Seven Hundred and Forty Nine Fake Beard

This may be the first time that Akado spent a vacation alone since he became the head of the Third Reich. The last time he vacationed with Mercedes was more than half a year ago when the war on the Eastern Front did not start.

Thanks to the backwardness of photo technology in this era, and the fact that Akado's slightly thin face has no ostentatious features-he neither grows a beard like Hitler, nor shaves his eyebrows or shaves his face. A tattoo of Ninja, so when he walks on the street, no one really recognizes him.

In fact, another reason is that he was accompanied by many plainclothes secret service personnel, who separated the flow of people on the street, so that Akado could not feel any crowding even though he was walking on the streets of Rotterdam so swaggeringly.

Many Italian luxury brands and German special merchandise supply stores reflect the prosperity of Rotterdam. This huge port has now become an important transit point between the British mainland and connecting Wilhelmshaven and Kiel, although it is not as prosperous as before the war. , but it can be regarded as more or less restored to some of the past breath.

Many German companies have their own branches in the Netherlands. For example, the German Mercedes-Benz Motor Company has produced a cheap export-oriented car and placed it near Amsterdam in the Netherlands. Germany is still building a military base and an airport here. And military docks, used to hide and produce some old-fashioned submarines and torpedo boats.

As one of the early German occupation areas, the Netherlands, Belgium and even France, compared to Poland, it can be called paradise on earth. The workers here are hired. People can keep their own land and real estate, and even allow locals to pay homage to the soldiers who died at home. The policy is quite loose.

So as the war went away, the people here were healing their wounds as quickly as possible, and people started to work hard early and late to earn the new currency Imperial Mark to support their families. Fortunately for the locals, the supply of supplies is still abundant, at least the minimum standard of living can be maintained.

As the actual ruler here, Akado pushed open the door of a shop that sold German goods, and there were not many customers inside. In fact, the Dutch have always had the sentiment to boycott German products, unless there are some really helpless situations, so few people come to buy German products. However, it is clear that as time goes by, there are more and more "cases where there is really no other way".

This shop is similar to a grocery store, which sells German canned food, as well as rice and flour. It can be regarded as a German food specialty store. There are a few Dutch people who are picking potatoes from Germany, which are not too big and not too expensive. These women were obviously taken aback by the large group of people who came in, and looked in horror at the tall men who came into the room one after another.

Akado's security became more stringent because of Anna's absence, and he was surrounded by at least 5 strictly trained super fighters. These people are definitely at the same level as Rennes in terms of combat effectiveness, even if they are slightly lacking, they will not be different. too much,

Combined with the advantages of quantity, various crises that suddenly appear can be easily resolved.

Of course, there were more plainclothes people who did not follow, and the car followed not far away. Obviously, even such an old-fashioned gimmick as a micro-service visit is an extremely complicated procedural work for the head of state. There are at least 70 special agents on the entire street, and at least 10 of them have automatic weapons such as assault rifles in their cars.

The thickness of the door of the car waiting tens of meters away is about the same as that of the front armor of a Leopard tank. Even if the tires of the armored car level are hit by bullets, the car can easily ensure that the car can travel a distance of several kilometers. There are radios and As a spare weapon, it can be said that this specially designed Mercedes-Benz is a moving castle.

The owner of the store was also obviously startled by a group of burly men who came in suddenly. He hadn't seen so many people coming in at the same time for almost a few months, and all the people who came in at the same time were men who looked a little dangerous, which made the shopkeeper even more surprised. The owner was a little flustered. But he still opened his mouth and asked, "Gentlemen, what do you need?"

"We're just here for a casual look! We'll leave right away!" A tall team leader in a windbreaker and top hat standing in front of Akado smiled and replied. While he was smiling and talking to the shopkeeper, his hand in his pocket was still on top of the pistol.

"The business seems average, is the income satisfactory?" Akado smiled and walked in front of the shop owner. Although he didn't wear a hat, he had a fake beard and a pair of glasses with thick frames. The relatively ordinary appearance is enough to ensure that he will not be recognized.

"Honorable sir, your clothes are hand-made Italian goods. Although I don't know the origin of the watch on my hand, I know it is of great value. You are here just to have a look, or do you need me to introduce you?" Obviously the owner's eyes He is more seasoned, and he is obviously not the kind of mediocre person who can pan for gold in an environment full of hostile eyes.

What's more, even if you can't recognize Akado himself, but seeing a few people who are similar to bodyguards following in, you can naturally guess that Akado's identity is either rich or noble. And these people speak German, which is enough reason to be superior in the Netherlands. Akado smiled, and then seemed to be very interested in those cans piled up together, walked over to pick up a box, and looked at it carefully.

The price is not expensive, which is similar to the domestic price in Germany, but Acado still sees some differences. For example, in terms of the calibrated meat content, it is not 40% of the minimum standard in Germany, but 30% lower . In fact, this kind of canned food is more accurately called a starch mixture, and the taste and actual nutritional content are not very satisfactory.

"Sir, you may not be very satisfied with this kind of canned food. If you need it, I can introduce you to the one at the end of the street. They have imported German canned food with original packaging and some meat with better quality. Good French products of the same kind may satisfy you." The shopkeeper seemed to see that Akado was not too fond of the cans in his hand, so he suggested. After all, his shop was not opened to entertain distinguished guests like Akado.

Akado put the canned food in his hand back on the shelf, and then watched with great interest the local Dutch women who checked out and left. The last time he shopped by himself was more than a decade ago, when he was an officer in the Wehrmacht and lived in a one-person apartment. Although he can eat good beef every meal now, he longs to live the ordinary life of that time for a few days.

Sometimes people are so hypocritical - when I am alone, I like the feeling of being accompanied by a partner, but when I have a partner, I miss the days when I was not cared about. When you have money, you miss your free time, but when you are free, you think about how to make money.

After waiting for the customer to go out, he also nodded and said goodbye to the boss: "Sorry, I just came in for a casual look. I'm disturbing your business, so I'll leave now." leave. In an instant, the small shop returned to calm, and the owner of the shop stared blankly at the slightly shaking shop door, without the slightest joy of having received a big person. For him, the head of state who does not buy goods is far more useful than the Dutch aunt who buys things. What's more, he didn't know Akado's identity yet. To him, the one who came in just now was just a stranger, an insignificant stranger.

The streets outside are still so bustling, people wrapped in heavy coats shuttle on the clean road, and there are still snow piled up on both sides of the road, this is an ordinary commercial street in Europe. Akado was wearing a black woolen coat with his hands behind his back and his buttons unbuttoned. The two rows of golden buttons were well-crafted. Even in Germany, it was rare for upper-class people to wear such decent clothes.

"Sir, buy a newspaper!" Just as Akado was thinking about how to deal with those capitalists who violated his wishes and over-exploited the civilians in the occupied area, a clear and clear child's voice pulled him back from deep thinking. He raised his head and saw a little girl standing a few steps away from him, holding out a crumpled newspaper.

Her German is not very good, it can be said to be jerky, after all, the influence of the Germans on this place has only been in the past one year or so. Although German is spoken by many Dutch people, it has only been a short time since German instruction became widespread.

The little girl was stopped by the guards walking in front of Akado, and she was a little at a loss, but her eyes were clean and transparent, and Akado fell in love with this kind of innocence and clarity. So he stepped forward, bent slightly in front of the little girl, and took the crumpled newspaper.

"Thank you, I just need a newspaper." He smiled and put his hand into his pocket, but was embarrassed to find that there was no money in his pocket. He really couldn't be blamed for this, after all, as the head of a huge empire spanning Europe, there were not many occasions where he needed to pay his bills.

Of course, the people around him had banknotes in their pockets, enough to buy all the newspapers, so a guard took out an Imperial Gold Mark, handed it to Akado, and then respectfully returned to where he was standing. Location. Akado took the banknote and stuffed it into the little girl's hand.

Apparently, the Imperial Gold Mark, whose denomination was far greater than the actual value of the newspaper, made the little girl feel better. She looked at Akado with her big beautiful eyes and asked, "Sir, are you famous?"

Akado was taken aback by the little girl's question. He raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Why do you ask such a question?"

"If you are not very famous, why do you have a bunch of fake beards?" The little girl's words made the guards around Akado sweat coldly, and they almost pulled out their guns. The fact that the Führer was wearing a fake beard was found out, so what about the Führer's identity? Was it also discovered?