Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 248 Li Wei
After putting on the ironed uniform neatly, carefully smoothing out the wrinkles on the clothes, and combing the well-groomed shiny hair twice, Himmler walked to the mirror and began to look at himself.

It is rare for him to dress himself up in such a serious manner, but today is his first day in office, and he doesn't want himself to be lacking in imagery.

The new uniforms issued by the organization are very particular about materials and styles.The first is a white linen shirt, with this row of tiny buttons sewn on it, making the whole shirt fit snugly.The coat is a heavy black cashmere coat. Although there are not many buttons, it is also very slim.The pants are made of soft black cotton velvet, which is slightly wider, so you don't have to worry about it being torn even if you make a big move.

Of course, as the captain of the internal picket unit of the SS, his uniform was even more refined, with a scale stitched with gold thread on his chest, and on his shoulders, a rectangular epaulet, dotted with two sterling silver arrowheads. chrysanthemum.

The former is the symbol of the internal picket team, while the latter represents the noble status of his team leader.

Seeing that everything was performing well, Himmler put on the matching high-top leather shoes, opened the door, and walked out of the city against the early morning light.

It is not easy to build a city, and the same is true for maintaining a city. A city as big as Berlin needs continuous supply from countless farms, large and small, in order to survive.

And among these countless farms, several have been secretly bought by the German Communist Party, and transformed into secret bases of various sizes and purposes.

What Himmler is going to is the secret base of their SS internal picket unit, and today is also the day when all members of the internal picket unit gather for the first time.

By the time he arrived at the base, many people had already come to the small farm, some were talking together, some were gnawing with a piece of bread, and some were observing the surroundings carefully. Without exception, they were all dressed The uniforms that were just issued not long ago looked very energetic.

Seeing Himmler appearing, people immediately greeted him, and all kinds of good words, praises, and flattery poured out like flowing water.

"The sub-captain has arrived! Haven't everyone come out to greet the sub-captain!"

"I didn't expect you to be the sub-team leader at such a young age. You have reached this position at such a young age. You really have a bright future."

"That's right, Captain Himmler is a well-known smart person in our relevant departments, and he has made countless contributions to the organization!"

"Oh, I've also heard that the incident in Potsdam City was said to be the work of Lord Himmler. As soon as the plan came out, Potsdam was taken down without bloodshed!"

"Yes, I heard that the chief of staff has praised Lord Himmler more than once."

"Master Himmler, but one of the four highest-ranking adults in the SS Army, of course he is the celebrity in front of the leaders."

"Yes, for those of us who do internal inspections and maintain party conduct and party discipline, the most important thing is to have a good brain, be able to spot clues, and find out those moths. The requirements for martial arts strength are not high, but it is necessary for Lord Himmler to be so scheming. , is a good leader who has no plans left behind!"

Himmler was expressionless and did not respond to them. Instead, he stood in the middle of the farm, looked around, and observed the appearance of the entire base.

As the sun rose, more and more people came, and after a while, the whole farm became full.

Some of them came up to flatter him without hesitation; some seemed a little timid and dodged their eyes, not daring to move forward; some hid in the corner, or leaned against the wall, or sat on the grain pile and closed their eyes Yang Shen, for Himmler's side, occasionally glanced sideways, and didn't seem to care; others secretly gathered together, whispering something in a low voice, and occasionally threw Himmler's side. Come complex gaze.

Looking at the sun, guessing that the time was almost up, Himmler jumped up, jumped a few times, and jumped to the top of the barn at the highest point of the farm.

Then he took a long breath, mobilized his internal strength, and exhaled, "Quiet!"

The sound shook the whole field, and the whole farm fell silent immediately. They closed their eyes and opened their eyes, talking and laughing with each other and turned their heads. Everyone focused their eyes on Himmler.

It was the first time Himmler was watched by so many people, and his heart beat faster for a while.

But he suppressed his tension and started again: "Members of the internal picket unit of the SS, fellow colleagues. Let me first introduce myself, my name is Himmler, Heinrich Himmler, a former German* *****Member of the relevant department of the party, the current head of the internal picket unit of the SS, that is, your immediate boss!"

"Our internal picket unit of the SS is a completely new department! Some of you are from the original relevant departments, some are transferred from other departments, and some are newcomers who have just completed basic training. Some of you know me, some of you don't , Some people understand me, some people don't. But, these are all irrelevant! In the next few days, you have enough time to get to know me, understand me, and understand what kind of person I am."

"Some of you flatter me, some of you dismiss me, and some of you are full of doubts about my getting this position, can't believe it, make up some weird things like selling your ass to make fun of me. But I’m not angry! To be honest, I still can’t believe it until now. The superiors have arranged for me to lead everyone and such a large department. I was just an ordinary member. Although I joined the relevant department relatively early, I The feats I have done are mediocre, and the one that can barely be regarded as worthy is the incident in Potsdam. Although the mission was completed well, I was just an idea, not a real one. What a great contribution."

After a pause, he continued: "However, the higher-ups still decided to let me be the captain of this branch, and decided to promote me by leapfrogging. Since the higher-ups made such a decision, then I can only treat this branch leader as a reward! I will Do our best to lead everyone to strictly perform our duties!"

"The SS, as the name suggests, is the army that defends our German Communist Party. Although we are not large enough now, and we are not considered a regular army, our responsibilities and requirements for everyone are the same as those of the army. Yes! The external combat unit protects the future of the party, the internal guard unit protects the party’s security, the intelligence gathering unit is the party’s eyes and ears, and our internal picket unit protects the party’s body! The party’s health It is to implement the Party’s principles and discipline, and to find out those moths that lie on the Party and suck blood! Send them to hell!”

"But obviously, it's not easy to find them. Some of them hide so deeply that it's hard to find them. Some are in high positions and have great resistance to investigation. Some are powerful. If the arrangements are not good, they may even bite back! I think To catch them, we need enough careful observation and discovery, enough patience to peel off cocoons, enough strength to sweep them away, and we need the efforts of all colleagues in our internal picket team! We... "

"Wait!" Suddenly, a voice interrupted his speech, it was a thin middle-aged man: "Squad leader, you said that we need to be careful, patient, and capable, but as our leader, Do you also have such qualities? Of course, being careful and patient is not easy to judge. We will treat you as if you have it, but martial arts strength is easy to judge. We have heard that your strength is among the departments concerned. It’s at the bottom. Can you really lead us?”

Several companions beside him also let out a few chuckles at the right time.

But the people who were around to flatter Himmler couldn't help it anymore, and they all jumped out and shouted angrily:

"Who has such a stinky mouth, spraying feces all over the mouth?"

"Who are you? Where are you from? Farting here?"

"Can you doubt the strength of the branch chief?"

"Just like you, you still dare to organize our Himmler team leader, you are looking for death!"

"Squad leader, you give an order to see if the labor and management don't beat this kid out of shit!"

"Well, I knew there would be such a fool jumping out." Himmler smiled and waved his hands, suppressing the reprimands from the crowd, and he didn't look angry.

Facing the reprimands from everyone, the middle-aged man didn't seem to be panicked, he just hugged his shoulders and looked at Himmler on the top of the barn.

"Oh." Himmler sighed, as if disappointed, pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You, what's your name? You belonged to that branch?"

"Oh, I'm so scared. Why, the sub-team leader wants to make a small report, so do you want to ask the chief of staff to help you out?" The middle-aged man said in a strange tone: "Then you just listen, the labor and management call Steve Hope, is the branch chief of the original Tsosen City branch!"

"Of course I won't make a small report. Of course, such a small matter should be resolved internally." Himmler still smiled: "Since you have doubts about my strength, then your martial arts strength should be good?"

"Barely it's okay." The middle-aged man smiled contemptuously: "It's better than you, Minister."

"Then are you interested in having a match?" Himmler asked with a smile: "No matter what, you have to fight to know whether you are strong or not."

Faced with such an inquiry, the middle-aged man did not answer immediately. After a moment of silence, he slowly said: "Okay! Let's discuss it. Tell me, when and where?"

"It's better to hit the sun than choose the day, as far as it is now, let's stay here." The smile on Himmler's face faded away, and his tone suddenly became serious: "Finally, there is an opportunity to kill chickens and monkeys, and it would be a pity to let them go. "

Hearing Himmler's words, the middle-aged man's face turned livid, and he gritted his teeth and said, "If you want to stand up, you have to have real skills!"

After saying that, he straightened his whole body, his clothes suddenly collapsed, and with a flick of his hand, a long nine-section steel whip came to his hand.

Another flick, "pa, pa, pa, pa" made a blast in the air.

Just looking at the kung fu of one swing, a discerning person can tell that this middle-aged man has the strength of a martial arts master at least!

Everyone dispersed one after another, leaving a circular space around him.

Himmler also jumped into the field with a few light leaps.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and some information about middle-aged people has also begun to spread through word of mouth.

This middle-aged man is from Tsosen City, and he was the first to join after the German Communist Party established a branch in Tsosen City.Relying on his martial arts strength and abilities, he soon replaced the former head of the Cuoseng branch and became the leader of the Cuoseng city branch.Later, he voluntarily asked to be transferred to Berlin, but caught up with organizational reforms, and was finally assigned to the internal picket unit of the SS.

It is said that before he joined the organization, he was a well-known master in Cuosen City. With his single-handed whip technique, he was very famous in Cuosen City, and he was recognized as a master of martial arts.After joining the organization, Ping relied on his non-stop tasks to accumulate merit points, and he exchanged for an advanced cheat book on whipping. In terms of the use of whips, the entire German Communist Party is second to none, even Joined the foreign combat team with the most masters, and with his strength, he can be ranked in the top ten!

Facing the terrifying nine-jointed whip that was constantly changing its shape in the air, Himmler still had a smile on his face, without any worries or the appearance of facing a big enemy.

No one shouted to start, but the battle started tacitly.

With a soft "whoosh", the nine-section whip pierced the air and pointed straight at Himmler.

He paused on the ground with his toes, gave way, and turned his head again, Himmler dodged the blow.

But there was no trace of disappointment on the face of the middle-aged man!
What he used was a whip, not a knife or a sword, but a nine-section whip!It can change direction!
Sure enough, with his clever flick, the whip flipped in the air, changed its shape, and flew down, continuing to hit Himmler's chest!

Himmler is turning his body and turning his head, this blow is unavoidable!
Just when everyone thought that the sub-captain who had just succeeded was about to be seriously injured by this blow.

With a soft "pa", the nine-section whip unexpectedly rolled back.

If you can't hide, just block!Himmler patted the whip with one palm and sent it flying!

"Oh, it seems that the information was wrong. I didn't expect you to exchange for a palm technique." The middle-aged man's face remained unchanged, and he said: "But this palm technique doesn't seem to be strong enough."

Himmler didn't answer, and walked towards the middle-aged man with one step.

"Hoo!" The nine-section whip pierced the air again, and it could be seen from the sound that it was several times stronger than before!
"Pa" sounded again, and the whip was sent flying again.

The whip is like a spirit snake, soaring up again
"Crack" and then hit fly.

Himmler's palm doesn't seem to have much power, and it looks a little weak, but no matter how the long whip hits, it can be just right and knock it into the air!

Seeing Himmler getting closer and closer, the middle-aged man swung the whip faster and faster, almost turning into a silver shadow all over the sky, surrounding Himmler's entire body.

"Crack" "crack" "crack" "crack".
There was a sound of slapping, and a pair of ordinary fleshy palms seemed to turn into an indestructible city wall, resisting all attacks!

The middle-aged man saw sweat on his forehead, the heat was steaming on his head, and the movements of his hands continued to speed up.

However, none of these worked.

Himmler has come to him!

"Pa" was another soft sound, the difference was that this time it sounded on the middle-aged man's wrist, sending the nine-section whip flying far away.

Then there was another slap, "slap", this time it was the lower abdomen!
Without any resistance, under one blow, the middle-aged man shriveled to the ground, curled up on the ground, and howled loudly.
Himmler turned around, stopped looking at him, and ordered to both sides: "You two, stay him and imprison him, and his companions are the same, all of them are under surveillance. Hehe, make a mess of Tsosen City I haven't troubled him yet, but he provoked me first."

Then he looked around, looked at those members who retreated one after another, and asked, "Is there anyone who is still not convinced?"

But after waiting for a long time, no one made a sound, and the whole farm was extremely quiet, only the intermittent wails of the middle-aged man echoed.

(End of this chapter)