"I think he already recognizes you." Tysenhofen turned his head and looked helplessly at the Imperial Head of State in the back seat.

"No way, my makeup is flawless." The Führer is still hard-mouthed.

"Didn't you see the look on the driver's face at that time, you frightened him, my Führer." Wehrle looked back at the rear window, where the car was still parked at the intersection.

"He's saluting you, he's saluting, and he does recognize you." Tysenhofen looked in the rearview mirror, and the father was excitedly leaning out of the window and raising his arm in the direction of the car.

"Well, accelerate, Geisler, accelerate." The Führer rolled up the window and at the same time gave the order to the driver.

"Yes, my Führer." Geisler replied respectfully, and hung up the third gear.

The traffic rules of the forties were rather rough compared to later generations, especially in Europe just after the war, and the situation was unimaginable for later generations. Take the United Kingdom as an example, in this almost a year, no British person has obtained a full driver's license, because driving school teachers and examiners have been recruited by the army, and the result is that more than eighty percent of the new drivers who drive on the streets of Britain have a temporary driver's license, and the remaining two percent do not even have this paper.

There weren't as many safety regulations as later generations, and most cars didn't have safety belts, even those luxury sports cars. There are almost no penalties for drunk driving, and because of the war, many drivers have enjoyed what is in the cup, and some people are even accustomed to having a drink before driving on the road.

The situation in Germany was slightly better than in Britain, where car drivers had to register with the government and then join organizations such as regional transport associations, or at least membership in a car club, in a way that the Nazis controlled all walks of life in German society.

Xu Jun has realized the problems caused by drunk driving, because this is quite common in the German army, there are alcohol supplies in the army's logistics directory, and soldiers are not prohibited from drinking alcohol during rest, as long as they don't drink too much and delay official business, usually no officer will pay attention to this kind of thing, because the officers themselves often like to get together for a drink or two during the break.

To tell the truth, the Germans are second only to the Russians in their obsession with alcohol among European countries, and they used to see drunken German officers and soldiers in the nearby taverns on their barracks holidays.

The number of German casualties due to traffic accidents is conventionally included in the non-combat casualty figures, and the number of those who retired from the army due to wounded and disabled is quite staggering. A well-trained elite infantryman, who did not die heroically on the battlefield, but died under the wheel of a certain drunk driver, this kind of loss is really regrettable and frustrating.

Xu Jun had already issued a ban on driving alcohol by the German army, and anyone who drove a motor vehicle was forbidden to drink any alcoholic beverages before performing his mission, unless he had obtained the consent of a superior officer before drinking. The latter one is based on the fact that some working environments require drivers to drink a small amount of alcohol, such as a cold winter night on the Eastern Front, and alcohol can make drivers feel better. Although it has been scientifically proven that alcohol can cause a faster loss of body temperature, drinking spirits in a cold and snowy environment can help the body speed up blood circulation and reduce the possibility of frostbite at the ends of the limbs.

The topic is far away, and now let's look at the Führer's line. The city center of Berlin was designed as an administrative center, with a large number of neoclassical and Renaissance buildings filled with gray granite walls, Roman and Greek columns, elaborate stone carvings and bronze statues, and bronze vaults with a layer of emerald green rust. With Brandenburg as the core, the central district of Berlin can be described as beautiful and majestic, fully reflecting the majesty and prosperity of an empire.

To the east along Unter den Linden, you will find the famous Berlin Armory and Humboldt University, and further east will be the River Spree, which runs through the city of Berlin, in the middle of which is the famous Isle of Spree, also known as Museum Island. From King Frederick of Prussia. Wilhelm II established Germany's first public museum on the island, and over the course of 100 years, the German government set up five museums on the island.

Historically, this island in the middle of the river was heavily bombed by the Allied forces, 70% of the buildings were destroyed, and many precious cultural relics and exhibits were destroyed in the war.

Xu Jun actually wanted to visit Museum Island, he was quite interested in the collection of ancient Roman and Byzantine antiquities there, but every time he thought about it, he was not free, and when he had free time, he was delayed by other things, and as a result, he stayed in Berlin for so long, but he never had the opportunity to get what he wanted. This time, however, Werler arranged to go to Hindenburgstrasse, in the opposite direction to Museum Island, and it was clear that this time the Führer had missed the opportunity to visit the museum.

Hindenburg Strasse is located in the southwest corner of Tyre Park, connecting Budapest Strasse and near the famous Berlin Zoo. This was the most famous pedestrian shopping street in Berlin at the time, with a set of pedestrian paths in the center of the road, which was flanked by tram tracks, then motorized lanes, and then sidewalks along the street.

Underneath Hindenburgstrasse is the Berlin Underground line, with an entrance to the metro station at each end of the street, and a long parking lot next to the metro station, on which the parking spaces are divided by white lines. The Führer and the escort's cars were parked in two of the spaces, where parking was chargeable, and a manager in a stormtrooper's brown uniform and a red cap strolled over with a registration form in his hand. Immediately he saw five "Gestapo" in fur coats get out of one of the cars, and the administrator immediately made a sharp stop and then turned around and walked back without hesitation, obviously these Gestapo were on official duty, and it was purely self-inflicted trouble to ask them for money.

"I haven't been here in a while, and it doesn't look like it's changed at all." Tysenhofen opened the car door for Xu Jun.

"You and Wolf stay and watch the car." Dogan walked over and said to Geisler in the driver's seat.

"Understood." Geisler nodded and promised that someone must stay behind to guard the vehicle and prevent outsiders from tampering, which is the duty of the exclusive driver, and Geisler has no complaints.

"It's really lively, Werle, let's go to the zoo later, it's not too far from here." Xu Jun was a little excited, in the past he had only passed by here in a special car, but this was the first time he was actually on the ground.

"We're not going to the zoo, mein herr." Before leaving, they had already discussed, and everyone called Xu Jun Mr. outside as usual, and Xu Jun only needed to call others by his name.

"Huh? Aren't we going? "The Führer was somewhat disappointed.

"Have you forgotten that we're here for dinner?" Tysenhofen reminded from the side.

"Ahh yes, Weierle, where the hell are we going to eat? The Führer was refreshed, and his stomach was indeed a little hungry, and he remembered that he had made a bet with Werler for five hundred marks.

"A little further ahead, sir." Weirle said, pointing to the side of the street.

"So what are you waiting for, let's go, gentlemen." Xu Jun took half a cigar in his mouth and walked along the walking path under the guidance of Weierle. As the chief of staff said, the destination was indeed not far away, and it took about two minutes to walk.

"This... I knew you were premeditated, I knew you were premeditated. Xu Jun looked up at the signboard of the restaurant, and the red plaque had three large Chinese characters on the Defu Building, shining golden in the sun.

"Just wanted to surprise you, sir." Wehrle replied with a smile.

"Apparently you did, Mr. Weirle." Xu Jun also laughed, and he turned his head to look at Daogen.

"You're also an insider." Without waiting for the colonel's answer, the Führer stretched out his hand and pushed open the door of the restaurant.

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