"Nothing happened? How can you pretend that nothing has happened? " Gruer stared at the French teacher coldly. "What are you going to do to ruin my country? Are you going to come as an ally when your two countries fight for victory? Why should we fight this kind of war? "
"But have you ever thought about it? Even if the Germans win this battle, they will still lose the war! Belgium will be buried with Germany then! You will all be buried with Germany! " The French division commander took out the last killer to intimidate these Belgian soldiers who love this land deeply.
"Belgium will not be buried! All this is my personal trip to gruer, and eventually I, a traitor, will be tried and others. "gruer was as handsome and beautiful as he smiled for the first time when he entered the room," and I have already made this realization. "
"Please! Let me go! " Negotiation and intimidation are all gone. The teacher has changed his attitude and begged.
"I’m sorry to give the Germans a gift. We will keep the surrender secret for a few days until the Germans gain an advantage and then announce it." gruer waved his hand to the soldiers to drag the French teacher out. "This is a small reward for betraying us! I believe that Gamelin and Gott will have a surprise then! "
Chapter 33 33 should live forever
On the streets of Berlin, people look in a hurry. The towering chimneys not far away have been smoking black smoke from morning until late at night. Now German factories are not worried about not having orders. They are worried that there are too many orders and they are still too busy to work overtime.
It’s a cold city. Pedestrians rarely say hello to each other. They have countless things to be busy. Cold iron gates in factories, cold iron windows in cars, cold rails in industrial areas, and cold hammers at the workbench … It can be said that Germany is now a cold country.
"Jingle!" The doorbell rang and the door was pushed from the outside. A man with high cheekbones walked into the corner shop of this block with a large-looking leather bag. He was not dressed in decent clothes, but he was clean. A pair of leather shoes looked old, but they were meticulous in care.
He hesitated outside for more than half an hour, dawdling from class until dinner time, when he pushed the door and came in. He looked a little flustered but more depressed. He lived in a building near here and was a standard class.
"oh! Mr. Pan Sen, the shopkeeper adjusted his nose and black glasses. As soon as he saw someone he knew come in, he immediately put his pen in his hand and greeted him with a smile. "Welcome. What can I do for you?"
"Boss, I’m here to buy some flour and potatoes." This man called Pan Sen walked into the store and looked around the store. He found that there was no other talent. "I heard that you have …"
"Mr. Pan Sen, I don’t know what you’re talking about. There are many potatoes here. I can choose some fresh ones for you." The boss said with a smile and no fluctuation in his tone. "But you should know that flour is a limited gift of the empire. You can go to the food ration to get it."
Pan Sen put the big leather bag on the counter in front of the boss and took out a few pieces that the imperial government promised not to depreciate. The new empire goldmark pushed it to the boss who kept smiling and begged, "I know you accept this kind of deal here. I want some flour. My little daughter is ill and she told me she wants white bread … Please."
"What else?" The boss put his hand according to a few goldmark face slightly rub the rub oblique eyes glanced at the mouth and asked.
"Ah?" The man looked up at the boss and didn’t know what to say.
"What else?" The boss asked 1 again
"Yes … yes!" The man quickly pulled out his purse and took out the remaining pieces of goldmark and handed them to the boss. Although he knew that the money in his hand was normal, he could buy a lot of flour, but in reality, most things in the rationing system could not be bought with money. He did not hesitate to take out the money.
The shopkeeper took the money, counted it, and pushed it back to the man. He turned around and took a sealed bag with the words "military supplies" written in bold black letters. Then he took out a tin can from the counter and saw that the package turned out to be pure natural butter.
"goldmark is flour money and butter money. Eating white bread without natural butter is a waste of food … Don’t tell others that I have butter here." The boss smiled and pushed two things to Pan Sen. "I hope your daughter can get better soon."
"Thank you so much …" The man was moved to tears. Most Berliners haven’t eaten natural butter for several years. Their luxury food is only margarine and brown bread.
"Jingle!" When the doorbell rang, Pan Sen was once again pushed from the outside before he looked back. When he looked back, he was immediately scared and changed his face. He felt that the sky had fallen and the world had been destroyed.
An SS officer followed by a soldier carrying a Mao Se 9k rifle walked leisurely into the front of the shop. The SS officer carried his hand behind his back, and the guard held the door in one hand and pulled the gun strap in the other. Two people were staring at Pan Sen, with flour and butter in his hand.
Quiet and quiet makes people tremble. Ding-ding is the reason why Pan Sen is holding a can of butter in his hand and bumping into the buttons of his purse. The reason is very simple. His hands are shaking.
The officer took a step forward with his hand behind his back, and Panser moved a little toe in fear. He also wanted to escape, but he lost his courage when he saw the SS soldiers carrying rifles at the door.
It is said that the SS are all trained demons, the most horrible cold-blooded killing machine in the empire, and they can smash your head with a gun from a kilometer away; They can penetrate dozens of enemy tanks with tanks in one breath; They will take people out of bed street in the middle of the night and cut their throats; They will eat people who are disloyal to the Fuehrer and divide their property.
Now it’s finally his turn to buy military supplies, but a felony can be sentenced to two years at most, and he will be sent to a terrible camp for punishment. He will work a little slack day and night and be beaten by people with whips and fists.
Thought of here, Panther couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. Sweat slipped from his forehead to the tip of his nose and he didn’t dare to wipe it by hand. Until the famous German official came to him, he didn’t even dare to move an inch.
"Flour and butter birthday party?" The officer’s finger pressed the flour bag to reveal a scary smile. "Is the ordinary class in Berlin so rich now?" It’s really extravagant. "
"His daughter was ill, so he managed to get some," said the boss with a smile. "What can I get you, sir?"
"How old is the daughter …?" The officer seemed to be interested and asked this by the counter.
"Ten … thirteen years old …" Pan Sen crustily skin of head replied.
"Thirteen years old … my son is sixteen." The officer took out his cigarette case and handed him a cigarette. "Smoke?"
"No, don’t smoke, thank you …" Panson was almost crying, and he was still in the mood to smoke. The SS arrested people and tortured them, but the citizens of Berlin had been courting for a long time. Pan Sen felt that he would definitely be hanged by the pole for a while
"You are so happy to have a daughter with you." The officer pulled out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, then put away his cigarette. He went on to say, "Last year, he joined the Fuehrer Youth Army Training Camp, and he still can’t see anyone."
While rambling, he took out some goldmark and handed it to the boss. "Give him a few more bottles of coke and I’ll treat our little patient to a drink."
"Sir … you …" Pan Sen felt that his brain was about to crash, and he couldn’t handle the current developments.
"Want to know what we don’t arrest you?" The officer still looks a little scary when he smiles, which is similar to facial muscle wrinkles. Some people are born with horror when they smile, and some people laugh like spring breeze. Obviously, this officer belongs to the former.
He smiled twice and then said, "What do you think I’m arresting you for? I know that in private, you call us demons, and we have indeed killed people and raided homes, but we are the SS and the Fuehrer’s pro-army. If we don’t do these things, who will do them? When I killed for the first time, I was sick and didn’t eat for three days … "
"Oh, why am I telling you this?" The SS officer sighed, then shook his head and laughed at himself. "Go, don’t be found."
These few minutes made Pan Sen feel as if it had been decades. He hunched his back and held his heavy leather bag with precious butter and flour and two bottles of fashionable drinks Coca-Cola. When he crossed the door and saw the SS soldier, the sense of relief almost made him collapse and faint, but he still walked to the end of the street.
As soon as he pushed the door of his house and saw his wife and daughter lying in bed, he suddenly laughed. The day is getting better and better. He has money and food, and recently he even wants to improve his life-all this is the benefit of Germany’s strength, isn’t it? Compared with the past Weimar Republic, he lost his job and wandered the streets, taking his wife and children to sleep in a small room.
It was the new economic stimulus plan that got him a job, but he got a high salary. As a result, he bought his own house and saved hundreds of dollars. If you think about it, it sounds like the head of state of SHEN WOO should really live forever.
"Business is good recently?" Watching Pan Sen go away, the SS officer casually asked the shopkeeper behind the counter.
Pan Sen doesn’t know how big an official the SS officer is, but the shopkeeper obviously knows that the SS is responsible for the intelligence collection in this school, which is also directly related to this shop.
"Business is good. People have a great demand for military flour, and General Reinhardt is really high. Even if these grains are put on the market, they will be looted. And we sell them in a scattered way, which not only alleviates the dissatisfaction of civilians with food quotas, but also makes a lot of money." The boss replied with a smile.
"This is Augustus’ plan for the Fuehrer. The whole plan includes stabilizing workers, gradually restoring the free trade of food, overtime subsidy system and many other aspects. The purpose is to enhance the sense of belonging and arouse the patriotic enthusiasm of all German people." The officer got up and walked away. "If there are too many, you can’t talk nonsense … Is there anything unusual recently?"
"Everything is all right". The manager still kept his kind smile. "The residents around here have always been honest."
The officer pushed the door out. "Then you keep busy and I’ll go to a store to have a look."
Chapter 34 34 There are happy events in the family
"oh! Oh! " The sound of women’s vomiting echoed in the richly decorated corridor, which made it seem a little lonely. As we walked along, we could see expensive paintings hanging on both sides of the wall and a very luxurious chandelier carpet.
The decoration of the German Power Center can be luxurious, but now it seems that everything here is a little old, although it is expensive. Since Hindenburg’s time, when it was also called the Presidential Palace, this building has not been renovated again. In Hindenburg’s time, it was because there was no money, but now it is because the Fuehrer refused to make waves.
In the early morning, Mercedes, the Fuehrer’s residence, washed away the liquid flowing from the corner of Mercedes’ mouth by washing her hands, the ceramic tile walls were pale and retching, and the tap was rushing and warm water was flowing.
A woman, naturally, knows what her present physical condition means, because she is not ready for it, and she doesn’t know how arcado will react when she knows about it.
And her career also reassured her. No, Mercedes is not a little woman. She is more obsessed with the career given to her by arcado. She loves the manager of Bai Lan Flower Group. She doesn’t know if all this will leave her if she has children. The fear and fear of the unknown make Mercedes, a strong woman, feel very bad these days.
She wiped her mouth, hung a towel on the wall, wiped her arms and closed her eyes, trying to stabilize herself and get back to the bedroom as soon as possible, but at this time, a pair of warm arms hugged her from behind.
Mercedes was startled by the sudden hug. She suddenly looked back and saw arcado’s smiling face, but it still failed to alleviate her fright, because she thought for the first time whether arcado would find out about her vomiting just now.
So she tried to calm down and smiled and touched arcado’s slightly unkempt hair and said, "Why did you wake up so early? Why don’t you get some sleep? Dear "
"I heard that you have a company meeting this afternoon?" Arcado hugged Mercedes and leaned against the beautiful woman’s shoulder, feeling it as smooth as satin, squinting and enjoying it, and asked.
It seems that he didn’t hear my vomiting sound. Mercedes barely felt relieved when he thought of it, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Things can still be kept secret for as long as possible, so that everyone can calmly think about the most correct solution.