The night in Moscow is enchanting.

The sky is clear, the stars are shining, and the slowly flowing Moskva River brings a fresh smell.

From the balcony of the hotel, you can see the Moskva River in front of you. This year's climate is not particularly cold, and the Moskva River has not frozen so far. The heating in the room has been burned, so that the window is open, and it is not particularly cold, looking at the stars in the sky, accompanying his lover, this feeling is very warm.

The day's hospitality was over, and Ciric stayed at the hotel, waiting for the next day's military parade, and at this moment, he and Hannah were together, and felt that life was so simple.

However, next year, the flames of war will be ignited, as the initiator of the war, is he still here as sentimental as a little girl?

Thinking of this, Ciric couldn't help but smile.

Suddenly, Ciric was in a hurry, and he said to Graf beside him, "Bring me the accordion." ”

In the Soviets, the accordion was one of the most common musical instruments, easy to carry, and the sound quality was good, and Wang Weiguo in his previous life also studied for a while.

Soon Graff found the accordion, and Ciric stepped over his chest, sat down in his chair, and began to play, and the familiar melody came out, and in the silence of the night his voice was melodious and stirring.

"Late at night there was silence in the garden

Only the wind is singing softly

How nice the night is

How hearty

On this enchanting evening..."

Ciric once composed the song of the Panzer Corps, which moved many musicians, and now, this song on the outskirts of Moscow, humming from Ciric's mouth, immediately infected many people.

Hannah sat quietly beside Ciric, listening to Ciric's music, looking at her lover infatuatedly, this night, it was really charming.

Ciric's visit was relaxed, and his song was quickly reported to Stalin, who couldn't help but relax when he listened to the song.

After all, this is still a hairy young man, not yet sixty years old, let alone any political experience, he is still too young, it seems, until the Soviet army crosses the border, he will know what maturity is.

On the other side of the globe, at this time, it is daytime.

"President Roosevelt, down here is New York." On a Douglas DC-3 plane, Roosevelt's aides spoke to him.

Since Roosevelt had a lot to attend to during the war, he still didn't have much chance to win votes, even though he was actively involved in the next presidential race.

And today, Roosevelt finally found time to come to New York to give his presidential campaign speech, which was quite important to him.

The plane flew over the coast, the new Statue of Liberty could be seen, the scaffolding on it had not been removed, and during the construction phase, Roosevelt withdrew his gaze as if the goddess was staring at him, making him very uncomfortable.

Soon, the plane arrived at the airport, and when the cabin door opened, Roosevelt saw a large number of people waiting in the airfield below.

These people made Roosevelt feel warm, and he knew that they were all supporting him.

The wheelchair appeared at the door of the cabin, and Roosevelt beckoned to the people below: "Citizens of New York, I am very happy to be able to come to New York to deliver my presidential campaign speech, we in the United States have reached the most dangerous juncture, but I believe that we will be able to overcome the difficulties and defeat the enemy..."

In order to be a successful politician, you must first be a qualified orator, and this is especially true in the free world, where Roosevelt impromptu a speech.

He wants to let the people present know that although the United States has been attacked, the United States will definitely not be defeated, and as long as he is there, the United States will win!

The crowd below was quietly listening to Roosevelt's speech, yes, at this juncture, only Roosevelt could lead the United States to victory!

In the crowd, a short Oriental man squeezed forward, his nose shaved clean, still looking like a fluffy mustache.

In his mouth, the words that were not clear came out: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." ”

Finally, he stood in a suitable position, and his vision was wide enough, and the President Roosevelt, high in the door of the cabin, was extremely clear.

At this moment, he calmed his breathing, and then, with a quick effort, pulled out a pistol from his chest.

Cole's 0.38 caliber revolver, which he bought two hours earlier, was a new gun he had bought for fourteen dollars at a nearby gun shop, and it came with five bullets.

Not bad, five bullets are enough. In a free country like the United States, buying guns is completely normal, and during the war, the American people can buy their own guns and go to the battlefield to fight to defend the United States.

However, his Oriental appearance made the clerk's attitude quite unfriendly, and he repeatedly checked his documents before selling him this gun, an old Colt police safety pistol, which was produced in 1907 and has a history of more than 30 years.

No matter what kind of gun it is, as long as it can kill, it is a good gun!

The moment he pulled out his gun, the bodyguards on the periphery of the crowd had already seen him, and suddenly, one of the bodyguards shouted loudly: "Protect the president!" ”

Then, he had already squeezed over, trying to snatch the other man's gun with his hands.

But it didn't work, he heard a soft "bang", and then, Roosevelt, who was retreating, shook his body.

The Assassin was captured by the bodyguards before he could fire a second shot, and it was clear that the Assassin had not received any professional training, and he was caught without even taking advantage of the chaotic crowd to escape.

Roosevelt's shirt was torn and frozen, and he frowned and looked very pained, and then, with a trembling hand, he took out a box of camel brand cigarettes from his front pocket, the box of which was made of iron and had a hole in it.

And at the back of the box is the draft of the speech that Roosevelt is going to prepare today, and the draft is already red.

"Take the president to the hospital immediately!" The man behind him shouted.

Roosevelt shook his head: "No, I'm not badly injured, now, I'm going to finish my speech task first and send me to the venue." ”

Roosevelt's hands were still trembling, but he would not interrupt his speech like this, because there were still tens of thousands of people waiting for him at the venue of the speech!

"Call him over." Roosevelt looked at the diminutive assassin who was about to be escorted away, and said to the bodyguard.

The assassin was soon brought in, and Roosevelt asked in a trembling voice, "Why are you shooting at me?" ”

At this time, the crowd below is still there, they are looking at their beloved president, at this time, they are still so calm and composed, this is the demeanor that a president should have!

"You are the enemy of our island nation, I will kill you!" The other party's words are simple.

The following suddenly exploded: "Kill all the Japanese!" ”

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