Imperial Overlord

When he arrived at the place that the head of state was most interested in, the chief secretary of the head of state was obviously relieved. His words broke the dull atmosphere and awakened Li Le from the different scenery.

This kind of feeling is really good, mastering the universe and looking down on all beings... No wonder there are so many heroes and celebrities who are rushing to power and want to climb to the top.

Looking at the gate of the Louvre Palace, Li Le nodded: "Then, let's continue."

"Long live the Führer!" Right in front of him, on both sides, two SS soldiers in black uniforms raised their arms and were showing their loyalty to him with the most standard German salute.

Although a whole night has passed, Li Le still hasn't fully adapted to his current situation. The knowledge on the Internet in his mind, which combines the information of this era, appears in his mind.

The familiar computer and monitor were all gone, and the small room that wasn't too spacious also disappeared. What remained in front of him was a different scene, which was equally familiar to him, but made him shudder even more.

These intertwined scenes made Li Le feel a little dizzy. His face was very ugly. It seemed that the counterfeit artworks in front of him did not interest him at all.

After walking through several exhibition halls in a row, Li Le was absent-minded, and the people next to him also found that the atmosphere was wrong, but most of them were unrelated and continued a strange silence.

"My head of state, what's wrong? Don't you like these French handicrafts?" The one beside him claimed to have created a mustache and packaged the head of the Third Reich as the king of imperial propaganda. With a proud smile, he asked Li Le with concern.

"No, no, I..." Li Le stretched out his hand, but saw a Caucasian palm in front of him. He was still not used to the changes in his body, and he still had some resistance to his current appearance.

So he waved his palms, and then covered his eyes: "Yesterday's events made me very uncomfortable, do you have a room? I need to rest."

"Doctor! Where is the Fuhrer's accompanying doctor?" Goebbels turned around and shouted loudly to a large group of entourages wearing various military uniforms and suits who were following not far away. The crowd over there followed a little commotion.

"No! I'm fine." Li Le stretched out his arm to stop Goebbels from continuing to summon the doctor, and said, "I need a room, just let me rest! No need for a doctor!"

Goebbels clearly understood, and quickly nodded to indicate that he understood the concerns of the Führer. A qualified leader must sometimes consider the impact of his body on the country, and sometimes it is absolutely necessary to properly conceal his illness.

Thinking of this, Goebbels opened his mouth and said to the entourage behind him: "The Führer is fine! Don't be nervous! The Führer may be a little tired, just take a rest!"

The people accompanying him were obviously relieved, but the mood to point fingers at the artworks around him was gone. Himmler pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned his head and chatted with Speer beside him: "Last night the Führer was attacked. This matter is being negotiated with France, but it seems that the Führer was stimulated."

At this time, Speer had obviously not reached his peak. As an architect, he was closer to a consultant who explained the beauty of architecture to the Führer.

Although he was shocked by the news that the Fuhrer was assassinated, he also knew that this was not something he could express his opinion on. So he shook his head and comforted: "Mr. Himmler, maybe the Führer really just wants to rest. As far as I know, he was fine yesterday."

Himmler nodded. He just wanted to find someone to talk about his depression, because he had a close conversation with the Führer last night, and he really didn't feel anything wrong with the Führer's body. Asking Speer to say such a sentence is just confirming his own thoughts.

The accompanying medical staff had already stepped forward at this time, and Li Le was helped into a room not far away for museum managers to rest.

Seeing that at least ten people walked into the house with him, Li Le had to speak again and commanded in a commanding tone: "Everyone go out! I want to be quiet by myself! Don't let anyone disturb me, understand?"

Goebbels seemed to want to stay in the room to accompany Li Le, but Li Le quickly waved to him, indicating that he should also leave.

The other party could only helplessly retreat in the direction of the door, and before closing the door, he said, "Führer, we are just outside the door, call us if you need it."

After the door was closed, Li Le frowned. For someone like him who was familiar with German history, the Third Reich actually planted the seeds of defeat at the glorious moment of victory.

The first is the rapid decay of the entire bureaucracy, as well as the mutual restraint between various internal groups - as for the Junker aristocrats and capitalists who have no bottom line, in Li Le's eyes, they are no different from enemies.

At this time, Germany had already started to cleanse the Jews, and this bad national sentiment had spread, and it also destroyed the order in the areas occupied by the Third Reich.

These are all mistakes that need time to correct. Li Le, who is the fake head of state in a short period of time, does not dare to question and revise these "established national policies".

All he can do now is to find a way to stabilize his position and make those who doubt him forget about last night.

But there are some things that can be deployed in advance. At least in Li Le's view, he must hurry up and win more opportunities for the empire he likes.

For example, what I just saw, the original plan was to accompany the head of state to appreciate the architectural style and appreciate the artistic atmosphere of the famous architect Speer, which has a very good use value.

This organizational genius, after taking over the industrial production of the Third Reich, made the German war machine full of vitality. In the passive 1943, the failed 1944, and even the desperate 1945, a huge amount of materials were produced. .

Therefore, many people on the Internet who support or do not support the Third Reich believe that if Germany entered the wartime mobilization earlier, and enabled practical officials like Speer, it might be more "firm".

And Li Le, who happened to be one of these people, had a good impression of Speer. In the movie The Destruction of the Empire, this person was rarely described as a "normal person image" with three points of rationality. .

Therefore, Li Le felt that on the road of saving the Third Reich, enabling Speer was definitely an option that could be tried.

"Goebbels! Come in!" Thinking of this, Li Le, who already regarded himself as the head of the Third Reich, greeted the men waiting outside the door.

With this face, this identity, and all the knowledge and foresight of later generations, the confidence he has at this moment seems to be three points more fiery than the original head of state.

The door was pushed open from both sides by two SS soldiers, carefully selected of Germanic ethnic origin, which made them look very matched with the black uniform. With a slender figure and a high chin, it looks a bit majestic at first glance.

"My Führer!" Goebbels walked into the room from between the two guards and gave a standard German salute as soon as they met.

Li Le, who already regarded himself as the head of the empire, nodded with a smile, and was very satisfied with the appearance of a historical celebrity standing at attention in front of him with great respect and admiration.

He omits the arduous process of making a fortune. Those demons who have been engraved with a pillar of shame have long since worshipped him, the top demon king.

"Although the weather in France is good, I'm still a little uncomfortable because of what happened last night. I'm fine now, I'm fine." Having brought in the head of state, the new head of state grabbed the cup in front of him.

He glanced at Goebbels and said to himself: "There is no boiling water here, I think next time I come, it is best to prepare some. After all, we are not visiting guests. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com we Is it the master here?"

His words lifted Goebbels' spirits, and he immediately nodded and saluted: "My head of state, your words are very kind. We should be the masters of this place and the whole of Europe! Is your body really okay? The accompanying doctors are just outside the door, if you feel uncomfortable, I'll call them in."

"No, Goebbels, I'm really fine." Li Le waved his hand and rejected the proposal to let the accompanying doctors come in. He looked at the exquisite decorations around him, waved his hand and stood up: "Continue to visit, After all, it is full of art here, you know, I like art very much, art is full of beauty.”

He lifted his feet and walked out, and his steps were very steady.

Goebbels stopped there and waited for the Führer to pass by. He carefully looked at the Führer's gait. After thinking that it should be fine, he turned around and followed up with the Führer who had actually been dropped, and walked out of the door of the lounge.

"My Führer, are you alright?" After seeing the fake Führer Li Le walking out of the lounge, Himmler with glasses stepped forward and gave a German salute, and asked with concern.

At this time, Li Le took a close look at the head of the SS who betrayed at the last moment in the movie Destroying the Empire, nodded and replied with a smile: "Himmler... My most loyal Himmler, I'm fine. , very good. Thank you for your concern...for worrying you."

Then the Führer staggered his steps, turned sideways, put his eyes on Speer behind Himmler, with a faint smile on his mouth, and ordered: "This is about art. Your visit, Speer, it's inconvenient for me to stand so far away, come here! Come to me, my Speer."