German supremacy

'Neumann, guess what I saw this morning? Albert stared with a mysterious and profound look, "You will never guess!" '

Neumann glanced at him, 'Then why should I guess? ' he asked back.

'You are so boring! Albert yelled loudly, and then he lowered his body mysteriously and approached Neumann's ear (he frowned and avoided it), "I saw a performance poster!"There's a woman on it! '

'You must be joking. Neumann said firmly, took a sip of water, and decided to take Albert's words as nonsense or bragging as always, "This is impossible. ' he emphasized.

'Then you are dead wrong! ’ Albert rubbed his hands excitedly, with a strange radiance on his face, ‘it’s a poster of a woman,’ he said vividly, ‘it’s a beautiful blonde woman with a plump and slender body and straight legs; Dress with clean fingers, wearing thin and long high-heeled shoes...' He seemed to be caught in some kind of indescribable fantasy, with a dreamy look on his face, 'That's really beautiful. ' he said dreamily.

Neumann looked at him, not quite understanding his intoxication, 'You can't fight with high heels. ’ he said, a little amused by Albert’s fanaticism, ‘she couldn’t have marched in high heels, in fact, I doubt she could have walked on a battlefield. ' he stated.

'My God, Neumann! ’ Albert uttered a moan of distress, ‘I’m not talking about high heels! ' He said angrily, 'The point is that it's a woman!A fresh and beautiful woman - and no lice!I haven't seen a woman like this in years! . ' he moaned into Neumann's flat face, 'are you really one of us? ' he asked almost decadently.

Neumann glanced at him thoughtfully, 'If by "we" you mean men who are crazy about the woman on the poster, then I don't think I am. ' he said frankly.

I like a man who looks like Lange, he thought.

Of course, he would not say this, but when he thought of this, he subconsciously glanced at Lange.

The handsome man seemed to have noticed his gaze. He was smoking a cigarette with an inexplicable smile on his face.In the hazy smoke, his smile seemed to have such a strange taste.

Neumann was stunned.He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, Lange still seemed to be smiling at him casually.

Neumann raised an eyebrow.

Lange looked like he was trying to seduce him.

He hesitated for a moment.Frankly speaking, he didn't like Lange's character, and he didn't like Lange very much—even if he had helped him.But he likes his face.And if Lange also meant that, it would be great. ** It doesn't need to look at the character. If Langer doesn't mean that, he doesn't care.

He may die on the battlefield at any time due to various reasons, and there is no need for him to suppress himself.

So he watched Lange stand up and smiled at him.If he meant that, he thought he would follow.

He walked to a relatively remote place, and smiled as he heard the slow footsteps behind him.

That's great.he thinks.