After putting on his ironed uniform, smoothing out the wrinkles on his clothes, and combing his well-groomed hair twice, Himmler walked to the mirror and examined himself carefully. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Today is his first day in office, and he does not want anything to be lacking in the pictograms.

The newly issued materials are very particular and the styles are also very novel. The first is a white linen shirt with a row of tiny buttons sewn on it to make the whole shirt fit very closely. The jacket is a heavy black cashmere jacket with few buttons, but it is also very slim. The pants are made of soft black cotton wool, which is slightly wider, so you don't have to worry about tearing even if you make a big move.

Of course, as the head of the picket detachment within the SS, his uniform was more elaborate, with a balance sewn with gold thread on his chest, and on his shoulders, a rectangular epaulettes, embellished with two sterling silver cornflowers.

The former is the symbol of the picket detachment, while the latter represents the distinguished status of the captain of his detachment.

Seeing that everything was doing well, Himmler put on the matching high-top leather shoes, opened the door, and walked out of the city in the early morning light.

It's not easy to build a city, and it's the same as maintaining a city, a city as big as Berlin needs to be constantly supplied by countless farms, large and small, in order to survive.

Several of these numerous farms have been secretly bought by the German National Socialist Party and transformed into secret bases of various sizes and purposes.

Himmler was going to the secret base of their SS picket detachment, and today was the day when all the members of the internal picket detachment met for the first time.

By the time he arrived at the base, there were already a lot of people in the small farm, some of them were talking together, some were holding a piece of bread and nibbling on it, and some were carefully observing the surroundings...... And all of them, without exception, were wearing uniforms that had just been issued not long ago, and they all looked very energetic.

Seeing Himmler appear, someone immediately greeted him, and all kinds of good words, praise, and flattery poured out like flowing water.

"The detachment leader has arrived!

"I didn't expect you to be so young, captain, this is really promising. ”

"That's right, Captain Himmler is a well-known smart person in our relevant departments, and he has made countless contributions to the organization!"

"Oh, I've also heard that the Pozdam City Incident is said to be the handiwork of Lord Himmler, and as soon as the plan came out, Pozdam was taken without blood!"

"Yes, I've heard that the Chief of Staff has praised Master Himmler more than once. ”

"Lord Himmler, but now one of the four highest-ranking adults in the SS, of course, is the red man in front of the leaders......"

"Yes, those of us who do internal picketing and maintain party style and party discipline, the most important thing is to have a good brain, to be able to find clues and find out those moths, the requirements for martial arts strength are not high, but we need a good leader like Lord Himmler who is full of scheming and exhaustive strategies!"

......

Himmler was expressionless, and did not respond to them, but stood in the middle of the farm, looking around, observing the appearance of the entire base.

As the sun rose, more and more people came, and in a short time the whole farm was full.

Some of them came up to him with unscrupulous eyes, some of them seemed a little cowering and did not dare to move forward, some hid in the corner, or leaned against the wall, or sat on the pile of grain with their eyes closed, and occasionally glanced at Himmler's side and did not care, and some of them secretly gathered together, whispering not knowing what they were muttering, and occasionally thinking of Himmler's side with complicated eyes.

Looking at the sun, and estimating that the time was almost up, Himmler jumped to his feet, and leaped to the top of the barn at the highest point of the farmstead.

Then he took a long breath, mobilized his internal force, and exhaled: "Quiet!"

The sound shook all over the world, and the whole farm immediately fell silent, closed their eyes and opened their eyes, and turned their heads to talk and laugh with each other, and everyone focused their eyes on Himmler.

It was the first time that Himmler was watched by so many people, and his heart beat a little faster for a while.

But he also suppressed the tension in front of him, and began to speak again: "Members of the picket detachment within the SS, colleagues. Let me introduce myself first, my name is Himmler, Heinrich Himmler, a former member of the relevant department of the German National Socialist Party, and the current leader of the picket detachment within the SS, that is, your immediate boss!"

"The picket detachment within our Party Guard is a completely new department! Some of you are from the original departments concerned, some have been transferred from other departments, and some are new people who have just completed their basic training. Some people know me, some don't, some understand me, some don't. But none of that matters! In the days that will follow, you will have enough events to get to know me, to know me, to understand what kind of person I am. ”

"Some of you flattered me, some of you were dismissive of me, and some of you were confused that I had been given this position, and couldn't believe it, and made up weird things like selling ass to make fun of me. But I'm not angry! To be honest, I still can't believe that I have been assigned to lead such a large department. I was originally just an ordinary member, and although I joined the relevant departments early, my achievements were ordinary, and I could barely be regarded as the one who could handle the incident in Potsdam. Even if the mission was done well, I was just an idea, and I didn't do much credit. ”

After a pause, he continued: "However, the above still decided to let me be the leader of this detachment, and promoted me by skipping the ranks. Since the above has decided so, then I can only repay this detachment leader as a good one! I will do my best to lead everyone to strictly perform our duties!"

"The SS, as the name suggests, is to defend the army of our German National Socialist Party, and although we are not large enough in number, and we are not a regular army, our duties and requirements for everyone are the same as those of the army! The external combat detachment defends the party's development prospects, the internal guard detachment protects the party's security, the intelligence gathering detachment is the party's eyes and ears, and our internal picket detachment says that what we defend is the party's body! The party's health! It is to carry out the party program and party discipline, and it is to find out those silverfish that lie on the party's body and suck blood! Send them to hell!"

"But obviously, it is not easy to find them, some of them are hidden very deeply, it is difficult to detect, some are in high positions, and the resistance is great, and some are strong, if the arrangement is not good, they will even bite them! If you want to find them, you need to be careful enough to discover, enough patience to peel off the cocoon, enough strength to sweep and clean, and we need the efforts of all my colleagues in our internal picket detachment! We ...... it."

"Wait!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted his speech, it was a thin middle-aged man: "Squad leader, you said that we need to be careful, patient, and have strength, but as our leader, do you also have such qualities? Can you really lead us well?"

Several of his companions around him also let out a few chuckles at the right time.

But the people who were originally surrounding Himmler to praise and pat on the back suddenly couldn't help it, and jumped out and shouted angrily:

"Who has such a stinky mouth and spews feces all over their mouth?"

"Who are you? Where did you come from?

"Is there anything you can doubt about the strength of the branch minister?"

"Just like you, you dare to arrange our Himmler squad leader, it's just looking for death!"

"Squad leader, you give the order, see if the labor and management don't beat the kid out of!"

......

"Well, I knew there was going to be such a stupid person jumping out. Himmler smiled and waved his hand, suppressing the reprimand of the crowd, and did not look angry.

With everyone's rebuke, the middle-aged man didn't look panicked, just hugged his shoulders and looked at Himmler on the top of the barn.

"Alas. Himmler sighed, as if disappointed, and pointed to the middle-aged man, "You, what's your name?

"Oh, I'm so scared. What's the matter, does the captain of the detachment want to make a small report and find the chief of staff to give you a head?" The middle-aged man said in a strange tone: "Then you can listen well, the laborer's name is Steve Hope, and he is the head of the former Cuosen branch!"

"Of course, I won't make a small report, of course, such a trivial matter is better if it is not solved. Himmler still smiled: "Since you have doubts about my strength, then your martial arts strength should be good?"

"Barely enough. The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously: "You are stronger than the total score minister." ”

"Then are you interested in playing a fight?" Himmler asked with a smile: "No matter what, you have to fight to know whether you are strong or not." ”

Faced with such an inquiry, the middle-aged man did not answer immediately, and was silent for a while before he said slowly: "If you want to learn, you can learn, you say, when and where?"

"It's better to hit the day than to hit the day, for now, here it is. The smile on Himmler's face was retracted, and his tone suddenly became serious: "I finally came across an opportunity to make an example of the monkey, and it would be a pity to let him go." ”

Hearing Himmler's words, the middle-aged man's face turned blue all of a sudden, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you want to be powerful, you have to have real skills under your hands!"

With that, his whole body was whole, his clothes suddenly crumbled, and with a flick of his hand, a long nine-section steel whip reached his hand.

Then there was a flick, "pop, pop, pop, pop......" and an explosion sounded in the air.

Just looking at the kung fu of a flick, those with vision can see that this middle-aged man has the strength of countless masters, not to mention it!

The crowd dispersed, leaving a circular clearing around him.

Himmler also made a few light jumps into the middle of the field.

There is no impermeable wall in the world, and some information about middle-aged people has begun to spread through word of mouth.

This middle-aged man was a native of Tsosen, and he was one of the first to join after the German National Socialist Party established a branch in Tsosen. With his martial arts strength and ability and means, it didn't take long for him to replace the former head of the Cuosen branch and become the leader of the Cuosen City branch. Later, he took the initiative to be transferred to Berlin to catch up with the organizational reforms, and was finally placed in the internal picket detachment of the SS.

It is said that before he entered the organization, he was a well-known master in Cuosen City, and with his one-handed whip method, he was very famous in Cuosen City, and he was recognized as a master of martial arts. After entering the organization, calmly doing different tasks and accumulating merit points, he exchanged a high-level whip cheats, in the use of whips, the entire German National Socialist Party has no equal, even if he enters the foreign combat detachment with the most masters, with his strength, he can rank in the top ten!

In the face of the terrifying nine-section whip that constantly changed shape in the air, Himmler still had a smile on his face, not the slightest worry, or the appearance of a great enemy.

No one shouted to start, but the battle began tacitly.

With a soft "whoosh", the nine-section whip pierced the air and struck Himmler straight at himmler.

A little on the ground, Himmler dodged the blow with his head on one side.

But there was not a trace of disappointment on the face of the middle-aged man!

He uses a whip, not a sword, a nine-section whip, which can transform and change direction!

Sure enough, with a clever flick of his hand, the whip flipped in the air, changed shape, and flew down to Himmler's chest!

Himmler was turning his head sideways, and the blow was unavoidable!

Just when everyone thought that Himmler would be seriously injured under this blow.

There was a soft "snap", and the nine-section whip rolled back upside down.

If you can't dodge, just block it! Himmler slapped his palm and knocked the whip away!

"Oh, it seems that it was a mistake in intelligence, and I didn't expect you to exchange a palm technique. The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said, "But this palm technique doesn't seem to be strong enough." ”

Himmler did not answer, but walked towards the middle-aged man with a single step.

"Whew" the nine-section whip cut through the air again, and it could be seen from the sound that the force was several times stronger than before!

"Slap" was another knock, and the whip head was slapped away again.

The whip is like a serpent,

"Oh, it seems that it was a mistake in intelligence, and I didn't expect you to exchange a palm technique. The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said, "But this palm technique doesn't seem to be strong enough." ”

Himmler did not answer, but walked towards the middle-aged man with a single step.

"Whew" the nine-section whip cut through the air again, and it could be seen from the sound that the force was several times stronger than before!

"Slap" was another knock, and the whip head was slapped away again.

The whip is like a serpent,

"Oh, it seems that it was a mistake in intelligence, and I didn't expect you to exchange a palm technique. The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said, "But this palm technique doesn't seem to be strong enough." ”

Himmler did not answer, but walked towards the middle-aged man with a single step.

"Whew" the nine-section whip cut through the air again, and it could be seen from the sound that the force was several times stronger than before!

"Slap" was another knock, and the whip head was slapped away again.

The whip is like a serpent,

(To be continued.) )