For Li Le, this is a major matter related to the life and death of the Third Reich. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Leaving your life in Romania is not a reassuring option by any means.

In comparison, in the hands of Italy, which has a higher combat effectiveness, there can be at least a little bit of defense.

Ribbentrop really put his mind at ease at this time. If the Führer is willing to pay a price in exchange for the right to extract oil in Syria, it will obviously be much easier than assassinating Mussolini.

"It's not easy, Mr. Ribbentroppe." Li Le could see that the other party was relieved, and could only tell him his thoughts.

"We have to cut costs and stop people from interfering with this oil life route." Li Le opened his mouth to talk about his worries: "This means that you can't let Mussolini and his staff really realize how important Syrian oil is!" ”

How important can it be? Ribbentrop almost asked rhetorically.

He knew that the Führer wanted a big oil field, but Syria simply did not have any existing oil fields.

Even in this land, there is not even a drop of oil.

It took more than a decade for Italian oil prospecting experts to find no clues about Syria's oil fields.

Everyone thinks that Syria is a barren land that does not produce oil.

This is not a unique example, as the vast Chinese land of nearly 10 million square kilometers is home to just a handful of oil fields.

In more than 200 countries and regions in the world, there are at least 150 countries and regions that do not produce oil.

In this environment, the Americans are still selling oil to make money and make a fortune, the wealth of the Middle East is still buried in the ground and no one cares about it, and the Soviets are still complacent about Baku......

The whole of Europe, or many other countries, including Germany and Italy, are struggling to survive by importing Romanian oil fields.

If a large oil field comparable to Baku is discovered in Syria, then the days of the entire Axis powers, or the two Axis powers of Germany and Italy, will immediately climb from hell to heaven.

It's a pity that in the original time and space, without Li Le, when Yuan Xiansheng committed suicide in a Berlin bunker, he didn't expect that right under their noses, there was a life-sustaining elixir in Syria.

"My Führer, however, there are no oil fields in Syria......" Ribbentrop smiled bitterly when he heard what Li Le said.

His worries are actually quite reasonable: Big brother, are you really sure that there is oil there?

"Ribbentrope, let Mussolini make a list, whatever he wants, I will give it all I can." As if he hadn't heard the other party's words, Li Le opened his mouth to say his request.

Finally, he stopped with a smile on his face and said to Ribbentrop: "I have a piece of information that shows that there are oil fields in Syria, and they are very large!" If you don't understand, you can ask Bowman, but don't ask too much, it's top secret. ”

"Bowman?" Looking at the Führer's mysterious expression, Ribbentrop walked out of his office with a frown.

When he saw Bowman, the diplomat, who had been fooled by the fake Führer to the point of being a little dizzy, hurriedly stepped forward to say hello.

"Bowman! I have two bottles of the best French wine and I'm going to give them to you. Knowing that his popularity was not very good, Ribbentrop went straight to the sugar-coated shell.

In the communicative realm, this thing is as powerful as an atomic bomb - and of course, it has about the same number of side effects.

"Say, I'd like to hear it too, the Führer has brought you over in the middle of the night, what's important." Bowman asked him to find two glasses, and there was still a lot of wine in the Chancellery.

Ribbentrop was stunned for a moment, then looked at Bowman suspiciously, not knowing whether he should mention oil or not.

Now it seems that the things that the secretary of the Führer does not know are obviously very secret, and if he asks rashly, will he leak the secrets?

So he hesitated for a moment, weighed the pros and cons, chose what he thought was a safe entry point, and asked: "The Führer told me something very important, but I can't judge whether the intelligence source is accurate or not. ”

He shook his glass with his glass, and without looking at Bauman, whose face had changed greatly, he continued to talk to himself: "I am going to Italy to meet Mussolini...... But I wondered if there was a mistake in the Führer's information. ”

Italy? Mussolini? None of these words irritated Bowman, who, as the Führer's secretary, did not care at all about these things.

What he cares about is a common word - "intelligence"!

That invisible force of the Führer! What shocking information did it send this time?

"Uh...... As for the 'intelligence' side, I can only say that it is true. Naturally, Bowman did not dare to tell Ribbentrop about the intelligence department that Li Le had told him, for this was a matter of trust in the Führer, and he was not to be joked.

However, after considering his tone for a while, he still made his choice: "This matter should be done according to the Führer's wishes." ”

Actually, Bowman didn't know what was going on, but he had his own plans.

After all, this is only a diplomatic incident against Italy, and if something goes wrong, it is very easy to make amends.

If something goes wrong, the blame lies with the Führer himself and Ribbentrop.

And this incident can prove from another angle what kind of "invisible army" the Führer is.

If something really goes wrong, then the Führer is crazy, and naturally there is a series of measures to deal with it.

However, if everything is as expected by the Führer, then the Führer, who controls the super intelligence organization, is naturally true.

Bowman thought of this, shook the glass in his hand as well, and touched it with Ribbentrop, with a warm smile on his face.

Bowman, who had already made up his mind to let Ribbentrop go up to test and play a scene of "I'll do the good guy, send you to death", had already been moved by his wisdom.

After seeing off Ribbentrop, Li Le met Kurt Tanck, the designer of Focke-Wolff Aircraft Company, whom he was very curious about.

The aircraft designer was of medium stature, dressed in a gray suit with a broad forehead with deep and curved forehead lines.

The other party looked flattered, because at this point in time, there were not many people summoned by the Führer.

Obviously, he belongs to the very lucky minority.

The head of state in front of him did not feel the difficulty of 11 o'clock in the middle of the night at all, and he still looked high-spirited.

He smiled and asked Tan Ke to find a place to do it, and he looked like a parent of a student.

In fact, the Führer is usually very amiable when dealing with people with whom he has no conflict of interest.

However, he has a different attitude and appearance towards the generals of the Wehrmacht.

"I need a better aircraft, better than the FW-190 that is being produced." Li Le didn't want to go around in circles, so he said directly as soon as he opened his mouth.

His opening to the point made Tan Ke can't help but be stunned, he didn't expect the Führer to make such a request, because the FW-190 may be said to be the best aircraft in various indicators at the moment.

"To tell me bluntly, my Führer, the various performances of the FW-190, are already very good. If you want to improve it, I can help, but if you want to surpass it in a short period of time, I don't think it's necessary at all. Tan Ke organized the language and said to Li Lequan.

He came here with the expectation that the FW-190 fighter could be mass-produced to 600 units.

Therefore, Tan Ke is worried that if he talks too much about the new fighter that does not yet exist with the Führer, it will affect the procurement of FW-190 fighters.

"There's a copy of the order I drafted on the table for the purchase of the FW-190 fighter jet and its subsequent modifications...... Li Le knew what Tan Ke was thinking, and he pointed to the table in the distance that was large enough to be used as a bed.

"When you go, you can take it with you, to my secretary Bowman, and to-morrow you can take it to Marshal Goering...... Ask them to find a way to help you deal with it. Li Le smiled and drew Tan Ke's gaze back to himself: "1500!" ”

After returning to his company, Tan Ke issued a very slippery order, suggesting that all factory offices should be decorated with swastikas and eagle emblems, and that portraits of the Führer himself should be hung.

Of course, at that time, with the support of the Führer and the favor of Air Marshal Goering, and with a contract for the entire 1,500 fighters and an order to expand the production line exponentially, the factory was of course willing to carry out his "proposal", just like executing the order.

At this moment, Tan Ke was already ecstatic and wanted to kiss Li Le's upper. This marked his success, absolute success as an aircraft designer.

With the beautiful hope of being promoted to an official position and making a fortune, as well as the admiration for the Führer's own support for the development of aviation, Tan Ke is of course willing to discuss the topic of "new aircraft" with the Führer again.

You know, at such a time, a new weapon can be liked by the Führer, which means a large number of orders.

The way to make the Führer like it is also very simple: if you listen to what the Führer wants, won't he like it when you make it?

So for an aircraft designer, it is an honor and advantage in itself to be able to discuss the direction of future aircraft development with the Führer in advance.

After all, in front of the Focke-Wolff company, there was a real fighter industry boss of the Third Reich -- Messersmit.

"Now, do we have time to talk about the new aircraft?" Li Le looked at Tan Ke, who was probably too excited to sleep, and asked.

"Of course! My Führer! Tan Ke quickly nodded in agreement.

He's not a fool, he just got an order for 1,500 planes, let alone chatting with him, or having fun with him, and he's willing to accompany him, isn't he?