"Eric." Xu Jun lowered his head and looked at the cigar in his hand.

"Yes, my Führer." The adjutant placed the papers on his desk in the corner of the room.

"Who came to this room after breakfast today?" Xu Jun put the cigar in the ashtray.

"No one, my Führer." Tysenhofen turned around and looked curiously at the Reich Führer.

"Is there really no one?" Xu Jun frowned.

"You may ask Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, my Führer, who was the only one who was here at that time." Tysenhowen reported.

"Randolph..."Xu Jun raised his right hand to cover his forehead.

"Lieutenant Colonel Randolph, have you been learning to smoke cigars lately?" The Führer asked through gritted teeth.

"It seems that there is such a thing, and Colonel Dougan should know better." Tysenhofen replied respectfully, and then asked with concern: "Is there a problem?" My Führer. ”

"Ahh So what, it's okay, everything is fine. Xu Jun looked casual, raised his hand and dusted the placket of his shirt.

"Are the documents classified?" The Führer slowly walked to the drink table.

"It's sorted by time, my Führer." Tysenhofen replied.

"Is there a report from Norway?" Xu Jun picked up the crystal bottle on the table and poured himself a large glass of Scotch whisky.

"I remember it seems to have one, please wait, my Führer." Tysenhofen turned around and rummaged through the stacks of papers.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Führer quickly poured a sip of wine into his mouth, then raised his head and rinsed his mouth with whiskey.

"Ah, I found it, this is it, my Führer." Tysenhofen cried out with joy.

"Hmm... Grunt. Xu Jun was taken aback, and subconsciously swallowed all the wine in his mouth into his throat, and his face suddenly turned red.

"What's wrong? My Führer? The adjutant asked with concern.

Tysenhofen felt that everyone had become very strange today, could it be because of the water and soil problems in Italy, and he would not become like this, and the young lieutenant began to take care of his own discipline.

"It's okay, report it to me." Xu Jun shook his head vigorously and casually put the remaining half glass of whiskey on the table.

"The test site in Norway has been built and the first equipment has arrived in Jacktwick." Tysenhofen handed the document to Xu Jun.

"The head of the test site has asked for more food and fuel rations, and the weather department predicts that temperatures there will drop to minus 10 degrees Celsius next week." The adjutant reported.

"The preparation work was well carried out and the staff there should be rewarded." Xu Jun walked to the desk with the papers.

"Forward to the High Command Equipment Office." Xu Jun signed his name at the bottom of the document.

"And this one, the Henschel telegraph, that they may not be able to produce the scheduled quantities before the contract date arrives at the end of December, and unless they get more skilled workers, they will have to slow down the construction of the new line."

"What do they want to do? I've emphasized it a long time ago! The completion date of the engine production line is rigorously calculated and must not be delayed by a single day. Now there is a shortage of skilled mechanics in the whole of Germany, what can I do, I am not a magician! Xu Jun angrily threw the pen on the table.

"Refer it to Martin Borman and let him deal with it." The Führer relented, then picked up the poor pen and gave instructions under the paper.

"If it turns out that the cause of the delay was due to some negligence, then the case will be handed over to Himmler." Xu Jun closed the folder and threw it aside.

"I want a pot of strong tea, you know, old habits, Eric." Xu Jun opened the next document.

"Please wait, my Führer." Tysenhofen bowed slightly and retired.

"Regional leaders? Leave it to Himmler to deal with. The Führer danced with his pen.

"What is this? A list of those who have requested a pardon? All of them are from the General Security Bureau? Xu Jun pondered for a while with a pen in his mouth, and finally signed the name.

"What is this? Bills for the renovation works of the villa in Berchtesgaden! Why did you send it to me? Ah, remembered. Xu Jun almost forgot that there was still this matter.

After Hitler's death, the title deeds and house deeds of the Eagle's Nest were all in Xu Jun's hands, but he didn't like the kind of decoration full of Bavarian rural atmosphere, he preferred the gorgeous and exquisite Rococo style, so the Eagle's Nest, which had just been completed less than two years ago, once again ushered in a large engineering team.

"The full amount of money from my personal account was allocated to the construction party to send... A few... Photo... Come here. Xu Jun's reply to Martin Balman was written in beautiful floral characters.

The door to the living room opened quietly, and Tysenhofen walked in with a food delivery cart.

"You want tea, and some snacks freshly made in the kitchen." The adjutant placed the tea and food on the small round table in front of the window.

"Thanks, Eric, wait until I'm done with this document." Xu Jun signed a pledge under an officer promotion report.

"I'll deal with the rest when General Weirle returns, I've seen them all." Xu Jun stretched and stood up from behind his desk.

There was a knock on the door of the reception room, and Tysenhofen walked briskly to open the door, and found Colonel Dougan standing outside.

"My Führer, I heard you were looking for me." Dogen walked into the room, took off his military hat and tucked it under his armpit, and nodded at Xu Jun with the heel of his boot.

"Yes, Dogen, come here." Xu Jun beckoned to Daogen.

"I looked at the schedule of activities tonight, and the dance party after the dinner may be postponed by half an hour, and the number of security personnel and patrol routes also need to be temporarily adjusted." Xu Jun sat down at the round table and took the teacup handed by Tysenhofen.

"No problem, my Führer, just tell me what adjustments to make, and I'll lay them out right away." Dogan replied with a nod.

"There's no need to rush so much, Dogen, there's still a lot of time. Sit down and enjoy afternoon tea with me. Xu Jun took a sip of strong tea.

"Thank you, my Führer." Dogen sat down.

"Eric, you're with you." The Führer knocked on the table.

"Yes, my Führer." Tysenhofen dragged a chair and sat down beside Xu Jun.

"Have you been to Rome before? Eric. The Führer put down his teacup.

"I once came with my family during the summer vacation in middle school, but the time was too tight to explore the city in detail." Tysenhofen first made a cup of tea for Dogen, and then brought himself a clean teacup.

"There are quite a few monuments worth seeing, and I suggest you get a Roman gendarme as your guide." Dogen took a sip from his teacup, then frowned bitterly.

"What is this?" Dogan looked at the yellow-green tea in the teacup.

"Triple the tea leaves, Colonel." Tysenhoven replied as he scooped sugar into his cup.

"Why drink this." Dougan stared at the sugar jar in Tysenhowen's hand.

"The Führer likes to drink this for a pick-me-up." Tysenhofen handed the candy jar to Dogen, took a sip of the teacup, and then gently lowered the teacup.

"Swallow, Eric." Xu Jun looked at his adjutant coldly.

Seeing Tysenhofen's bitter little face, the Führer's mood suddenly improved.

Daogen on the side swallowed a mouthful of saliva and quietly put down the sugar jar in his hand.

"You can't add sugar to drinking strong tea, Daogen, that's what I need for this original taste." Xu Jun picked up the teapot and filled himself with another cup.

"If it's the first time you drink this, you will definitely not get used to it, and eating a piece of dim sum can make you feel better." The Führer smiled and pushed the snack plate over.

"Thank you, my Führer." Dougan picked up a pretzel.

"How's the preparations for tomorrow's ceremony?" Xu Jun asked Daogen and handed the dim sum plate to Tysenhofen.

"It's all arranged, and the Vatican is very grateful, and they will welcome you with the highest level of etiquette." Dogan said with a biscuit.

"Like welcoming a saint?" Xu Jun laughed.

"It is an honor for the Holy See, my Führer." Tysenhoven set the snack plate aside.

"So how is the memorial ceremony set up?" The head of the empire solemnly raised his teacup.

"I just spoke to Randolph on the phone, the venue has been set up, and from this evening until tomorrow's ceremony, the area will be under total martial law, the Italian gendarmerie and the German army will block all roads in the vicinity, and no one who has not declared it will be allowed to enter the area, and those who force their way will be killed on the spot." Dougan replied earnestly.

"Good, so I'm relieved." Xu Jun lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Speaking of which, Dogen... You know... Did Randolph start smoking cigars? The Führer asked leisurely as he wiped his fingers from the mouth of his cup.

"God, you found out too? This really baffles me a bit, my Führer, you know Lieutenant Colonel Randolph who... I've always admired you, and I've found that sometimes he learns to imitate..."

"Please don't say it, I understand." Xu Jun raised his hand to stop Daogen from continuing, this topic is indeed a little embarrassing.

"Please tell Randolph that I have no problem with his new hobby, but I just hope that he will not forget to take away the unsmoked cigars in the future." Xu Jun said sincerely.

"I'll tell him, my Führer, if Randolph has screwed up something again?" Dogan lowered his face and asked solemnly.

"Don't be so nervous, Colonel, you just have to tell him for me." The Führer picked up his teacup and blocked the smile that rolled into his mouth.

"I think you've been overindulgent with Randolph sometimes, my Führer, I know this fool better than you do, and I can't let my grip on him loose at any time, or he'll get you in a big deal of trouble if he's not careful." Dougan frowned and complained.

Convinced that Randolph was doomed, the Führer happily picked up the teapot and filled it for Dogan himself.

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