"I need a more detailed report from the Eye of Odin now, Wierle. "Xu Jun walked into the reception room of the king's suite, handed the marshal's staff to Tysenhofen behind him, and took off the military hat on his head.

"Yes, my Führer, please give me an hour." Weerle bowed and turned to the desk in the corner of the room.

"What time is it in Shanghai?" The Reich Führer unbuttoned his uniform.

"Eight thirty-seven p.m., my Führer." Ribbentrop replied, looking at his watch.

"Have you contacted Hiroshi Oshima?" Xu Jun's face sank like water, and he asked coldly.

"Not yet, my Führer, do you need me to summon him at once?" The Deputy Foreign Minister bowed his head slightly.

"No, not yet, you can go to the reception room on the first floor now and invite the British envoy over." Xu Jun took off the marshal's dress, took the hot towel handed by the adjutant, and wiped his face vigorously.

"Lord Attlee?"

"Yes, at the same time, send someone to contact and ask Prime Minister Reival to come over as well." Xu Jun unbuttoned his neckline and wiped the back of his neck, then handed the towel back to Tysenhofen.

"Understood, my Führer." The Deputy Foreign Minister nodded respectfully, turned around and exited the reception room.

"Second Lieutenant Wiener, now take note of the order. Top secret, to the German Navy Command, a serious diplomatic incident in Shanghai, the situation in the Far East could change dramatically, ordered the German Far East Fleet to enter the first level of combat readiness. Ocean-going submarines were immediately dispatched to monitor the activities of the Japanese naval fleet stationed on Hainan Island and Taiwan. If you discover any unusual troop movement on the other side, you must report it to me immediately. Signed, Führer of the Greater German Reich, Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler, November 13, 1940... 1:40 p.m. The Führer paced up and down the room with his hands behind his back, dictating his orders to the corresponding secretary standing beside him.

"Have you written it all down?" Xu Jun stopped and looked at the army captain who was holding a record book.

"Noted down, my Führer." Charlotte. Second Lieutenant Wiener replied loudly as he straightened his back.

The new secretary of the Führer's communications office was only nineteen years old, with large ice-blue eyes and hazel hair in a bun at the back of his head.

Without the uniform, the second lieutenant would look like a well-behaved girl next door, but once she put on the uniform, she was immediately full of majesty and became the Valkyrie of Valhalla.

"Now record an order, top secret, to the Chief of the General Staff of the High Command, William Murphy. Marshal Keitel, the time is ripe to immediately activate the [Fluffy Bear Project]. The Führer of the Greater German Reich, Reinhardt. Feng. Stadler, 1.41 p.m., November 13, 1940, Rome. Xu Jun rebuttoned the collar of his shirt, and the adjutant stepped forward to help him straighten the knight's medal.

"The third order, addressed to the Central Office of the General Staff of the Army...", the Führer walked over to the drink table by the wall and poured himself a glass of water.

"My Führer." Ribbentrop stood in the doorway and knocked lightly on the open door.

"Lord Attlee has arrived."

"That's it for now, Second Lieutenant Wiener, send out the first two orders at once." Xu Jun waved his hand at the second lieutenant.

"Yes, yes, my Führer." The girl officer gave Xu Jun a standard military salute.

"Ribbentrop, please come in." Xu Jun picked up the water glass, raised his head and drank it all.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency." Attlee walked into the reception room and gave a hat salute to the German Führer.

"Good afternoon, Your Excellency, what would you like to drink?" There are whiskeys, brandies, gins... What is it? Oh, and it's Spanish ouzo. The Führer fiddled with the crystal bottle on the table.

"Thank you, Your Excellency, I have drunk enough at the banquet just now, and now I just want a glass of water." Attlee stood beside the couch and replied politely.

"Look at me, I forgot to sit down, please take a seat, Lord Attlee." Xu Jun poured Attlee a glass of water and personally delivered it to the British envoy.

"Thank you very much, Your Excellency." Attlee looked flattered, and bowed to Xu Jun in a panic to thank him.

"You're welcome, Lord Attlee." Xu Jun sat down on the single sofa and stretched out his hand to the side.

"Eric, give me that telegram." The Führer commanded.

"Originally, I wanted to discuss the problems in the Middle East with you, but just now I suddenly received a report that a worrying incident has occurred in Shanghai, China." Xu Jun put the telegram on the coffee table in front of him.

"Is it about the assassination of Marshal Brumberg? I have just learned of the news that this sensational and vicious case has taken place in the concession of the British Empire, and I myself am extremely indignant at this despicable act, and deeply regret the assassination of the marshal, and I will ask the Imperial Government to order the Consulate General in Shanghai to go all out to solve this case and to arrest and bring the murderer to justice as soon as possible. "It is worthy of being a lawyer and a professor, and I have worked hard in the British House of Commons for more than ten years, and a string of official rhetoric is simply coming with my mouth open.

"No, it's not about that, God, it looks like you haven't received the latest news yet." The Reich Führer's face was full of surprise.

"Could it be that there is something unexpected going on there? Your Excellency the Führer. Attlee's eyes widened in a deliberately exaggerated way, hiding the embarrassment in his heart.

"Just a few hours earlier, an armed Japanese army unit had invaded the Public Concession and engaged in an exchange of fire with the Concession's guards. Didn't anyone inform you about this? Xu Jun picked up the telegram.

"What? How could this happen? God, this is tantamount to a challenge to the British Empire, and the Japanese cabinet is all crazy? Attlee was shocked, and could see that this was not a show, and the former Minister of the Seals of the British Empire, and the current Minister of Care, was indeed taken aback by the news.

"I also don't understand that there should be something we don't know yet, and I have ordered my subordinates to investigate, and I believe that a detailed report will be available soon." Xu Jun shook the telegram in his hand and put it back on the coffee table.

"Damn it, maybe there was an accident in the communications, the news was delayed on the way, this is something that happens from time to time, there have always been problems with the work of the Imperial Foreign Office." Attlee shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression.

"Can you show me this telegram? Your Excellency the Führer. The British looked at the Reich Führer with pleading eyes, and he was now anxious to know how much the Germans had learned about the incident.

"I'm sorry, I can't show you this because it involves confidential communications, but I can ask the secretary to transcribe a copy to you." Xu Jun handed the telegram to Tysenhowen.

"Can you tell me what you know so far?" Attlee asked respectfully.

"Of course, I only know some general information from the telegram, so let's start with the incident..."The German Führer began to tell Attlee about what happened in Shanghai.

ps: I felt a little uncomfortable today, and the number of words was a little less, sorry.

Strive for a bigger chapter tomorrow, thank you for your monthly pass and tips. (To be continued.) )