How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

In the corridor.

Song Xiaocheng had just opened the office door and was about to go to the bathroom to smoke when he saw several dark figures walking up from the corner of the stairs.

tap!tap!

The exquisite cowhide boots made regular footsteps on the wooden stairs.

They all have the same build and height, as if they were carved from the same mold.

His heart skipped a beat.

Black military uniform?

But he saw several soldiers in black M32 uniforms striding towards him.

Song Xiaocheng's expression changed slightly.

Even though I was a poor student, I had watched several movies about the war and was familiar with German military uniforms.

After entering the challenge, he also complained about why he was wearing an iron-gray uniform instead of his favorite M32 black uniform.

Because the styles of military uniforms are different, they represent different identities.

People wearing iron-gray uniforms like his usually wear ordinary soldiers.

The black uniforms represented the Imperial Guard and even the secret police, which was called Gestapo in German.

Gestapo!

What does the Gestapo do?

The sharpest and cruelest fang under the command of the failed student, responsible for resolving all hidden dangers in the empire.

Why are these people here?

Did he discover our identities?

Feeling guilty, Song Xiaocheng gripped the door handle tightly, not even daring to breathe for a moment.

But then I realized that I was overthinking.

Several Gestapo strode past where he was. When they passed by Song Xiaocheng, they didn't even bother to look at him and left quickly.

Song Xiaocheng was about to breathe a sigh of relief when he noticed someone stopped in front of him.

This person was walking at the end of the team. He didn't follow the pace of the people in front of him. He walked leisurely, so Song Xiaocheng didn't notice him.

Song Xiaocheng shuddered all over, and immediately stood up straight, making a not-so-standard salute gesture.

"Hello, sir!"

The man in front of him was about forty years old, with handsome features, fair skin, a high nose bridge and deep blue eyes.

Especially the other person's short golden hair, which was faintly visible behind the brim of his hat, making him look strong and energetic.

He was very tall, nearly 1.9 meters, and looked down at Song Xiaocheng seriously.

Song Xiaocheng was stared at by the other party and was so nervous that she couldn't breathe.

Damn it, why are you looking at me?

Should I kneel down and salute you?

The other party suddenly smiled, raised his hand slightly, pointed five fingers upwards in return, and spoke gently.

"Exempt soldier, your hat is askew!"

As he spoke, he actually reached out and helped Song Xiaocheng put on his hat before striding away.

Song Xiaocheng was almost scared to death. Seeing the other party continue to move forward, he couldn't help but shout.

"Sir, your hat seems to be crooked..."

He regretted it after he shouted.

Rely on!

Why should I remind others with my useless mouth?

Although he couldn't recognize the rank of the shoulder straps on the other person's shoulders, he was obviously a senior figure in the Gestapo.

Isn't it suicidal to say that someone's hat is worn crookedly?

really.

The other party paused again, turned around to look at Song Xiaocheng, and smiled.

He did not straighten his hat, but pointed at it.

"Exempt soldier, this is the honor I earned with my military merits!"

After saying that, he turned around and left again, heading towards Heisenberg's office.

Song Xiaocheng breathed a sigh of relief after seeing several other people enter the house one after another.

Motherfucker!

It's so handsome.

After a moment of sighing, seeing that Wang Luxiang had not yet come out of Otto Hahn's office, he finally took out a cigarette from his pocket and went into the toilet.

As soon as you enter, the place is filled with smoke, like the Normandy beach where the battle is fierce.

Song Xiaocheng almost fell down due to the smoke. Seeing several soldiers also smoking, he chuckled, passed cigarettes around to everyone, then lit one for himself and couldn't help complaining.

"Brothers! Can we take turns to slack off from now on? Look, the bathroom is almost becoming an Allied position. Even the bravest soldiers won't be able to find the enemy targets after entering!"

"Hahaha……"

Several soldiers laughed out loud and even joked.

"Lucas (Song Xiaocheng's name), if you go to the front line, you will definitely overturn the lair of those bastards!"

Song Xiaocheng smiled and said nothing.

He understood that most of the people in front of him who were able to stay in the Uranium 235 Club were senior and well-connected people.

No need to go to the battlefield, no need to go to the front line, no need for even exercises or training.

After all, in the summer of 19, the global war was extremely fierce, and tens of thousands of people died on the battlefield every day.

This should be the safest and most comfortable place.

Although he didn't know what his background was, it was obviously not bad.

After chatting for a while, Song Xiaocheng took a deep puff of cigarette and blew out a beautiful smoke ring, and couldn't help asking.

"Hey, guys! I just saw the Gestapo coming. Nothing's going to happen today, right?"

He asked deliberately with the intention of finding out some information.

Gestapo?

A few guys who were slacking off were startled for a moment, then relaxed.

"Hey, what's going on? Those guys come here all the time."

"Yes! Whenever we submit a research and development report to the higher-ups, they will send someone to pick it up. Sending them is definitely the safest and most reliable way."

"It looks like Mr. Heisenberg or Mr. Hahn will have to hand in homework again today, hahahaha..."

The casual responses from several people made Song Xiaocheng slowly feel relieved.

Yes.

A critical research and development report must be submitted before the end of get off work today to determine the future fate of the empire.

Naturally, the Gestapo had to come in person to pick up such an extremely important document.

He couldn't help but laugh: "I see, damn! Do you know that you almost scared me just now."

"A guy who looked like an officer suddenly stood in front of me and said that my hat was crooked, and he helped me straighten it. I reminded him that his hat was also crooked. Guess what he said? He said that this was an honor he earned through military merit...hahahaha..."

Song Xiaocheng laughed twice, but found that everyone was looking at him as if he were an idiot.

He couldn't laugh anymore and asked apprehensively.

"What...what's the matter, guys? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Seeing Song Xiaocheng's frightened look, several people didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Lucas, you are really a rookie. Don't you know that only soldiers who have made special military achievements or have been commended by the empire can wear their military caps crookedly on any occasion?"

kindness?

This touched upon Song Xiaocheng's blind spot in knowledge.

Seeing that he really didn't understand, someone kindly explained it to him.

After listening for a while, Song Xiaocheng suddenly realized.

It turns out that in the Imperial Army, not everyone has the right to wear their military cap askew.

Only soldiers or officers who have fought bravely and have been commended by the empire can wear their hats tilted.

It was an added bonus, a convention, a symbol of status above other common soldiers.

After all, heroes are always respected.

"So that's it..."

Song Xiaocheng suddenly realized what was going on. The cigarette in his hand was about to finish, so he simply lit another one, not wanting to go back to the office immediately.

Since he knew the existence of the Gestapo outside, he wanted to hide away.

What if my identity is discovered?

If the other party really asks some common sense and routine questions, I'm afraid I won't be able to answer any of them.

But he kept silent, and several soldiers became curious.

A Gestapo who can wear his military cap crookedly?

Someone asked, "Lucas, what does that person look like? What level is he?"

Song Xiaocheng thought for a while while smoking and then answered.

"Uh... probably in his forties, very tall, with fair skin, and handsome features, but a little worse than mine."

"He has blond hair and dark blue eyes, and he looks very serious..."

Song Xiaocheng didn't notice that as he described the situation, several soldiers stopped smoking and their mouths gradually widened.

He continued, "Oh, that guy had epaulettes, but I didn't recognize him. Haha, as you know, my academic performance has always been at the bottom. But that guy's epaulettes seemed to have three oak leaves and two stars embroidered on them..."

boom!

Hearing this, all the soldiers who were smoking in the toilet were shocked and stunned.

A second later, they threw away the cigarettes in their hands at the same time and rushed out in a swarm, cursing as they ran.

"Oh my god! Damn it! Lucas!"

"You know what? That's the chief of the guards, the head of the Gestapo..."

"?6?8?6?8Admiral Reinhard!"