Chapter XVII
Steve and the others actually arrived 10 minutes ago, but they were afraid of startling the snake, so they were all hidden around. They didn't take action until someone came over to drive.
I learned that everyone had arrived early, and I also watched my joke by the way. Zhang Chengtian looked at the sneak attack of Goodall with resentment, dare to harm me to look foreign, see how I clean you up.
Steve, who knew Zhang Chengtian, also cooperated to push the tied Goodale forward.
Maybe a century has passed, maybe only a few seconds. Sanity finally returned to Goodall's mind. Sensing Zhang Chengtian's malicious Gudel's hiss, "What do you want to do...... β
Zhang Chengtian and Steve covered their faces in pain at the same time.
"It's a deep question." Steve said bitterly, "Sir, I can't answer, what should I do?" β
"I don't know," Zhang Chengtian's face was gloomy, his eyes flickering, "With such a problem, isn't this forcing us to beat him?" β
Steve, who has always been the roundworm in Zhang Chengtian's stomach, immediately jumped to try: "Do you do it or do I do it?" β
"No, we have to treat the captives preferentially, otherwise who will surrender to us in the future." Zhang Chengtian shook his head with regret.
"We locked him up in the warehouse and beat him secretly," Steve whispered, "and no one knew about the beating."
Glancing at Steve appreciatively, Zhang Chengtian smiled: "It makes sense, I haven't seen you for a while, your emotional intelligence is good, Steve." β
Seeing that Zhang Chengtian grabbed a Mauser rifle from the warehouse, he wanted to smash it on Goodall. Steve, who had been following Zhang Chengtian, also had to stop: "Colonel Reinhardt, should we also use interrogation to force him to confess information?" β
Zhang Chengtian smiled evilly: "No need, he won't say it if you ask." Rather than fulfill him, he would rather die than obey, and the righteousness will not answer our hero complex. It's better to beat up first and then ask, it's a big deal to go to his subordinates and ask. β
Goodall, who had already made Zhang Chengtian nervous, listened to the two bastard-style conversations on the sidelines. When Steve stopped Zhang Chengtian and gave him a chance to confess, he completely collapsed, and confessed to his superior, the German general, Ludendorff.
Now it's Zhang Chengtian's turn to be embarrassed. Didn't he just change the courtyard, dig up his wall, and say a few bad words behind his back. This Ludendorff is too cautious and wants his own life. When he thought of the dangerous future, Zhang Chengtian felt afraid. There was a Goodall this time, but what about next time? Will there be Gude's father, Gude's mother, and Uncle Goode... Forget it, let's leave for the USSR as soon as possible to hide. If you can't afford to provoke, you can always hide!
After giving Steve an account of the criteria for the composition of the SS according to the criteria for the selection of the Gestapo by Ross. Zhang Chengtian took Steve back to his office, and was called to the office with the direct head of the Gestapo, Rose.
In the office, Zhang asked Ross and Steve, two former Wehrmacht soldiers, to take a look at each other and familiarize themselves with each other's missions. Immediately, Zhang Chengtian, who took out a list, lowered his voice and said to his two like-minded cronies: "This is the list of grassroots officers to be abolished in the former Wehrmacht drawn up, and you can choose from among them the backbone of the secret forces you will organize for Germany in the future." My former assistant will assist you in the selection process. β
The thoughtful Rose asked with some concern: "Colonel Reinhardt, if during your time abroad, our formation work is discovered by your superior, General Sickert, or other high-ranking departments. What to do? β
After hearing Ross's worries, Zhang Chengtian put on a posture of being a master of the world and said with a smile: "Teacher Sickert knows about our formation of a high-level reserve. In order to take over my job in the Soviet Union, I also sent a recommendation report from you to take over my job. β
Reserve? Do you also know about forming a secret police? You must have never told your teacher about the cult of personality. The strict Rose smiled bitterly.
Seeing that Rose's worries had not been eliminated, Zhang Chengtian patted Rose's shoulder comfortingly: "Trust my judgment, everything we do is feasible as I calculated." Even if we don't, someone else will do it, and it will work. β
Thinking of Zhang Chengtian's perverted prediction ability, Ross was also much more relieved. After all, from Operation Rainbow to the Karp riot, Zhang Chengtian's judgment before was not bad at all!
Compared to the discussion on Zhang's side, the discussion in another place seems too dull.
A small estate placed by Ludendorff on the outskirts of Berlin is gathering almost all the cadres of his faction at this moment. Although it was late at night, cars were still parked in front of the manor. Ironically, many of these Ludendorff factions use cars made by Mercedes-Benz, that is, the newly established subsidiary of Zhang Chengtian's Rheinland Company.
In the hall of the main building of the manor, dozens of elderly people were sitting near the floor-to-ceiling windows. If anyone had gone to take a look at it at this time, he would have been intimidated by this formationβthe old generals of the old army had gathered in large numbers in this small manor, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling windows. However, the thoughts of these old generals no longer seem to be here, and their eyes will drift out of the window from time to time.
Waiters pass by again and again with wine, but almost no one bothers to quench their thirst with a glass of sweet wine. Even if their hearts are already thirsty!
The anxiety of the visitors, Ludendorff saw it in his eyes. Ludendorff knew what everyone was waiting for, and he himself was waiting, waiting for the news that Goodale had killed Zhang Chengtian!
However, now it seems that Goodall, who has never missed, is more likely to be more than lucky. At the beginning, when he heard the news that Reinhardt was traveling alone, he believed that Goodale could take down this prey that was not strong in resistance. But the result seems to be a bit unsatisfactory. Ludendorff thought to himself that if Goodel had been allowed to bring some more people over at that time, the situation would have been much better. It's a pity that there are no ifs! If the news of Goodall's failure comes, his current interest group will even have a big mess.
Can't wait any longer! Ludendorff resolutely walked to the center of the hall: "Old comrades-in-arms," Ludendorff, who was forced to calm down, tried to attract the attention of the old army generals by the window, "Now it seems that we can't wait for news tonight." Then you don't have to waste time again, go back and prepare for tomorrow. β
A very anxious veteran, who had been waiting for a long time, vented his dissatisfaction with Ludendorff: "What are you going to prepare? After today's miss, will we still have a chance to kill that kid who has been prepared? In other words, our Admiral Ludendorff wants everyone to go back and prepare for the next revenge! β
glared at this old comrade-in-arms who jumped out and went against him. Ludendorff's brow furrowed at an invisible rate. In the past, this former subordinate would never have had the courage to contradict himself. However, this also shows everyone's disappointment with the situation. After quickly regaining his apparently calm expression, Ludendorff raised his voice and shouted, "This is just a small defeat, it is impossible to shake our foundations, we still have a chance." I know what everyone is worried about, it's nothing more than fear of Reinhardt's teacher, the powerful Sickert! But don't forget, they don't even have half the seniority compared to me. Except for Hindenburg, no one in Germany is qualified to do anything to me. β
Seeing that Ludendorff was involved in Hindenburg's head, the cronies on the side immediately gave Ludendorff a look, suggesting that he should not be involved too much in the figure known as the "German Marshal of the Protectorate". Ludendorff, who reacted, quietly pulled the topic back: "Tomorrow, I will meet with Sickert on behalf of you and ask him to remove Reinhardt." If he doesn't want to be the enemy of the entire Old Army, I think he'll consider my request. β
Several middle-aged people who were sitting in the corner, in fact, belonged to the Hindenburg faction, looked at each other and smiled. Sickett would be afraid of your colors? Joke! There were only a few of the generals left in the old army who really had a say, and a few of them were not under the orders of the great Field Marshal Hindenburg. As long as Field Marshal Hindenburg does not speak, your Ludendorff's request will not carry much weight with Sickert.
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