Imperial Overlord

The beautiful Louvre Museum did not seem to satisfy the head of state, so the entire visiting group seemed to be covered with a thick cloud, as if a dull thunder was suffocating.

In the entire delegation now, Heydrich and Speer are worried because they have their own tasks and only think about themselves, and have no time to chat with others.

The same goes for Goebbels. His Excellency the Führer changed the propaganda plan and began to take care of the French people's emotions, so he was also a little busy.

The rest of Himmler and Goering got together, but they didn't know what the Führer, who was walking in front, was preparing.

At noon, all the places originally scheduled to be visited in the afternoon were temporarily cancelled.

The curious Parisian citizens on the street watched the SS soldiers stand guard on both sides of the road, and watched the long motorcade leave through the Arc de Triomphe in a mighty manner.

The patrolling Army Defense Forces soldiers lined up neatly, with their weapons erected at their feet, their chins raised to greet the passing convoy of heads of state.

Li Le was very familiar with this scene. He suddenly stood up and raised his arms to the high-spirited Wehrmacht soldiers in the distance.

"My God! The Fuhrer! It's too dangerous to do this!" Mi Shi, who was in charge of the Fuhrer's safety, quickly pulled Li Le, hoping that he could sit in his convertible honestly.

But Li Le insisted on standing up and impromptu salute those soldiers: "Get out of the way, those are my soldiers, I should let them see me!"

"Someone stabbed you just last night, now it's better to be careful!" Bowman, who was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, also quickly persuaded.

Li Le didn't want to let go of such an exciting opportunity to pretend, so he replied calmly, "That's my loyal and heroic warrior, they just defeated France! Who can assassinate me in front of them?"

"Long live the Führer!" "Victory! Führer!" Sure enough, Li Le's pretence paid off, and the soldiers of the Wehrmacht in the distance let out a shout that sounded like a mountain, resounding over Paris.

Li Le retracted his arms with satisfaction, then sat back in his car, enjoying the voices of countless hugs, and smiled triumphantly at Bowman who looked back at him.

In the eyes of Misch and Bauman, this dubious Führer is really crazy, just like the fake Führer from yesterday.

"He is the head of state, at least, he is the man I am familiar with!" Sitting in the car behind, Goebbels excitedly heard the shouts of the soldiers of the Wehrmacht outside.

He proudly said to his secretary: "Remember that year we won the election? He stood there and everyone shouted his name."

Goebbels worshipped the Führer with personal feelings. He was similar to a die-hard fan of later generations. He was the kind of person who put his passion and belief on the Führer.

So when he saw the infectious moment, he immediately put aside those doubts in his heart, and felt that the man in front of him was the real head of state who had died.

As for the dead one... Well, Goebbels thinks that person is a substitute, at least for now.

When Li Le arrived at the train station, the envoy from Vichy France and two officers finally caught up with the head of state who was wandering around.

As soon as these three people saw Li Le, they hurried forward to explain the assassination last night.

They took action as soon as they got the news. After all, annoyed Germany is not good news for France today.

France can no longer afford to lose any troops, and the war with Germany has already lost its pants. At this time, it is impossible for the French to hand over their shameless underwear.

When Churchill mobilized France to fight, he was persuading France to put on the last pair of underwear—he failed, and the French chose to surrender, surrendering to Germany to ease the pain caused by the war.

The Germans won too easily, and Manstein's genius plan defeated the main force deployed by France in Belgium. The war is in its current state, and there is no reason for it to continue, except that France is in ruins.

So Petain formed a provisional government, negotiated with the Germans, and finally signed a peace treaty, leaving most of France behind amid the scolding.

"Yuan Xiansheng... We just heard about what happened yesterday. The Chinese government is willing to issue a statement to apologize for the attack on you in Paris, and to assist the relevant German authorities in their investigation." Sure enough, the other party apologized as soon as he opened his mouth.

France is absolutely unwilling to break the peace treaty at such a time, otherwise it would be impossible to reject the appeal of the British ally and unilaterally surrender to the Germans.

In fact, when they heard the news that the Führer was assassinated, Pétain and his staff were horrified. Not only did Pétain himself immediately send his own envoy to explain, the Vichy French government even launched an investigation into the matter faster than the German SS.

"As a friend of the French people, I really don't want to see the two countries that have just achieved peace go to war again." Li Le stared into the eyes of the French envoy and said this.

Why is Li Le so willing to use the action of "staring"? Because the Führer's eyes are perfect for this man-marking action—his eagle-like eyes would terrify anyone.

In the various photos left by the head of state, those eyes full of oppression will leave a deep impression on people. This is a way for him to show his momentum and put pressure on his opponent, and Li Le is also very willing to use it.

The effect is very obvious, at least the French envoy's original fear has doubled immediately. Although Li Le said the word peace, everyone knew that he would have a miraculous turn afterward.

"But!" Sure enough, the magical turning point came like this: "After all, I encountered an assassination in the suburbs of Paris... Are you going to just say a few words and expose this matter?"

Without waiting for Petain's envoy to speak, Li Le continued: "Just yesterday, my intelligence department learned of a 'fish' plan... You still have to figure out how to get Petain and his people to explain to me about the Let's talk about the 'cargo' on the Bayan!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand and patted the other person's shoulder, and put on a sincere style: "It is a big thing to transport thousands of tons of 'hard currency', and it is impossible to keep it completely secret. of."

"And you have to know that when these things fall into the hands of the enemy, it won't do any good to Petain, you, or us." He squeezed out a terrifying smile while saying that, probably scaring his psychological qualities. Not so nice people.

Before the French were defeated, they rushed out a lot of gold to other countries, and the Third Reich never got this huge amount of gold. After all, Li Le's time to travel was a little late, and he didn't have time to prevent this painful loss.

So he had to stop another unfortunate thing, that is, the "Battle of Port Kebir" that the United Kingdom is deploying, which severely damaged the French Navy.

He wants to tie the French navy to his chariot to supplement the lame and suffocated navy under the powerful military force of the Third Reich.

You know, as the saying goes, "a century-old navy", in order to build a truly powerful naval fleet, it takes at least 100 years of training and experience.

In the face of the mighty British naval power, whether it is Germany's once mighty High Seas Fleet or the current Imperial Navy, they all seem so vulnerable.

Not only is he completely inferior in terms of equipment level and training, but there is even an insurmountable gap in psychology. Li Le even felt that even if they kidnapped the French and Italian navies, the Axis powers at sea would not necessarily be better than the British.

Because like the German admirals, the French Navy and the Italian Navy are either not ready for war, or they were scared out of their minds a hundred years ago, and they have been bullied for thousands of years. Role - The three students who have been beaten together don't necessarily dare to say that they can beat the teacher, right?

"Actually, I am more interested in another piece of information than the fact that you robbed and transported the 'materials'." Li Le continued to tell the French envoy in order to realize his lofty ambition of uniting all forces that can be united.

"The British fleet code-named H is assembling, and its target is Algeria." Before Li Le boarded the train, he said the last sentence to the French envoy: "There is no German fleet there, am I right?"

Hearing what the frightening head of state said, the French envoy didn't care about continuing to dwell on the assassination of the head of state. He didn't have the golden life of the head of state. With the original words of the head of state, he quickly flew back to France today by plane. .

Li Le could only try his best to prevent what was about to happen. He got on the train and returned to his base camp, Berlin, to prepare better arrangements for the upcoming British air battle.

But of course he was willing to give the British some trouble before the British air battle began. For example, the battle of Port Kebir, which is about to start, is worthy of his careful consideration.

Although, the German fleet is still weak, and there is no possibility of entering the Mediterranean. But if the British fleet's actions are known in advance, it may still be an easy task to win the war with pre-deployment.

So, Li Le planned to get in touch with the Italian leader after returning to Germany, to get in touch with the "deep fighting friendship".

However, there was no time for Li Lechang to think that he won the first battle after crossing the road. The train carriage he was in welcomed the first person who came to visit him—Secretary Bowman.