"We are over the Adriatic Sea, my Führer." The attendant put a cup of hot tea in front of Xu Jun.

"Thank you." Xu Jun nodded slightly with an elegant demeanor.

"Should I get in touch with Berlin, my Führer?" Weirle asked, stirring the spoon in his coffee cup.

The aircraft is equipped with a military long-wave radio, which is standard when the F200 is used as a reconnaissance aircraft.

"Still no, I'm sure Ribbentrop will take care of everything." Xu Jun picked up the teacup and gently blew on the hot tea.

At this time, the German Führer finally remembered that he was going to meet with the Soviet envoy that afternoon.

To be honest, Werler was deeply skeptical of Xu Jun's statement, and he was sure that the Führer had premeditated this, otherwise with Tysenhofen's carefulness, how could he have omitted such an important foreign affairs event from the Führer's agenda.

The Soviet envoy had been in Berlin for more than half a month, and the German side had been very attentive to the reception, inviting them to an opera and a concert, leading them to visit military training and weapons test sites. But there was one thing that made the Soviets very unhappy, and that was that the German Führer had been hiding abroad, refusing to return to Berlin to meet them.

Finally, the German Führer returned to Berlin, and the two sides set a time for the meeting, but just an hour before the meeting, the Führer disappeared again. Weirle felt that if he was replaced by himself, he would definitely be angry and hit the wall.

"I'm worried about Molotov, he's not a good-natured gentleman." Wehrle reminded.

"Don't worry, Weierle, Molotov came with Stalin's mission, he won't tear his face with us until he completes it. I know what Molotov wants to talk to me, but we're not ready for it. Xu Jun put down the teacup and wiped the corners of his mouth with a hand towel.

"The scientific and technical information they wanted was so sensitive that it clearly went beyond what was set out in the German-Soviet non-aggression pact." Wehrle said.

"This is a smart people, the Slavs do not have a low IQ as Hitler said, and you must be very careful when dealing with them, otherwise you will fall into their trap. Well, I don't want to talk about that anymore. Xu Jun waved his hand, signaling that the topic could be over.

"Understood, my Führer." Weirle was not very good at foreign affairs and international relations, and he could only choose to believe that the Führer's judgment was correct.

Xu Jun opened the curtains and looked down, the turquoise Adriatic Sea seemed to be close at hand, the weather was very good, the sunset shone on the sea, reflecting pieces of golden sparkling waves.

"In another hour, we'll be in Taranto." Tysenhowen reported.

"That's the Apennine Peninsula." Weirle said, pointing to the coastline in the distance.

"It looks like Italy's shipping is recovering well." Xu Jun nodded slightly. Just on the route close to the coast, you can see a steady stream of large and small cargo ships.

Social order in Italy was restored faster than one might think, the previous wars did not cause serious damage to Italy's infrastructure, and Germany did not carpet bomb Italian cities as it did with Britain. This is also because there are not many valuable strategic objectives in Italy, and those that have real strategic value are also important to the Third Reich.

Don't look at the reputation of Italian weapons in World War II, but their precision machining capabilities are not lost to their German counterparts at all. The main problem with the criticism of Italian weapons lies in the concept of design, the materials used and the quality of the workmanship.

Germany recruited a large number of skilled workers from Italy, all of whom had experience in military manufacturing, and these people were the most lacking in Germany at present.

After the complete disarmament of Italy, a large number of soldiers were demobilized and returned to their hometowns, and the rural labor force was saturated, and those surplus labor began to move to the cities, although it caused some social problems, but also made up for the previous industrial labor gap.

The worst damage to Italy in the war was not the industrial regions in the northwest, but the agricultural provinces in the central and eastern regions, because the German invasion was just planted with winter wheat that year, and as a result, because the peasants were suddenly called up by the army, the wheat seedlings in the fields were left untended, and the next year's poor harvest was already expected. Durum wheat is the main ingredient in the production of pasta, and food prices in Italy have begun to skyrocket.

Fortunately, Germany relaxed Italy's fuel and raw material imports, and at the same time provided Italy with a large amount of food and daily necessities, which I believe will be of considerable help to Badoglio in consolidating his rule.

Germany's economy ministry estimates that it will take at least two years for Italy's domestic economy to recover before the war broke out. However, Xu Jun knew that the outbreak of war on the Eastern Front was inevitable, and Italy could not stay out of it.

The fate of the old European countries is now closely linked, and if Germany fails, the entire European continent will fall. Relying on the existing strength of Britain and France, they were simply unable to resist the attack of the Soviet behemoth, and the United States was re-erecting the banner of glorious isolation, and without the certainty of victory, Dewey would never intervene in the war in Europe. The U.S. Senate has even begun to discuss whether it is possible to dismantle a number of old ships of the Navy in order to use the money saved to improve social welfare.

The secret deal of exchanging destroyers for islands has now been exposed by the US media, and has become another incriminating evidence of Roosevelt's intention to intervene in the war in Europe.

However, the fifty four-chimney destroyers are indeed good things, although they are all old goods from more than 20 years ago, but the maintenance is not bad, and with a little renovation, it can basically play 70 or 80 percent of its performance. Historically, these warships, as the Royal Navy's "City"-class destroyers, galloped across the Atlantic theater, and many of them also made outstanding military achievements. It's a pity that in this time and space, they are destined to end their lives in the shipbreaking yard.

Xu Jun changed history, and history changed him, and he has become a part of this world. Xu Jun finally got used to life without mobile phones and computers, but fortunately he crossed relatively early, if he got used to using smartphones and the Internet, this kind of life would be even more difficult now.

However, every era has its own fun, and human beings can always find a way to be happy, at least Xu Jun's spare time life is quite rich and enjoyable.

As a historian and military enthusiast, he can find surprises everywhere in this era, and those classic weapons that were only photographed in later generations can now be viewed at will and even tried out for himself. He piloted the prototype of the Mosquito, boarded the famous battleship Bismarck, and even got into a U-boat to simulate a naval battle.

He also learned to appreciate the cabaret of the forties, and to be honest, the taste of the Germans was like that, and he also went to the opera in his spare time, but the Berlin market was almost entirely Wagner's works.

"I had an idea, Wehrle, that we could make a film." Throwing down the latest issue of "Signal" magazine in his hand, Xu Jun picked up the teacup and said to Weierle.

"What do you say? My Führer. Wehrle didn't hear it clearly.

"I said, I want to make a movie." Xu Jun said loudly.

"Very interesting idea, my Führer, you can go and consult with Minister Goebbels. May I venture to ask, what is your film about? Werler asked curiously.

The chief of staff has long been accustomed to the Führer's cold and outburst of leapfrog thinking, and he can think of making a movie when he reads a magazine, and he really doesn't know how to evaluate this person's associative ability. Wierle couldn't help but glance at the cover of the magazine, and saw nothing out of the ordinary, just a pilot standing on the wing, holding a Führer-designed flight helmet in his hand.

"I'm going to make a science fiction movie about what happens in a galaxy far away." Xu Jun took a sip of tea and put down the teacup elegantly.

"This... Sounds very appealing and very exciting, my Führer. Wehrle had no interest in the kind of stuff, but he encouraged it out of politeness.

"My Führer, the plane is about to land." The cabin attendant opened the curtain and reported to Xu Jun.

"We'll talk about it when we get to a resting place." Xu Jun patted Weierle on the shoulder, and then fastened the safety belt on the seat.

PS: Chapter 2 is presented, yesterday's arrears are settled.

Thank you all for your encouragement, the author will continue to work hard.