With a relaxed step, Xu Jun walked out of Waterloo Mansion, and on the last step of the stairs, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and looked back. In front of a window on the third floor, Churchill was watching him, and the eyes of the two men met, Xu Jun nodded slightly to the former British Prime Minister, and then turned around with a confident smile and walked to the car that had been waiting in front of the door for a long time.

"My Führer, will you go back to base now?" Mueller pulled the door of Daimler's car and turned his face to ask Xu Jun.

"We still have time to take a little bit of a walk around central London." After fulfilling a wish, Xu Jun's mood has become quite good now.

"Yes, Führer, are you going to Trafalgar Square?" Tysenhofen asked, looking back.

"Well, take a walk around there, don't stop, I don't want to ask for trouble."

Xu Jun was secretly traveling this time, and so far, except for some high-ranking and insider personnel, British civilians do not know that the German Führer has arrived in London. Whether it is for political or security reasons, Xu Jun cannot rashly appear in front of the British citizens, he has been in the limelight enough in the past few months, and there is no longer a need to make another news that shocks the world.

Mueller sat quietly beside Xu Jun, although he very much wanted to know about the meeting between the Führer and Churchill, what the two sides talked about, and whether there was any dispute, but this commander was also very knowledgeable about current affairs, he knew that these were not things that an officer of his level could ask and know, and he must be self-aware, especially a favored minister like him, if he lost the protection of the Führer because he did not put himself in the right position, he didn't know how many people would jump out and beat him back into the mortal dust.

At that time, Goering was too inflated, and as a result, he was carried in the hands of the man next to him. The young German Führer was extremely gullible and short-sighted, but once he found out that you were no longer worthy of his trust, God knows what terrible things would happen next. Müller heard more than once from the mouths of Weirle and Hans about the purge in the party, and this apostle of God was not a man who would show mercy to his enemies. The SS and the General Security Service had replaced almost two-thirds of the middle and senior officials, including some of the party assistants and cronies who had followed Stadler earlier, who had not taken a firm stand in Stadler's struggle with Hitler and were imprisoned in Sachsenhausen as members of the cabal, who were doomed to never get out of the camp alive unless they were pardoned by the Führer.

"What are you thinking? Muller. Xu Jun turned his gaze from the window back into the car, and he found that the atmosphere in the car was a little too quiet.

"Nothing, my Führer, just reminiscing about some of the past." Of course, Müller did not dare to tell the truth, and he was even a little shocked by the thought that had just crossed his mind. This is simply disrespectful to His Excellency the Führer, and Müller must reflect on himself when he is ready to return, although he is not an SS, but he firmly believes that his honor also comes from loyalty.

"Remember the first time we met? I crash-landed on your position in Arras, and I took Dougan and Randolph through the battlefield in a hail of bullets. Xu Jun talked about the past with an emotional look on his face, although it was only a few months apart, it made him feel as if it had happened a long time ago.

In just a few months, he accomplished the almost impossible task. He truncated Adolf. Hitler's fledgling path to hegemony not only cost the incomparable dictator his life, but also took all the career and power he owned. He sat on the throne of the German Führer, and at the same time took on a mission that Hitler failed to complete. While holding incomparably powerful power, he also bears incomparably heavy responsibilities. Hitler and the Nazi Party left behind a lot of messes that he needed to clean up one by one. You know, the situation in Germany at that time was not as rosy as Nazi propaganda suggested. Turning the tide on the right path is no easy task.

Before that, he was just an ordinary history scholar, and he didn't even know how to take over the job without the memory of the original cyborg. During that time, he really felt that he was a little powerless, and if it weren't for those loyal subordinates who supported and encouraged him, he would have lost his confidence in the future.

"Of course I remember that day, my Führer. May 21, I will never forget what happened on that day for the rest of my life. If you hadn't appeared in front of me then, perhaps the 7th Panzer Division and I would no longer exist by now. Muller also fell into the memory, the scene flashed in his mind, he is now even more ashamed of his previous rude thoughts, if the Führer did not appear at that time, the result of that battle must be very unbearable, the 7th Panzer Division lost the entire command at that time, was already on the verge of collapse, Muller knew that he would never choose to surrender, death or suicide would be his final fate.

"I'm glad I fell there and got a loyal and good subordinate. Look at you, Mueller, a former battalion commander, who has grown into a qualified corps commander. I am now very much looking forward to your performance after completing the Higher Conducting Course, and I am sure that you have that ability, just as I am optimistic about Hans, and I look forward to you in the future to establish even greater feats for me for the Third Reich, and I hope that one day I will be able to put on the rank of marshal with my own hands. With a sincere expression on his face, Xu Jun said encouraging words to Mueller.

"I don't know how to express my feelings right now, my Führer. All I can say is that it is the honor of my life to be able to fight for you, and I will never fail to live up to your expectations and be loyal to your great cause with you, even if it costs me with my life, I swear by the names of my family and ancestors. "Mueller was so excited that he was a little incoherent.

"I know, General, I believe in your loyalty." Xu Jun smiled and patted the back of Mueller's hand on his knee.

"My Führer, Trafalgar Square is ahead." Tysenhofen's expression was also a little excited, he knew that he shouldn't break the current atmosphere in the car, but after all, his duty was on his side, and it had to be done by him.

"yes, that's great, get closer, go around the square twice." Xu Jun said with a smile. The ideological work of subordinates needs to be gradual in order, and the intensity should be appropriate and moderate.

This is the first time Xu Jun has come to Westminster, the political center of the British Empire. Trafalgar Square is an important node in the core area, and from this square radiates to the west, a large complex of buildings containing all the important government departments of the British Empire. In fact, this square itself is not very special, because of the relationship of land area, the British architectural pattern has always been a little small, and compared with those European architectural styles that pursue big is beautiful and more is good, it is not on the same level at all, such as compared with the magnificent Versailles, Buckingham is only a side palace. Compared to the Gendarmenmarkt in Berlin, Germany, Trafalgar Square can only be regarded as a street garden.

Xu Jun's motorcade circled the square twice, because it was still under military control, so there were no pedestrians, let alone a few tourists, but there were many German officers and soldiers on leave, taking pictures everywhere with their cameras on the square, and some of them lined up in a neat queue to take pictures with Nelson's monument as a background as evidence of their participation in the British campaign, or to keep it as a souvenir, or send it to their families to make them happy.

German soldiers are arguably the most photographed soldiers in Europe, and everywhere they go, they find a landmark to take a picture of as evidence of their braggadocio to their friends and family when they return home. Especially now that everyone has some savings in their pockets, enough to buy a cheap version of the camera for the army, Zeiss has done a very thorough job in this regard, not only for some soldiers who have never used a camera to launch a simple point-and-shoot camera, but also to the German army to launch a special military related after-sales service, soldiers can provide accurate identification, in Zeiss company to get discounted repair and spare parts service, this move has been welcomed by all German officers and soldiers.

The German officers and men who took pictures in Trafalgar Square that day could not have imagined that they might have been lucky enough to leave traces of the Führer in their photographs, but no one knew at the time who was riding in the limousine that circled the square.

Xu Jun looked at Nelson's monument and couldn't help but sigh, no matter how wise and unparalleled the commander is, he is just an ordinary person on the battlefield, and bullets will not treat you differently because of your military rank.

"It's almost time, go to Whitehall Street and take a look at the British Houses of Parliament, and then head back to base." Xu Jun raised his hand and looked at the time, feeling that he was going to speed up the game.

"Yes, sir." Tysenhofen turned his head to look at the driver.

"No problem." The driver nodded, slightly increased the throttle, and the Daimler bulletproof car, glowing with glamorous paint, roared through the streets of Whitehall Street, the political heart of the British Empire.

Looking at the tall buildings on both sides of the street, either magnificent or exquisite, a faint smile appeared on Xu Jun's face, I came, I saw, I conquered.

In the end, I still ask for a monthly pass, this month is coming to an end, and if you don't vote, it will be invalid.

I am very touched to have so many enthusiastic book friends by my side, giving me countless encouragement and affirmation, and the author once again expresses my most sincere thanks to everyone.

Thank you all for your support. (To be continued.) )