"I think he has recognized you." Dieshenhofen turned his head and looked helplessly at the head of the Empire in the back seat.

"Impossible, my makeup is impeccable." The head of state was still stubborn.

"Didn't you see the driver's expression at that time? You scared him, my head of state?" Weirler turned around and looked at the rear window. The car was parked at the intersection and did not move.

"He saluted you, he was saluting, he really recognized you." Dieshenhofen looked at the rearview mirror, and the father was excited to poke his body out of the car window and raising his arms towards the car.

"Well, accelerate, Geisler, accelerate quickly." The head of state rolled up the window and issued an order to the driver.

"As for orders, my head of state." Geisler answered respectfully and hung up three levels.

The traffic rules in the 1940s were quite rough compared to those in later generations, especially in Europe, where the war had just ended. The chaotic situation was unimaginable for later generations. Take the UK as an example. In almost a year, no British man obtained a formal driving license because driving school teachers and examiners were recruited by the army. As a result, more than 80% of the new drivers driving on the streets in the UK got temporary driver's licenses, and the remaining 20% ​​did not even have this piece of paper.

There were not as many safety regulations as in later generations at that time, and most models did not have safety belts, even those luxury and high-end sports cars. There was almost no punishment for drunk driving. Because of the war, many drivers fell in love with the things in the cup, and some people were even used to drinking a drink first and then driving on the road.

The situation in Germany is slightly better than that in the UK. Car drivers must register with the government and then join organizations such as regional transportation associations. At least they must be members of a car club. The Nazis took this approach to control all walks of life in German society.

Xu Jun has realized the problems caused by drunk driving, because this is quite common in the German army. The army logistics directory contains alcohol supplies. It is not prohibited for soldiers to drink during rest. As long as they do not drink too much, it will delay official duties. Usually no officer will pay attention to this kind of thing, because officers themselves often like to get together to drink two drinks during rest.

To be honest, the Germans' obsession with alcohol is second only to the Russians among European countries. In the past, every time they go on a military camp for holidays, they often see drunken German officers and soldiers in nearby taverns.

The Germans died in traffic accidents and were calculated according to customary practice to calculate the data on non-combat casualties, plus the injuries and disabilities, and the total number of retired people was quite amazing. A well-trained elite infantry did not die heroically on the battlefield, but died under the wheel of a drunk driver. This loss is really regrettable and frustrating.

Xu Jun has issued a driving ban in the German army. Anyone who drives a motor vehicle is prohibited from drinking any alcoholic beverages before performing a mission, unless he has obtained the consent of a superior officer before drinking. The latter one is to consider that some working environments require drivers to drink a small amount of alcohol, such as the cold winter night on the Eastern Front, alcohol can make drivers feel better. Although science has proved that alcohol can cause the body to lose temperature faster, in the ice and snowy environment, drinking spirits can help the body accelerate blood circulation and reduce the possibility of frostbite at the end of the limbs.

The topic is too far, let’s look at the head of state. When planning the city center of Berlin, it was designed as an administrative center. A large number of neoclassical and Renaissance-style buildings were filled with various gray granite walls, Roman or Greek columns, exquisite stone sculptures and bronze statues, and bronze vaults with a layer of emerald green rust. The central area of ​​Berlin with Brandenburg as the core is beautiful, solemn and magnificent, fully reflecting the majesty and prosperity of an empire.

Go east along the Bodhi Street, along the way, there are the famous Berlin Armory and Humboldt University. Further east is the Spree River across the city of Berlin. In the middle of the river is the famous Spree Island, also known as the Museum Island. Starting from the establishment of the first public museum in Germany by King Frederick William II of Prussia, it took a hundred years to build the German government on the island. The title of Museum Island can be said to be well deserved.

In history, this Hexin Island was bombed violently by the Allied forces, and 70% of the buildings were damaged. Many precious cultural relics and exhibits were destroyed by the war, which really made people sigh.

Xu Jun actually wanted to visit the museum island. He was quite interested in the ancient Roman and Byzantine cultural relics collected there, but every time he thought about it, he had no time to go. When he had time, he was delayed by other things. As a result, he stayed in Berlin for so long, but he never had the chance to get what he wanted. This time, Weirle arranged to go to Hindenburg Street, which was exactly the opposite direction to the museum island. Obviously, the head of state missed the opportunity to visit the museum this time.

Hindenburg Street is located in the southwest corner of Tyre Park, connecting Budapest Street, near which is the famous Berlin Zoo. This is the most famous pedestrian shopping street in Berlin at that time. A set of walking paths were marked on the center of the road. On both sides of the walking path were tracks of trams, on the outside were motor vehicle lanes, and then the sidewalks along the street. This dazzling road traffic system, like a sandwich biscuit, has been running in an orderly manner. The Germans' paranoid pursuit of order was the greatest reflection on this road.

Below Hindenburg Street is the Berlin Metro Line. There is a subway station entrance at each end of the street. Next to the subway station is a long parking lot, with a white line distinguished parking spaces. The head of state and the guard's car parked in two of the parking spaces. There is a fee for parking here. A manager wearing a stormtrooper's brown uniform and a red top hat walked over with a registration form. Then he saw five "Gestapos" wearing fur coats getting out of one of the cars. The administrator immediately stopped at the foot, and then turned around without hesitation. It was obvious that these Gestapos were performing official duties, and asking them to collect money was purely causing trouble.

"I haven't been here for a while, and it doesn't look like I've changed at all." Diesenhofen opened the car door for Xu Jun.

"You and Wolf stayed and watched the car." Daogen walked over and said to Geisler in the driver's seat.

"I understand." Geisler nodded and agreed. Someone must stay to guard the vehicle to prevent being tampered with by outsiders. This is the responsibility of the exclusive driver, and Geisler has no complaints about this.

"It's really lively here. Weller, let's go to the zoo later. It's not too far from here." Xu Jun was a little excited. In the past, he just took a special car by this place. This was the first time he was actually in the real world.

"We won't go to the zoo, sir. "We have already agreed to it before leaving. Everyone calls Xu Jun a sir outside, and Xu Jun just needs to call others by his name.

"Oh? Are we not going?" The head of state was a little disappointed.

"Did you forget that we are here for dinner?" Dieshenhofen reminded him.

"Ah...yes, Weirle, where do we go to have dinner?" The head of state became energetic again, and he was indeed a little hungry, and he still remembered making a bet of five hundred marks with Weirle.

"You'll be there a little further ahead, sir." Weirler said, pointing to the street.

"So what are you waiting for? Let's go, gentlemen." Xu Jun took half a cigar in his mouth and followed the walking path under the guidance of Weiller. As the Chief of Staff said, the destination was indeed not far away, and it took almost two minutes to arrive.

"This... Weirle, I knew you had planned it." Xu Jun looked up at the restaurant signboard. The three Chinese characters "Defu Tower" on the red plaque were shining with golden light under the sunlight.

"Just want to give you a surprise, sir." Weirle replied with a smile.

"Obviously you did it, Mr. Weirle." Xu Jun also laughed, and he turned his head to look at Daogen.

"You are also an insider in this matter." Without waiting for the colonel's answer, the head of state reached out and pushed open the restaurant door.

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Chapter completed!