Because he was going to the shooting range in Cummersdorf, Xu Jun was riding in a Mercedes-Benz G4 six-wheeled off-road sedan this time, but it was not the convertible model Hitler loved, but the box-type version with bulletproof armor reinforced.

The G4 that Xu Jun was riding on was specially modified by Mercedes. He just joined the head of state team in early December. The total weight of the car increased to five tons, which was almost one and a half more than the prototype. The 115-horsepower eight-cylinder four-stroke engine was equipped with a new model of turbocharger, and the road speed increased to 90 kilometers per hour.

The entire car is painted in silver-gray with pearly luster, paired with glossy black fenders, and the surface of all external trims is coated with chrome. Except for the Imperial Head of State flags hanging on the flagpoles on both sides of the front of the car, there are no other unnecessary signs on the entire car, which increases the difficulty of identifying potential attackers. This model of off-road sedan is not unique to the head of state and is not uncommon in the German high-level command agencies, such as several marshals who often come to the Prime Minister's Office for free.

After stretching his body on the spacious leather back seat, the head of state opened the storage box in the middle of the seat, and found the cigar half of the last time he smoked in the silver-plated ashtray. The head of state picked up the half of the cigar, hesitated for a moment, looked down at the sign on it, and then pressed the electronic cigarette lighter inserted beside the ashtray.

"Give me the telegram from Shanghai, Eric." Xu Jun said to the adjutant sitting opposite him.

"Please wait." Dieshenhofen picked up the briefcase placed on the seat next to her and pulled out a folder from it.

"It's our Count." He looked at the telegram and looked up, and turned to Weirle and said with a smile.

"It should be a result this time." Weirle also laughed.

After Stauffenberg was promoted, he became full of energy. He would send Xu Jun a detailed report almost every week, telling the story of his witnessing the various current situations of the demon city in Shanghai and the process of disputes and negotiations with Japanese diplomats. At least two-thirds of the content are such information, and the remaining one-third are the confidential information collected and requests for various issues.

Stauffenberg knew very well that although he was a plenipotentiary, Berlin was always paying attention to the situation in East Asia. He had no room or room at all, and acted based on his personal likes and dislikes. He was just an intermediate officer of the German Army. As the representative of the head of state, it did not mean that he had the power to do whatever he wanted. Stauffenberg never dared to forget this.

This is also the greatest advantage that Xu Jun admired him the most. Until his defeat, the count always demanded himself with strict aristocratic standards. He insisted on the Bavarian aristocrats' understanding and judgment of loyalty and honor from beginning to end. In history, he even convinced himself to accept the Nazi concept of persecuting Jews, just because he believed at that time that Hitler was a leader worthy of the Germans' allegiance.

This count is different from Beck's conspirators. He is an idealist and has joined the anti-Hitler gang halfway. What he wants is different from others. He really wants to save his people and the motherland. Others in the gang, even those core members, are just for their own interests or want to absorb the power in the hands of the Nazi Party.

"Long live the holy German Empire." It was the last last words of the count in the world. His righteousness was so righteous that the officers in charge of the execution did not dare to let him shout all the slogans.

Xu Jun was not worried that there would be such a day. The Earl put a handbag at his feet, because as long as he could lead Germany to victory, the German Wehrmacht would not betray him. Even Baker's conspirators in history only dared to jump out and stir up trouble after the main German army's army was defeated on the Eastern Front.

"The Japanese chose to give in again, but they should be close to their bottom line. If they continue to force them blindly, they may be strongly rebounded by the other party." Xu Jun turned over a page of the document and said to Weiller with a smile.

"The information we have obtained shows that the Japanese cabinet has been under considerable pressure during this period." Weirle replied.

"The pressure from the cabinet is not only from their army, but the Japanese chaebols should have intervened. Go back and ask the embassy in Japan to pay attention to collecting relevant information." Xu Jun held half of the cigar in his mouth, then picked up the already-bouncing cigarette lighter and lit the cigar butt.

"It's a pity that I still can't open up the Chinese market, my head of state." Weirle felt a little regretful.

Japan did make concessions and opened up the passage of German caravans to the mainland, but in fact, the markets in the entire South China and central China region were basically controlled by Japanese capital, and it was difficult for German goods to gain a foothold in the Japanese occupied areas. At this time, Japan had excluded almost all foreign capital from its sphere of influence, regarded China as its own pocket, and regarded interests in China as its own forbidden property.

Asia is the Asian Asian, and this slogan was finally shouted out by the Japanese. Nationalism is generally very effective in this situation. Except for China that is being invaded, almost all Western colonies resonate with the Japanese slogans.

This is the main reason why these colonies in history would waving flags to welcome the Japanese invading army. Many people thought that the Japanese really came for the freedom of the Asians, but they did not expect that what they were waiting for was more cruel killing and enslavement than those European colonists.

Nationalist education in Japan has gone astray and evolved into Yamato nation-priority racism. They discriminate against all countries and nations that are backward than Japan, and even reach the point of anti-humanity. Inferior races serve the noble Yamato nation, which is a blessing for these backward races. The Japanese's duty is to "entitle" the ideas of these nations, so that they willingly surrender to the feet of the emperor, become subordinates of the Japanese Empire, and serve allegiance to the Great Japanese Empire for generations.

The top leaders of Japan managed these Southeast Asian occupied areas with this arrogant concept, and the result was that after the war, the Japanese became infamous in these areas for a long time. However, after the war, due to the needs of the Cold War, the Americans worked hard to endorse the Japanese, and the Japanese took the opportunity to erase the crimes they had committed, and even once regarded themselves as victims of the war.

"Does we have any goods that need to be dumped in China? No, Weller, we are not the United Kingdom, we don't need to compete with Japan for the market in the Yangtze River Basin, or the trade share in southern China and other regions. We only need to maintain trade with Chongqing. Now you see, what we have obtained, the power to trade directly with China's hinterland is actually much beyond my previous expectations. Japan is by no means a nation that is willing to make vain. Their retreat is to move forward more in the future. I can guess what the Japanese Prime Minister thought when he made this decision, and at the same time I can guess what he wants to get from us."

"As before? The Empire's recognition of the Wang puppet government?"

"No, Weirle, you underestimate the ambitions of the Japanese. What they want is Japan's recognition of Asian dominance. Ribbintrov told me that Hiroshima repeatedly made requests during this period to interview me alone. Japan obviously wanted to restart the negotiations between the Japanese and German alliance and then define the sphere of influence with us." Xu Jun dusted the ashes of the cigar and turned over a page of telegram again.

"Look at this section, Weirle, the secret agent headquarters of Wang Puppet in Shanghai, no longer exists." Seeing this, the head of state was excited.

"Totally razed to the ground? It seems that the Count was having a great time in Shanghai." Weirle said with a smile.

ps: Chapter 2, thank you for your support.
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