Linus really wanted to stand up now, then walk up to Reinhardt and slap Reinhardt in the mouth. How old am I? What last words do I have to leave behind? Can you speak? Have you ever considered the feelings of the person listening to it?

But he really didn't dare to do it, because the place not far in front of him was full of bodyguards he had hired at great expense. These people are much stronger in combat than his employer, but now they are all lying on the ground, and the holes on their bodies are still oozing blood.

His best friend, the old earl, had just died beside him, and the holes in his body were still steaming, and a few drops of blood even splashed on his body and face. He screamed, trying to get up from the couch away from the old earl's body, but the shaking caused the old earl's hand to fall on his lap.

"Ahh He struggled, but couldn't get up, kicking his feet on the ground in an attempt to find a place to support his body.

Don't be too confident in your guts, a normal person will be scared to lose his mind when he suddenly sees a pistol or blood. Not to mention the fact that the room was now littered with corpses, and Linus had seen the living people being beaten into a sieve one after another. So now it's said that he's a madman, and some people will believe it, because this guy really almost leaked and pee.

Reinhardt looked at the crying man in front of him with a look of disdain behind his back and a look of disdain. He even couldn't believe that this person, who was not as strong as any private on the battlefield, would be a super chaebol who was once rich and rivaled the country. He waved his hand impatiently, signaling his men to hurry up and solve the problem.

As one of the darkest corners behind Accardo, Reinhardt Heydrich had seen as many desperate people as he could cross the river. He had sent countless famous nobles to concentration camps, and had also killed women, children, and the elderly, so the hysterical Linus in front of him could not make him feel a trace of pity or disgust.

Beside him, three or four SS soldiers with submachine guns stepped forward and pointed their black holes at the terrified Linus on the couch. It's not the first day that these soldiers have done this kind of murder, so everything in front of them is nothing special to them like having breakfast every morning.

"For the Führer!" Reinhardt pressed his hand behind his back against his trouser line, raised his right hand high in the air, and gave a standard German military salute.

"Help!" Linus shouted as if he finally realized his danger at the last moment, and then the submachine gunner opposite him pulled the pressed trigger with his fingers. One by one, the shells bounced off the barrel of the gun, tumbling and bouncing on the carpet, the muzzle of the gun spraying tongues of fire over Linus's body, making him appear to be reflected in a halo.

Linus's body trembled slightly from the impact of the bullet, and it only took a second for his legs, which were still struggling to kick, to straighten out and stop moving. Germany's most famous plutocratic capitalist, who had been thinking about how to oppose Accardo, only left a corpse full of holes in this world, and completely disappeared.

Several SS soldiers removed their guns from Linus's muzzle, and two officers behind Reinhardt stepped forward with cameras and began to photograph the bodies of Linus and others.

On a hillside outside the castle, a line of luxurious car convoys of twenty Mercedes-Benz cars was parked, making a specially made Führer's car stand out even more in the middle. In the car, Accardo sat in the back seat, looking through the window in the direction of the castle, and the sound of gunfire was heard, and he blinked and then withdrew his gaze.

"Not letting you go, it's not that we don't trust you. Accardo, who withdrew his gaze, suddenly spoke, and whispered to Gascoll, who was sitting in the passenger seat: "The less involved the army is in this kind of thing, the better, understand?"

"Understood, my Führer!" Hearing Accardo's explanation, his originally somewhat apprehensive heart relaxed, and as the head of the army's intelligence department, Gascol quickly replied.

"If it weren't for the feelings of the two of you, I would have been in the office at this time. Accardo grumbled, then closed his eyes: "Let's go, you accompany me back to the Führer's mansion, and then back to Army Intelligence." ”

"Yes, my Führer!" said Gascoll respectfully. The cars then started and drove out of the castle's courtyard gates, one after the other. Reinhardt, who had just stepped out of the castle, put on gloves as he walked down the stone steps of the castle's main entrance. He saw the departing Führer's motorcade from a distance, and stopped and left the last steps unfinished.

Seeing that their boss had stopped, everyone stopped respectfully, and only then did they withdraw their gaze from a distance as they watched the Führer's motorcade leave. Reinhardt turned his head sideways and looked at the officer on his left with a frown: "Look at what kind of you guys are doing? Even the head of the state is alarmed, and my face has made you lose your face." ”

After saying that, he ignored the man who was about to bury his head in his crotch, and continued to walk down the steps, in the direction of his car. Behind him, he was followed by hordes of SS soldiers, who were to board a dozen trucks behind Reinhardt's car and leave with their commander.

In fact, Army intelligence and the SS approached Linus at about the same time, and as a result, the two departments were in competition and drew up their own plans of action. As a result, the Führer knew about the operation before it began, so the heads of the two departments were called together and ate Accardo and scolded him.

In all aspects of Germany, Accardo allowed competition, but he also valued cooperation. Therefore, he will never tolerate this kind of behavior of hiding from each other and not making a report, and acting alone. So under Accardo's arrangement, today's operation was carried out by the SS, who were accustomed to doing dirty work, and the Army Intelligence accompanied him to observe the whole implementation of the plan.

Returning to the Führer's mansion, and without leaving Gascol to explain anything, Accardo walked to the backyard of the Führer's mansion, accompanied by Anna, which was his home, a place he could truly call home. Pushing open the door and tiptoeing into the room, Accardo handed the clothes to the servant, put on a silly face, and went to the bedroom to see his son Caesar.

In this room, he seemed to forget that he was a decisive Führer, that he was still fighting a war that would stake the lives of millions of people, and that at this moment he was just a somewhat hairy father, looking with loving eyes at the sleeping baby in swaddling clothes.

Mercedes leaned against the wall of the bedroom doorway, her satin pajamas accentuating her graceful figure. As a European mother, she recovered quite perfectly, and the curves of the ******** did not show that she was already a mother of a child.

"The little one is so strong! I just looked, he seemed to have teeth. Exiting the bedroom, Accardo boasted to his wife about his momentous discovery, with an excited expression.

"Caesar is almost a year old, and of course he has teeth. Holding her arms crossed, Mercedes tried her best to pretend to be angry, but her delicate face became more beautiful and moving: "Let's talk about other topics, at least in terms of being a father, you are not qualified." Accardo. ”

Accardo nodded helplessly, carefully closed the door of the baby's room, and continued, "I know! I'm not a good father, and I send other people's fathers and sons to war and let them die there. ”

"Well, as soon as you say this, you will be sentimental and win my sympathy. Mercedes pretended to be annoyed and gave Accardo a white look, which was more charming, which made people feel surprised. Anna didn't come up downstairs, so at least the second floor here is a space that belongs to the hostess of Mercedes.

Looking at the little guy who was sleeping with his eyes closed, Accardo's heart couldn't help but soften, he leaned against the wall next to Mercedes, stood side by side with her, and then said: "I know that the call for me to ascend the throne has been getting louder and louder recently, but you also know why I have been reluctant to give up the position of head and take the throne of the emperor. ”

"I know, but they don't know. Mercedes looked at her husband, looked at the occasional white hair in his hair, and said helplessly with a low mood: "These people always want to empty you, and then sit in that position of power themselves......"

"No one will have the power to do it, my dear. Accardo sneered, then turned his head to look at the door of his son's room: "Who do you think can replace me as the head of the empire? Krupp, Brauchitsch, or Dominis? These people either lack the ability to rule or are not qualified enough, if I give up the position of head of state, it will only take a few minutes for them to bring down the empire." ”

Mercedes rested her head on Accardo's shoulder, sighed and said, "I understand, dear, I understand." ”

"For the sake of our son, I can only give Caesar a throne without power, so that I can let him grow up safely. Accardo's tone was full of softness when he mentioned Caesar: "So I can only continue to work for him now to make this country like an iron pass!"

Brothers, the fourth watch is presented, and the dragon spirit will do what he says! For the sake of the Third Reich!