As mentioned earlier, Hindenburgstrasse is located in the heart of Berlin and is patrolled by police throughout the day. However, for such a gathering of thousands of people, just four patrol officers really can't afford much of a thing.

There are many types of police in Germany, with different powers and division of labor, and ordinary security patrols like this one are at the bottom of the entire food chain.

When the four officers heard that the Führer had been attacked here, they were almost frightened, but they finally remembered their mission, and hurried to a nearby store to call their superiors to call the police.

The response of the Tyre district police station can be described as quite swift, and less than ten minutes after receiving the call, the first wheeled armored vehicles carrying riot police (German garrison police) arrived at the scene of the incident.

The garrison police are paramilitary units under the security police, which are managed and trained in full accordance with the military model in peacetime, and they do not commute to work like ordinary police officers, or live in their own homes, but live collectively in independent barracks, living an almost closed barracks life.

They were the forerunners of the future German Border Police Brigade and Special Anti-Riot Police, and their task was to deal with all kinds of civil emergencies and suppress mass riots and riots in urban areas.

These officers are well-trained and equipped with military automatic weapons such as submachine guns and machine guns, as well as wheeled and half-track lightly armoured vehicles. Historically, at the end of the war, most of the police units stationed in the barracks were integrated into the Waffen-SS and took part in the last resistance in the city of Berlin.

However, when these murderous special police officers arrived at the scene, they found that the scene they saw was completely different from what they imagined along the way.

As the patrol reported in the telegram, at least four or five thousand people had gathered on this busy street at this time, and in addition to pedestrians passing by nearby, there were also employees of shops on both sides of the street and nearby companies. Nearby is the most crowded zoo train station in Berlin, and it is expected that there must be a steady stream of people who have heard the news.

According to past practice, the scene should have been chaotic to the extreme, and trying to maintain the order of an assembly of this scale without thousands of police forces in hand is simply a pipe dream.

This was the case in Hitler's time, and some of the veteran police officers still remember how the walls of men they had worked so hard to build were smashed to pieces by the fanatical masses.

But what they saw at this moment completely broke their previous cognition, they had never experienced the situation in front of them, not because of chaos, but because of the orderliness that could be used as a model to show, which made the heavily armed policemen a little confused.

Thousands of German citizens lined up from west to east along the famous central pedestrian path of Hindenburg Strasse, and they spontaneously gave way to the tram lanes and motorways on both sides, and there were stormtroopers in brown uniforms at each intersection to maintain traffic.

The senior police officer who led the team even thought that this was better than the order of the rallies organized by the Nazi Party most of the time, and if the Nazi Party's grassroots organizational capacity was divided into levels, the ones that carried out propaganda rallies on the streets were usually the worst ones.

He deserves to be the head of the empire, an apostle favored by God. Looking at the harmonious scene in front of him, the police officer who led the team couldn't help but sigh from the bottom of his heart. What would have happened if the former Führer Hitler had encountered such an unexpected situation? The officer shook his head vigorously, trying to shake the terrible thought out of his head.

"Our cause is booming, our comrades are increasing rapidly, and the maggots hiding in the dark and damp sewers, let them rot and die there. No one can stop the rise of Germany, because this is the general trend of world development, and it is a completely predictable future. Someday, the great German people will see...", the Führer stood on a table that had been brought out of a nearby shop, and made an impromptu speech to the German people around him.

The impassioned image of the young Führer now overlapped once again with that of the former Führer, except that he looked more handsome and sunny, and in the eyes of the mesmerized German people around him, the young apostle was as much a role model, a hero, a saint, and a leader worthy of the following and allegiance of all Germans.

Sergeant Jaeger's life should have been saved, and twenty volunteers, including the Führer, gave him blood transfusions, and many of the Germans present had served or were serving in the Wehrmacht. Because it has been certified by the military, there will be no problem with blood type.

At this time, I didn't care about the possibility of contracting other diseases, and the first thing I thought about was to save the life of the injured. There are still a lot of risks associated with blood transfusions in these years, as there are many blood-borne diseases in Europe.

No matter how much the Führer insisted on his opinion, even by order, after about two hundred CC of blood was drawn, the two doctors refused to continue anyway.

And the crowd who witnessed this scene at the scene, in addition to their incomparable reverence and emotion, wished that the guy lying on the ground was themselves, and they were fortunate to have the blood of the Führer flowing in their veins.

So the next blood donors, out of reverence for the Führer, did not exceed the Führer's standard, most of them were only about 100 to 200 CC, but the total number was enough to fill a Jaeger.

After a large amount of fresh blood transfusion, Jaeger's condition did not deteriorate further, and although he was still bleeding inside, it was enough to make him to the hospital alive. The four patrolmen finally came in handy at this point, they intercepted a passing ambulance, and under the personal escort of the two doctors, Jaeger was rushed to the nearest army hospital.

But then the Führer found that he would not be able to leave for a while, because the number of people gathered at the scene at that time had obviously exceeded 2,000. And the Führer's deeds have spread among the crowd at an alarming speed, and at this moment countless Germans are rushing here from the surrounding areas.

Xu Jun knew that this was a great opportunity to promote his image, and although he knew in his heart that leaving immediately was the wisest choice, he didn't want to live up to the expectations of so many people, who were just looking at the head of the empire with their own eyes, and in the near future, some of these people might give everything they had for the country, even their lives.

So what reason did he have not to fulfill the little wish of these enthusiastic people, and besides, in front of so many supporters, he did not care about his personal safety at all, and at this time, let alone any assassination, even if he did anything that seemed offensive to himself, he would probably be broken to pieces on the spot by his fanatical supporters.

For a few years, the streets of German cities were covered with violence, partisanship turned from debate to hand-to-hand combat, and the stormtroopers led by Röhm were the most ferocious among them, and these veterans who crawled out of the bloody trenches did not know what the bottom line was.

Just as the Führer was thinking about how to make the most of the opportunity at hand, a group of stormtroopers in winter woolen uniforms suddenly appeared in front of him.

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