"Let's go to the street parade tomorrow!" Inside the pub, a guy with a yellow beard said while drinking beer.

"procession!

Forget it! I have to go to work at the station tomorrow. If I don’t work for a day, let alone drinking beer, even eating is a problem. "

Another guy complained.

"Idiot, you still don't know?

If you go out and follow the parade for a day, you will be paid two Reichsmarks."

"Really or not? Are those noble gentlemen crazy?"

"Depend on!

The march was to thoroughly investigate the death of the Duke of Bavaria, and all the money was paid for by Bavarians.

I don’t need to tell you how much money the Duke of Bavaria has.

Your two Reichsmarks that day are still not a drop in the bucket?"

"Hey...! Two Reichsmarks are nothing to others, but to us, they are just a week's worth of bread."

"Drink!"

"Are you going tomorrow?"

"Go, of course. Why not go if you have money?"

This conversation was widely circulated in many pubs and among Berlin citizens.

"Dr. Goebbels, if you send money to organize demonstrations, our funds will soon be exhausted."

Rudolf Hess looked at Goebbels dissatisfied.

"pattern!

Pattern, my Rudolf." Dr. Goebbels took a drag on his cigarette.

"You used to be an athlete, not a businessman.

If you want to make money, seizing power is the best business.

Compared to the German political power, this little money is nothing."

"Hahaha!

Dr. Goebbels was right. After seizing power, we no longer have to pay taxes, and we can still collect them.

What kind of business can be done faster than sitting on the ground and collecting money?"

A fat man sitting next to Hess said with a smile "ha" and "ha".

This fat man is not a simple man. His name is Herman Green. During the last war against France, he illegally drove an airship into the French position!

On the airship, those twenty-five millimeter rapid-fire cannons were firing on all cylinders.

Crazy strafing defeated the French soldiers on the ground.

After defeating the French line with one boat, Hermann Greene still led the Prussian infantry and continued to advance to attack the French follow-up support troops.

And before the French army brought in anti-aircraft artillery, they successfully evacuated their position.

In this battle, the Prussian army successfully captured the French position and annihilated two French companies at the cost of more than a dozen casualties.

Hermann Green became famous in the first battle and became a hero in the Prussian army.

But this combat hero's life after the war was not satisfactory.

The good positions were all occupied by the children of the big nobles, and he could only serve as a star's lackey, following behind those dandies all day long.

Divorce, alcoholism, promiscuity, etc., followed Herman Green for a long time.

It wasn't until he met Adolf that he found his goal and hope in life again.

After a busy night, these senior leaders of the National Socialist Party gathered together for a drink.

It wasn't until dawn that I quickly slept for a while.

It was destined to be a very busy night, but no one saw Adolf.

No one at the top of the National Socialist Party, including Dr. Goebbels, knew where Adolf had gone.

At seven o'clock in the morning, groups of people gathered in front of the University of Berlin.

Right in front of the University of Berlin, hot milk is boiling in large pots.

In the large laundry tub next to it, there were piles of boiled eggs.

As long as you wear the black armband, you can immediately receive a boiled egg and a cup of steaming milk.

Plus, a small sausage and two large slices of bread.

This is a common breakfast for Prussians. Many people wearing armbands just stood on the street, chatting and enjoying the free breakfast.

Even the policemen on duty far away had someone running over to deliver a breakfast.

It makes it impossible for these policemen to accept them, and it is also unacceptable for them not to accept them.

After breakfast, someone led them to line up and asked them to choose a leader for every ten people.

Then, someone organized these little heads to talk about something.

There were more and more people, and finally the entire entrance to the University of Berlin was overcrowded.

Yesterday, only a few hundred people walked out of the school gate.

But today, thousands of people have gathered in front of the school.

Moreover, people are still gathering.

By eight o'clock in the morning, tens of thousands of people had gathered in front of the school.

A gathering of this scale is very frightening. The police who originally wanted to intervene now dare not move.

All they have in hand is batons.

Facing so many people, it really started to get into a fight.

The surging crowd can drown them in an instant, and then they are trampled by countless big feet.

Afterwards, even the rightful owner could not be found.

"What should we do? Didn't we take action this morning to disperse them and prevent them from marching?

Why hasn’t the director come yet?”

"Who knows what happened? The director probably drank too much last night.

Now, I don’t know which little girl’s bed I’m going to sleep on.”

"Damn, it's almost eight o'clock, why haven't you come to take charge?

What on earth are we going to do!”

"What should I do? Eat quickly, the milk will become cold and won't taste good after a while."

The police didn't know what to do, but the crowd had already taken to the street under the organization of the little bosses.

The policeman took out his pocket watch and took a look. It was exactly eight o'clock in the morning.

So damn on time!

Without orders from their superiors, the police stood on both sides of the road, and no one had the courage to stop the march.

The parade marched towards Alexanderplatz again without any hindrance.

Along the way, the marchers kept shouting slogans.

There were also people carrying banners made of white cloth, which said tribute to the greatest Duke Winter!

The parade was huge and marching forward while shouting slogans.

People kept joining in on the roadside, some were curious and some came to watch the fun.

There are really not many people who truly admire Duke Winter's character.

More and more people gathered, eventually blocking the entire street.

The people in front have already walked out of the street, while the people behind are still standing still.

"Frederick, you promised to stop the march and send troops if necessary."

On the phone, Karl roared unceremoniously, not giving the emperor any face.

"Are there another parade?" Frederick had just finished breakfast, and before he could pick his teeth, he was interrupted by Karl's call.

"Yes! They also smashed the glass of our bank. If it weren't for the guards, the mob would have rushed in." Carl was furious on the phone.

Just ten minutes ago, his First Bank of Prussia had been bricked by a mob.

Almost all the windows were broken, and the guards dared not fire their guns.

There are too many people on the opposite side, and once a shot is fired, countless bricks will hit them immediately.

At such a close distance, bullets can kill people, and bricks can also kill people.

The guards looked at the mob in fear, trembling with pistols in their hands.

Fortunately, the mob just threw bricks.
To be continued...