The motorcade stopped in front of the Brandenburg Gate, where the young dictator got off the bus, and a group of photojournalists from the Propaganda Department, who had been waiting there, immediately surrounded them with all kinds of photographic equipment. With the majestic Brandenburg Gate as the background, Xu Jun naturally posed several carefully prepared poses in front of the camera, which is an important propaganda theme, and it cannot be dealt with sloppily.

The crowd stayed in front of the door for about half a minute, and Xu Jun also took a lot of group photos with a few subordinates who came up to rub the camera, and chatted with each other in a deep and unnutritious nonsense. But to others, the Führer and the high-ranking Nazi officials were discussing important issues with a serious demeanor, the dictator looked handsome and wise, and his subordinates looked humble and awe-inspiring, as if they were a picture of loyal ministers meeting the master.

Estimating that the filming material was almost enough, Xu Jun turned around and walked through the Brandenburg Gate with a bunch of officials. At this time, a magnificent podium had been erected on the Parisian square behind the door, where the Führer would deliver his first speech to the German people.

In fact, the nearby Tiergarten Park is a more suitable place for lectures, with the German Parliament building and the magnificent Königsplatz, and even if there is a makeshift venue in a glade, the space is much more spacious than this so-called square, which is only a little wider than a street. But Xu Jun chose this place because it is close to the Brandenburg Gate, the national gate in the minds of the Germans.

Xu Jun's current power and status no longer need to deliberately seek to create a huge mass influence, but what he needs more now is to establish a solid political image, at which time the symbolism behind the speech is more important than the size of the audience. The Brandenburg Gate is the German equivalent of the Arc de Triomphe in Paris, and the speech here is reminiscent of the triumphal kings of ancient Roman history, who led their invincible legions to defeat their enemies. Presumably, he also returned with glory and made a proud speech to the people under the Arc de Triomphe. The Third Reich has always declared itself the successor of Holy Rome, and it is certainly necessary to put on a show at such times.

When it comes to public speaking, Xu Jun has long been trained as an expert on the front line, and in France he gives speeches to troops almost several times a week. This is the most direct and effective means to stabilize the morale of the army and boost morale, so that the soldiers can personally feel that the great leader is standing by their side. Watching them, caring for them, facing everything in front of them with them.

Reinhart. Feng. Instead of crouching in the comfort and safety of Berlin's air-conditioned office, Stadler stood on the battlefield like the soldiers, with whom he endured the sun and rain, ate the same food, drank simple drinks, and made jokes that only a soldier could understand. The Germans could never be defeated.

Of course, this is all propaganda material, in fact, the mentality of the soldier is far more complex than described in these texts, and it cannot be denied that most people were indeed moved by the Führer's performance, and were willing to shed blood and sacrifice for this man. However, faith is not everything, and the reason why the army supports Xu Jun so much is not only that this head of state can lead them to defeat strong enemies and win great victories, but also because this dictator can bring them tangible benefits. When a soldier receives a bonus that exceeds the sum of his savings for the first half of his life, the Führer who gave him all of this immediately replaces all the gods in his heart.

Xu Jun's speech was not very long. Goebbels' previous speeches had long since been thrown aside, and he did not want to say too much about the doctrine and spirit of the occasion. Because he knew what the German people wanted to hear most at this time.

"Citizens of the Greater German Reich, we have won." The crisp voice of the young Führer came from the dozens of loudspeakers set up around the Place de Paris.

In an instant, the whole Tiergarten boiled, and the core of Berlin was like an erupting volcano, but all that spewed out was joy, and the citizens roared feverishly. Expressing the emotions in my heart. This is what they most want to hear from the mouth of the head of the Reich, waiting to say the news from the mouth of this man himself. The worries and troubles that had been suppressed in the heart for more than ten months were now swept away, and Germany won the final victory, and there was no longer any need to worry about war. The nightmare of twenty years ago will not be repeated, and Germany will not need to go through another bloody four years.

Recall the beginning of the war on the Western Front. No matter how much Hitler blows, there is still some uneasiness in the hearts of ordinary Germans. Everyone knows that this is a military adventure, although Poland and the Czech Republic have been successfully killed before, but no one has ever taken these two weak chickens to heart, and it is a matter of course to win that kind of country. But this time it was going to start a fierce battle with the old enemies Britain and France again, and to be honest, many retired veterans still trembled when they remembered the trenches filled with blood and mud back then.

The citizens of Berlin, who stood in the Tiergarten Park and cheered, knew very well how hard-won the victory had been. When the news of Hitler's death reached China three months ago, most Germans felt that Germany was going to be finished again, and that it had suddenly lost its supreme leader while fighting a strong enemy, but anyone whose IQ was above the par knew what that meant. For a time, people in Germany were panicked, and every family was mourning, and the German people prayed for God's protection while waiting for the catastrophe to come.

God obviously heard the voice of the Germans, and at the most critical moment, the apostle of God suddenly stood out and turned the tide, he was like a ray of bright sunlight tearing through the haze shrouded in the sky over Germany, he led the front-line soldiers to defeat the French army and did not dare to look north, and he also occupied the French capital Paris that the Germans had been dreaming of without blood, which was a great feat that only Wilhelm the Great had done.

A series of fantastic victories followed, which not only made the Germans more reverent, but also re-established their confidence in victory. With the guidance of such an apostle of God, Germany would have won this war. The whole country was mobilized, and all kinds of industrial and mining enterprises were working at full speed to support the war on the front line. Every German has been told in no uncertain terms that everything he is doing now is for the sake of victory, and that if he does not want the tragedy of twenty years ago to be repeated, and if he does not want his children and grandchildren to go through that kind of suffering again, then work hard, and the soldiers on the front line need your contribution.

Immediately, France fell, their President Petain submitted a request for an armistice, this powerful and arrogant enemy fell at the feet of Reinhardt, and Germany finally washed away the shame etched by the Treaty of Versailles. All Germans were looking forward to and speculating about what miracles the apostle of God would bring to the German people next. As they expected, under his command, the Wehrmacht broke through the English Channel, which was considered impregnable, and the Germanic army finally set foot on this land again after more than a dozen centuries.

London, London, the newspaper headlines that day were only these two words, and the citizens could see the same excitement on the faces of passers-by. The last of the most powerful and ferocious enemies fell to the ground, and the Germans could scarcely believe that it had happened. The invincible England, the great sun never sets, really bowed its proud head to Germany. At that time, many Germans could not help but wonder what else in the world could not be done by the apostles of God.

"In these difficult days, I was with the soldiers on the front line, and I witnessed countless great deeds happening around me," the apostle was trying to sensationalize, and the park in the distance was still reveling, but the square was now silent.

"We've had countless failures in history, but we've got back on our feet every time." Xu Jun waved his arms, although he said Hitler's old tune, but it still worked, and the emotional people below were already moved to tears.

"At this time, we must be grateful for the sacrifices made by these brave and selfless people." Xu Jun raised his head, his face solemn and sacred, and his hands held the edge of the podium, as if the former head of state was possessed.

"Right here in Europa! In Germany! Xu Jun roared loudly, and the audience stared, letting the tears slide down the corners of their eyes and onto their faces, they clenched their fists excitedly, holding their breath, not wanting to miss a single word that the Führer said.

"We can loudly declare to the world that we are the victors and that the German people will continue to win." Xu Jun waved his right arm forward and downward, and this powerful action drew an even more enthusiastic response from the audience.

"This honour belongs not only to me, but to all of you, to all the people of Germany. We are here to celebrate our great victory, and in the future, we will be here together to witness the re-emergence of the German nation! Rejoice, citizens of the Greater German Reich! Victory! After Xu Jun finished speaking, he raised his right arm obliquely, tilted his face, and swept his sharp eyes over the faces of the audience in the front row.

"Hooray!" "Victory!"

"Hooray!" "Victory!"

"Hooray!" "Victory!" As in the previous gatherings, under the guidance of the master of ceremonies, the audience shouted three times of victory.

But then, the venue was plunged into a sea of applause and cheers, and the audience raised their right arms in salute their great leader, women and men alike, with tears of emotion on their faces.

A row of high-ranking Nazi officials standing behind Xu Jun also applauded vigorously, among which Goebbels seemed to work hardest, and Himmler, who was standing beside him, clapped his palms with a feverish face, and stopped from time to time to take off his glasses and wipe the wet corners of his eyes with a handkerchief. (To be continued.) )

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