The Chief of Staff had to go out for a relaxing moment, and in theory no one could overturn his decision. Weirle could have made some suggestions to the Chief of Staff because it was his responsibility as the chief staff member, but this time the Chief of Staff had made a completely opposite reaction from the past. If Xu Jun had no doubts at all, his nerves would be too slow, but he believed in Weirle's loyalty, no matter what the fox was planning secretly, it would not be detrimental to him.

Even so, some problems are still difficult to easily bypass, such as the security guards when the head of state went out. This head of state seems to have a characteristic that as long as he leaves his guard, he will attract all kinds of dangers and troubles like a magnet. Himmler believes that this is precisely the proof of the head of state's transcendence. Look at the monarchs and sages who have passed away forever in Germanic history, they will always encounter various dangers in their lives, because this is the trial of God's favored persons.

Colonel Daogen did not know whether to use mysticism to explain this kind of problem. Himmler was an avid primitive Nordic religion and was addicted to astrology and black witchcraft for a while. It seemed that it was a mistake to discuss this topic with him from the beginning.

However, since the head of state made a decision, the subordinates had no room to bargain, so they could only obey orders honestly. Lightweight and simple transportation is indeed a good idea. Small numbers of people are not easy to attract the attention of outsiders. They have always been practical on and off the battlefield. The disadvantage is that once a sudden danger occurs, the consequences will usually become very serious. Except for a few subordinates who cannot be removed, Xu Jun was only willing to carry four additional guards with him. In this matter, Captain Stark, the commander of the flag team, was not even qualified to express his personal opinions.

Daogen personally picked two W21/200 Mercedes-Benz cars from the underground garage, which is a very common household model on the streets of Berlin. It was originally used by staff from the head of state when going out for official business. Both cars are only five years old and have received careful maintenance and are in good condition.

Because Lieutenant Colonel Randolph was not there, the driver of the head of state was still Lieutenant Geisler, Diessenhauven, and Weirler were in the same car as the head of state, and Daogen and the four guards were in another car.

According to the requirements of the head of state, everyone changed into casual clothes. Xu Jun changed into a gray woolen suit, wearing a single-breasted suit coat of the same color and a gray top hat. In order to cover up his identity, he also specially wore a pair of flat glasses, which added some literary temperament to the head of state. Combined with his originally handsome appearance, he looked like a successful noble child.

Weirle wore a black tweed coat, a plaid wool scarf around his neck, a round top hat, and monocle glasses with silver chains on his eyes. Diesenhaufen changed into a plaid suit, a short coat and a baseball cap. If you put aside your personal temperament, the two looked like university professors and his students.

Daogen and the four guards were all wearing black leather coats, black top hats, and a standard Gestapo outfit. Five of them carried submachine guns and pistols with them. This kind of outfit could avoid a lot of trouble.

After November, the central administrative region lowered its regional alert level, and the streets in front of the new Prime Minister's Office gradually became lively. It is lunch time, and there are endless vehicles and pedestrians on Vos Street, and it seems that time has returned to 1936.

Some German people who came to visit the Prime Minister's Office gathered across the street from the Prime Minister's Office to watch the shift change ceremony of the German Prime Minister's Office every hour. The car carrying the head of state came up from the exit of the underground garage of the Prime Minister's Office, and then turned around and turned onto Albert Street. As Daogen had expected before, it did not attract the attention of the surrounding passers-by at all.

"I don't think that in the capital of the empire, in front of my people, there will be someone who dares to hurt me." The head of state rolled the window a crack and dissipated the cigar smoke in the carriage.

"The one that needs to be worried about is the enthusiastic citizens." Dieshenhofen retorted secretly in his heart, but he could only smile at the head of state in front of him.

He didn't know what the Chief of Staff had in his stomach, but as the head of state's personal adjutant, as long as the head of state's personal safety did not endanger the head of state's personal safety, he would obey all the orders given by Xu Jun. Diesenhaufen was the last line of defense around Xu Jun. The young adjutant wore a hidden underarm holster in his clothes, and a large-caliber revolver made by the United States was inserted into it.

"Do you have any plans? My Head of State." Weirle also rolled the window on one side of his car. The Mercedes-Benz was equipped with an air heater, so he was not afraid of the cold wind outside.

"I just want to take a look around and have an ordinary lunch outside. Do you have any suggestions?" Xu Jun asked back.

To be honest, Xu Jun has no idea about the geography of Berlin in the 1940s. Although he has Jack's memory, that guy is actually a disguised dead house. Except for attending Nazi party rallies, he rarely shows up on the streets. Now Xu Jun only knows a few restaurants and clubs that Nazi party leaders like to go to. If you ask what other good places to go in Berlin, he is afraid he is not even as good as the guards at the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"I know a good restaurant. My head and chef have a very good cooking skills. I believe you will be satisfied." Weirle's face was smiling.

"Really? I really have to try it. I'll make it in advance. If the dish doesn't suit my taste, you will pay for this meal." Xu Jun also replied with a smile.

It seems that this is the Chief of Staff’s plan. As a superior, of course, he must cooperate with each other.

"What if it satisfies you?" Weirler said with a smile.

"Then I will pay double the meal as a private reward for the chef." The head of state's eyes were a little sly.

"I'm afraid this is a bit unfair. My head of state lost and paid for it, but the chef won the money." Weirle complained.

"Well, it's indeed a bit unfair, so let's bet on 500 marks." The head of state said that he was a person who was good at doing good.

Even in Berlin's highest-end restaurant, a nine-course candlelight dinner with a wine of only more than 200 marks, the head of state made a big bet. However, Weille was not short of this amount of money. Putting aside the salary of the Lieutenant General of the Army, his family also operated a good industry.

"Trade." The Chief of Staff answered very decisively.

"Driver, let's go to Hindenburg Street now." Weirler ordered Geisler to order.

"As for your order, General." Geisler answered quickly.

The car was driving north along Albert Street, and not far ahead was the famous Brandenburg Gate. Brandenburg Gate was on the main axle of traffic in the center of Berlin. A traffic policeman in a white uniform stood in the middle of the road to command traffic. If he had seen a convoy of heads of state with a 10,000 flags appear from afar, he would have intercepted all vehicles here to clear the obstacles for the heads of state. However, today the heads of state was on patrol in a very small suit, so he could only wait for the red light with other vehicles.

A family car was parked side by side next to Xu Jun's car. A little boy sat in the back seat of the car, dressed like a bear. At this time, he was curiously looking at the car window. Xu Jun noticed the other party's gaze, and for a moment he was childish. He reached out and rolled down the car window beside him, and grimaced his cheeks at the little boy.

The little boy obviously had never experienced this before, and was a little confused for a moment, but soon he reacted and immediately pushed his fingers against his little nose happily and returned a cute grimace. The head of the empire immediately responded with color, and then played the grimace game between one big and one small through the car window.

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