Six Hundred and Ninety-One Powers

The German Parliament is densely packed with parliamentarians, layer by layer looks like the scales of a big fish, layer by layer, it looks really beautiful. Most of these people were wearing black and gray suits, some were wearing SS uniforms, Wehrmacht uniforms, and some were wearing uniform-style jackets without epaulettes.

Those who can sit here are all social elites with a certain status. No system can guarantee that some people at the bottom of society can be accommodated in their high-level decision-making circle. The poor status of farmers and workers can only be used at certain moments. They will appear in the highest leadership organization of a country, and over time, these workers and peasants will gradually become advanced producers, labor stars...and have evolved into "top people" such as peasant entrepreneurs and workers' entrepreneurial pacesetters. ".

So there is no need to whitewash any system, it is nothing more than the deformation and improvement of elite rule. As for the core thing, it will never be changed-want a democratic politics in which everyone participates? Who dares to hand over the decision to build nuclear reactors or expand wars to a farmer? Who dares to get someone who has been engaged in industrial automation all his life to be in charge of the national grain reserve for the next season? So let's throw the thing of absolute fairness into the latrine, it's just a means to shout slogans at any time to attack hostile countries.

Now, the Congress of the Third Reich is even more interesting. Most of the people sitting in it are beneficiaries of the expansion and development of the entire country. Everyone here has more or less participated in the war. To put it bluntly, everyone here is a heinous war criminal.

But now here, there are famous business executives who contribute millions of cars to human civilization every year; there are famous philanthropists whose rescue organizations have saved more than 100,000 homeless refugees in the past six months ;Of course, there are also excellent engineers here, who have improved the production process of heavy water, and there are newspaper media kings, media and public opinion manipulators who are enough to turn black into white... The only thing that doesn't exist is criminals.

The reporter's flashlight was facing the senior German general sitting in the first row and kept pressing the shutter, and the spotlight was exploding one after another. The one sitting at the top was Field Marshal of the Third Reich, Lundstedt. Then came the general of the Imperial Logistics Department, the general of the General Planning and Equipment Department, and even the general of the Imperial Military Reserve Department. Although these high-ranking military officers are usually not well-known, they are all real representatives of the real power faction of the imperial government.

Further back, there are rows of celebrities, the eldest son of Krupp, the young representatives of the new imperial aristocracy; the agents of the Jewish plutocrats and the chairmen or leaders of other parties. However, those who surrounded these people and were far outnumbered by a hundred times were the representatives of the Greater German Party sitting there with a blank expression on their chests. Compared with other forces, they are crowded with people, accounting for more than 90% of the number.

Everyone in the venue was discussing the reasons for calling an emergency congress. Some well-informed people already knew about the American bombers’ air strikes on Romanian oil fields, and they were obviously worried about the attitude of the empire. After all, the war with the Soviet Union had caused Germany to lose hundreds of thousands of people. Youth, this is definitely a very serious image for a country.

"I think it's better not to be impulsive. If possible, sign a non-aggression treaty with the United States...it's more in the fundamental interests of the empire." A nobleman peddled his idea to the well-dressed lady beside him, Hope to get more supporters when voting in a while. It’s no wonder that he hopes for peace between Germany and the United States. He is a businessman dealing in luxury wines and beverages in France. Exploring the American market is obviously more attractive to him than war.

On the other side, the representatives of the most strictly controlled military industry enterprises of the Greater German Party have the exact opposite attitude. They are already discussing increasing the annual production of incendiary bombs and aerial bombs by another 400,000 tons to meet the expansion of the scale of war. Subsequent combat needs.

A fat man in a white suit is introducing his cannon production line to a man wearing a military uniform without rank epaulets. This Belgian businessman has been authorized by the Ministry of Defense to produce 150mm self-propelled artillery. The chassis uses the outdated No. 3 Improved tank: "The workers are very enthusiastic about production, and there is no problem with overtime. At least three of these artillery can go off the production line a day. If they are loaded before painting, they can be taken away and distributed to the front line on the same day!"

The person next to him is not a small character, and his costume has already explained a lot of problems. It is a very popular dress in Berlin now, which shows that this kind of person is a traditional Junker nobleman corresponding to the call of the empire. Although they don't have any real power, they are extremely noble because of their traditional status. Most of these people have their own shares in new industries, and they still have a considerable right to speak without decision-making power.

He listened to the Belgian businessman, who became a German citizen half a year ago, promoting his production line and products, nodding his head from time to time. He revealed his intention to participate in military production a few days ago, so he is investigating several military projects with promising prospects. He can be regarded as a big funder. It is no wonder that the former Belgian boasted so hard.

In the first row, a general of the logistics department is tilting his head and asking Marshal Rundstedt in a low voice. He is worried that the preparations of the logistics department are not as perfect as he imagined, and there will be some mistakes in future wars: "My Marshal, is the empire really going to declare war on the Americans? The German strategic material reserves cannot meet the needs of two-front combat, we must persuade the head of state to give up the idea of ​​fighting the United States head-on..."

"Your Excellency, if I were you, just shut your mouth, and sit obediently, leaning on the back of the chair." Rundstedt frowned and looked at the general of the logistics department with a belly in front of him, but he did not forget Crying and sarcastic: "I personally think that as an imperialist, as long as you accept the order of the head of state and execute it."

"Yes... yes!" The general saw that Lundstedt was unwilling to say anything more about the issue of starting the war, so he quickly shut up. Everyone has to give up three points, and they don't even dare to take revenge by embezzling logistics supplies-if these Akado's confidants love to sue them to the mansion of the head of state, they will definitely not be able to bear the rhythm of walking around.

Just as everyone was guessing how the head of state and other real high-level decision-makers would respond to the US attack on Romania, a row of SS soldiers walked into the venue, stood on both sides of the aisle with their hands behind their backs, their heads held high. After these people entered the venue, the "buzzing" sound of the entire large venue completely disappeared, and the entire venue was a little strangely quiet. Everyone sat up straight involuntarily, and their expressions became dull.

Sure enough, a few seconds later, with a high-pitched shout of "The Head of State is here", the main entrance of the conference hall was pushed open from both sides, and Akado walked in accompanied by Anna, with a dignified look on his face. expression.

Just as he stepped into the venue, there was a sudden crash in the venue of thousands of people. It was the sound of his butt leaving the folding seat, and there was such a sense of neatness in it. Akado's prestige is unshakable in the whole of Germany. Imagine that Hitler in 44 years can still be as stable as Mount Tai. One can imagine how much power Akado has in Germany today.

"Führer Akado? Rudolph! Long live!" As the people all stood up, with their right hands raised, with the sound of their heels bumping when they stood at attention, there was an overwhelming cheer at the same time. At this moment, no one Will question the wonderful feeling that power brings. Anyone who faces such a mountain shout will feel happy, without exception.

Surrounded by forest-like arms on both sides, Akado stepped on the red carpet and walked towards the position that symbolizes the pinnacle of power. Those who can stand there are the ones who can control the world and the ones who can change history , and the strongest person in the world.

He walked on the red carpet, step by step, until he arrived at the intersection of the aisle and the first row of auditoriums. Then, in the eyes of everyone and the flicker of the reporter's camera, he smiled and faced Lund who was saluting. Statter waved his hand to signal for everyone to finish their salutations, and then the entire auditorium resounded with the sound of arms slapping the trousers on both sides of his trousers.

"My marshal! Are you ready for war?" Akado did not turn around in a hurry and walked to the chairman of the meeting, but asked Rundstedt facing him.

"My head of state! Army Group A can go to the front line at any time! I believe that all your troops, like mine, have been prepared for all battles since the moment they swore the oath to you!" Rundstedt replied standing at attention : "Order! My most respected head of state!"

Akado nodded, then turned around, and walked to the highest position. There are already all kinds of speakers and microphones. Compared with today's, the shapes are very exaggerated, but the workmanship is very exquisite, revealing the German mechanical design. That heavy aesthetic.

Akado stood still behind these microphones, restrained the smile on his face, and the temperature in the entire hall instantly cooled down: "Gentlemen, in view of the United States' attack on Germany's ally, Romania, an important oil production base, we I am very sorry...Since Roosevelt thinks he has the hope of defeating Germany, then I will give him this chance! Everyone thinks that I will give an important speech today. In fact, you guessed wrong. I only have one thing to tell you !"