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Chapter 140: The Spring Rain's Sorrowful John? Heinrich? Feng? Stouff

Outside the window, it was still drizzling, with the sound of dripping rain, and a good show between human men and women was being staged

Some people are happy and some are worried, just when Situ Nan ****, far away in the German embassy in Washington, shadows shrouded the hearts of everyone here.

John? Heinrich? Feng? Stoffe stood at the window, looking into the distance, he had stood for a long time, motionless, gazing at the evening of the street, like a statue, silent in the silence of the night.

The drizzle outside the window was still dripping, the dim street lamp at the entrance of the street was like the eyes of a worried old man, the leaves were bent by the rain, and a crystal raindrop was overwhelmed, slid down from above, fell to the ground, and became shattered.

Even though the voice was inaudible, John? Heinrich? Feng? Storff felt something in his mind suddenly fall and shatter.

Since his appointment as the German Reich's ambassador to the United States, Johann? Heinrich? Feng? Storf has always been conscientious and dedicated to the great cause of the Empire.

Whether it was forging fake documents to arrange for German-Americans to return to China to fight in the war, or engaging in intelligence activities that undermined the relationship between Americans and Britain and France, or even the horrific explosion of Black Tom Island, the ambassador to the United States was behind it.

All of this was done to prevent the United States from entering the war in Europe. To this end, he did not hesitate to take many risks, just to allow the empire to buy more time to solve the problems of Europe, and it was not too late to turn back against the Americans.

However, today's sudden report has put John ? Heinrich? Feng? All Storff's efforts were in vain, and just now he returned from the White House, where he was unceremoniously counted out by the Americans like dogs.

Woodrow? President Wilson almost smashed the newspaper in his face, asking himself if the Germans wanted to go to war with the United States.

The words of the Americans are heartfelt, but John? Heinrich? Feng? Stoff, on the other hand, can only pale the recitation of diplomatic vocabulary, but it is clear that this is meaningless.

Because the headline of the New York Times was that British intelligence had intercepted a telegram sent by the German Foreign Office to Mexico, and the contents were deciphered—the content of the telegram was to form a military alliance with Mexico against the United States, and the Germans would arm Mexico to attack the United States and regain Texas, Arizona, and New Mexico lost from the war.

There is nothing more deadly than this, and now the Americans are all boiling, like the earth silent in the rain, accumulating the power of anger, which, once it erupts, will bring great harm to the Empire.

Stupid bureaucratic John? Heinrich? Feng? Storf originally thought that the group of granite-headed soldiers in the country was enough to show off, but he didn't expect that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs where he was located would put on a bigger oolong

How can this be? Germany must not provoke a formidable enemy again

The army was held back by the French near Versailles, and Paris could almost be seen, but for two years it had not advanced an inch of ground and had not been able to make a breakthrough; The High Seas Fleet, which cost the empire countless manpower and material resources to build, was almost scrapped after fighting a Jutland campaign, and could only hide in the warm harbor to blow the sea breeze and bask in the sun.

Only the submarine force was better, but this was also hated by the Americans, and in short, the hegemony of Germany and Germany was in jeopardy

John? Heinrich? Feng? Storff sighed, how can the Americans be stabilized?

He thought about it for a long time, but he didn't have a clue at all, no one knew better than him the virtues of the American arms dealers, who had always encouraged the United States to participate in the war in Europe, and now they might have succeeded

"Is there anything new in Berlin?". John? Heinrich? Feng? Storff turned to ask the secretary, who was also standing nearby.

"No," the young secretary shook his head, his face equally worried.

"Is that to continue to maintain stability?" John? Heinrich? Feng? Stoffe scoffed, "What do I do to stabilize the Americans?" Did you blow up the White House with a bag of explosives?

I really don't know which pig's head came up with the stupid method of instigating the Mexicans to cause chaos for the Americans? Not to mention that the Mexicans who were in a mess have some combat power, just because the United States sent troops to the Mexican ports two years ago, they didn't see how the Spaniards had the courage to snort, and it was strange that they had the courage to say a heavy word to the United States

Pig-headed, bureaucratic style, now it's good, finally the excuse is in the hands of the United States"

John? Heinrich? Feng? Storff kept counting, from the stubborn emperor, the submissive official, the old-fashioned soldier to the careless Ministry of Foreign Affairs, everyone in all departments inside and outside was greeted by him.

Although the German context is not very rich, and there are only a few words of swearing back and forth, such a gaffe John? Heinrich? Feng? Stoff, the secretary is still seeing it for the first time.

He was under the impression that his boss John? Heinrich? Feng? Storff has always been polite and pampered, but now he has lost the "Zimmerman Cable Leak" its former glory.

His boss's expression just now was very rebellious, but as a subordinate, he could only painfully filter out the "bad information" automatically, although he felt the same way, but he couldn't express it.

"Dididi" After a while, a telegram from Berlin arrived, John? Heinrich? Feng? After Storff cracked it, he saw that the content was really as he expected?? -- War is on the verge of breaking out, and if things don't go as planned, prepare to evacuate immediately.

A night of wandering is not for outsiders.

In the early morning, Situ Nan woke up from the sweetness, and the rain had stopped all night, but it was a sunny day outside.

"Woo-" The sunlight coming in from the window ** made Kuzdova feel dazzling, and when she saw that Situ Nan was about to get up, she quickly got up.

Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. After a night of irrigation, the woman looked more radiant and delicate, with the flush of last night still lingering between her eyebrows.

Situ Nan swallowed his saliva and said in a harmonious voice: "I have something to do today, I can't accompany you"

He's a well-informed person in New York

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