In the chancellor's office in Berlin, Germany, there was a sharp knock on the door. The old prime minister Augustus was not in the same physical condition as before, and he tried to remove the lens from his eye socket, then squinted his eyes and said in a low voice: "Come in." ”

"Long live Führer Accardo, Long live Rudolph! Mr. Chancellor!" an SS officer walked into the room, and then stood at the desk of Old Man Augustus, and said immediately: "I just got the news, the Führer did not inform the internal affairs department, and went to Rotterdam in the Netherlands alone, and saw a lot of things that made him angry along the way. ”

Augustus put his eyes on a cloth of deerskin glasses spread out on the desk, raised his head to look at the officer who came in to deliver the news, and said slowly: "It's not the first time that the Führer has killed someone, and the thing that can make you come to make a special announcement won't be so simple, let me guess...... This must have something to do with me, if it weren't for my stupid grandson being cheated again, I really can't think of why you're here. ”

What is a sad work environment for a person? It is to have an idiot boss who always does not have an accurate judgment of the situation, and then in vain lets his subordinates try to find a way to wipe their ass for the mistakes they have made before. What's the saddest working environment for a person? It's having a genius boss who makes you feel inferior, and then you know that you'll never be able to surpass that boss in your life.

"Okay, don't look like you don't know what to say. Augustus stood up, his current physical condition is not very good, more often he puts forward some guiding opinions, and the specific operations are left to others to do. However, as long as he is there, Germany's internal affairs will be in order, and he will stabilize the situation in Germany like a needle that fixes the sea.

He easily saw all the clues from the officer's face, and he knew that the guesses he had just made were estimated to be eight or nine. As one of the most powerful men in the Empire, Augustus had always been conscientious about the rise of Germany, and it was inevitable that he would ignore the trivial things of managing his family, and now his grandson had done such things that Accardo could not tolerate, and Augustus himself had a bitter taste.

Of course, Augustus hoped that his grandson would escape, but he also understood Accardo's anger in the Netherlands.

He worked diligently, and since he took refuge in Accardo, he has devoted almost all of his energy to making Germany more stable and prosperous. He helped Accardo develop policies and implement advanced laws that kept Germany on the fast track to development. He helped Accardo run a large family business, allowing the Germans to quickly absorb and integrate these new territories after they had occupied so many places.

But he now knew that while he himself was fighting for Germany's future, his descendants were sabotaging the policy of integration and absorption that he was proud of for the sake of the little profits in front of him. You must know that it is impossible to completely integrate a region into a country without 100 years, and the long transition after military occupation is the real test of a country's heritage.

Unfortunately, Augustus managed to mobilize almost half of the economic activity and national integration process in the occupied territories, and was ruined by the bastards who saw the future of the empire as child's play. The trust and virtuous circle that was finally established were crumbling in the face of petty profits.

Not to mention Accardo, even Augustus had the heart to strangle his eldest grandson, but in the process of getting up and walking to the door, he still persuaded himself to make a final effort for such an uncompetitive descendant in the family.

When he reached the door, he suddenly felt a wave of dizziness, and the whole room spun in his field of vision, and he lay backwards, fell into the arms of the SS officer who followed him, and listened to the officer cry anxiously over and over again, "Chancellor, Chancellor, come on, find a doctor, quickly!", and then lost consciousness.

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The head of the Association of German Industry, the former adviser to the German Ministry of Industry, the most powerful capitalist in the arms industry in Germany, the head of the Krupp Group, the residence of Gustav Krupp, always reserved a room for the Führer in the interior of a mountain villa.

"Smack!" Krupp slapped his youngest son in the mouth, and then in a fit of rage, he threw the bottle of precious French wine into the fireplace, making the fire even more vigorous. This short, not very majestic man, at this moment, his eyes are as dangerous and vicious as a lone wolf.

It took a long time for him to take his eyes off his youngest son's face, and then looked at his wife, who had been sitting not far away and had not spoken. As a man who joined the Krupp family, Gustav Krupp has always been respectful to his wife, who is also one of the largest shareholders of the entire Krupp Group.

"Gustav...... He's my son!What are you doing this for?" Krupp's wife finally spoke, frowning, she still felt sorry for her sons, especially the eldest son in the Netherlands, who had already earned a lot of money for the family.

Like the traditional capitalists, she doesn't care about the means of making money, nor does she care about the problems that arise after making money, so in her eyes, her husband is really making a fuss, how much her family has paid for the entire Third Reich, isn't it enough for the Führer to indulge them a little?

"You have done so many things for the empire, and the Führer relied on the support of our family to start his business, why did he turn his face and deny people now, and find trouble with our family? Our son just opened a few factories in the Netherlands and squeezed some workers, what's the problem?" The more she spoke, the more angry she felt, and her face was no longer good-looking: "We won the war, and in the end we had to work for those who lost the war, and finally let these defeated people work overtime and deduct some wages? So what war do we have to fight?"

Her words represent the majority of capitalists who use the theory of the victorious country to squeeze the workers of other countries, and the truth is also in the past: I won the war and enjoyed the dividends of the victory in the war, so why can't I exercise my power to squeeze the costs of the defeated side and realize the expansion of benefits?

I have to say that from an individual point of view, this view is undoubtedly correct, but this is simply transferring the contradiction to the state, in other words, it is to raise the cost to national hatred and directly push it to one's own country. Even if it is analysed purely in terms of economic interests, the fact is that Germany has repaid all that these capitalists invested in supporting Germany in waging the war with the land of the occupied territories and some preferential policies, and these capitalists have forgotten to find a way to share part of the obligations of their own country when they now take more things.

Krupp was not a fool, and the friends he had made for so long were the elite at the top of the empire: Speer, Jerynnen, Nike...... The virtuous cycle model proposed by these experts in economics and industry was deeply ingrained in Krupp's mind, and he naturally knew what kind of disaster it would bring to the country if it was upset.

Germany spent a lot of energy and time to buy the hearts and minds of the occupied areas, and then in turn to nurture the German mainland, forming a so-called "virtuous circle", which is also an important part of Speer's integration of industrial production capacity in the occupied areas, if some people for the immediate interests of the obstruction of this development process, then Germany's early investment will not return, and the war potential will also fall into a regressive situation, which is entirely possible to crush Germany's fragile wartime economy and plunge Germany into a turmoil.

"Arrange a plane for me! I'm going to Rotterdam! Now! Now!" Krupp glanced at his wife, and then sighed, he couldn't bear his son, after all, there are still a few people who kill their relatives in righteousness, and as a father, he must fight for his son a chance to live no matter what.

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Accardo leaned back on the couch and listened to Gehr's personal report on the progress of the capture that had just been made: "My Führer, Lieutenant General Dirk has been taken over, his troops have been taken over by the officers sent by General Keitel, and the loyalty of the troops to you is beyond doubt. Two of the culprits involved in the case have committed suicide and one was caught on the way to escape, and all those involved and their families are already under our control. ”

"An hour later, ready, at the main entrance of the palace, the execution began. If you don't kill a single person, you have to announce their crimes to me. All were punished for the crime of exploiting German civilians and were hanged. Accardo commanded slowly. He felt tired, these damn bastards seemed to be unable to kill them all, and the indulgence of human beings in their own selfish desires was always exactly the same regardless of borders and time.

"Führer, news has just arrived, Chancellor Augustus is seriously ill......" Gehr whispered such a seemingly unrelated news.

Accardo was stunned for a moment, then was silent for a few seconds, and then asked, "And then? Who else, continue." ”

"Krupp's plane took off in Berlin and was on its way. Gehr continued.