On December 1, 1939, Lin Youde left for Berlin to participate in the award ceremony, and personally awarded individual and collective medals for the heroic combat in the "1939 Winter Offensive".

Before taking the stage, Isabella was still struggling.

"Shouldn't I be attending this ceremony?"

"It's an unwritten rule to have a god present when rewarding warriors fighting on the front line, although you can let Oh-chan come - in fact, I also asked Oh-chan to come last time I went to Rhodes to confer the medal, but Oh-chan lacks visual impact after all." Lin Youde gestured to Isabella, "Do you understand the visual impact?" You're much more visually striking than Oh-chan. ”

"If you're just asking a big******-breasted woman to accompany you to the ceremony, Lydia can do the same. And isn't she one of the nucleus of your propaganda package, isn't it right to participate in this kind of ceremony? ”

Lin Youde smiled, hugged Isabella's waist and pulled her forward, while explaining softly: "Lydia is an 'idol' and a 'star' according to my publicity plan, which is decisively different from you. You are now attending the award ceremony as a goddess who fights on the battlefield, as the representative of the highest combat power of the Republic, so you can wear the medals on the soldiers with me, while Lydia can only sing and dance at the condolence performance after the award. ”

Lin Youde paused, and then asked with a wicked smile: "Or do you actually want to take a break with Lydia, and you go to sing and dance to her to give the honor?" ”

Isabella smacked her lips: "I can't sing and dance, the poetry recitation is almost the same." ”

"No one wants to hear poetry recited, everyone wants to see Lady Shinki singing and dancing in eye-catching clothes. Okay, okay, follow me honestly. ”

"But I'm British, and nominally, I'm still Queen, and I'm Queen of the United Kingdom until England decides on a new Queen! It's your prisoner of war! It's strange to have prisoners of war honoured. Isabella's expression was still tangled, "You're too messy." ”

"But you are also my woman, and one of the goddesses who fought on the front line to defend Germany, and believe me, the people of Germany and the people of the whole world who believe in panhumanism will not treat you as the Queen of England now." Lin Youde paused, and changed his tone to a stern tone, "You're all here now, you want to pick a son here, but you're embarrassing me." ”

Isabella stared at Lin Youde's face, her mouth pursed high, like an awkward little girl, but in the end she sighed softly: "Okay, it's all up to you anyway, when the Germans are disgusted with letting the current Queen of England come to honor their heroes, it's none of my business." ”

"Okay, it's none of your business."

Saying that, Lin Youde let go of the hand holding Isabella's waist, let go of his steps and walked along the steps to the top of the rostrum, and after walking a few steps, he turned back to confirm whether Isabella was honestly following him - but he was obviously overconcerned.

When Lin Youde appeared at the top of the rostrum, the entire square resounded with earth-shattering cheers.

In front of Lin Youde was a sea of red, most of the people were holding small red flags of NERV, and the phalanx of the army had standard-bearers waving huge red flags, regardless of whether they were soldiers or civilians, wearing red armbands on their sleeves. Oversized red banners hung from every building near the square, and every pillar of the Brandenburg Gate, which stood in the distance, was cloaked in red.

As far as the eye could see, everywhere except the sky, there was red, red, and red.

Lin Youde stood on the rostrum, looking at the red in his eyes, he suddenly understood why those emperors were keen on making a big show. It's a mesmerizing spectacle, especially when you're standing in a position overlooking the sea of red, and you know that the red flag waving people in the audience are going crazy about you. Lin Youde clearly felt the swelling self-confidence in his heart, and at the same time, a voice in his heart warned him: You must not get lost in this sudden self-confidence, otherwise this self-confidence will become arrogant.

At this time, Isabella reminded Lin Youde softly: "It's time to speak." ”

Lin Youde woke up suddenly and stepped forward to the microphone. The cheers of the entire square immediately fell silent, and the sea of red instantly switched from the rough waves just now to the calm state.

Lin Youde pondered for a while, and began to deliver his first speech after crossing over.

When Lin Youde first joined the debate team, there was an embarrassment that he lost the opportunity to continue speaking because of his soft feet in the "one-on-one attack and debate" link - fortunately, he had already given the opponent a decisive blow at that time, so it did not affect the judges' scores, but let the judges praise him for his self-confidence when commenting, "but it is too bad to give face to the opponent's defense friend", "how do you be friends after the debate".

So Lin Youde buried the fact that he was actually weak and too nervous to make a mistake in the deepest part of his heart.

But now, Lin Youde faced the black crowd below—well, the crowd of red girls—but he didn't have the slightest timidity, although his legs and stomach were still trembling slightly, but this did not affect Lin Youde's speech.

After the speech, the whole square was once again filled with deafening cheers, which soon turned into earth-shattering slogans.

Lin Youde stood tall in front of the microphone, and the expression on his face was solemn, as if he was receiving the worship of his subjects as an ancient Roman emperor.

Then the parade began, and Lin Youde relaxed his tense muscles and breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Isabella approached him and whispered, "When you spoke, your calves and stomach trembled, right?" ”

"Did you notice?"

"Hmm. Actually, when I was addressing the public, my calves would tremble, and they said that when I was in my sixties or seventies, I wouldn't tremble, because at that time, my whole body would tremble as soon as I stood up. ”

Lin Youde also smiled, he imagined what Isabella would look like when she got old, and then quickly deleted the picture that came to mind.

"You just imagined me getting old."

"Uh, uh-huh. It's imagining. ”

"And then you dislike me, don't you?"

"Well...... this" Lin Youde pursed his lips, and his eyes continued to look at the German troops who were being paraded in front of the rostrum of Tongguò, "At that time, I probably didn't have the ability to engage young girls, so I can't talk about disliking or disliking......"

"That's the good thing about our gods," said Isabella, "that other women grow old and decrepit in their thirties, but the well-maintained forty is the limit, and we can last until we are sixty." There is even Christina's kind of man, who can still come out and hook up with a man who doesn't have long eyes after he is sixty years old by relying on maintenance skills......"

Lin Youde tilted his head slightly, and asked in surprise, "Christina is sixty years old?" ”

"Yes, almost, people could have lived a long life, but they were killed by your baby in a second."

Lin Youde smacked his lips.

He chatted with Isabella in a whisper, while constantly waving to the troops under review.

After the review, the award ceremony began, the battle heroes lined up to the medal platform under the rostrum, the master of ceremonies read out their heroic deeds, Lin Youde put on medals for them, and Isabella was responsible for giving them "blessings" - in Germany, the gods are regarded as the spiritual inheritors of the Teutonic knights, so the gods blessed the warriors and the blessed ones saluted the gods with the etiquette of the Teutonic knights, which is the standard part of the official award ceremony in Germany.

Lin Youde was on the front line before, so he omitted this link - even if he didn't omit it, Oh Chan probably wouldn't cooperate with them to get this set.

In order to match the speed of Isabella's blessing, Lin Youde always had to chat with the next awardee when he walked to the next honoree after the award, and then began to do that set of formalized things.

Halfway through, Lin Youde suddenly saw familiar faces.

"I remember your name was Hans Zimmer?"

"Yes, sir." Hans replied proudly, "You gave me the Iron Cross a few months ago. ”

"Now I'm going to give you the Knight's Cross, right?"

"Yes, sir."

"What about the two people who were with you last time?"

As soon as Lin Youde's words fell, the person next to Hans Zimmer spoke: "We are here, Mr. Lin." My name is Wolf, and the guy next to me is James Horner. ”

"I know, I remember the names of both of you. It's not simple, the three of you, what did you do this time for? ”

"Report to the chief......" As soon as Hans Zimmer spoke, Isabella came to Lin Youde's side, gently touched his waist to signal that his side was finished, and urged Lin Youde to move on, so Lin Youde took out the iron cross, hung it around Hans's neck, shook hands with him, and then moved to Wolf.

Without waiting for Lin Youde to ask, Wolf said: "We used the terrain in the city to kill a Russian magic armor, using mines and iron fists, and a blasting canister. ”

"Oh, that's pretty good." Lin Youde sincerely admired, "You have to sum up your experience, and then promote it throughout the army." ”

"We've been writing a long lesson report." Wolf frowned, "It's the first time I've written such a long report since I graduated from school." ”

Lin Youde smiled, hung up the medal for Wolfe, and turned to James Horner. James didn't say anything, just had a polite conversation with Lin Youde.

After awarding the medals to the infantrymen, a group of armored soldiers were replaced on the stage, and the first one standing was Otto? Carly Woods.

Lin Youde went up and shook hands with him directly, and then said something that was printed on the front lines of all the newspapers the next day: "Amazing, Tiger King!" ”

Otto looked confused - by the way, Isabella next to Lin Youde also looked confused.

"It's your nickname, I gave it to you." Lin Youde nodded on the chest of the little armored soldier who was not yet twenty years old, "The armored soldier is a tiger out of the cage, and the tiger king is you!" This is also the name of the heavy tank we are developing, the Tiger! You'll be the first to drive it! ”

Otto? Kali Woods looked surprised, and then changed to a stern expression: "I will never disappoint your expectations." ”

Lin Youde smiled and patted Otto? Carly Woods' shoulders.

**

The award tossed for an hour, and finally ended.

As soon as the last batch of decorated soldiers stepped off the stage, the salute on behalf of the beginning of the condolence performance shot into the sky.

Lydia, dressed in a beautiful long dress, appeared in front of the Brandenburg Gate against the backdrop of the salute, along with a BF109 fighter jet.

"Everyone!" Lydia's cheerful voice resounded throughout the square through the loudspeaker, "Today, I want to sing the new song composed by Mr. Lin: "My Boyfriend is a Pilot"! This is a gift to all the officers and men of the Air Force! ”

Then the music sounded, and Lydia began to dance to the music - the dance was naturally choreographed by Lin Youde himself.

This song that Lin Youde copied directly from "Macross Fortress" is honestly a bit beyond the scope of current music aesthetics - too soft and cute. Lin Youde was still a little worried that it would not conform to the public's aesthetics, but now that Lydia has performed it, the effect seems to be surprisingly good, Lin Youde saw that the young combat heroes in the audience all stretched their necks and looked at the stage and the projectors on both sides, and beat enthusiastically.

However, Isabella beside Lin Youde muttered dissatisfiedly: "Wouldn't this song be too cheesy?" It doesn't feel like it's on the same level as the magnificent music you wrote before. ”

"I'm a jack of all trades." Lin Youde cheekily said, "Moreover, isn't this kind of sweet song suitable for boosting morale in wartime?" ”

Isabella frowned and nodded slightly.