Chapter 37
Paul Joseph Goebbels sat in his oriental royal family, enjoying the spring in Berlin from the open car window.
The sky after the spring rain is pure. Although it was bombed last night, the sky in Berlin still looks bright and cute under the spring rain.
But these are not the main reasons why he opened the car window. What he needed was actually cold air. At least he thought that in this temperature of air, he could think more quickly and accurately.
At the same time, he also searched in his memory, searching for the often drunk Admiral Ernst Utd, who seemed to be so clear and quick-thinking today.
"Today is a strange day. Could it be that the drunk cat appears so active because spring has arrived?"
Cats in spring are always restless, especially at night, they can often catch their "calling for their partner". As for Ernst Utd, a guy who was joked about as a "drunk cat" in the German military and political circles, looks surprisingly sober today.
With doubts, Paul Joseph Goebbels recalled the call from the Air Force General Ernst Utd earlier today.
"Dr. Goebbels, today we have a fighting show of a new fighter here. I wonder if our Air Force is honored to be your attention, if your schedule is not so tight, or we can all spend a pleasant day together!"
Look at how beautiful these secretly compliments are said, but this is not a good signal for Paul Joseph Goebbels, who believes that "the lie will become the truth after it is repeated a thousand times."
"Herman Goring left the Air Force, but the favor of the head of state fell on the drunk cat. This is really..."
Paul Joseph Goebbels felt somewhat confused about Hermann Goeblin when Hermann Goeblin left Berlin. He didn't understand what kind of power could make the current head of state put the former together with Hermann Goeblin by Ernst Rome in the face of tribulation.
And as far as he sees, even a famous drunk cat like Ernst Utd cannot match a single Hermann Gorene.
You know, this guy is close friends with the two presidents of the Chinese Federation, and he is even worried that without Hermann Gorene, the Luftwaffe's slightly more technical advantage over the Allied forces would be lost.
The flight performance of the new fighter was held at an airport near Berlin. The flying person was an elite fighter pilot in the Satan Squadron, but the fighter used was developed and produced by the Germans based on the WD-1 fighter.
The me-262 Salamander fighter has appeared. Although the name is the same, due to the technology of the wd-1 fighter, this type of jet fighter has undergone updated changes. The biggest change is that the appearance of the me-262 Salamander fighter is more modern. It makes people misunderstand whether the Germans have obtained any updated equipment from the Chinese Federation.
Although it still has a nearly shark-like fuselage, the two engines originally installed under the wing have been moved to the wing root. The biggest change is that the straight wing has become a swept wing, which gives it some high-speed performance.
The entire fighter is a bigger round than the WD-1 fighter. The tail nozzle under the tail wing makes its twisting layout look a bit like the WD-3 ghost fighter of the Chinese Federation.
Could it be that the Chinese Federation was under pressure from international scandals that gave the technology of the WD-3 ghost fighter to Germany?
Of course not, this is just an upgraded aerodynamic layout provided for German jet fighters under relatively compromises. Even the two prototypes that conducted fighting tests today are ready-made products given by the Chinese Federation.
At this time, there is a question. What would the result if the y-d/a4 jet fighter jets in the future fighter jets and the Chinese Federation were based on the A-10 lightning attack aircraft in Tang Yunyang's memory?
This problem may be reflected in their future battles and will be kept as a little secret for the time being!
Looking at the somewhat strange me-262 Salamander fighter, Paul Joseph Goebbels had to say whether the Drunk Cat today was a bit suspicious of making a big deal. But then, he cursed in a voice that others could not hear.
"Hmph, it's really spring. This drunk cat has become a guy who is good at performing! It can be seen how much he cares about the titles of Air Marshal and the Commander-in-Chief of the Luftwaffe. Is his purpose of inviting me to come today to convince me to support his goal?"
As the current director of the German air force, the Air Admiral Ernst Uted would actually fly the plane in person and engage in an air battle with Heinz Barr, the squadron leader of the Luftwaffe's ace flight squadron.
These things made Paul Joseph Goebbels think a lot. With his support, the air force general who looked more handsome in front of him could easily achieve his goals with his flying suit.
"Tsk, it's a pity that Hermann Gorene had to leave because of the Berlin bombing, otherwise I wouldn't have supported him!"
Ernst Utd was enough to be able to fly the latest fighter planes to go wild and rush around Ernst Utd. Compared with guys like Paul Joseph Goebbels and Heinrich Himmler who are accustomed to playing political conspiracies, he is innocent like a child.
In the whistle of the jet engine, two prototypes of me-262 Salamander fighter jets climbed into the sky at a rapid speed. These fighters, which were originally just upgraded versions of the W-D1 fighter, do have more advantages than the W-D1.
But it still seems that its small fuselage cannot carry radar, so naturally there is no need to expect it to be equipped with any fighting missiles. The only advantage is that it has the advantage of high altitude and high speed compared to the w-d1 fighter.
But if we talk about fighting advantages, we may not be as fast as the W-D1 fighter, which is much more flexible.
Paul Joseph Goebbels was not very interested in aerial fighting. He was interested in those who came to watch today. Among these people, he saw Heinrich Himmler wearing a full black suit.
"Why is this guy here? Is the SS's thinking about the Air Force again?"
As all German armed forces, the SS has always been looked at by pure soldiers, which often forces people to guard against its habit of reaching out.
As for Paul Joseph Goebbels, he did not like the habit of Heinrich Himmler reaching out everywhere.
After all, from a certain perspective, they are just two seed players who are secretly competing. How can he like each other in this situation?
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"Dr. Goebbels, I have a little secret to tell you, can you come with me? Of course you are alone!"
Paul Joseph Goebbels looked at his competitors vigilantly, and then looked at the considerable number of air force officers around him. He nodded politely, and did not even say a word to Heinrich Himmler.
Heinrich Himmler, who is usually prone to petty care, surprisingly did not show any disgust, and did not even interrupt his slightly mysterious tricks.
When they came to a hangar with no one, what Paul Joseph Goebbels had absolutely not expected was that Heinrich Himmler, who was walking in front of him, suddenly drew his gun and pointed it at his forehead.
"Are you... crazy?"
From the other party's cold eyes, Paul Joseph Goebbels could feel the other party's disgust for him. But Paul Joseph Goebbels never expected that the other party would use such a stupid way to use such a clumsy force against him.
Paul Joseph Goebbels took a breath and tried to calm his emotions. Then he spoke with a faint sarcasm.
"Hmph, is this your little secret? Don't you think you are too brave, or have you forgotten that this is not your SS headquarters, this is the territory of the Luftwaffe!"
What surprised him even more was that his mockery that could inflict the other party was of no use. Heinrich Himmler pointed the gun at him and didn't even move his eyebrows. He was like a lifelike wax figure, just pointing the gun at his head.
"What's wrong? How could such an incomprehensible happen?"
As a politician, although Paul Joseph Goebbels could not have no idea of the cold gun on his forehead. But he understood that although Heinrich Himmler was a little crazy, he would never do so randomly.
"What's wrong, I have to..."
Paul Joseph Goebbels decided to remain calm. Even if Heinrich Himmler opened his skull with his gun, he shouldn't have blinked.
"Smack it..."
At this moment, a sudden sound of applause came, and then another Heinrich Himmler came out of nowhere.
While applauding, his words made Paul Joseph Goebbels completely angry.
Chapter completed!