"This showy guy, he shouldn't have stayed on the scene after his first assassination." Xu Jun dug into his pocket and pulled out a box of matches.

Obviously, in the face of the death of the Italian Prime Minister, there was no special emotion in the heart of His Excellency the Führer.

Xu Jun's knowledge and ability enable him to override this era, observing the operation of the world from the perspective of a bystander, which is the history that has happened and which is the reality that he has changed, and he can clearly distinguish in his mind.

Through these few months of personal experience, and the knowledge instilled in him by the future world and the cyborg, Xu Jun has transformed from an ordinary Chinese student into a perfect dictator, a German military and political leader.

During this time, he learned how to see things the way the Germans thought at the time, how to use and seize power effectively, how to use and seize power effectively, how to use and unofficial political tricks, and how to be ruthless and cruel to his enemies.

He conquered the unruly generals with his strength and achievements, won the allegiance of almost all of them, he accomplished what Hitler failed to do until his death, and took Germany into his own hands, he was the undoubted dictator, the leader of the Greater German Reich. Even if he destroys or establishes a country, it is only in his thoughts. The series of miracles he created was so dazzling that no one dared to doubt his decision.

Mussolini was destined to be eliminated, and the Italian leader had always been regarded by Xu Jun as a hidden danger, and if it weren't for this accident, he would have only lived for a week at most.

In his own time, Xu Jun had heard the media tout the West, claiming that all the European countries were a group of gentlemen who admired face-to-face combat and spurned assassination and conspiracy. For example, a certain politician stopped his assassination plan, and a certain general stopped a soldier from shooting the enemy in the back, and swore that he took out a bunch of foreign language materials, as if there was really such a thing.

Xu Jun dismisses this statement before the crossing, if he really advocates honor on the battlefield, then where did so many assassinated generals and kings come from in European history.

The history of Europe is never without intrigue and killing, with the French Assassins using knives, the English Assassins poisoning, the Italian Assassins coming and going, Spain full of Assasins, and the Habsburgs, who were responsible for providing targets to the Assassins throughout Europe.

Historically, Mussolini was not much more noble than those kings. Moreover, now that he has lost his usefulness, it may be a blessing for him to be killed by the Assassins in front of the people, because compared to the original death arranged for him by the Eye of Odin, he now looks at least like a man.

"Mussolini's guards suffered heavy losses on the day of the coup, first by the Italian gendarmes, then by an exchange of fire with our armored forces, and only a dozen people surrendered and survived. This time, the guards were all soldiers he had drawn from ordinary army units, and he had no previous experience in escorting. Weirle reported.

"This assassination is also a warning to us, why we didn't find out about this earlier, the Eye of Odin needs to review it."

"Yes, my Führer. We were not aware of this assassination, which was a dereliction of duty on the part of the Eye of Odin. Mussolini's death came five days earlier than the original schedule and almost caught us off guard. Fortunately, all the preparatory work in our plan has been completed, but there is less time for the various departments to run in. Weirle humbly bowed his head, this was the basket of his men, and it was his responsibility to take it.

"What's that agent's name?" Xu Jun lit his cigar and extinguished the match.

"Zimmermann, Günther. Franciske. Lieutenant Zimmmelman, my Führer. His grandmother was Italian and his grandfather was German. He once applied to join the Reich Security Bureau, only to be brushed off by Heydrich. Thankfully, our recruiter spotted him and absorbed him into Odin's Eye. He had served in the Army Engineer Corps with no problems with loyalty, and was a very capable young agent with rigorous training in Brandenburg.

I think he gave a good reason for this temporary execution, because if Mussolini is saved, he will be in a heavily guarded hospital for a long time, and our plans will not be able to proceed smoothly. Weirle defended his men.

"So this time Mussolini had to die, and I didn't mean to blame the officer. Obviously he has a quick mind, and I am very glad that not only can we not blame him, but we have to give him a proper reward. However, this time the situation is more special, and I don't want this kind of "impromptu action" behavior to become common in the operation of Odin's Eye, so we need to immediately develop a standard that our intelligence officers can follow when encountering similar situations. Xu Jun waved his hand, so that Weierle didn't have to mind.

"Yes, my Führer, as soon as I return, I will convene a meeting of the relevant personnel to study it." Weirle nodded respectfully, and at the same time a big stone fell in his heart.

"Mussolini's death should be exploited, compared to the original way of death designed for him, accidentally slipping and drowning in the bathtub of a hotel, which really does not look like the death of a national leader." Xu Jun said with a look of emotion.

"You're right, my Führer." Werler bowed slightly to show that he was taught, but in his heart he was complaining about the discipline of His Excellency the Führer, and when the Eye of Odin had just handed over this plan, didn't you smile very charmingly.

"My Führer, I have a question, I don't know," said Weirle, with some apprehension.

"What's the problem? Weirle. The Führer was biting his cigar and looking very frank.

"Why would you insist on staying on this farmstead instead of returning to Berlin overnight?"

"That's interesting, huh? It's time to eat, let's go down, don't keep everyone waiting. Xu Jun turned around and walked towards the partition door on the balcony.

"My Führer, you haven't answered my question yet." Weierle followed behind Xu Jun.

"Have you heard of the Ark of the Covenant, Wierle?"

"My Führer, do you mean the one written in the Old Testament....?"

"Is there a second one in the world?"

"I've heard that my Führer, if I'm not mistaken, disappeared about the sixth century BC." Weierle followed Xu Jun through the room.

"There's no problem with your memory, Werle. Now someone has found a clue to this holy artifact. The Führer strode to the door and stretched out his hand to open the door that led to the hallway.

"You mean Dr. Heinzberg?" Wehrle asked in surprise.

"And his daughter, who found an account of the Holy Grail in ancient texts, and it was also related to Himmler."

"Minister Himmler? I know he's obsessed with this, but..."

"No, but, he came in directly, and I'm going to make him look good when I go back, and Weierle."

"Yes, my Führer."

"Have you ever heard of the Holy Grail?"

"God, my Führer, have you found the clue to the Holy Grail?!"

"Of course.... Yes! Hercules, why are you here, Randolph? Why isn't he with you..."

The Führer and the Chief of Staff walked briskly down the stairs, and the discussion between the two men faded away.

PS: Ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, ask for a click. (To be continued.) )