Battle of the Third Reich

Footsteps in the hallway rang, and it was Mrs. Dorette who went to open the door, and then a soft conversation came from the door.

"The efficiency of the Guard Flag Team looks very good. I was surprised that they could find it so soon." Xu Jun raised his wrist and looked at his watch, turning his head to say to Dougan.

"I'm also curious about this. My head of state, perhaps a villager inadvertently leaked your whereabouts." Dogen walked to Xu Jun's side and turned to the door facing the living room.

There was a sound of leather boots stepping on the floor in the corridor, and then the commander of the guard flag team appeared in front of everyone.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" Captain Kahn von Stark bumped into his neat boots while raising his right arm to salute Xu Jun.

The empire's head was behind his back, and he nodded solemnly to his captain.

"Quiet, Captain." Xu Jun said in a deep voice.

Old Fredham was a little dumbfounded, and the head of empire in front of him turned out to be a savvy army marshal from the wise scholar who had just transformed into a ferocious army marshal in just a few seconds. The majestic breath made this academically involuntary effort straighten his waist.

"My head of state. The guard flag team is all in place and is always waiting for your dispatch." Stark raised his head and reported loudly.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Dr. Heinzberger, it looks like I have to go to see my soldiers first." Xu Jun turned his face and smiled at the doctor, the old man felt a sudden A warm spring breeze drove away the cold in the living room.

"Please feel free, my head." The doctor replied slightly.

"Disenhofen, Dougan." Xu Jun turned his head and glanced at the two adjutants, and then walked towards the outside of the living room.

"Keep up, Stark." After the Captain's side, Dougan whispered the order, and Stark quickly raised his chest to accept it.

"The head of state looks a little angry." Stark asked the boss anxiously after Dougan, he was not a fool, of course he would watch.

"Don't worry, it's not your fault, Captain, it's just that it's not the right time for you to come." Dougan whispered to the captain.

Xu Jun is indeed a little unhappy at the moment. No matter who is disturbed while chatting and having fun, his mood will not become very good.

The door of the small building was open, and Mrs. Dorydette was holding little Eliya, leaning on the door frame and looking out into the front yard. When Xu Jun and his party walked out of the living room, the old lady quickly put down Little Loli and nodded slightly to Xu Jun.

Ilya changed into a brand new green dress, still carrying a cute white bib, and saw the handsome head, and the little guy clumsily took the corner of the skirt to do a curtsy. I don’t know if it was his grandma. Teach it, it really looks like the real thing.

Seeing the serious look of this little girl, Xu Jun finally couldn't help laughing, and then he took off his military cap, and then buckled it in front of his chest to perform a bow.

Putting on the military cap again, Xu Jun squeezed his eyes at Little Elia, and then put on a serious expression again, striding out of the room with a stride.

The open field in the front yard of the farmstead, beside the road outside the fence wall, was now covered with guard flag soldiers wearing m32 dresses. The soldiers set up guard nets around the squad as a unit. The fully armed bullets were loaded. The machine gunners built fire points on both sides of the road. The snipers climbed into the barn with rifles.

"Pay attention to everyone! Stand upright!" Dogen stood in front of Xu Jun and issued a password aloud.

So the officers and men present stopped their work and stood upright.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" a second lieutenant shouted loudly while raising his arms diagonally, saluting the leader who had sworn allegiance to them.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" A uniform tribute suddenly sounded inside and outside the courtyard. A jungle of arms with black sleeves appeared in front of Xu Jun.

The head of empire raised his right arm and saluted his loyal soldiers. Seeing this scene, he no longer felt the slightest grievances in his heart. These soldiers were fulfilling their duties. On the contrary, his actions were full of willfulness and arrogance. Looking at this reverent face, Xu Jun felt a bit sad at this time.

"Soldiers! Your performance is very good this time, and I am very satisfied with you." Xu Jun shouted loudly to the officers and men.

"Captain Stark!" The head of state turned his head.

"I am here, my head." Stark hurried forward two steps, standing in front of the head.

"Report the list of the best performing soldiers and officers in this operation, and I will personally publish rewards to them." Xu Jun said loudly in front of all the officers and men.

"Obey, my head! Thank you very much, my head!" Stark didn't know why the head was so generous, but as a commander of the guard, he certainly wouldn't resign the honors he received.

"Very good, Captain Stark. Now the soldiers can be disbanded." Xu Jun ordered.

"Follow your orders, my head of state." Stark saluted Xu Jun again, and then turned to give orders to the officers and men in the courtyard.

"Disband, everyone returns to their respective positions! Hi! Reinhardt!"

"Observe, hi! Reinhardt!" The soldiers turned back immediately to resume their previous work.

"Stark, come here." Xu Jun walked to a chair by the wall of the building and sat down, then took a cigar from Disenhofen.

"Yes, my head." The guard captain trot forward.

"How did you find us." Xu Jun bit the cigar and struck the long match.

"What? My head?" Stark didn't hear the question.

"I asked, how did you find us?" Xu Jun said, lighting a cigar and spraying smoke.

"My head of state, we received a report from a test force and knew which road you were taking. Then we found the trace left by the tank track on the fork. After tracing the trace, we found your tank. "Stark reported.

"Then, we should leave no footprints." Xu Jun asked curiously, if they could find footprints so easily, they would not be lost in the forest.

But having said that, if they don’t get lost, they won’t encounter Little Eliya, and of course they won’t have those things behind. For Xu Jun, the biggest gain of this trip is to know the von Heinzberg family And set a new archaeological goal. If this matter is replaced by Himmler, I don’t know what will happen in the end.

"We didn't find any footprints, my head, but we brought "Cuchurin"." Stark replied respectfully.

"Damn it, that's what it is." Xu Jun looked back and smiled at Dougan.

"Kuchulin" is a gray Scottish deerhound, and there is also a Scottish Greyhound here in Germany. This large hunting dog is indeed of some Greyhound bloodline. After its bloodline is determined, the main work of this hunting dog It is to help Scottish hunters to hunt down huge mountain deer.

In the ancient Middle Ages, such hounds were only allowed to be raised by nobles above the count, and civilians and lower nobles kept the hounds privately, which would be a serious crime of arrogance. This was mainly to prevent private poaching, because the deer farms at that time were the territories of the nobles, and there was no more effective hunting machine than deer hunting dogs.

This kind of dog even became a kind of compensation for the upper class. It was said that turning in three deer hunters at that time could make a death sentence sentenced to death.

This "Churchus" of the guard flag team is a gift from the Scottish Parliament to the German head of state. Although it is only six months old, it is about the size of an adult Duberman in the guard.

This kind of dog will eventually grow into a behemoth, and the adult male dog can weigh about one hundred pounds, otherwise it is impossible to lay down an adult male deer alone. The adult deer hunting dogs have similar bloodlines, such as the Irish Wolfhound. There are few opponents in its class, so in addition to using it to hunt deer, Scottish hunters are usually used to hunt wild wolf and other harmful animals.

The guard flag team has a military dog ​​detachment. Xu Jun borrowed several Dubermans when he was hunting on the French front. He and Hitler have different tastes. Compared to the furry German shepherd, he prefers to look noble. A full, handsome and majestic Duberman dog.

"Cuchulin" was too young when he came to Xu Jun, and Xu Jun didn't have much time to take care of it. Suo ** gave the military dog ​​class to raise and train. This time, he was brought out by a trainer Because of his young age, he never thought about the usefulness of it. Unexpectedly, at a critical moment, it even traced the smell of the head of state, and successfully brought the guard flag team to the owner's side.

"Bring "Cuchulin", I want to reward it." Xu Jun said happily.

"Yes, my head." Stark nodded quickly, but before he turned around to arrange, a radio correspondent ran over with the radio on his back.

"Hi! Reinhardt!" The radio sergeant saluted Xu Jun, then turned to Stark and reported: "Sir, General Wehrler, he asked to speak with the head of state immediately."

This is the rule in the army. Unless Xu Jun personally intervenes, even if the head of state is in front of him, the soldiers cannot report it.

"I know, give me the radio." Xu Jun ordered.

"Observe, my head." The radio sergeant stepped forward two steps and handed the receiver to Xu Jun's hand.

"Weiler? I'm Reinhardt." Xu Jun said with the receiver.

"Well, rest assured, I'm fine, yes, Stark successfully grabbed me, and I will send him a medal." Xu Jun glanced at Stark, and the captain quickly raised his chest.

"What? Do you say it again?" Xu Junmeng stood up and raised his hand to cover the receiver.

"Has it been confirmed? It's the inside report of Odin's Eye? I think it should be more cautious. I'll wait for you here. Rest assured, I won't go anywhere. Just like that, the call is finished." Xu Jun put the receiver Hand it back to the sergeant.

"Is there an emergency happening? My head of state." Dogen asked with anxiety.

"No, Dougan, it's not an emergency." Xu Jun waved his hand and then sat back on the chair.

"Musolini died half an hour ago." The emperor's head held a cigar, and said indifferently.

ps: Finally caught up, continue to ask for monthly tickets, for recommendations, for clicks, for subscriptions, for everything that allows me to work hard to write. (To be continued.)