A car passed through the quiet streets of Berlin under the cover of night. The owner of the car seemed to have something to worry about and rushed to do it, so the car drove quickly. With a whoosh, it brought a leaf on the road.

At a police checkpoint on the outskirts of Berlin, two policemen saw the speeding car and reached out to signal the car to stop. However, the car obviously had no intention of slowing down, which scared the two policemen so much that they hurriedly hid on the side of the road and watched the car roaring by.

"Col. Smith! As a military officer from the British Empire in Germany, you actually kidnapped the ambassador and ran away privately! Are you not afraid of going to military court if you do this?" In the back row of the car, the British ambassador stared at Smith angrily and said.

Smith snorted coldly: "Only you, the idiot, can't tell that Germany is going to start a war against Poland! If we don't leave now, are we waiting to be captured by the Germans? If only you, the German head of state would probably let you leave Germany, but after I had dealt with him so many times, he would never let me leave easily! I applied for the transfer document with you, you idiot, don't approve it!"

"You are really crazy! How could I approve the transfer documents submitted to me by someone who wants to escape in the last battle?" The ambassador also snorted, obviously still angry: "You let me escape in such a mess. How can we get in the UK when we return to England? The British Empire has not declared war with Germany yet!"

"You idiots, ignoring Colonel Grudor's report, my reminder was also left to the shelves. Now the Germans are as powerful as in 1914... No, they are stronger than that time! What are you waiting for?" Smith sighed and said, "Tonight, just a few hours ago, Acardo delivered a speech in Congress, claiming that no one can stop the rise of the Third Reich! He is now full of wings and no longer has to go out to seek space for development for Germany! But our British Empire has to face another full-scale war!"

"Things are not as bad as you think! Americans are on our side!" the British ambassador frowned and quibbled.

"Americans? Americans have never stood on our side! Americans only stood on the side of the winner!" Smith said depressedly: "Whether they will help Britain depends on how our war will be fought next."

"Oh God! Poland has 2 million troops, and France has at least 2 million troops. The Germans cannot win. If they can't think of it and start a war again, it's easy for us to defeat them like the last war." The British ambassador said contemptuously: "The Germans drove away the coalition armed forces a year ago, and they only began to arm themselves. They lack artillery and fighter jets, and it is impossible to win the war."

"Only you think the Germans lack artillery and fighter jets! Mr. Ambassador! Everyone who has something in their mind knows that in 1920 the Germans were preparing for the next war! On the contrary, only we - the British Empire - yesterday! We only started preparing for the upcoming war yesterday." Smith said hatefully.

The car suddenly slowed down, and Smith's face hit the back of the chair in the front row. He suddenly became a little dizzy. The British ambassador next to him was unconscious due to his age. In the chaos, Smith finally shook his head and woke up.

In the middle of the road, a German four-wheeled armored reconnaissance vehicle was crossing there, and the 20mm cannon on the armored vehicle was facing Smith's car gloomy. In the back of the armored vehicle, a military truck was parked there, and on both sides of the armored vehicle, there were a group of live ammunition-loading national defense soldiers.

On both sides of the road, there are two Mercedes-Benz off-road cars. The canvas ceiling is a convertible design adopted by Mercedes-Benz to save steel. It is clearly angular and can be seen as a military vehicle. The picture on the front engine compartment is painted with the latest German 10,000-character flag, which seems to be a reminder to the Air Force not to accidentally be injured.

"Col. Smith! I'm glad to see you here!" A head of the National Defense Forces officer said with a smile: "The Head of State is very concerned about you, so he ordered us to send you back to see him no matter what."

Smith took out a wrinkled document from his shirt pocket and stuffed it into the pocket of the British ambassador who was still confused. Then he glanced at his adjutant and said softly: "Let the ambassador hand over this document to Mr. Churchill and tell him I can't help him."

The adjutant looked at the German soldiers who were gradually surrounding him and nodded slightly at Smith. Soon they could use the lights on the car to see the tactical vests worn by the German soldiers, with grenades like small pineapples hanging on them, and a strange rifle with magazines they had never seen before.

"The wise man doesn't say secret words. I ran away late at night just to ask for a way out. We didn't bring any banned items! And they are diplomats of the British Empire. You won't violate international laws, right?" Smith opened the car door and got out of the car, took out the pistol at his waist, and threw it on the ground obediently.

The German official looked at Smith and laughed: "In fact, Germany is willing to abide by international laws. The Head of State is just to reminisce about the past with Mr. Smith. As for other British diplomats, we will not interfere with any of their freedoms."

"Thank you." Smith took a step away, closed the door, and pointed to the car beside him: "Can they leave?"

"Yes." The officer waved his hand and signaled his people to get out of the way. Several German soldiers holding G43 rifles made way. Now the German team's rifles are roughly divided into three types, one is the precise rifle Mauser 98k, which is responsible for the continuation of long-range firepower; one is the various models of G43 semi-automatic rifles used by paratroopers and ordinary soldiers; and the other is the mp-44 assault rifle that has just been distributed to the army and is only equipped with squad leader or above.

Of course, depending on the elite level of the troops, the equipment ratios of these rifles are also very different. The most elite German infantry divisions often each squad is equipped with 4 Mauser 98k rifles, 4 G43 semi-automatic rifles, two mp-44 assault rifles, and one light machine gun. However, most troops do not have such configurations, and many troops do not even have mp-44 assault rifles, and use 8 Mauser rifles with 2 G43 automatic rifles and a light machine gun to charge the numbers.

The car slowly drove through the middle of the narrow aisle that the German soldiers made way out, and drove along the highway to the distance under the night, disappearing at the end of the horizon. Smith let out a long sigh, then looked at the German official: "Let's go, it seems that the head of state can't wait to see me."

"Please forgive me. Before we go, we need to do some security checks. Although Mr. Smith is a smart person, everyone knows that smart people sometimes do some stupid things. Right?" the officer said with a smile.

Smith smiled bitterly and raised his hands. The two German soldiers walked forward and cleaned him from head to toe. Even the leather shoes were taken off and carefully checked. Then the soldiers began to return to the truck behind the armored vehicles. The two soldiers accompanied Smith on a convertible off-road vehicle, one left and one right, and the officer took the seat of the co-pilot. Several soldiers got on another car. The large troops leaving the two cars drove to the city of Berlin one after another.

When I saw Akado again, it was the next morning. The head of state had just gotten up and was still wearing his pajamas. When he saw Smith standing in his living room in a mess.

"Good morning! Mr. Smith. I heard you wanted to leave Germany last night, so why didn't you say hello to me, my old friend? Is there any misunderstanding between us?" Akado said with a smile.

Smith sighed: "I have already called you now. Can you let me leave? My boat ticket was from noon today, and it seems that it is still time to leave now."

"Col. Smith, how can you still be humorous?" Akado smiled: "You are more sensitive than your colleagues! You know that the preparations for German military expansion have been almost completed recently, so you are in a hurry to leave." Akado said with a smile: "How could I let you go like a dangerous enemy?"

"So I'm here, Akado. To be honest, if I were asked to choose again, I would have killed my life and would have smashed your head with a shot when I first saw you." Smith said helplessly.

"You didn't do it, so there's no chance in the future." Akado smiled and pointed to the red wine on the coffee table: "Do you want to have a drink before leaving?"

"Of course!" Smith walked over with a smile, picked up the wine glass and drank it all. Then he walked out of Akado's living room without looking back. His steps were a little heavy, but he was extremely firm.

On September 12, 1937, Colonel Smith, a military officer at the British Embassy in Germany, was sent to a concentration camp in the outskirts of Berlin, and there was no news since then. On the same day, the British ambassador and his entourage disappeared in Berlin, leaving no one alive or dead. Witnesses confirmed that they had crossed the German-French border, but France had no relevant records of their entry.

For some reason, the German team maintained its due restraint when the Soviet army attacked Poland. It was not until the morning of September 13, 1937 that Germany officially expelled the Polish ambassador and officially declared war on Poland on the afternoon of the same day. Akado issued a condemnation of the Polish government for occupying the Danze Corridor area of ​​Germany despite the wishes of the German people to seek peaceful reunification. He represented all German compatriots to fight against the evil Polish rulers.
Chapter completed!