Imperial Overlord

Looking at the familiar face in the mirror, looking at the face that once made me a little incomprehensible and a little unclear.

The beard of the mark, although it doesn't look deep, has already covered the fine wrinkles on his face, and the corners of his mouth that look mean.

A pair of beast-like eyes seemed to be able to see through a person's heart. These eyes seem to be able to penetrate a person's soul. Looking at these eyes in the mirror, it is as if all their secrets are being peeped by the other party.

Li Le retracted his gaze, because he was even a little scared. He was afraid that the acquaintance in the mirror would suddenly speak, and he was afraid that his secret would be seen through by the person in the mirror.

For such a long time, he had become accustomed to others raising their arms at him and shouting the slogan of Long Live the Führer. He is also used to giving orders to others, enjoying the glory of the superior.

But he still didn't like looking in the mirror, and he didn't like looking at this strange yet familiar face he was carrying in the mirror. Although this face still doesn't look old, Li Le still can't take the person in the mirror as himself when he is alone.

For a while, he had a very important speech, and now is the time for rest and meditation prepared for him by his subordinates. Outside is a long corridor, and after passing there, you reach the venue where the audience is full.

Li Le suddenly raised his palm and fiddled with the hair in front of his forehead with his fingers twice. The face in the shadow was still sharp-eyed, still the strongest portrayal of this era.

When someone knocked on the door, Li Le withdrew his gaze from the mirror. He frowned, wondering who would knock on his door at this time.

No one came back to disturb him unless there was very important information. So when Li Le heard the sound of the door, he said, "Come in!"

Bowman walked in with a report in hand, and he knew from the look on his face that what he was going to report this time was not a good thing for Germany.

"Victory! Head of State!" Bowman stood at the door, standing at attention in a very standard salute, then stepped forward, walked in front of Li Le, and reported: "The British fleet has entered Gibraltar."

He didn't say which fleet, but Li Le knew which British fleet he was talking about. Yesterday, the entire German executives were busy because Sirte was attacked by the British. Today, Bowman reported, of course, the matter of the Mediterranean Fleet.

"Cunningham... If there is a chance, get rid of this guy." Li Le clenched his fists, stood up, walked in front of Bowman, and said softly.

As if he was talking about a trivial matter, as if he was talking about something he was determined to achieve, without a trace of doubt, Bowman actually believed from the bottom of his heart that the head of state in front of him used the right tone when he said this.

"Let's go, anyway, we have time to play with these British guys!" Li Le said as he walked towards the door.

He stopped when he reached the door, turned his head to the side of the SS soldier waiting at the door and said, "Tell Adrian, let him start the "ghost plan", try to see if you can get rid of it Some people who get in the way."

"Yes!" The SS guard answered Li Le's order directly without looking sideways. Bowman, who was following Li Le, walked out of the room behind Li Le.

Since more and more shadow troops appeared, everyone no longer suspected that the Führer was in control of a terrifying espionage force. This force is not only supervising the enemy, but also supervising everyone!

In this country, on the vast land governed by the Third Reich, shadows are everywhere, as if they were real shadows.

As long as there is light, there seem to be shadows moving, and they are elusive around everyone, making everyone feel the sharp eyes of the head of state.

Step by step toward the podium, Li Le never said anything else. In fact, he was not annoyed by the whole body of the British Navy's Mediterranean Fleet, but only with a trace of regret.

Wanting to defeat the British Admiral with the Italian fleet, the wily Cunningham, Li Le had no hope from the very beginning.

If the Italian Navy can really defeat the British Navy's Mediterranean Fleet, Li Le will be happy and celebrate, but if it can't be done, Li Le will not feel angry.

This was originally an unexpected attempt, but the result of the attempt was no surprise.

What Li Le is thinking about now is how to face the battle situation after the Mediterranean Fleet merges with the H Fleet and becomes another strategic force.

If this powerful naval fleet was mainly aimed at the Italian Navy in the Mediterranean Sea, it can now enter the Atlantic Ocean at any time and become an opponent of the German Navy.

And the current state of the German navy is that the only good news for not being able to fight against such a formidable opponent may be that the fleet may not go north to the British mainland.

Through the dazzling lights, Li Le walked up the steps step by step, and finally reached the podium where he was speaking. Below were groups of celebrities, and below were groups of officers and reporters.

Everyone stood up and applauded, everyone raised their arms and cheered at the podium, and they shouted the head of state loudly, as if they were as crazy as a large group of fans who saw the star.

When Li Le stood in his place and pressed his palm twice against the people under the stage, the warm scene gradually quieted down, and the people sat back in their chairs and waited for the head of state to speak.

Li Le put his hands on the podium, put his mouth in front of the microphone, and said slowly: "In the past period of time, we have won too many times, and we have won so much that we have forgotten about the failure. ."

This opening made the people below give out good-natured laughter. Everyone knows how powerful the Third Reich is recently. This kind of power is no longer the kind of external power in the past, but a real power.

Just now, as the deputy minister of the Ministry of Industry of the Empire, Speer just gave his first speech since taking office. He reported his preliminary achievements in a relaxed manner, but this achievement has surprised everyone who understands the economy. stunned.

The German industrial sector completed the preliminary preparations for production increase in one month, and the production volume for next month is planned to be 70% higher than this month.

This is not a 70% increase in a certain indicator, but there are so many more planes, tanks, artillery, and trucks in the entire production efficiency, which will all be produced more than this month!

Those who can come to the venue and listen to the speech of the head of state in person are of course high-level people. There are powerful capitalists, behind-the-scenes bosses of factories, chaebols and celebrities. Speer's words are in their ears, and there is only one meaning that you will make more money!

"Look, if we didn't make one mistake, we would have almost forgotten the word failure in this world!" Li Le continued his speech, as if his style had become a talk show.

The people below followed suit, and the laughter gradually became warmer. Everyone thinks that the head of state may be in a really good mood today, and even the style of his speech has changed.

It is a pity that the German admirals who knew that the Führer could not be in a good mood today could not laugh at this time.

They didn't even dare to applaud, they could only sit there like a zombie, waiting for Li Le on the podium, suddenly changing his style of painting.

The port of Benghazi in Italy was attacked, causing heavy losses and heavy fires that have not been completely extinguished until now. The German port of Sirte, which was secretly built by the British, was discovered by the British and even attacked...

If it wasn't a fiasco, what would be a fiasco? Because they did not have their own maritime power in the Mediterranean region, the generals of the German navy felt extremely ashamed at this time.

There have also been generals who have proposed to let General Dönitz's submarine force transfer two to three submarines to carry out combat missions in the Mediterranean Sea.

Even Dönitz was loose, because of the support of the Führer and the successful use of tactics, Dönitz even thought that the deployment of less than five submarines was within the tolerable range.

It is a pity that, until now, the head of the Yuan has not approved any request for the appropriation of the Atlantic submarine force.

The head of state stubbornly ordered all submarines to concentrate on the implementation of combat orders in the Atlantic waters, and the main responsible for cutting off the British supply line in the Atlantic Ocean.

Li Le's strategy is very clear. His submarine force and his sea fleet exist only for one goal~www.wuxiaspot.com~ That is to sink more British transport ships and concentrate on doing more appropriate things!

As for the problems in the Mediterranean, then leave it to the Italian Navy to solve if it is not solved well, it has nothing to do with the German Navy.

Sure enough, after the head of state said two bad jokes, most people in the venue heard it, the head of state may be angry, and very angry.

So in the end the laughter disappeared embarrassingly, and everyone looked at the head of state on the podium, waiting for a storm to come.

The head of state standing there did not disappoint them, and a speech as sharp as a knife just kicked off.

"We failed! We were bombed by British planes in Benghazi! We were attacked by the British Mediterranean Fleet and lost many excellent soldiers!" After Li Le finished speaking, the podium was completely quiet, and some women's faces They were still smiling, but they quickly converged in embarrassment, as if they hadn't laughed before.

Li Le's sharp eyes were always like an eagle. He glanced at the familiar or unfamiliar faces under the podium, and many people even felt the tip of the knife pressed against their throats.