Eva fell into the vinegar jar

  As a captain, you need to have a good first mate. Hitler needed someone to take charge of domestic affairs, he spent all day guessing his subordinates: heroes emerge in troubled times. These comrades were all outstanding, loyal to Hitler, but to become his main assistant, the Imperial Chancellor, it was not enough to just have these qualities, they also had to resonate with him ideologically. G?ring was too vain, greedy for pleasure, and sloppy; Himmler was sinister, ruthless, and immersed in racial fantasies; Ribbentrop's prestige was low; Speer was capable but lacked experience, his ideal first mate was Goebbels. He relied on him to eliminate internal and external troubles, steer the ship towards victory, at least escape danger.

  "Dr. Goebbels, I've asked you to come here specifically because I want to hear your true views on the current situation. Leave the official speeches and written reports for another time; I just want you to tell me the truth."

  G?ring fell silent for a moment, as if he had made up his mind to something big, and opened his mouth: "We must switch to a war economy as soon as possible. I suggest letting Speer take full control of the economy, he's a genius."

  It's really a case of great minds thinking alike. Goebbels spoke for an hour from the aspects of politics, economy, logistics and ethnic issues until night fell on this small teahouse.

  Goebbels hesitated: "I have one more private matter, namely Magda's son, of course I also always treated him as my own."

  Li De: "What do you want to say?"

  "He was a company commander of sappers in Belarus and had conflicts with local civil authorities, so he couldn't stay there, I thought to change his job."

  The commander looked at him strangely, this was a trivial matter, why bring it up with him? Then he understood: the doctor wanted to be both a banner son and set up a memorial archway. He hesitated for a moment before saying: "The troops are transitioning to defense, the front line urgently needs engineers, you don't need to show your face, I'll let Speer arrange it for him, after the winter construction is completed, he can be transferred back."

  Thank you, Goebbels.

  Heidemann stood up and discussed the last thing on his mind with him: "This Himmler, I suspect that he deliberately inspected the concentration camp today. Recently, I have been making speeches to downplay ethnic conflicts, cancelled the 'Political Commissar Order' which stipulated that all political commissars captured at the front should be shot, and General Wolff, the permanent representative of the Waffen-SS headquarters, will report to him in detail."

  G?ring looked at the Führer with a warning glance and said, not without concern: "I think we still need to appease him. After all, he has been the national leader of the SS for many years, with deep roots and strong party and organizational discipline, as well as being very self-disciplined. I dare say that if the SS did not have him, it would be much weaker."

  Li De felt slightly displeased: What's the point of having a party guard if it wouldn't be much worse without him? Would they have to eat mixed-breed pigs if Zhang Tuhou wasn't around? He fell silent, noticing someone standing vaguely in front. As he drew closer, he saw it was Bao Man. Li De deliberately asked him what he was doing. With an unhappy face, he said: "My leader, I'm reflecting on my mistakes."

  "What's wrong?" Li De asked vigilantly, habitually turning to Goebbels, who was secretly smiling.

  Bormann seemed deeply distressed: "I have made a mistake in not protecting the Fuehrer and following him."

  Li De was taken aback and lost his smile, patted him on the shoulder comfortingly, pointed to the place where the lights were shining brightly and said: "Come on, let's not talk about it anymore, let's go dance."

  Dancing is Aiwa's hobby, especially today's birthday dance party. Everyone saw the Yuan Shou came and played "The Merry Widow Waltz" to cater to her taste:

  "A beautiful day with a lovely view, light and graceful dance steps, so wonderful"

  Good times, how can I forget, true joy

  On this beautiful night, I pour out my heart to you.

  There are many things I want to tell you...

  Lee Dequan danced a waltz with Eva, then wrapped Magda in his arms. This elegant woman had an infinite charm for men, but at most could only stick to her towering chest, and think about it for a moment. However, Magda wanted more, whispering quietly in his ear: "My Führer, tell me, what did you discuss with my husband?"

  Li De's mouth was half open, and he involuntarily took a step back. Magda let out a snort and sprayed Li De with saliva all over his face and into his mouth. In front of everyone, Li De felt embarrassed to wipe off the saliva on his face, especially the part that had already melted in his mouth. A strange feeling rose up inside him: "Let's just consider it as a leftover from our kiss."

  Magda blushed slightly and quickly regained her elegant demeanor, tilting her head with a smile and saying: "I guess you're going to promote my husband."

  Li De smiled and said: "Magda, isn't this tune wonderful?"

  Magda was a bit angry and pouted: "I'll tell you, Eva already knows that you picked up the Eastern beauty."

  Li De stopped in his tracks, just as he was about to ask what was going on, the music stopped and Magda stepped on his foot.

  ……

  After the ball ended, those who used to accompany the Führer for midnight tea and conversation were waiting in the grand hall. Lingg yawned and came out, seeing them he asked strangely: "The Führer and Eva have long gone upstairs to sleep, what are you fools waiting here for?" Seeing Bormann was also among the crowd, he stuck out his tongue and quickly left.

  Everyone dispersed in a hurry, some with a look of frustration, others relaxed, the female secretary Schroeder said to Bowman: "I found that the leader has been acting strangely recently, not opposing others from eating meat, nor pulling others to stay up late." Bowman put his index finger on his lips and shushed everyone, waving his hand for them to rest. Everyone dispersed, but after a while, they gathered again in the conference room. How could these people who were used to staying up with the leader sleep? Before long, Bowman also joined the self-initiated overnight team, bringing French brandy and apple slices for everyone.

  Goebbels and his wife returned to the room, waiting for all six children to fall asleep. Magda then pulled Goebbels out of the room where he was writing in his diary, Goebbels looked at Magda in surprise as she lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and exhaled slowly.

  Goebbels frowned and asked: "What's making you so pleased with yourself? You know the Fuehrer can't stand women smoking."

  "Don't say that, he's not my husband. Ah, have you mentioned Harold's thing?"

  Magda picked up a German Finas cigarette and teased, "Come on, I'll give you one as a reward."

  Goebbels knocked the cigarette box to the ground. Magda said, "You're about to be reused by the Fuehrer, and you're still so clumsy, which doesn't match the brilliant image of the party and state leaders."

  "Don't talk nonsense." Goebbels looked cautiously outside, then turned back with a smile all over his face and said in a low voice, "What do you know? I saw that you were chatting very happily when you danced together."

  Magda pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and said resolutely, "You just wait and see, I trust my intuition, even if the Führer didn't reveal a single word to me."

  Magda suddenly became sentimental, her hands embracing the slightly disappointed husband's neck and said: "When you are successful, you will be even more busy with women all day."

  Goebbels pulled his hand away: "I'm already a minister, how can I fly high to get there? Can't be the leader..."

  "Shh——" Magda clamped her hand over Goebbels' mouth, and the couple simultaneously looked out of the window, then turned back to each other, exchanging a smile. Magda whispered in his ear: "Didn't you say the Führer is dissatisfied with Himmler? If he becomes the national leader of the SS, it would be much more powerful than being the Minister of National Enlightenment and Propaganda now... Remember, don't look for an Eastern woman then... Maybe the Führer will give you the occupied territories..."

  Goebbels nodded and then shook his head quickly. Suddenly, a shrill scream came from upstairs: "Send that damn Russian woman back to where she came from, I never want to see her again."

  It's Eva's voice. Goebbels quickly pulled Magda into the inner room and scolded: "This is all because of you women gossiping. Sleep."

  A faintly audible voice came through, strained to a low pitch: "Not Russia, Latvia... I've explained it to you how many times already..."

  ……

  Li De slept in until 10 o'clock as usual, and Lin Ge was still calling outside the door: "Good morning, my leader! You should get up." At the same time, he put the newspaper and news briefing at the door.

  Li De felt his head swelling, half due to the several bottles of champagne he and Ai Wa had secretly drunk the night before, and half due to Ai Wa's vinegar-like temper after drinking.

  Loyal Linge looked inside and saw no movement, adding: "My Führer, Field Marshal Keitel has been waiting for some time."

  "What? Why didn't you say so earlier?" Li Deteng jumped out of bed, but due to using too much force, he felt dizzy and quickly used his hand to support himself on Aiwa's shoulder. After hastily washing up, he rushed out the door. Aiwa, who was still in bed, shouted: "Lingzi, your shirt collar isn't pulled out! Hey, you're almost fifty years old, but you're still as careless as a young man."

  Ten minutes later he appeared in the living room, and saw that his love was sitting at the table with Rania, chatting very enthusiastically, Rania laughing so hard she couldn't close her mouth.

  Heppner didn't realize until the Premier walked up to him, his round face slightly red, hastily stood up, accompanied by a loud horseshoe sound, his knee bone hit the table, painful that he gritted his teeth, Renia stretched out to support him, her hand was halfway and froze, staring at the Premier in a daze.

  Li De had a roll of paper tucked in his armpit, and he motioned to Hepner to go outside. The two men went to the telegraph room - that small teahouse. Li De got straight to the point: "I've summoned you from the front line because I'm thinking of appointing you as commander of the Ladoga Lake Group Army. What do you think?"

  "Commander of the Ladoga Lake Group?" Hepner mechanically repeated, his round face turning into a huge question mark.

  Leeb said bluntly: "The Fourth Tank Group Army must be secretly transferred to the north, and at that time I will give you two divisions to form a new composite army independent of the Northern Group Army."

  "Synthetic Army Group?" Heppner was overjoyed, which meant he could command several armies, and now he only had two armies under him, the 41st and 56th Armies, and his rank had also been elevated from an armored group to an army group, a whole level higher.

  Lee unfolded the map and gave him a detailed account of his concerns and intentions: At present, two German troops are advancing northward east of Lake Ladoga. The 12th Armored Division of the 39th Motorized Armored Corps has advanced to Tikhvin and is now stuck in place. Meanwhile, the First Army is attacking Volkhov, not far from the lake. He estimated that the enemy would soon organize a large-scale counterattack.

  Heppner was a straight shooter, bluntly retorting that if the enemy didn't counterattack, what would happen? Even if they did counterattack, it wasn't a big deal, as they had done so before and ended up getting beaten by the battle-hardened German army.

  "Don't underestimate the enemy." Li De warned him, "This is different from before, winter belongs to the Russians, after several months of fighting, they have also figured us out. I can tell you that on November 11th, yesterday, General Meretskov assembled the 7th Army and the remnants of the original defense of Tikhvin's 4th Army, launched a fierce attack from the march into the German army that broke through 30 kilometers north of Tikhvin, and the Germans were immediately driven back to the northern suburbs of Tikhvin. And in the west, it is estimated that in a few days, the Soviet 54th Army will also launch a massive counterattack, with the goal of driving the 1st Army attacking Volkhov back to its starting point."