As a dictator, Xu Jun has supreme power in this country, but even he cannot change the strategic deployment that has been negotiated at will based on his personal likes and dislikes.

I don't know how many people from the high command have been involved in formulating and deploying the Far East strategy, and each stage has been repeatedly calculated, and for this reason they have not hesitated to use valuable diplomatic resources, and even some people have died in the wild rainforest canyons of Asia in order to grasp first-hand information.

In order to accomplish this complex strategic plan, Xu Jun could not meddle in China's domestic affairs, he needed the cooperation of the Chongqing government in all aspects, and at the same time needed to confuse the Japanese side, and more importantly, he did not want to disturb the great nirvana of the country and the nation.

The phoenix burned away all the filth, and then clothed itself with a brilliant new feather, and was reborn in the flames. This is the process that this country that has been traumatized for a century must go through, and if it does not suffer these humiliations and sufferings, and is not forced to the last moment, the Chinese people who have endured humiliation and burden will not wake up, and the Chinese nation will not be able to truly stand in front of the world with its head held high. If you don't believe it, look at the puppet states in history, and the so-called "democratic models" in Asia, there is not a single iron bone forged by fire, and no amount of gorgeous coats can cover the collar around the neck.

Xu Jun remembered the incident early next year, but he couldn't do anything, or he couldn't do anything. Xu Jun can rely on Germany's current strength to exert pressure on Chongqing to prevent this stupid internal friction from happening, but with the stubborn character of the chairman, even if he is forced to temporarily retreat under pressure, he will definitely have a grudge against Germany in his heart, and he will definitely consider choosing other foreign aid, perhaps... It should be said that he will accept the opinions of the Song family and fully turn to the United States, which is favored by the Song family.

Although Xu Jun can redeem a historical tragedy, from the perspective of overall strategy, this is completely worth the loss, and he will lose the trust of Chiang Zhongzheng and the Chongqing government, and the cooperation between the two sides will no longer be as smooth and harmonious as it is now, and Germany is very likely to lose the most important strategic and tactical foothold in Asia, and force Germany to greatly adjust the original deployment plan, even if it is still in time, but the price paid will increase exponentially. In addition, Germany needs to absorb important labor and strategic resources from China, so it is obviously not a wise decision to meddle in China's internal affairs at this point in time.

"Anyway, time will tell if I made the right decision today." Xu Jun could only secretly cheer himself up in his heart.

Xu Jun turned his attention to another thing that surprised him, that is, the author of this report turned out to be Klaus. Feng. Count Stauffenberg. Xu Jun couldn't guess where this Earl's Excellency got this kind of confidential information anyway.

As mentioned earlier, the Chongqing government's secrecy work is as bad as a colander, and it is full of spies from all walks of life inside and outside the national capital.

But Xu Jun remembered that Stauffenberg went to Shanghai to investigate the assassination, he was not in Chongqing at all, and he only had a guard squad with him, no matter how he thought about it, he would not be able to get the secret telegram from Chongqing. The Reich Führer touched his nose and began to think, and things seemed to suddenly become interesting.

"My Führer, do you need to summon General Weierle?" Tysenhofen asked.

"Forget it, that's it for now, if there's any further report, Eric, remember to get it into my hands immediately, whatever I'm doing at the time." Xu Jun waved his hand and signed the report for filing.

"Eric, I just heard Himmler say that you went to his house yesterday and finished eating?" Xu Jun dragged the stack of documents sent by Tysenhofen and placed them on his left hand.

"Yes, my Führer, Madame Margaret, personally cooked, and made the Munich pepper sausage that I like to eat." Tysenhofen replied with a smile.

"How's it taste, that pepper sausage." Xu Jun looked down at the documents.

"It's delicious, you should really try it yourself." Tysenhofen helped tidy up the file shelves around the table.

"Well, Himmler?" Xu Jun signed at the bottom of the document and drew a monogram on the middle seam.

"His Excellency Himmler has always wanted to invite you to his house again, but he was worried that you were busy with affairs, so he did not mention it to you." Tysenhofen put the processed documents on the secretariat's trolley.

"Well, I'll take the time to visit him, I really haven't seen little Gudron for a while, how is she now, is she prettier than before?" Xu Jun used an absorbent pad to blot up the excess ink and close the diplomatic document.

Goodronn. Himmler (some translate as Gu Juan or Gu Deren, but the English and German pronunciations are different, and the German pronunciation is closer to Gu Delongen. Born on August 8, 1929, at the age of eleven, Himmler was a lovely and lively little girl.

In the Germanic epic Ring of the Nibelungen, Princess Klimhilt, the wife of the dragon-slaying hero Siegfried, is nicknamed Gudronne, and the name shows how much hope Himmler had for this daughter.

Gudrunn grew up under Himmler's pampering, and in her eyes Himmler was a moderate and upright Nazi, a qualified father, who spent her life defending her father's crimes and being called the Nazi princess by the neo-Nazis of later generations because of her special status. In fact, the real old Nazi remnants did not treat her very well, compared to the old guys she was just a pampered bird, and Himmler's performance in the last moments was too disappointing for the old Nazis, this "loyal Heinrich" actually betrayed the Führer and the Nazi Party, intending to surrender to the United States with the bargaining chips in his hand.

But at this time, Gudronn is just a carefree little girl, although she is not particularly beautiful, but age hides all the flaws, and this Nazi Lori is growing up happily under everyone's care.

"Little Gudronn is very well-behaved, and more beautiful than before." Tysenhofen replied with a smile.

"Before I go, remember to remind me to bring her a present." Xu Jun put the pen on the stationery shelf, reached out and rubbed his somewhat sore neck.

"Tomorrow you have a holiday, which house are you going to be a guest this time? Eric, if you have a crush on a young lady, remember to let me know in time. Xu Jun raised his head and teased the adjutant.

Tysenhofen is now often invited by the Nazi high-ranking officials to attend family dinners whenever he has free time, this life adjutant is now a sought-after commodity, young and single and deeply trusted by the Führer, although his appearance is not as dazzling as His Excellency the Führer, but it can be regarded as handsome, how could the Nazi officials let go of such a golden beetle son-in-law, take him home twice in three days, and vigorously introduce him to the marriageable women of the family.

"Yes, my Führer, if there is an object of admiration, I will report it to you as soon as possible." The adjutant had long been accustomed to the Führer's short-circuiting situation from time to time, and he replied with a nod of humility or arrogance.

"Oh." The parties did not cooperate, and the head of state also felt a little embarrassed, Xu Jun scratched his nose and decided to be more diligent and read a few more documents before the dinner.

"Do you need me to inform Minister Himmler?" After Tysenhofen finished sorting out the pile of documents, he straightened up and asked Xu Jun.

"What did you say?"

"You're going to his house as a guest."

"Oh, no, I'll tell him personally, the exact time hasn't been determined yet. If you look at my schedule these days, I have more free days. Xu Jun flipped through a document.

"You didn't arrange it the night after tomorrow, my Führer." Tysenhowen reported.

"Then it's tentatively set for that day, you go to Daogen to arrange it first." The Führer waved his hand and signaled that the adjutant could leave.

"All right, my Führer, I'll come back to you at seven forty o'clock." Tysenhofen saluted Xu Jun with a raised arm, then pushed a trolley full of documents and walked towards the side door of the office.

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