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Then, one after another, they returned to their temporary residence in Potsdam, the baron's house.

Himmler and the other companions were left in the house because of their lack of strength, and when he saw everyone returning, he hurriedly greeted them: "How are things going?

"There were a few twists and turns, but it went well, and the Jews should have been frightened. Captain Karl said with a smile, seemingly very relaxed.

He patted Himmler on the shoulder: "This time I went out, fed the regulations, borrowed the big skin of the headquarters to scare people, and I don't know what will happen when I go back." ”

"Don't worry, it's going to be okay, didn't we send back the plan report, this is the best and least lossy way, and the headquarters will not disagree. Himmler, however, was not at all worried: "Besides, hasn't it all gone smoothly so far?" ”

"Yes, this time it was able to go so smoothly, thanks to the captain, the captain reacted quickly, and a lion roar frightened them, otherwise we wouldn't have escaped back. Sokel, who came back with the captain, looked a little afraid: "I didn't expect that among these little Jews, there were grandmaster-level masters!"

"Grandmaster-level?" among the people left behind, someone exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, there are a lot of masters in those Jews, the most powerful one is the one who wields the scimitar, it seems that he is still one of their elders, that is a real grandmaster, when he stands in front of us, my legs are a little weak!" Sokol exaggerated: "Fortunately, the captain made a quick decision, used his internal strength, and a lion's roar shocked the audience, suppressed them, and we escaped." ”

"It's worthy of being the captain, and it's worthy of 8,000 points of high-level martial arts. The other member also sighed, casting an admiring glance at Captain Karl.

Captain Karl's face was still a little serious, but there was a little joy that could not be concealed between his eyebrows, and he slowly spoke: "It's only 8,000, and there are more advanced martial arts in the organization, as long as everyone works hard to do this task beautifully, are you afraid that there will be no high-level martial arts?" In my opinion, if this mission is completed, each person will be able to get 500 points!"

Thinking that the tempting merit point was about to fall into the bag, someone couldn't help but ask Himmler: "Okay! The second step is successfully completed, Himmler, tell me, what should we do next?"

"Now......" Himmler frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Everyone will try not to go out these days, and now all we have to do is wait." ”

"How can they not find anyone? Potsdam is so big! Can they still fly?" said the whitebearded boss in the council chamber.

"All the hotels, bars, and inns have not heard of them, and the rats in the dark streets have not found them, such as their branch, and the homes of the former members of their branch, we have all gone to investigate, and there is no trace. Barani, the young man, explained in detail: "Do you think they will go back to Berlin?"

"Probably not, they're going to fight us, aren't they going to collect information in the city, aren't they going to get the news from those branch members? and just leave?" said the middle-aged man in the gorgeous dress.

"Alas, those few people look like reckless men who only know how to fight and kill, and they don't listen to their good explanations, will they still be patient to inquire about the news?" the big fat merchant analyzed: "They should have someone who is specifically responsible for inquiring about the news." ”

"I don't think I need to go to those envoys, since they are reckless men, they may not understand what they say, I think it is better to send someone to Berlin and explain it directly to their higher-ups. The white-bearded old man nodded his crutches: "It's true that they are strong dragons, and we are also vegetarians, no matter how you look at this matter, in the end, both sides will lose, and the high-level of their family is definitely not stupid, explain it clearly, won't the matter be solved." ”

The white-bearded old man commanded the middle-aged man in a gorgeous dress: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, it is to reconcile, and it must be made clear to their high-level officials." In this way, Una, you wait for the city gate to open tomorrow, and then take people and gold coins directly to Berlin, you are the most eloquent, explain clearly to them, it is better to make a contract or something, and eliminate this senseless conflict, although the conditions are discussed, you grasp it, and it doesn't matter if we suffer some losses. ”

"Okay, I'll go get ready!" Without a word, the middle-aged man in the gorgeous dress left his seat and went down.

Then the white-bearded old man instructed the young man Barani: "Also, Barani, the messenger, you continue to search, and the affairs of the Sorbians, you also inquire clearly, what the specific situation is, who set up this conspiracy, and when the matter is over, we will settle accounts with them!"

Then he looked at Neumann, the first master who was silent: "Although the chance of a fight in the end will not be very high, but just in case, call back all the young men who can fight, form a few teams, and protect the settlement. Regardless, we put safety first!"

......

While the Jews were busy arranging things, in the other corner of the city, a group of people were laughing and drinking.

"Hey, it's good under this war book, the Jews are stupid, the Social-National Party is also stupid, and if two groups of fools fight, that's good!" a big man with a shiny face and bare arms laughed wildly.

"Yes, let them eat the dog, and the head will be broken and the blood will flow!, I see, even if those Jews can survive this time, it will be a big loss, and then we will swallow their shops directly!" Another scar-faced strong man also drank and laughed maniacally.

"Yes, those shops were originally owned by our Sorbians, but they forcibly bought them. Now they are all making money every day, and in a few days, we will take them back! There are also those places in the city hall, and we should also talk to them well!" It was a sharp-beaked, skinny fellow who spoke, and he said proudly, and twisted the butt of the maid who poured the wine.

"It's still you kid who is smart, and with such a little trick, you have successfully driven the wolf and gobled the tiger and made them beat the dog's brain. The shirtless man smiled and praised.

"But what if they find out that something is wrong and come and beat us?" asked a young man who was a little thinner.

"How is it possible! We are doing this well, and the murderers are all those Jews, what does it have to do with us!" The little man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks glanced at him: "Whoever does it, of course go to whom!

"But weren't our men who smashed their branch?" retorted the youth.

"You know a fart! When we went, they all changed their Jewish clothes, and covered their faces, saying that we smashed it, is there any evidence?" The little man waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care: "Don't worry so much, don't worry, I have also set up a secret in their branch, as long as they provoke a little, they will fight with those Jews, and they will not think about us." ”

"Yes, let's just stay here and watch their good show!" the scar-faced strong man interjected.

"Well, let's hope they can really fight. The young man's voice weakened, barely audible in the noisy hall.

After a day and night of trekking, one of the six elders of the Jews of Potsdam, Una, a middle-aged man in a gorgeous dress, arrived in Berlin.

After resting for a while and dressing up again, he headed for the Berlin headquarters of the German National Socialist Party with his guards and a carriage carrying heavy boxes.

Fortunately, the headquarters of the German National Socialist Party was very obvious and easy to find, and they arrived at the door of the building in a short time.

Tidying up his meter again, he said to the guard standing in front of the door like a javelin: "Excuse me, is this the headquarters of the German National Socialist Party?"

"Yes, what's the matter with you?" the guard said in a kind tone.

"Oh, it is so, I have come to the city of Potsdam, and I am the elder of the Jews there, and on behalf of our Jewish Council of Potsdam, I have come to see your governors, and I have important things to tell them. Una, a middle-aged man, elaborated on his intentions.

"Potsdam?" the guard frowned, as if in his mind.

The middle-aged Una had to wait patiently for him to finish remembering.

Finally, the guard's recollection ended: "Oh, it's that Potsdam, by the way, you're Jewish?"

"Yes. Una, a middle-aged man, confirmed.

Hearing his answer, the guard's face changed at once, and he became extremely hideous, and he roared loudly: "Then I will tell you now! You will not see any of you! You Jews should all die! Especially you Jews in Potsdam, all of them deserve to go to hell!"

Faced with such a change, the middle-aged Una was stunned for a moment, and some couldn't react.

But his guards couldn't accept it and drew their weapons one after another.

The middle-aged man Una hurriedly turned around and stopped them: "Put it down for me!"

Then he turned his head to look at the guard, and said in a good voice: "This is all a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding! Those things are not done by us, they are all a conspiracy of the Sorbians, I came here to explain this matter to you, we have no malicious intentions, please report it, just report it, I will definitely be able to explain the misunderstanding clearly! Avoid this conflict!"

As he spoke, he took out a few gold marks from his cuffs and secretly handed them over.

But.

With a "snap", his hand was knocked to the side, and the gold coin was spilled on the ground.

The guard looked at him with disdain, more than a dog: "You bastards, you want to bribe me?

The guard pointed to the gold coins on the ground, and said in a fierce voice: "These money are all evidence of your exploitation and oppression of our Germanic people! They are all sins borne on your entire nation! Only when you are all dead can this sin be washed away! Don't be so dying and struggling! Go back and prepare the coffin!"

Seeing that it didn't make sense, the middle-aged Una suppressed the restlessness of his men again and led them across the street.

After all, after many years of ups and downs, he has seen a lot of things, and he decided to wait for the top level of the German National Socialist Party to come out, and then go up to explain, after all, looking at the appearance of the guards, I am afraid that his knowledge is limited, and he is a little indignant, and it is really difficult to communicate.

Time was rushing, and the headquarters of the German National Socialist Party was very busy, with people constantly coming in and out, but most of them were alone, and the few who walked in groups did not seem to be leaders.

Finally, in the afternoon, a man with a long knife on his back walked out of the headquarters gate.

The middle-aged man Una immediately took three steps and two steps to meet him, blocked in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "Wait a minute, this lord, I have something important to tell you!"

"Oh?" the man with the long knife on his back stopped with his men: "What's the matter, tell me for yourself." ”

"I am from the city of Pozdam, as a representative of the Jewish Council of the city of Pozdam, to explain to you what has happened. Una, the middle-aged man, went straight to the point.

"Oh, the Jews of Potsdam. The man with the long knife chuckled, "What are you going to explain?" ”

The middle-aged Una hurriedly began to explain the ins and outs: "In fact, this incident, we are also victims, not that we are willing to have a conflict, it is ......"

But before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a man with a long knife on his back: "Shut up, victim, do you also say the word? 13! On the East Gate Street of Potsdam, you Jews clashed with our unarmed propaganda members! 4 were killed and 3 were seriously injured.

The middle-aged Una hurriedly explained: "That incident was indeed done by us, but I was actually instigated by others right away, and we ......"

But he was interrupted again, and the man with the long knife on his back had a gloomy face: "No. 18! The five members of our field support department combat team were not heard from as soon as they entered Potsdam City, and finally their bodies were hung on trees outside the city, did you do it?"

The middle-aged Una explained again: "We also did it, but we were also deceived, and someone deliberately led them to ......"

He was interrupted again: "Then our branch in Potsdam City was destroyed, and someone lied to you and instigated you?"

"No, no, no, we didn't do it, someone else did it. The middle-aged Una hurriedly waved his hand.

"Then who do you say is behind this?" the man with the long knife looked at him with his shoulders crossed.

"It's the Sorbians! They are the only minority in Potsdam, they instigated it, they want to provoke conflict between us, and they can reap the benefits!" said the middle-aged man Una at a faster pace, and said the whole sentence.

"Okay, you said it was the Sorbian who did it, but what about the evidence? Is there any evidence?" said the man with the long knife on his back.

"This, this, not yet, but we will investigate, we ......" The middle-aged man Una was a little unable to take it at once.

"There is no evidence at all, and you Jews are really ridiculous to make nonsense here without any evidence!" The man with the long knife on his back was furious, and his tone was full of murderous intent: "I only know that it is you Jews who kill us! You yourself admit it, so what else is there to say and explain? Go back and prepare for war and wait for death!"

With that, he walked away, leaving the middle-aged man Una to sit weakly on the ground.

(To be continued.) )