The conference room was quiet, but there were indeed people in the room. They were several staff officers from the staff department. They were preparing for the military meeting and transferred some documents from the confidential room to the conference room table. During their work, They remained silent, no one spoke, and they only occasionally glanced at the person sitting in the corner of the conference room. In the opinion of the staff, that person seemed to be a little out of tune with the atmosphere here, because that person was an old man with an oriental face. , first of all, he is an East Asian, and secondly, he is not a soldier or a politician, and it is hard to say whether he even has German nationality. Niu Wen Novels~Read novels online [-ttzw365. -] Free text update! That Oriental is Mr. Q. These young staff officers in the general staff have no idea about his background, but since the person sitting with Mr. Q is actually the leader of the SS and Gestapo, Sim Lai, then the staff would not dare to suspect that Mr. Q sneaked into the conference room. However, although he and Mr. Q have been sitting on the sofa in the corner of the conference room for a few minutes, Himmler has never spoken to Mr. Q. The two have remained silent since being led into the conference room by his secretary. Himmler was studying a watch on his hand very seriously, while Mr. Q was sitting on the sofa opposite, reading very carefully a pamphlet he carried with him, a German pamphlet. The meeting will start in half an hour. This is a military meeting. Neither Mr. Q nor Himmler are on the list of participants. However, the head of state's personal secretary Bowman invited these two uninvited guests into the conference room. This is Why? Is this a direct order from the head of state? The staff members curiously speculated and continued the work at hand. In addition to moving documents, they also had to be responsible for setting up the meeting venue and sorting out the several battlefield situation maps. These were supposedly military secrets. It was hard to tell what was sitting in the corner. The staff were careful as to whether the two uninvited guests had the authority to contact them. There were usually at least two staff working in the conference room. Heavy and slow footsteps sounded in the corridor. The staff immediately realized who was coming, and they also noticed that Himmler, who was playing with his watch, immediately raised his head. Only the mysterious Mr. Q remained. Holding the pamphlet and reading with his head down, he didn't seem to notice the very tired-sounding footsteps coming from the corridor. A figure flashed at the door of the conference room. The first person who walked in was Bowman, the private secretary of the head of state. Then, a man who looked exhausted appeared. It was none other than Adolf Hitler, the head of the German Third Reich. As usual, , his hands were still behind his back, and his back was still arched, which made his tired look even more serious. "Pa" The German staff officers in the conference room immediately stood at attention. Although they did not shout "Hi Hitler", the sound of neat footsteps finally attracted Mr. Q's attention. He raised his head and saw the tired-looking man. The unbearable German head of state hurriedly stood up, and at this time, Hitler had already walked less than five steps away from him. "What are you reading? Do you mind if I take a look?" Although it sounded like Hitler was asking for Mr. Q's permission, in fact, when he asked, one of his hands had already been stretched out. Mr. Q handed over the German pamphlet in his hand and explained it. "It's "Traditional European Cooking Techniques," His Excellency the F¨¹hrer." "Are you learning cooking now?" Hitler handed the German pamphlet back and asked casually. "Yes, Your Majesty the Head of State." Mr. Q nodded. Hitler motioned to the staff to leave, and then sat on the sofa exhausted. Others were also motioned to sit down, and Mr. Q was invited to sit next to him. "As for cooking, Germans have never paid much attention to this kind of thing, but the French attach great importance to it. The French pay attention to enjoyment. It's a pity that the ingredients in the French's kitchens are very monotonous now." Hitler's words made Bao Bao Mann and Himmler both laughed, and Mr. Q also laughed, but he also thought that the joke was not funny. The French people were short of food and monotonous. This was thanks to Germany. If the Nazis did not give France money every month, If an order is issued to collect food, the French tables will not become empty. Hitler's words are just a vile joke of the conquerors mocking the conquered. What's more, the German tables are not very luxurious now. The war It has seriously dragged down Germany's economy, which has led to a rampant black market. Even Mr. Q usually has to go to the black market to get some consumer goods that are difficult to find on the market. "In addition to the French, the Chinese are also very particular about cooking. It is said that China's cooking skills are the most complex in the world. But what surprises me is that although the Chinese enjoy life very much, they are not like the French. Decadent. Mr. Q, if I didn¡¯tIf I remember correctly, you were from faraway China, right? " Hitler's last question made Mr. Q's heart skip a beat. He tried his best to stay calm and nodded. "Yes, Your Excellency, at that time, I was still a Chinese tea merchant. Mr. Q was trying to figure out what Hitler meant by these words. Last night, as soon as he returned to his apartment in the suburbs of Berlin, he received a call from Himmler. Himmler invited him to meet with the F¨¹hrer this morning. He also emphasized that this was an order from the head of state. At that time, Mr. Q felt strange that Hitler had not spoken to him face-to-face for some time since the last farewell in the Germania Bunker, and now he suddenly took the initiative to invite him as a guest. Things were a bit strange. After weighing the situation, Mr. Q accepted the invitation because he knew very well that now was Colonel Stauffenberg¡¯s best opportunity to take action. As a member of the action team, he must remain calm no matter what. , so he followed Himmler to this manor in the suburbs of Berlin, and met Hitler. What surprised Mr. Q was that Hitler now seemed to be more than ten years older. Is this also a stand-in? Mr. Q was worried about this from the beginning. If the Hitler in the manor was also a stand-in, then today's operation would have to be cancelled. However, when Hitler started speaking, Mr. Q was basically sure of this. The person is Hitler himself. After having been with Hitler for so many years, Mr. Q is still very familiar with the look on his face when he speaks, and others cannot imitate him. "When it comes to China, I have always had a feeling. I think that if it weren't for the 'Far East. If a madman were to be the president of China, it would be impossible for China to develop and become stronger so quickly, and the situation of this war would definitely be completely different. "Hitler's next words made Mr. Q even more confused. Is he going to talk about Zhao Zhenhua? "Mr. Q, please make a fair evaluation. If the 'Far East Madman' is the head of Germany, can Germany avoid defeat? ? " As soon as Hitler raised this question, the scene became eerily quiet. Bowman immediately lowered his head and looked at his knees, while Himmler made a dumbfounded expression, and then fixed his gaze on Mr. Q's Face. ¡°What does the head of state mean? "Mr. Q frowned. There seemed to be no logic in what the other party said, which made him a little confused. "I mean, if the person who led the National Socialist Party was not me, but the 'Far Eastern Madman', then what would Germany be like today? What kind of posture should we stand in Europe? " "I can't answer this question. However, one thing I can see clearly is that compared to China, Germany's strategic disadvantage is too obvious. Germany is all industrial countries, while China, except Japan, has almost no industrial power. Although Russia It is also an industrial country, but the problem is that Siberia is not suitable for the development of large industry. In other words, China only needs to defeat Japan to basically establish its strategic advantage, but Germany must not only defeat France and the United Kingdom, but also Poland, the Czech Republic, and the Soviet Union. , from this aspect, it is very difficult for Germany to establish a strategic advantage. Although Germany's industrial base is indeed stronger than China, Germany has too many enemies. "Mr. Q carefully analyzed it. This is just his personal opinion. After living in Germany for many years, he also paid special attention to this information. Before the war, he concluded that if Germany wants to lead Europe, it must be in the East. To win over a strong enough ally, the ideal ally should be China, but China has never formed an alliance with Germany, and Japan, an island country alone, is obviously unable to attract sufficient military power from the United States and the United Kingdom. ¡°You mean, Even if it is led by the 'Far East Madman', Germany cannot establish its strategic advantage in Europe? ¡No, no. My idea is completely different from yours. I think that if Germany was led by a "Far East Madman", then Germany would probably have unified Europe in 1940 and would have permanently ensured this strategic advantage. My opinion is supported by evidence. Before the Great Depression, the 'Far East Madman' was able to accurately foresee the economic crisis that swept the world. I think he may have a prophetic ability that ordinary people do not have. This kind of Man is superman. "Hitler's analysis surprised Mr. Q. Hitler always believed that he was Superman, but now he admits that a foreigner is also a Superman. This is a bit strange. Mr. Q certainly knows that the Nazis are very interested in some mystical things. But to be honest, if someone has any "prophetic ability", Mr. Q will not believe it at all. Back then, Zhao Zhenhua ended his political training ahead of schedule and took the initiative to transfer power to the democratically elected president. This move was quite shocking. However, domestic public opinion generally believes thatThis was President Zhao's noble and honest action, but no one has ever said that it was Zhao Zhenhua's retreat to avoid the economic crisis that swept the world. After all, the Great Depression happened some time after Zhao Zhenhua left office. The explosion in the United States. If someone can foresee it, then he is either a god or has some other way to calculate the approximate time when the Great Depression will come. But is this possible? Obviously impossible. The conference room was quiet for a moment, Hitler was meditating, Mr. Q was frowning and thinking, and Bormann and Himmler, who were sitting with him, had blank expressions until the footsteps of a general sounded. "Your Majesty the Head of State, everyone attending the meeting is here." After saying that, the National Defense Force general glanced at Mr. Q. It seemed that he still wanted to say something to the Head of State, but it was not convenient to say it here. "He is my friend, just say so." Hitler nodded. "I just received the news that the 'Manstein Line' was hit by a nuclear attack early this morning. Moreover, it can be confirmed that the atomic bomb used in the attack was not dropped by a bomber." The news brought by the general made all Germans present. They were shocked. They really didn't expect that the Allies would take action so quickly. "What are our losses?" Hitler frowned and asked the general. "The German Army basically suffered no losses because Field Marshal Manstein had already issued a retreat order last night." "What? A retreat order? Who ordered him to retreat? Where is Manstein now?" Hitler was furious. , this news really shocked him, even more shocking than the nuclear attack on Manstein's defense line by the Allies, because it seemed to indicate that someone in the Wehrmacht had begun to openly disobey his orders, and this person was still a Field Marshal, which also reminded him of another Field Marshal. "Marshal Manstein has transferred the headquarters of Army Group South to Bulgaria, but for the specific situation, we still need to wait for the telegram from Army Group South. All the news we know now is delivered by the Turkish government." "Convene a military meeting immediately. "Convene a military meeting." Hitler stood up. Although he tried desperately to suppress his anger, others could see the extreme anger in his heart from his trembling hands. Mr. Q also stood up. Then, he saw the German head of state extending his hand to him, so he also extended his hand and shook the other person's hand. "Originally, I had many things to say to you, but now, I have more important things to deal with. I am very happy to meet you, my foreign friend." Hitler's last words of farewell made Mr. Q fall into After pondering, what did he mean? Before Mr. Q could figure it out, he had already been led out of the conference room by a staff officer. After walking a few steps, the roar of the head of state could be heard behind him, but Mr. Q didn't know who he was roaring at. It was Bao Bao. Mann or Himmler? Considering Himmler's identity, could it be that there was something imprudent in his actions that led him to be caught by the head of the secret police? With a trace of apprehension, Mr. Q followed the staff officer and turned the corner of the corridor. At this moment, he saw a group of officers coming towards him. Some of the officers were people he knew. Among them was "the one who had been relieved of military command" "Desert Fox" Marshal Rommel, and behind him, there was another acquaintance, Colonel Stauffenberg, and the colonel's right hand was holding a bulging briefcase. , it is the briefcase that Mr. Q gave to the colonel in the cake shop yesterday afternoon. If the colonel's actions go well, then this war may end soon, and this meeting may be Mr. Q's last meeting with Hitler. As for Hitler's original intention of calling Mr. Q here, What may become another historical mystery. [Niu Wen¡¯s advertisement-free novel dedication]