After dawn, Jintian stretched his waist and woke up from his dream, gently pushed away Nasha who was rushing tightly in his arms. Last night, he stung Mian, allowing Nasha to do all her energy. Until now, she is still in her charming spring sleep, and a satisfied smile is still hanging on the corner of her mouth, which makes Jintian feel proud when she sees it.

Jinda stood up, touched Nasha's chest, hid Nasha's beautiful body in the velvet quilt, and allowed her to continue sleeping. Unexpectedly, she was so powerful after eating aphrodisiacs. She had almost had sex with Nasha for the whole night last night. It was not until Nasha's wife had an orgasm countless times and screamed that she couldn't stand it. She was so happy last night. She had the chance to pull Nasha, Linsili, Rasier, and Melia onto the bed. Then take more aphrodisiacs and come with her wives a thousand times. It's so cool.

"Bang, bang," Just as Kinda was about to put on the marshal's uniform and go out, a light knock on the door sounded. Kinda asked, "Who! Am I wearing clothes? Come soon."

An anxious voice came out of the door, "Martyman Gesiyun? I am Goebbels. No! Something big happened."

Jintian was happy and knew very well what Goebbels had for him to come to find him. He quickly put on the marshal's uniform, walked to the door, calmed down, pretended to be very natural, and opened the door. Goebbels, the propaganda minister of the Third Reich, was standing anxiously at the door. After seeing Jintian, he immediately said: "Marantor Gesiyun, something big happened, something big happened in Berlin."

"What's the matter! Minister Goebbels, looking at you, it's like a big earthquake in Berlin." Jintian was tidying up his clothes casually. He specifically let Goebbels see Nenasha in the room sleeping with a tired look on his face, let Goebbels smell the air in the room to prove that he didn't run around last night, but was just messing with his wife in the room.

Goebbels saw Nasha's haggard face, smelling the scent of seductive body fluids from time to time, and knew very well in his heart. He had asked the guards just now, and they all said that Marshal Gesyun and Miss Nasha had been fooling around last night. Miss Nasha's moans echoed all night for a whole night, which was unbearable. Goebbels fell into a conflict. Didn't it Gesyun do it? Is there really someone else?

But the contradiction was the contradiction, Goebbels still maintained a normal tone and said, "Marty Marshal Gesyun! Oh no, something big happened in Berlin. Last night, Marshal Kettle and more than 50 senior army generals, all died on the belly of Japanese prostitutes the next day after recruiting prostitutes in Japanese brothels. Now it has caused a lot of trouble. All the citizens of Berlin know about this, and the army's prestige among citizens has dropped to the bottom. What should we do now?"

"What, this is the case! It's impossible." Jinda pretended to be shocked and exclaimed, but ran around like a turtle in his heart. The old men finally died. You are lucky and died on the woman's belly.

When Goebbels saw Ge Yun's shocked expression, he thought he had just known it, so he continued, "Marrior Ge Siyun, what should you do now? More than 50 most famous generals of the Third Reich, the marshal died on the belly of a Japanese prostitute at the same time. This is a huge scandal. I originally wanted to suppress this news for the time being, but when I arrived at the Yamato Flower Nightclub, it was already known to everyone. People were scolding the army, saying that the soldiers were fighting hard on the front line, but these old men died on the belly of a prostitute. Citizens asked the army to explain. But what I was worried about is that if this news came to the front line, the blow to the morale of the soldiers would be immeasurable. If the superiors were like this, who would still be willing to work hard! "

"What should we do now? The head of state is still in a coma, and Gorene and Himmler are locked in the basement like madman. Once Keitel and the old generals die, our entire Third Reich will fall into a situation where there is no leader. If this situation continues, our Third Reich will collapse." Jinda frowned slightly, and his expression was grieved and worried about the future of the Third Reich.

"Yes! I'm worried too!" Goebbels said anxiously, "This period is really the Good Friday for our Third Reich. It's really terrible. It's only a few days! The head of state was unconscious, and General Kettle and the others died on the belly of Japanese prostitutes. The core of the rule of the entire Third Reich was the Minister of Production Spel and the Chief of Staff Hader. I don't care about government affairs and are responsible for propaganda. What should I do now? Marshal Gesyun, you have to make an idea."

"This,,," Kaneda had no choice. Those old guys were dead. Who should I get over it? It's really troublesome. "Minister Goebbels, where are Chief of Staff Hader and Minister Spel? Let them come to the conference room immediately and we'll hold a meeting to discuss it."

"No need to find them, they are already in the conference room, let's go quickly." Goebbels led Kinda into the supreme command of the Third Reich, but in a huge command, only Spel and Hader were left, sitting on the chair. After seeing Kinda enter the door, the two smiled bitterly, and Hader said self-deprecatingly, "Gethyun, you are here, now the core of the Third Reich is all calculated."

Kimda was stunned, looking at the lonely people in the conference room, and asked, "Hadel, what do you mean? Are we the only core members of our great Third Reich?" Kimda suddenly felt that the prospect was not good, and his political enemies were eliminated, but no one could take over their jobs. This time, the trouble was a bit big.

Spel, the Minister of Production of the Third Reich, cried or laughed, "Marty Marshal Gerthyun, the head of state is unconscious now, and the old generals and the old marshals died overnight. Goering and Himmler are now as dangerous as madmen. The generals of the navy have just gone to the front line again, and you should know the whereabouts of Miss Lin Sili and Miss Nasha, the leader of the SS, who are in charge of the Air Force, should know better than us, so we are only a few left."

"Okay, now is not the time to care about this, we have more trouble!" Goebbels interrupted Spel's complaint and said, "What we need to care about now is how to settle the matter of the generals and the marshal's death on the prostitute's belly. Now the citizens are very dissatisfied with us. If we don't explain it clearly, something big will happen."

Goebbels' words made everyone speechless. This matter must be settled as soon as possible. If the news reaches the army, the blow to the morale of the soldiers will be immeasurable, but what should we do now?

Hader raised his head and said to Jintian, "Marson of Gesiyun, you have the most ideas here. Now you can find a way to settle this matter."

"This," Kinda saw everyone's expectant eyes, scratched his head and asked, "Goebbels, has the specific cause of death of those generals and marshals investigated clearly? How could they all die on the woman's belly all at once? Is there any problem?"

"Yes! I think so too," Goebbels Moming replied. "As soon as I heard the news, I ran to the scene and ordered people to control the bodies of the veteran generals, and then let the forensic doctors firmly. But the result of the forensic identification was that there was no trauma on them and no signs of poisoning. According to the forensic doctors, they all died of excessive indulgence."

After hearing Goebbels' explanation, Jintian muttered in his heart, "I ate so many aphrodisiacs and had sex with women. It would be strange if those old men did not indulge in lust." But he asked in confusion, "There are many doubts about this matter. Even if they indulge in lust, it is impossible for more than 50 people to indulge in lust at the same time! At least they should leave a few living things!"

"Okay! Marshal Ge Siyun, now it's not about how they die. People are dead. Don't worry about whether they indulge in lust or not. What we have to care about now is how to settle this matter." Hader asked Jintian to stop asking questions, and it is more realistic to find a way to solve the current problem.

Jintian grabbed his hair in a troubled manner, looking helpless, and began to think about the situation in front of him. What should we do? How to minimize the influence of this matter and how to settle it? It is really troublesome. These damn old men will really cause trouble for themselves. They will leave so many difficult problems after they die. They will definitely not die well after going to hell.

After thinking for a long time, Jintian still couldn't think of any solution. The current situation had already exceeded the scope of his control. What should we do? How can we take the current control into our own hands? "Goebel, where are the bodies of veteran General Kettle and others parked?"

Goebbels replied, "Their bodies are still on the bed in the nightclub. I have already ordered them to not move around for the time being. When the matter is clear, then send their bodies to their families. Marshal Ge Siyun, what are you doing?"

Jinda stood up and said, "Let's do this! We can't think of a solution even if we stay here. Let's go to the scene to see it. Maybe we can find the murderer and avenge General Kettle and the others."

"Okay!" Seeing that there was no clue, everyone stood up and went to the Yamato Nobuki Nightclub in downtown Berlin to see what was going on. This matter was really bizarre.

At this time, Yamato Nobuya Nightclub became the focus of Berlin. A large number of military police completely surrounded the nightclub and no one was allowed to enter at will. Everyone in the nightclub was sent to the police station, waiting for the Gestapo's inquiry. So many generals and marshals died overnight, and this was not a joke.

When Gesyun, Goebbels, Hader and Spel arrived at the Yamato Flower Nightclub, it was already crowded with people watching the fun. The families of the deceased who heard the news were also crying at the door of the nightclub. Various voices piled up together, which made people feel a headache.

After Ge Siyun got off the bus, the crowd began to quarrel violently. Everyone knew these core figures of the Third Reich. Especially our great Marshal Ge Siyun, who won the screams of countless young girls as soon as he appeared. However, Ge Siyun is not in the mood to show his style to the girls, but just walks in with a serious expression. Marshal Ge Siyun's performance instead made the girls admire him more. They unanimously believed that Marshal Ge Siyun was really,,,, cool.

Entering the nightclub, Jinda and his men entered General Kettle's room when they died under the leadership of the military police. Several policemen were taking photos of the scene, and several detectives were checking the items on the scene. Marshal Gesyun's political enemy, the veteran General Kettle, was lying on the big bed. After his death, his body was gray-black, and there was a lot of filth and mucus on the bed. It seemed that they were left by Mr. Kettle before his death.

When the 110th General of Berlin, Feng Shabak, saw Marshal Gesyun and others entering the door, stepped forward and said, "Marrior Gesyun, you are here, please rest assured. All the most experienced detectives in Berlin are conducting a comprehensive investigation of the scene. If the general and the marshals are killed by him, we will definitely find out."

Looking at the dedicated expression of General Shabak, Jinda thought to himself, "If it is found out, wouldn't I be unlucky." "Mr. Shabak, how did Old General Kettle die? Have you figured out the cause of death?"

Shabak shook his head helplessly and sighed, "I can't find any suspicion at all. I looked at all the corpses. There were no external injuries on their bodies, there were no signs of poisoning. There were no signs of shaking in the room. More importantly, the deceased had a comfortable expression on his face. In other words, the deceased was happy before he died. I think this should be a normal death, and there would be no result if he continued to investigate."

"This is not possible. If a normal death is announced to the public, how can we explain to the public? A group of generals and marshals died on the prostitute's belly. It would be a heavy blow to our Third Reich. If you have no problem, you should find some problems for me." Goebbels started angered, feeling dissatisfied with General Shabak's performance.

Goebbels's angrily rebuked General Shabak became very embarrassed. He blushed and wanted to defend something, but he couldn't speak. Seeing this, Kaneda stepped forward to smooth things over and said, "Don't be excited, Goebbels, Old General Kettle and the others did die on the bed of Japanese prostitutes. General Shabak was just doing his job impartially. Moreover, people often die in brothels with excessive indulgence. This Japanese brothel, by the way! Japanese brothel."

Jintian felt a sudden change in his heart, and suddenly thought of a good way to shirk responsibility. He couldn't help but scream, "I have a way, I have a way."

Kaneda jumped up like a child and said excitedly to everyone, "Since we can't find out the reason, then put the blame on the Japanese. Just say that these generals and the marshal offended the Japanese, so Japan took advantage of the group of brothels to get rid of them. In this way, we can protect ourselves and focus the public's attention on the Japanese. Then, we declare war on Japan, so that General Kettle and others will be exempted from the negative consequences caused by the death of women."
Chapter completed!