"My Head!" With countless followers' envious eyes, Spel stood in front of the head, stood attentively, raised his right arm, raised his chin and greeted a standard German ritual.

"Goebel, the propaganda angle should be slightly changed... We are not enemies with the French people, so don't emphasize the venting sentiment of revenge, and focus on common prosperity and common progress." When Sperer was standing by him, Li Le, the fake guy, suddenly raised a question about the tone of propaganda to Goebel who was still beside him.

Goebbels was obviously stunned. Just the day before yesterday, on June 21, the erratic head of state was still scolding France for its sins, and emphasized the need to give France an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an eye for an tooth...

However, according to various past situations, Goebbels has long been used to the head of state who is used to taking risks and changing orders.

"We must learn from our Japanese friends this point. Since they want to promote greater East Asia, then Europe should achieve the great rejuvenation of co-prosperity under the leadership of Germany!"

While pointing to the forged exhibits around him, the fake head of state replied to Sperer: "It's like the great Renaissance, Germany should lead another revival of Europe! It's great and worth it, right?"

Li Le thinks it is effective to use the ideas of the Japanese in Asia, including liberation and common prosperity, to regulate the expansion theory of the Third Reich.

In order to win this war, Germany, with its small land, had to use as much power as possible in the occupied areas.

But in another time and space, it was obvious that the bureaucrats from all over the Third Reich did not realize their expansion strategies and racial policies, and their utilization rate of resources was simply terrible.

Although it is not realistic to change various policies now, Li Le still feels it is very necessary to make advance changes in some details.

"My Head, your words made me think." Goebbels nodded. He had already considered many issues at that moment.

After a brief trade-off, he also thought the head of state's proposal was good, or even a very politically intelligent solution.

Therefore, he soon made the subsequent arrangements in his heart: domestic small newspapers exaggerated the sentiment of revenge and met the people's spiritual needs for revenge; large newspapers and official media emphasized the revival of Europe and put on a gesture of the German, French and people being one family - it was a genius arrangement.

Goebbels was naturally very skilled in becoming the propaganda minister of Germany. He was able to use countless propaganda machines of the Third Reich, and unifying his caliber was one of his best shows.

After thinking about what to do, Goebbels suddenly realized that the Head of State had not interfered in his work, but this time he suddenly spoke for the first time about how to promote his trip to France.

He was a little confused and raised his head to look at the head of state, with a puzzled expression on his face. The strange things that happened last night once again hit his heart.

But then he felt at ease, because at this time the head of state had already taken Sperer's hand, pointed to the Venus in the distance, which was replaced by fakes, and used the artist's eyes to judge the best.

At this moment, the head of state seems to be the same head of state, but it is more fickle and unpredictable.

"Speer, this is just a fake, a fake that strives for perfection." Speer didn't know why the head of state grabbed his hand and said these words.

He could only listen quietly, listening to the moody man in front of him who was playing with the General Staff in his hands, talking to himself some unrelated content.

But the next second, he stopped there with trembling as if he was attacked by an electric eel. Because the head of state who was holding his hand suddenly asked without warning: "I want to transfer you to the German Railway to take on an important position. Do you have any requirements?"

"This... my head of state, should you discuss with Director General Mueller for the transfer of the railway department?" Sperer was shocked for a long time when he heard the head of state ask him, and then squeezed out such a sentence. The bureaucratic system in the Third Reich is very strong, and transfer and appointment and removal are very particular things. It is very troublesome for people like Sperer to work across departments.

Moreover, in Sperer's personal understanding, the Head of State was just a favor with the architect, and had never risen to the level of real responsibilities. At this moment when the war against France had just won, the Head of State suddenly wanted to transfer himself from the construction department he was good at to the railway department. What was the purpose?

"Mull has my arrangements, Sperer, my dear Sperer! I always think that your talents are underestimated and buried... I am a painting boy who is not appreciated, and you are a talented architect. We are the same kind of people, aren't we? Go to the railway department to study, look, think, and improve... Do you understand?" Obviously, the head of state today looks very profound, so profound that Sperer can't help but admire him.

It was a different feeling from the past. Spel suddenly had an urge to die for the head of state. In this booming Third Reich, how happy it would be to have a leader who is willing to reuse you and have the ability and capital to reuse yours?

"I understand! My Head of State! I will not let down the cultivation of the Head of State. I will definitely do my best in the position of the railway department, thanking the head of state for his kindness." Spel nodded and replied to the head of state.

At this moment, the grievances that were originally regarded as jesters disappeared naturally. It turned out that the depressions that had been jesters before were all the heads of state to polish their subordinates' good intentions. I have to admit that once I thought about the problem, Hillert's originally only 1.75 meters tall immediately became tall.

The head of state nodded, patted Sperer on the shoulder, and said, "Don't let me down, the road of art is endless, just like what we see, and our road is endless, believe me... the great Germany will surely become the master of this world."

Feeling Sperer's worship, the head of state who had just become the head of state, had a sense of pleasure of bowing down. Winning Sperer was a necessary means to ensure that Germany had a necessary means to organize production talents as soon as possible. The Third Reich, with limited production capacity, must enter a comprehensive mobilization system before invading the Soviet Union, which is the key to winning the war.

However, before handing over Imperial Industry to Spel, he must copy his previous personal work experience, experience and hit him, so that he can really become a talent, rather than helping to grow and destroy a real helper who does serious things.

As for those subordinates who were increasingly ignorant of serious things, the head of state who had already taken into the role turned around and looked at Gorene, who was wearing a white windbreaker in the distance but was still so fat that he almost couldn't tie his buttons. This fierce fat man performed very badly in Dunkirk, which ruined a chance to give Germany a more favorable situation.

However, in the coming Battle of Britain, the man who was promoted to the Imperial Air Force in 1936 made a mistake with the Head of State, giving Britain a chance to breathe. The Head of State has decided to correct his mistake, but Goren, who was standing in the distance, was not aware of all this.

To divide Goring's power, naturally, the Head of State remembered another powerful general in the Air Force. A few years later, Italy made its reputation as the German omnipotent Marshal Kesselin. It is precisely because of this good general that the current Head of State has the confidence to make his air force stronger.

Battle of Britain... Thinking of this, the Head of State calculated the knowledge he knew in his mind, and summarized what could be used and which were just boring mouths for keyboard warriors in later generations.

"Hess! Come here!" After thinking for a few seconds in his mind, the head of state signaled that Hess, the deputy head of the Third Reich who stood in the distance waiting for his summoning. This man inexplicably flew to Britain more than a year later, and didn't know whether to go to negotiate or defect to the enemy country - but this person is at least the number one confidant of the head of state, and is a very appealing senior official in the empire.

"My Head!" At this time, Hess was not as crazy as a mentally ill in 1941. He walked to the head of the head, stood attentively, raised his arm and saluted, "What do you need to serve me?"

"The war is still going on, and the British are not as friendly as we thought. It is very unwise to waste time in the hypocritical art hall in Paris at this time." Seeing his confidant coming, the head of state spoke slowly and said that he was planning to give up this trip.

The Deputy Head of the Third Reich, whose full name is Rudolph Walter Richard Hess, was obviously stunned when he heard this, then lowered his head slightly and lowered his voice and questioned: "My Head of State... At the meeting a few days ago, you just determined the policy of inducing surrender to Britain. For this policy, we even made a lot of remarks..."

Hearing Hess say this, the head of the head of state, who was no longer the original head of state, was a little embarrassed. Obviously, it was not a comfortable thing to slap his face. And who knew if Hess really believed the head of state's deception, so he fled to the UK in a private plane.
Chapter completed!