When Chen Yanlong made up his mind to arrest him and started his action, Martin Bauman was also very nervous, paced back and forth in his room alone.

Martin Bowmann didn't know why he suddenly had an unknown premonition several hours ago, which kept rushing into his heart.

It made him feel deeply irritated and frightened.

"What happened today? Why did I suddenly feel very uneasy, as if something bad is about to come to me! I have never been so uneasy! Nothing really happened!"

Martin Bowman, who was frowning deeply, kept muttering to himself while paced up and down the room.

"It's not the head of state who wants to deal with me!"

Thinking about it, Martin Bauman suddenly thought to himself strangely.

When Martin Bauman thought of this, he couldn't help but be shocked by his bold thoughts.

"No, no! I am the Chief Secretary-General of the Head of State! I, as the Chief Secretary, should not be regarded as a dangerous element by the Chief of State!"

But soon Martin Bauman hurriedly shook his head and comforted himself.

"But the head of state in recent days seems to have a strange personality, which seems a bit different from the head of state I knew before! Alas! I am thinking about something random! The head of state is so weird and has a bit of schizophrenia! What am I afraid of? What are I worried about?"

The more Martin Bauman comforted himself, the more worried he became.

"But I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm most afraid of it. It seems that I'd better leave the Prime Minister's House for the time being!"

As the inexplicable ignorance became stronger and stronger, Martin Baumann finally made up his mind to leave the Imperial Prime Minister's Office immediately.

He did it right away, Martin Bowmann brought a Walter P38 pistol, hidden inside and outside his clothes; he also brought some money to use for self-defense when going out.

The heart of the Imperial Prime Minister's Office is a Baroque palace-style building.

The reception area, corridor, and hall are all tall halls; very long, empty and have no function; large and high halls one after another...

Then, forward is twelve meters wide and two hundred meters long; the vast marble gallery is modeled after the Mirror Hall of Versailles in France.

The marble gallery door leads to Hitler's office and cabinet meeting room.

But Martin Bowman hurriedly walked through the reception area, the corridor, and the hall; he was preparing to leave at the southeast gate and enter William Street.

At the beginning, Martin Bowman said hello to the servants in the Prime Minister's House and the guard soldiers who had seen him.

It was not until he was about to reach the southeast gate that he breathed a sigh of relief.

At that moment, he couldn't help but feel relaxed as if he had escaped.

"It's really like a tiger!"

Then he sighed with emotion.

At the same time, he didn't know whether he was feeling relaxed, too tired or too nervous; in short, his escape rhythm suddenly slowed down a lot, and it seemed as if he was walking slowly.

But just as he was walking so slowly, he heard a lot of noisy footsteps behind him.

"The Head of State and Secretary General, the Head of State will see you! Please stop and meet us immediately!"

Then before he could react, a very loud voice suddenly sounded behind him.

And it echoed in the Imperial Prime Minister's Office for a long time.

Upon hearing this, the unknown feeling that Martin Bowman's heart could not bear; it immediately burst into his heart, causing him to shiver several times in a row.

At the same time, he suddenly ran away in a conditioned manner, and the more he escaped, he became faster and faster.

But the shouting of the guards behind him was getting louder and louder.

And it's still getting more and more, and close to Martin Bowman.

Seeing this, Martin Bauman was even more frightened and his heart was pounding with fear.

"Martin Bowman! Don't run away again! The Chief of the People's Republic of China wants us to take you to see him right away!"

"Stop, Martin Bowman! The First Lord will summon you immediately!"

"If you run again, I'll shoot right away!"

"Catch him quickly, he is a traitor, a traitor! This is the order of the head of state!"

But the reason why he ran away in a frightened, frightened, and lost hearts was the guards who were chasing him while desperately shouting that the Chief of the People's Republic of China would capture him.

"It's so miserable! My ignorance is really fulfilled! I want to leave quickly, leave quickly! Otherwise I will have no life! I will definitely escape from here and I will never be caught by them!"

Martin Bauman looked everywhere for a way to escape like a mad cow, while his face was as pale as snow and panting.

"I can't die, I can't die here! I want to see my family and my dreams have not been fully realized! I don't want to die like this! God save me!"

Martin Bowman looked at the gate of the Prime Minister's Office closer and closer, and his eyes became blood red; panting in his heart, shouting.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

But at this moment, the guards who had lost patience were chasing behind him and fired their guns.

If Chen Yanlong hadn't wanted to capture Martin Bauman alive, he would have probably been lying in his pool of blood and became the first head of state of the Prime Minister's Office of the Berlin Empire.

"Martin Bowman! Run again! We're welcome! If you don't want to die, stop immediately!"

The guard captain Kenneth Branagh, who was chasing the chasing, roared at Martin Bowman in anger.

But no matter how fiercely he roared, Martin Bowman did not respond to him at all.

Instead, he fought harder and ran away even more crazily.

For Martin Bowman at this moment, nothing is more important than escaping, and it is more important to do.

However, as he was getting closer and closer to the gate of the Imperial Prime Minister's Office, several guards on duty suddenly appeared there.

When they saw Martin Bowman who was fleeing desperately, they quickly blocked the door without thinking; and pointed the Mauser 98k rifle in their hands at Martin Bowman.

Seeing this, Martin Bauman stopped in panic, his face was bloodless and sweaty, and he stared at the guards in horror.

At the same time, his hands couldn't help but take out the Walter P38 pistol that he had hidden in his clothes.

He was ready to fight with the guards.

Even if you want to die, you still have to bring someone to bury him before you die.

This is the truest idea of ​​Martin Bowman, who is in a messy head, ready to make a dying struggle.

"Don't move around, my good secretary! Don't worry! I won't kill you, I just want to imprison you for a while! For the success of our Battle of Kurks!"

But at this critical moment, Martin Bauman suddenly heard a very familiar voice; suddenly behind his body, and it rang out.

As soon as he finished speaking, Martin Baumann turned around and stared in a reflexive manner.

At this moment, his pupils suddenly widened and expanded.

Because he saw clearly who the person who just spoke to him was.

He is Chen Yanlong, and he is also holding the Walter P38 pistol exactly like him.

Instead of Hitler's favorite "Luke" pistol, or other types of pistols.
Chapter completed!