My Third Empire

Did he really say that? Fanny put down the documents in her hand and raised her head to look at Krupp and her boss, Matt Hoff, standing at her desk.

Yes, Miss Fanny, we intend to appoint you as Deputy Head of the Propaganda Department of the Greater Deutsches Party, and you will be responsible for the overall propaganda work in Bavaria and the Ruhr Industrial Area, the most active region of the Greater Deutsches Party, as well as in Berlin. Matt Ho husband said.

Mr. Krupp. Fanny glanced at Krupp with a smile on her pretty face. She habitually rotated the pen in her hand, called Krupp's name, and paused before asking. Dao: Propaganda work needs a lot of support and money. Can I get these things from you?

Krupp nodded: Of course, as long as it is used for the propaganda of the Greater Deutsches Party, there is no problem with this.

No, Mr. Krupp. Fanny shook her head: I am only responsible for propagating Chairman Arcador. I want him to become the national idol of Germany and the only leader in the hearts of the entire German people!

Krupp was stunned for a moment, then laughed: Hahaha, Miss Fanny, I think Chairman Arcador has found us a very interesting Deputy Minister of Propaganda! I agree to fund all your activities to promote Accador. I wonder how far you can go!

Fanny raised her head confidently: I want to create a god!

After Krupp and Matthoff left, Fanny leaned on the back of the chair and stretched comfortably, and the bearded photographer walked over: It seems that he likes you very much, so you got a promotion, right? ?

No, he doesn't like me, he likes anyone with ability. After stretching, Fanny hummed contentedly, and then said, What he needs is wisdom, ability, and then the least important thing. Beautiful.

You seem to know him well. The bearded photographer shrugged and sighed.

Jager! I don't know him, I admire him! Fanny smiled and thought for a while. I want to make him a household name in Germany. Become the god we pray to after dinner.

Jaeger sighed and said helplessly: Alas... a woman in love is really scary. Anyway, congratulations on becoming the deputy head of the Propaganda Department of the Greater Deutsches Party.

Thank you! You have also been promoted! Mr. Hugo Jaeger! You will be his dedicated photographer! Fanny said excitedly: You have to help me record every moving moment of him!

Even our editor-in-chief, the beautiful Miss Fanny, said so, of course I can only agree. Jaeger nodded and said.

I joined the Greater Deutsches Party a few days ago. Fanny's voice was very nice: So I don't want my god to use a photographer who is not my own.

What do you mean? Jagger was taken aback.

Fanny put down her pen, looked at Jaeger and said word by word: You have no choice, you can only serve my god as your god, who told me to be your boss? So you Must join the Greater Deutsches Party.

I have no faith. Since you think this is fun, I don't mind accompanying you. Jager sighed.

Is this a confession? Fanny smiled.

Jaeger nodded: Well, yes. Miss Fanny.

It sucks, I already have someone I like. Fanny giggled. She knew that Jagger had a girlfriend, and this person just liked being pompous.

Jagger said fiercely, Aren't you afraid that I will make him look ugly?

Ha ha ha ha.

You won't, after all, you have to rely on photography to eat, and no one will desecrate their own jobs, especially those who eat. Fanny laughed.

Has anyone ever told you that smart women generally don't turn out well? Jagger thought fiercely.

Yes! But I personally think it's because these women who think they are smart are not as smart as me. Fanny pointed to her head and said.

...

The river-like marching crowd soon dispersed, and the streets and alleys of Berlin returned to calm. Except for the pictures of Akado and the slogan of the Greater Deutsches Party posted on the walls, everything seemed to return to a few places. Like days ago.

A farce of early congressional elections, which had been quite noisy, ended so quietly. In the end, the National Defense Forces were dispatched to capture the 40 troublemakers who had finally dispersed and gathered in front of the presidential palace.

In a dimly lit basement, the thin middle-aged man looked a little anxious and a little furious. He slapped the table in front of his guests and shouted loudly: He reacted so quickly and took action! That old guy at Den Burg has so much influence! Asshole!

Mr. Goebbels, that's why we have to deal with him, isn't it? If he's not so powerful, why should we go to great lengths to beat him? Little, there was no turbulence in his tone.

This skinny man was the head of the Nazi Party in Berlin and the leader of the Nazi Party's propaganda, Goebbels. After hearing the guest's persuasion, Goebbels sat back in his chair and sighed: No matter what we do , he's getting stronger and stronger, we know he's building up the Defence Force, we know he's secretly manufacturing weapons smuggling, we even know he's actually an important leader of the Defence Force. But we just don't have any proof.

Don't worry. Any sneaky little movements will leave a shadow. We just need to keep an eye on this Arcardo. Then we will naturally find the omissions of the Wehrmacht, and then we will directly destroy its foundation. He will not be able to turn around even if Napoleon is born again. That's it. The guest laughed after saying that.

I'm just pity! We missed the chance to get rid of him again! And this time our Nazis may be exposed! His troops took 40 of our stormtroopers! They weren't tough guys and went into the interrogation room You can recruit everything in less than 2 minutes. Goebbels said and became a little annoyed: How can I explain to the party organization? Bastard!

400,000 francs, what's the explanation? The man pressed a check on the table and said with a smile, Since it is our cooperation, it is natural for us to provide the most reliable support for our allies.

Goebbels raised his eyebrows, picked up the cheque and put it away before nodding and said: Colonel Grudo, thank you Belgium and France for your support, we will continue to monitor Akado, and we will notify you immediately if there is any trouble. of.

The guest can only see his face clearly now. It turned out to be Belgian Colonel Grudo of the Coalition Arms Control Commission. Grudo got up and said while leaving: You better keep an eye on it, you have the revenge of the party leader Adolf Hitler, and I have the old accounts of four French colleagues to settle with him. Now that we have cooperated, naturally We have to work together in the same boat.”

Goebbels nodded: At least now, we are allies to deal with this bastard Arkado!

After solving the political problem and getting a large amount of money, what Arcado has to do now is to spend the money against the clock and use it to strengthen his own strength.

In the afternoon we're going to meet an important guest at the Turkish restaurant on Bismarck Street. Accardo ordered to his life secretary, Anna: Tell Depp to get the car ready! You go with me. Bring a pistol, be careful and live long.

So after lunch, the two got into the car that Depp had already started and drove out of the gate of the Wehrmacht headquarters. The car drove fast on the wide avenue, and it didn't take much time to arrive at the small Turkish restaurant that Accardo said.

Mr. Enke! It's a pleasure to meet you in Berlin. Akado soon found his guests in a restaurant with few people, and greeted warmly: It's been hard work along the way! It's going well. Is it?

The middle-aged man named Enke nodded, took off his leather gloves and shook hands with Akado before saying, Mr. Clark sent me here to work with you on the cooperation project code-named 'U'. communicated regularly.

After saying that, he opened the suitcase he was carrying, spread the documents inside on the table, pointed to the words on it and said, As the first cooperation plan, you have provided us with 20 ships code-named ' U''s secret weapon, we will also keep 5 secret weapons for you, and provide training for these secret weapons for free. This plan is now close to completion, and then we will launch additional plans.

After he finished speaking, he pointed to another document: Mr. Clark is very satisfied with your improved shipbuilding plan, and he is also very interested in the shipbuilding technology you proposed. Here is the signature of his membership certificate and his personal reward to you. . After that, he pointed to the $500,000 check in the file.

Thank you for Mr. Clark's generosity for me. Akado accepted the check with a smile, then got up and shook hands with Enke, and turned to leave the pub. Not long after, Enke also carried his suitcase out of the pub and got into another car parked in front of the pub.

When the car was gone, just across the street from the Turkish restaurant, a young man put down the camera in his hand, turned back and got into the car, and then the car started and drove in the opposite direction.

The next day, a photo of Enke and his investigated personal file were placed on Colonel Grudo's desk.

This is a Dutch businessman who is engaged in shipbuilding, and is in charge of the shipyard controlled by Sir Clark, a large Dutch shipper. A French officer frowned and looked at the information, saying, With the information we have at hand, we can It is fully confirmed that the Germans have a huge and secret shipbuilding base in the Netherlands.

Informing our respective governments, it's time to warn the Germans! Their endless expansion and development of the Wehrmacht will not work without asking the Coalition Arms Control Commission. Colonel Grudo snorted coldly: Ah General Cardo! It's time for you to hand over your power and get out!