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Chapter 411:Tearing Face

On the tablet in front of the moustache, the live screen is over, and the Japanese picture on the picture has no light of death and no fireball that devours everything.

Switching to the captured footage of the reconnaissance aircraft, Japan, photographed at high altitude, became completely ruins.

In the face of such a terrible damage effect, the moustache has never said a word.

He was well aware of the meaning of Fan Yize's self-seeing picture, and the warning was full of meaning, completely the intimidation of the red fruit and the intimidation of nuclear weapons.

Without nuclear weapons, Germany could not afford the cost of war.

"How many nuclear bombs to intimidate the Japanese government is enough, why should we kill it?"When the picture was closed, the moustache said in a low voice.

"I hate this people of Japan."Fan Yize said very simply.

“Good reason, if I don’t surrender, are you going to strike Germany?”The beard raised his head, looked closely at Fan Yize, and asked.

To the beard's surprise, Fan Yize shook his head and said, “I do not intend to continue to use nuclear weapons against the world.”

“The Aryans can never be subject to others.”The beard was very irritable to the twilight.

“The world should live in peace, and there are no nobles, only damn people and people who don’t.”He looked at the manic-beard and said,

“No, the Aryans are the best of nations, and should stand above any people.”The beard yelled.

"This is only your propaganda for the ignorant people who plan the war, and you know it quite well that although the Germans are very good, I also like the strict style of the Germans, but for the whole world, the Germans are also a part of human beings, and I will not allow the existence of the national class."He said calmly.

“My army will fight to the end with blood, even if the enemy is the Red Guard Empire.”The beard said in a loud voice.

“Did you ask the soldiers?”Have you asked your generals and marshals?They want war, do they want to die?”Fan Yize asked.

"My orders are above all else."The bearded face was a little gloomy, gritted his teeth and said.

“They believe that you will take them to glory and regain all the dignity that you have lost, and you have done it, you have controlled more than half of Europe, and glory over history, and yet your generals and soldiers are exhausted, and they are now only thinking of going home, reuniting with their families, thinking of a peaceful life, rather than continuing to roll in blood.”Fan Yize said.

Fan Yize seemed to have puged the moustache of the soft ribs, and he exasperated, "Then we shall see."

“There is no need to be so much trouble, although I am here to completely solve the problems of Europe, a large number of German soldiers do not want to see the war continue, and I hope that the problems of Europe will be resolved as soon as possible.”Fan Yize said.

"If you're here, you can't succeed."The beard was angry, his eyes braved the light, staring at Fan Yize.

"Then you don't have to exist."Fan Yize also stared at the moustache, sharp eyes like a knife.

"The guard ..." heard Fan Yize's words, the moustache did not hesitate at all, and shouted loudly.

The moustache did not forget that when he first saw Fan Yize, Fan Yize appeared silently in his office.

The man in front of him is not only the supreme leader of the Red Police Empire, but also an extremely dangerous person.

As if it had been arranged, while the moustache shouted out the guards, two doors to the left and right of the office were washed open, and a large number of heavily armed German SS soldiers rushed into the office of the Chancellery.

If it wasn’t for the moustache’s office was large enough, it wouldn’t have crowded so many people.

The leader of the team is the most notorious executioner Himmler during World War II.

At this time Himmler was the captain of the SS, the head of the SS Empire, the head of the Gestapo, and now the Minister of the Interior, one of the three great figures under the moustache of the German Empire.

Himmler, who had led the SS into, quickly secured the moustache, and dozens of submachine guns were pointed at Fan Yize's head.

The moustache, protected inside, settled down at once, and did not face the hysteria of Fan Yize alone, but his eyes were even more crazy.

Seeing Fan Yize, who was pointed at the muzzle of his gun, in the presence of all the SS members around him, he said to Fan: "I swear to live and die with Germany, the Third Reich exists, and I will not bow down to anyone, let alone surrender."

In the face of the gun around the muzzle, in the face of the tenacious attitude of the moustache, Fan Yize slowly stood up from the sofa, his eyes were not around those SS soldiers with guns, and his eyes were focused on the moustache.

"Before I came here, I knew this, and I thought to myself, would I put myself in danger with such a clear purpose?"He said to the beard.

“This is Germany, this is Berlin, where you are staying is my office, and you are ready to be imprisoned...” The moustache was not finished, only to hear Berlin suddenly sounding a harsh air defense alarm.

For many months, there was no sound of anti-aircraft sirens over Berlin, and the sound of many days left Berliners all regained their instincts and gathered toward the bomb shelter.

In the sky around Berlin, dense fleets of aircraft gathered, and in the sky, black-pressure aircraft.

Disturbed inside and outside Berlin, intensive gunfire was also blared, and hundreds of anti-aircraft fire points around Berlin were attacked, and hundreds of anti-aircraft fire points, all German soldiers, as if they knew nothing, quietly stayed in their barracks.

The beard in the Chancellery, looking at the dense plane outside the window full of the sky, could hardly see any look of fear on his face, and said, "Are you letting them come to bomb or let them come to save you, and I will kill you if you drop a bomb in the city of Berlin."

"You have not yet understood that more than three years have passed since I first came to Berlin, do you think I am not ready at all?"Do you hear that Berlin can react with anti-aircraft guns other than anti-aircraft warnings?”He looked at his beard with some contempt and said.

“Then you will die!”The beard roared.

None of the SS soldiers around them fired.

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