In the thirties and forties of the twentieth century, all countries in the world, especially those countries that were militarily established in Europe and the United States, paid special attention to parade drills, and even the scattered and messy rice army in later generations was extremely particular about the neatness of the queue and the strict appearance of the army at that time, even if it was a luxurious child like MacArthur and Patton, he was also a good hand at polishing leather boots in military schools.

Hundreds of thousands of civilians who had never had a sense of discipline poured into the army, navy, and air force, and many people were sent to the battlefield after only a dozen weeks of basic training.

On the contrary, the German side is completely different, at this time the Germans still retain a unique national character, pay attention to collectivism and teamwork, and have been instilled by their elders since childhood that the strength of the individual is insignificant, and the power of the collective can split mountains and fill rivers. Germans regard service to their country as a natural duty, while at the same time preferring to worship the strong, and emphasizing discipline and obedience. Almost every man of school age has been trained in various military skills since middle school, and when it comes to walking in the queue, few in the world can surpass the German army, and the SS, which is particularly focused on image, is the best among them.

Because the team was still stationed in Chongqing, the "Tomahawk Brigade" only came to one company this time, and they would not go to Japan with the team, but came to Shanghai purely to support the scene of the special envoys.

A company of Waffen-SS troops, dressed in black woolen uniforms, wearing white parade uniforms, and carrying silver glittering 98K salute guns on their shoulders, marched in a majestic German style and marched neatly along the road on the Bund toward the viewing platform.

The leader of the Ludwig First Class Commando Brigade hung a row of shining medals on his chest, and if anyone had a sharp eye, he could find that there was a sixth-class Jingxing Medal of the State Government, which was awarded to him by Jiang Zhongzheng himself when he was in Chongqing. Wearing a black M35 steel helmet, the lieutenant colonel strode to the right of the flag-bearer holding the honor guard flag, and his left hand, wearing a white sheepskin glove, held the command scabbard at his waist. A whole row of shiny tall leather boots stepped on the Bund stone pavement at the same time, making a sound as neat as thunder.

"Attention!" Ludwig gave a loud order, drew his command knife in his right hand, and erected it vertically in front of him.

"Salute!" The SS lieutenant colonel slashed his sword to the side in a dashing manner, raised his chin and saluted the field marshal on the viewing platform.

The SS soldiers in the back made a neat slashing motion almost at the same time, the shining bayonets reflected a white light in the sunlight, and the crowd on both sides of the road suddenly erupted in exclamation, followed by enthusiastic applause and cheers, and everyone was thrilled by the sight they had just seen.

"Victory!" "Hooray!"

"Victory!" "Hooray!"

"Victory" "Hooray! ”

Led by Lieutenant Colonel Ludwig, the soldiers shouted three shouts of victory, while Field Marshal Brünnberg, who was in the stands, raised his right arm and saluted the soldiers.

Since the opening of Shanghai, local citizens can be regarded as the first group of Chinese to look at the world, and they have seen countless celebratory military parades on the streets of the city. Among them, there are many majestic and powerful troops, and many of them are even Western elites stationed in China, but there has never been a unit that can give them the feeling they feel today.

Even well-informed media personalities can't help but express the same feelings, it is really worthy of the world-famous German-style military parade, although the government army is also practicing German-style drills, but compared with the Waffen-SS in front of them, it always makes people feel a little worse.

This is not to belittle the army of the national government, it cannot be denied that there are indeed a group of tigers in the national government, but whether the remaining people of a hundred battles will go to the queue or not, these are completely different things.

"The dead country (powerful), worthy of being a strong army in an independent country, I have seen it." A Japanese staff officer couldn't help but admire.

"I heard that the Morimoto Brigade was defeated at the hands of the army in front of them, and now it seems that it is indeed a first-class strong army. Morimoto almost brought such a powerful enemy for the Empire, and it was really not a pity to die. The other staff officer nodded in agreement.

"There are as many as three million troops like this in a single country."

"Not only that, but a friend from the General Staff Headquarters told me that the army is still expanding in the country."

"Nani? Which prey did the Führer have his eye on? ”

"As far as I can deduce... Independence people...."A group of Japanese adjutants began to talk one after another.

"Your Excellency Field Marshal, the last time I had the privilege of inspecting the SS with your former Chancellor, His Excellency Hitler, and Field Marshal Goering, on the streets of Munich, I still remember the pomp and circumstance of that time. Since then, I have made up my mind that I will develop the friendship between Japan and independence, even if I bow to the essence.

For more than a decade, Japan has always been the most loyal friend of the independent country, and even when the independent country was isolated by the British in the world, the Japanese empire has always stood firmly on the side of Germany, which you should see. By praising the majesty of the SS, Matsuoka began to play the emotional card with Blumberg.

"I must admit that what you say is true, Mr. Foreign Secretary." Brumborg said with a laugh.

"You can continue to call me Mazi Ouga, Your Excellency Marshal, or even you can call me dead again, we should be considered old friends, shouldn't friends be called by name?" Matsuoka Yoyoya said with a smile.

"Alright then, you can call me Werner too, and you deserve to die." Brumberg is clearly in a good mood.

"I can tell you very clearly that the Führer sent me to Japan this time to make up for and deepen the friendship between the two countries, although there had been several misunderstandings in succession, which had damaged the friendly relations between the German Empire and the Japanese Empire.

But dear old friend, Germany and Japan are friends, and this is recognized by His Excellency the Führer. The German marshal played with the cane in his hand and whispered to the Japanese foreign minister.

"I see, this is really great news, and I believe that all the subjects of Japan will be happy about it. I will convey your words to Prime Minister Konoe immediately, who has been worried about this for a long time, and I am sure that after receiving this news, Your Excellency Prime Minister will have a sweet dream tonight. Matsuoka showed a happy look on his right face, and respectfully bowed to the German Führer.

"Ah, it's my turn to speak, let's talk later." Brumberg smiled and patted Matsuoka's arm, then turned and walked to the podium in the middle of the viewing platform.

At this time, the British Consul General George and the French Consul General Auki had already delivered their welcome speeches, and it was Brumberg's turn to take the stage to speak.

"Your Excellency Foreign Minister, do you think Brumberg's words are credible?" Takahashi asked.

"Takahashi-san, you have to be careful with your words, it's too rude, you should call him His Excellency the Marshal."

Matsuoka glanced at his subordinates, frowned, and said, "I know this marshal very well, he is not a person who can lie, so his words are credible. ”

"If that's the case, that's great," said Niuran, who was on the sidelines.

"We must not relax yet, and until His Excellency the Marshal has concluded this visit and signed a formal agreement with us, we must not take it lightly and must be cautious. Especially you, General Sawada, this time you almost lost the face of the Empire, this is a grave dereliction of duty, and there must be no next time. Matsuoka finally relented and began to challenge the lieutenant general, who had the confidence to ignore the rank on the other party's collar.

"Hah! Moses Agago as Imasan, Kaga. (Yes, I'm very sorry, Your Excellency). "The dignified lieutenant general, but at this moment he bowed like a private and admitted his mistake, this is also something that cannot be helped, the other party is holding righteousness at the moment, and Sawada Shigeru has to bow his head.

"Fortunately, the matter was eventually reversed, and I will not report it to the cabinet this time, but you must reflect deeply when you go back." Matsuoka's eyes became fierce.

"Huh!" Horiuchi and Sawada bow their heads at the same time to be taught.

While Matsuoka was shaking his majesty here, Brumberg also ended his short speech. It is nothing more than talking about the yearning for this visit, the praise of the city of Shanghai, and a bunch of longing and prospects, which are basically a bunch of empty checks and official articles. Anyway, as long as the guests and the media present believe it, the so-called sedan chair people carry people, and it doesn't matter if you say a basket of nice words.

Then there were speeches by other diplomatic envoys and business representatives, as well as members of the Ministry of Industry and the Board of Directors, all of which were full of good articles and the same empty content. Even Matsuoka stepped forward and said a few words, if it weren't for the hard work of the group of people he brought, they would have almost met with a cold spot, and the citizens of Shanghai in the concession would not have bought much of the Japanese accounts, because there were too many patrols on the scene, and finally there was no whistle to cheer, and some face was saved for the Japanese foreign minister.

At this time, it was almost noon, and to the accompaniment of the cheerful welcome song, the host and guest party walked down the stands, and walked towards the main entrance of the Chinachem Hotel (today's Peace Hotel) across the road amid the enthusiastic onlookers of Shanghai citizens.

Brumberg and his entourage have booked two floors of the famous hotel as a place to stay during their visit to the Shanghai Concession.

Just as the group was about to reach the entrance of the hotel, suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd on the side of the sidewalk, and then a man in a blue robe and a black top hat kicked over the Vietnamese patrol who tried to stop him, and at the same time pulled a black and shiny pistol from his pants pocket.

"Expelle the Japanese invaders and return my rivers and mountains!" The big man shouted loudly in Chinese with a strong Jiangsu accent, and then shot at Matsuoka Yoyou, who was walking in front of the team, but it was the German marshal next to the foreign minister.

"Protect the marshal!"

"Protecting Your Excellency the Minister for Foreign Affairs"

"Catch that assassin!"

"Ge Zeshu is dying, this dead ghost is dead, shoot quickly!"

"Don't shoot! Catch it alive! ”

The Chinese and foreign military and political officials present shouted indiscriminately, and the scene suddenly fell into chaos.

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