Berlin, Reichstag.

The Führer, who used to live in the bunker, was finally able to move into a luxurious bedroom in the open.

The bombers that buzzed over Berlin every day never came to disturb their sleep and add to their fears.

"Siegfried, you are the hero of the Third Reich, the most perfect Aryan, and my most loyal bodyguard."

The Führer woke up from the soft bed, dressed in his dressing gown, opened the door and said.

Although there was no gentle and lovely lover Eva beside him, Siegfried standing outside the door made him feel very safe.

There is no need to worry about the safety of your life or the Allied troops to break through Berlin and drag yourself to the square to hang.

The head of the Third Reich had a good night's sleep for the first time in a long time.

However, just a dozen hours ago, in order to test how strong the Aryan superman was, he personally ordered Siegfried to kill tens of thousands of captured Soviet soldiers.

The soldiers who were evaporated by the broken light, the severed limbs, their wails, their weepings, their bloody stumps...... It did not cause the slightest fluctuation in the Führer's heart.

As a mediocre painter with little talent and being rejected from art school, he even felt that it was the most beautiful color in the world.

"Hasn't the Holy General arrived yet?"

The Führer rang the service bell, and it didn't take long for the cook to serve the prepared food.

He expertly picked up his knife and fork and cut the veal steak on his plate.

Although the cuisine of the Third Reich consisted of pig's trotters, sausages and bread of all kinds, he personally admired the French cuisine.

"Their study of food is as skillful and proficient as raising a white flag and surrendering."

The Führer commented.

"The Holy General is on his way back. He had been busy hunting down a defected female scientist who was a British spy. ”

Siegfried, who was tall enough to almost touch the ceiling chandelier, replied truthfully.

"What a carelessness, I would have liked to reward him."

The Führer put down his knife and fork and chewed the food in his mouth, a disappointed expression on his face.

"The Holy General could have been like you, a hero of the Third Reich, but it's a pity that he didn't take advantage of it."

Berlin currently has a total of three "battleship classes", excluding Siegfried who is guarding by his side.

There are two left, and they haven't seen each other yet.

All the Führer knew was that one named Sieglind, a woman, was keeping the city on guard in the air defense tower.

The other, Siegmund, was tasked with exterminating the guerrillas outside the city.

The two of them once had an amazing record of scrapping dozens of bombers of the Allied Army.

"I don't know if those cowards from the Central Powers will be so frightened that they will cry."

The Führer was so satisfied that he felt that he was once again favored by the heavens.

Soon, the Third Reich will stop collapsing and become stronger.

Too much power is easy to get, and a person's ambition can swell inflated.

Just like the red skull that mastered the cosmic Rubik's Cube, the Führer was so excited at this time that he subconsciously ignored the difficult situation of the Third Reich, and even began to plan another attack on Stalingrad and Moscow.

He was always haunted by the defeat of the Germans in front of the Soviets.

This time, here's your chance to prove your abilities!

"The Holy General has arrived."

The phone rang at the bedside in the bedroom, and Siegfried picked up the microphone and, after answering for a few seconds, spoke the news.

"He's downstairs, waiting for your reception."

"Let the Holy General come up, although he has made mistakes, he has also made meritorious contributions to the Third Reich and shed blood. I can't be unkind to the heroes! ”

With a wave of his hand, Siegfried opened the door, and it wasn't long before the Holy General appeared at the door with a grim face.

"You look depressed, Holy General. I've heard it all, don't worry about penalties, security failures are not your responsibility, and you're trying hard to solve those problems, albeit unsuccessfully. ”

The Führer put his hands behind his back and stepped barefoot on a carpet of dark patterns.

If you ignore the long burgundy dressing gown that reaches to his ankles, he looks quite imposing, like a victorious general.

"You're a hero, you brought my miracle weapon here and saved the Third Reich - albeit a little late."

The Führer took off his glasses, as if to lift the seal.

He glared angrily at the Holy General, who had a straight back, threw off the pencil in his hand hard, and said loudly, "You owe me a reasonable explanation, General. ”

"I've read your report, and I've asked Siegfried that the 'Aryan Superman' project has been completed for months—"

"Actually, it's been longer than that, almost a year, my Führer."

The Holy General interrupted the Führer, who had lifted the seal and was about to enter a roaring state, and said calmly: "Eleven months ago, I created the first type Aryan Superman. ”

"And the first type II was also put into service soon after, followed by the production of the 'tank class'. The three 'battleship classes' came later. ”

The Führer, who was interrupted, put on his glasses, and then took them off again.

After re-reading the strip.

Once again, the seal was lifted.

The roar begins!

"So! In all this year, you never told me about it! Watch the Empire retreat and watch my spirit tormented by the bombers of the Confederates! ”

The Führer did not understand what the Holy General was doing at all, he was so angry that he couldn't help but want to scold the "scum".

"I thought the Red Skull would last a little longer. And at that time, the Aryan supermen were not ready, and they could not change the pattern of the war. ”

The Holy General remained calm, and explained in a calm voice: "After the First World War, many Germans thought that tanks were just novelty and did not care, and some even laughed at Guderian, saying, 'What a war machine, it only transports flour'. That's because they only saw 'one tank', not 'a bunch of tanks'. ”

"Only someone like Guderian can see the true value of tanks. This also makes your empire, Führer. ”

"I'll give you an invincible superarmies, and I'll give you a great victory to reinvigorate the Germans – but that's all on the premise that Aryan Supermen can join the battlefield in droves."

"If I tell you the news in advance, with all due respect, I'm afraid you will send them out directly to die in vain for meaningless consumption."

The outspokenness of the Holy General raised the Führer's anger to a higher level.

He could not tolerate accusations, especially in such a humiliating tone.

"Enough, Holy General. Aryan Superman is no longer under your control, step aside! ”

Considering the great achievements of the Holy General over the years, the Führer endured it and waved his hand to let the other party retreat.

"My Führer, why are you unwilling to face your mistakes?"

The holy general put his hands behind his back, his body did not move, shook his head and said: "You are like a madman who has lost his mind, let Siegfried kill tens of thousands of Soviet prisoners." You don't even think that this will only provoke the Allies to revolt, and no one will surrender again. ”

"I'm the one who is disappointed in you. You're just an Austrian hillbilly who got to sit like shit luck because you were born in a country with Prussian toughness and a bunch of fools who are willing to listen to your nonsense. ”

"You have the most powerful war machine in the world, but you bury it in your own bottomless arrogance...... Führer, I believe more firmly than you in a great Third Reich! I am also even more convinced that the Empire deserves to be led by a leader more talented than you. ”

The Holy General's words completely angered the Führer.

He picked up the pencil from the carpet and said seemingly calmly, "Oh, General. I didn't expect you to see me that way, it's a shame. ”

"You can't see the Third Reich and the leaders who are more talented than me."

"Siegfried, kill him!"

With the Führer's order, Siegfried, who was as silent as a statue, walked over and stood in front of the holy general.

His eyes were blazing, and the terrifying energy was like wisps of blue lightning, jumping non-stop.

"Yes."

Siegfried said.

And then—

He turned and looked at the Führer himself.

Dazzling light erupted from the eyes.