Imperial Overlord

Mulakov stood at his post, wearing a suit of poor fabric, and his chest was still embroidered with a six-pointed star representing Jewish identity. 【Read the latest chapter】

It is a sign that represents identity in the factory, and it can make people distinguish the identity of these Jews at once.

However, it is fundamentally different from when he just came here, and the current identity of Mulakov has changed.

He was wearing a suit, so he was a steward. He was responsible for managing the Jewish workers around him and making them work hard.

He has no right to restrain the German workers who work with him, but because of his managerial status, the workers respectfully call him "Mr. Murakov" when they see him.

He had the opportunity to see his wife and children every weekend, and to spend his weekends in another concentration camp with decent conditions.

Because of working hard in the factory and cooperating with German managers, Mulakov can earn many "points" every month, which can allow him to exchange enough daily necessities.

In this way, he can use his own efforts to rent a separate room for his family, and he can let his son and daughter learn German and the prescribed German textbooks.

Likewise, his family was able to eat something nice every day and enjoy a walk in the camp.

Compared to other Jewish concentration camps that were completely unable to squeeze production capacity, his place was almost no different from heaven.

But recently, he has also fallen into a terrifying crisis, which makes him in a bad mood.

"Mr. Murakov!" Two German workers walked past him with wrenches, and he quickly smiled and nodded.

This is a habit he developed when he was a worker. His humble attitude won him the appreciation of German high-level officials, and he also saved him from danger in many dangerous times.

A few days ago, a Jew like Mulakov proposed to him a plan to save his fellow citizens.

They plan to negotiate with the representatives of the German factories that manage here, asking the German managers to allow them to exchange their excess "points" for cheap food to feed more Jews.

Many Jewish workers are worried about their compatriots. After they have supported their families, they want to rely on more efforts to save more compatriots in the concentration camps.

It is a pity that Mulakov is not interested in this suggestion at all. His principle of life is very simple, that is, just take care of everything in front of you.

In Mulakov's view, for those Germans who have already controlled their own life and death, they should adhere to the principle that more is worse than less, and not doing too much is the best policy.

The best result would be to just do the work yourself, let the other side find fault, and then these horrible Germans will forget his existence over time.

That is to say, he is not looking for trouble, and there is no problem. Using mediocre performance to make the other party completely forget him, he can save his relatives and his own life in this chaotic and crazy era.

He thought about it, walked to a machine that was working, and saw two of his little apprentices, who were producing bullet casings with the machine.

The shells of these bullets are encapsulated with gunpowder, turned into murderous munitions, and transported to the front lines.

But these are also life-saving medicines. As long as they can make this kind of thing day and night, their families can survive in the German concentration camps and have limited freedom!

Women and children can go to the C court at dinner time, and even receive daily necessities such as soap and clothes-this has made Mulakov very satisfied.

As for where did the clothes come from... These old clothes were chosen by the women themselves from the supplies they brought in, and they were considered a kind of reward.

As for where they came from, no one knows. Mulakov's wife is a relatively preferred group of Jewish family members.

She can often see some clothes with good materials, as well as some decorations such as scarves...

The slaughter is not reduced, but the slaughter of useful people has been reduced by the Führer's reasonable arrangement.

"Pay attention to the angle! Don't let these things be scrapped! You've already used up almost half of the waste quota... If there is another problem, think about your parents!" Mulakov looked at the two clumsy young workers, warned.

"Understood! Mr. Murakov!" The two teenagers in overalls with the same six-pointed star embroidered on their chests nodded quickly, and then the work at hand became more convenient.

The workers who can come to this factory are all well-informed and willing to cooperate, so most of their personalities are similar to Mulakov, the type of resignation.

As for the rest - Mulakov visited several other labor camps only last weekend and saw the SS executions with his own eyes.

Several Jewish workers who thought they would not be caught produced 35 howitzer shells, all of which were defective and had problems in their use.

Originally, the German management of artillery shells was relatively strict, and the artillery shells provided by this labor camp were not directly used by the German army on the battlefield.

These numbered artillery shells were used as training shells by the second-line troops, and they were used for similar random inspections - in the end, these shells did not fire.

As a result, the shell manufacturers were held accountable, and then these daring Jewish workers were found.

The consequence was very simple. Their family members were hanged in the square of the concentration camp, and these people were detained at the time to observe the entire execution process.

For the Jews, the SS were not good men and women, on the contrary they were terrible demons. These devils kill without blinking an eye, or they don't treat Jews as human beings at all.

Although Li Le has set out many categories of amnesty and rescued a large number of Jewish workers, he cannot reverse the overall situation in Germany after all.

The people below are still rude to Jews, especially disobedient Jews. The hatred buried in the crystal night has taken root and sprout on this land, and the demon flower that eats people has bloomed - to make up for it, it can only rely on time.

"Be careful! This is related to the lives of your family!" Looking at the two apprentices, Mulakov squeezed a smile on his face, and he instructed again with love.

He's a good guy, if it wasn't for this **** age, not for this **** war, he wouldn't even find himself a good guy.

"If there is anything that you can't handle yourself, let me know as soon as possible, understand?" He said finally, and left with his hands behind his back.

The two teenagers looked at Mulakov's disappearing figure and spat into the corner: "The guy who worked for the Germans! He still thinks he can't do it!"

There are countless machines roaring here. Compared with the previous time, there are five times more machines and workers here.

There is a lot of noise in the factory now, and if you don't speak loudly, you can't hear what the other party is saying. Therefore, they are not afraid that others will hear their murmurs and vent their emotions to the fullest.

However, the passing SS officers still let them both swallow a mouthful of saliva. They had the guts to scold Mulakov, but they really didn't dare look into the eyes of these SS devils.

Mulakov walked past one busy machine after another, watching those Germanic or Jewish workers busy day and night at their posts.

Quality inspectors sit on both sides of the conveyor belt, pick up bullets from the conveyor belt from time to time, and carefully check whether these products have quality problems.

On the one hand, it is related to their bonuses, and on the other hand, it is also related to whether they can continue to live in this world. So they watched it very seriously, even to the point where they could pinch the bullet with their hands to feel the weight and infer the charge.

One by one, the bright bullets rolled with the crawler, and finally landed in the box made of wood.

Like the production of artillery shells, the bullets produced in the labor camps are given priority to the second-line troops.

Most of these arms are used for training, so the statistics and use are very strict, and there will be no errors and problems due to the chaos of the battle.

Because of this, it is very convenient to track down. Every box of ammunition has a record, which day it was produced, which worker produced the cartridge case, which worker charged the ammunition, and which worker inspected the quality...

Soon, these ammunition will be consumed by target training, because a new round of the Fuhrer's military expansion plan is in full swing.

The German troops on the Eastern Front and the German troops stationed in France added 500,000 people in one breath, which shrouded the whole of Germany in the shadow of war.

Those ordinary civilians who thought the war was over and Germany had won, finally realized that the war that seemed to belong to them had just begun.

In order to allow the new soldiers to better integrate into the army, the training tasks were arranged very hard-all the ammunition consumed by the S strike was taken care of by the labor camp, and the ammunition produced by the regular German factories was handed over to the frontline troops for hoarding.

Even so ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ German fire is still increasing at a faster rate than before, including the army's tanks, including the air force's aircraft.

Mulakov walked all the way to the end of the factory building and stood at the door of his boss, the German manager's office.

At this moment, he took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door in front of him with the sign "Workshop Management".

"Come in!" A voice came from inside, Mulakov pushed open the door and walked into the office.

"Sir... Dort and the others are going to make a request to you... I personally don't agree, so I came to report this matter to you in advance..." Mulakov swallowed a mouthful of saliva and nervously said his own Opening remarks.

"Oh... The situation you mentioned is too important to me!" The German workshop manager got up with a smile and said, "Smoke! Let's talk about this while drinking something!"

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