O Shima Envoy, Tuo Shi Ou Envoy. Let's start with some refreshments. ”

Xu Jun stretched out his hand to signal to the orderly standing in the corner of the conference hall, and the orderly in the uniform of a straight waiter hurriedly pushed onto the meal cart. Holding the celadon teacup in front of him, Xu Jun elegantly brushed off the tea leaves on the water with the lid of the cup, and took a leisurely sip.

"Tea, please, Mr. Envoy, very good Chinese tea. You must have been drinking this a lot in Japan. ”

Xu Jun calmly put down the teacup.

"Ah...... Yes, very good tea, Your Excellency. ”

Looking at the four Germans in front of him, except for the poker-faced SS colonel who was holding coffee and doing his work, the other three were all sipping Chinese tea with gestures that were more skilled than himself, and Hiroshi Oshima was completely lost. When did the Germans start to drink tea, don't they always like to blow bubbles with beer cans? Hiroshi Oshima carefully took a few sips of tea, and then respectfully put the teacup on the table, to be honest, he really couldn't get used to this bitter Chinese tea, he preferred English black tea with lemon.

"What the hell is this man thinking?"

Looking at Xu Jun, who was sitting calmly, Hiroshi Oshima felt a little uneasy.

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Hiroshi Oshima is an outlier among the Japanese.

His old man, Lieutenant General Kenichi Oshima, had served as Japan's ambassador to Germany, and after returning to Japan, his family had never been deprived of German guests, and his family was full of good feelings for Germany. Moreover, as a child, he spent some time in foster care with a family of German immigrants. It can be said that he is a Japanese who grew up in a German-speaking environment and received a German-style homeschooling.

As is customary for all Japanese officer families, he was kicked by his old man into the Japanese Army Infant School. This was followed by the Japanese Non-commissioned Officer School, and finally the Japanese Army Academy, which every Japanese officer must enter if he wants to get ahead.

In addition to his father's background, his German language skills also played a big role in his successful military school. Only three foreign languages are taught in Japanese military schools, German, Russian, and Chinese, and all Japanese officers must learn one or both of them. But there is a problem, although they can both listen and write, but they can speak fluently and can also make each other understand, this kind of person is rare in the Japanese army.

Hiroshi Oshima was one such feather, probably the only officer in the Japanese Army who could communicate fluently with the Germans without gesturing or using a notebook. The others, such as the famous Three Birds of the Army, were all mixed up in Germany, but the Germans had to guess how to communicate with them.

Oshima Hiroshi first worked in heavy artillery for a while, which is a rare technical branch in the Japanese army, and without some real materials, it can't even be relied on, and the simple-minded guys only have the work of infantry. From here, you can see the weight of the above, so after working in the Second Wing of the Heavy Artillery for less than half a year, he was transferred to the staff headquarters to mix salaries.

The rest of Oshima's military career can be described as colorful, first being sent on a business trip to Siberia, which is essentially engaged in espionage activities. Later, he was transferred to Germany as an adjutant military attaché in Germany, then a military attache at the embassy in Austria, and a military attache at the embassy in Germany. Military attachés stationed abroad are one of the few positions in the Japanese military that can legally embezzle, and they belong directly to the Ministry of Military Affairs, not to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. In normal times, no matter how you eat, drink, gamble, and spend all your time, as long as it is said that it is for intelligence, all expenses will be put into confidential military expenses, and even the ambassador can't control it.

During his years in Berlin, Hiroshi Oshima relied on his excellent eloquence and a large number of golden tickets to establish good relations with the German Foreign Ministry and the military. As mentioned earlier, this guy is an outlier among the Japanese, and the reason is that in a few years of his career in Germany, this guy spontaneously and completely Germanized himself. Both the language habits and the way of thinking are German. According to the words of his colleagues, this guy is simply a German.

Hiroshi Oshima worshipped Nazi Germany to the extreme, almost to the point of fanaticism. For example, he was very envious of the handsomeness of the German uniform, because he could not change the style of the Japanese army uniform, he used his brains on the military hat, and changed the original British military hat into a German military hat with a towering hat wall, and the result was that the combination of the two made people feel indescribably weird and ridiculous, so Oshima Hiroshi's hat became a laughing stock in Berlin's diplomatic circles, and only he himself was still happy to wear the German-style Japanese military hat to haunt the social places and swagger through the market.

However, he admired Germany to the extreme, and never imagined that he would be put alive by the Germans, and almost ended his diplomatic career. Due to the sudden signing of the "German-Soviet Non-Aggression Pact" between Germany and Russia, he had been jumping up and down for the German-Japanese alliance and single-handedly promoting the "Japan-Germany Defense and Communist Agreement", which was severely questioned at home. Because of this incident, he was forced to resign from the post of ambassador to Germany, which he had managed to climb up, but he also brought the resignation of the general cabinet of Hiranuma and pulled a vote.

However, when Konoe Fumiro's cabinet came to power, he was the first official to be repromoted in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and due to the growing enthusiasm for the alliance with Germany in Japan, Hiroshi Oshima also recovered his previous position and was sent to Germany as ambassador again.

Originally, the first thing he did when he arrived was to visit the German Führer and present his credentials. But unexpectedly, after arriving in Berlin, the German principal and deputy heads of state jumped to France to die, and the two factions were elusive on the French front, and no one in the whole Berlin could know their exact location. Even the Germans themselves did not know where their heads were, which left Hiroshi Oshima to find them, so the process of presenting credentials could only be delayed. Then came the news of Hitler's death von. The news of Stadler's succession to the throne made Hiroshi Oshima, who was an extreme admirer of Hitler, really sad for a few days.

The ambassador of the Imperial Japanese to Germany wiped his nose and began to wait for the steaming new German head of state to return to the DPRK to receive him. Feng. Stadler didn't even come back from France.

Although the credentials were not delivered for a day, and Hiroshi Oshima's ambassador could not be counted as taking office for a day, he did not care about these procedural problems, since the German head of state had not yet returned to the capital, then he was waiting here slowly, first re-establishing the relationship that had been established before, and by the way seeing if he could get any oil and water from the change of dynasty in Germany. However, Hiroshi Oshima immediately found out that Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler must have been at odds with him. Before Hiroshi Oshima's activities in Berlin began, the Reinhardt Purge began. Regardless of the large number of high-ranking Nazi officials that Hiroshi Oshima knew and didn't know, a large number of high-ranking Nazi officials were arrested, and Hiroshi Oshima's network became fragmented in an instant. If it weren't for the German relationship established when he was a military attaché, his painstaking management in the past few years would have really been wiped out.

In just one month of purge, Hiroshi Oshima learned the thunderous methods of the new German Führer, and the top level of the German government came to a big change, and the familiar faces of the past were basically on the obituary column, and the calm and ruthless means can be compared with the bearded man of Lu Guo, and it is even better.

Hiroshi Oshima suddenly began to look forward strongly to meeting the powerful new German head of state. At the same time, in order to vote for the Führer, he began to study what kind of person the new German Führer really was. The result puzzled him, although the German Führer, like other senior Nazi Party officials, was good at intrigues, deceit, and power grabbing, but he could not defeat the rest of the party leaders to inherit Hitler's throne with the ability and experience he had shown before, unless the German Führer had a killer weapon that he did not know.

Hiroshi Oshima began to collect information about the German Führer, but as he deepened, he felt more and more that Reinhardt was not as simple as he seemed, because there was too little information about the apostle that could be collected from any channel. Except for the official articles in newspapers and books that praise his merits, Hiroshi Oshima can't get a little information about this man. No one in this world can wash himself into a blank sheet of paper, but this man really did it. So, when Hiroshi Oshima received a telegram from Tokyo, ordering him to be the head of the special mission, he felt excitement that he had never felt before. Because he can finally go head-to-head with the mysterious German Führer. What made him even more overjoyed was that he had finally obtained the man's details from Tokyo, and he had discovered the man's Achilles' heel from them.

This is a man who has the disguise of incorruptible wisdom, but is full of hypocrisy and arrogance, vanity and shallowness, and extreme greed in his bones. Hiroshi Oshima couldn't help but sigh, sure enough, no one in this world can be perfect, and there is no god who is as clean as a blank piece of paper. So when Hiroshi Oshima boarded the plane to Paris, he was confident in his heart that he would complete the mission. But when he actually sat in front of the German Führer, Hiroshi Oshima couldn't help but wonder if he had made the right judgment.

He may have made a huge mistake, and it is dangerous to underestimate a god.