Chapter 1649 Training

"Führer Cyric, in the past, because of my confusion, I did a lot of things that I'm sorry for the empire. I thank the empire for not disregarding the past and giving me this opportunity to atone for my sins. In the future, I will use the rest of my life to wholeheartedly. Contribute to the Empire. Oh, your shoes are dirty."

After Khrushchev got into the car, he immediately started to flatter him. No one could compare to Khrushchev in terms of flattery.

Just as he was talking, he saw that there was some dirt on the leather shoes of the leader of Cyric, and he immediately knelt down.

Yes, just kneel down, this Mercedes-Benz bulletproof sedan is extended, there is a lot of space in the back, anyway, it is also a red carpet below, it is very comfortable to kneel, and then, using his sleeve, he started to wipe Cyric leather shoes.

However, this action of his made Graf, the captain of the guard sitting on the other side of Cyric, stunned. At this moment, Graf thought that Khrushchev was going to do something unfavorable to the head of Cyric.

Although Khrushchev's entire body was stripped and inspected, and even the inside of his butt was not spared, he was sure that there was no bomb in it, and the fat man didn't seem to have any fighting power, but Graf was still staring at him closely.

Seeing Khrushchev's change now, Graf immediately waved his right arm and slammed it on Khrushchev's back. The force was too great, and Khrushchev screamed Immediately, he fell on the carpet.

Khrushchev endured the pain and looked at the shoes of Führer Cyric, right next to his mouth, so he immediately stuck out his tongue and took the initiative to lick those dirty things.

"Okay, okay, enough." Even Cyric felt nauseous at this action, and Graf, who was on the side, knew that he had made a mistake just now, thinking that Khrushchev was going to attack, this guy, Too cowardly, right?

When Khrushchev returned to his seat from below, his lips were all black, and he continued flatteringly: "There will be a military parade in a while, and the shoes should be clean. Well, it's good now."

"How are you going to contribute to the Empire?" Cyric asked.

To polish one's own shoes is not considered a contribution, any servant will do. Khrushchev is a sensible man, and of course he knows what Cyric is talking about.

"Führer Cyric, as you know, I was also a senior executive when I followed the previous puppet-Russian government, and I am familiar with the entire Soviet Union, so I can continue to use my strengths to contribute to the future Moskva, Carry out all orders from Berlin, as in the Stalingrad tractor plant, without delay."

Khrushchev's meaning is very simple. I used to want to be the leader of the Soviet Union, and I have been moving towards this position. Now I have obeyed the empire and made a contribution. Simply, let me manage Moskvia! I can definitely be a loyal lackey in Germany, and I will kill whoever I want to kill, absolutely nothing.

After Khrushchev said this, he looked at Cyric with anticipation. At the same time, his heart was pounding. It seemed that President Cyric was in a good mood. If he could agree, then he would He is the owner of this place. He will stay in Moscow and live in the Kremlin. This is his wish for many years!

However, he was disappointed. When he finished speaking, Cyric did not speak, but closed his eyes, as if he did not listen to what he just said. Khrushchev suddenly sank in his heart. He knew that this was his proposal, which was not approved by President Cyric.

Hey, I made a mistake, Moscovia, that is the most important territory, the Germans must have personally appointed important officials, and they actually want to fight for this position, isn't this courting death?

"Crack!" Khrushchev immediately slapped his mouth vigorously: "This mouth is only nonsense, it's time to fight! President Cyric, just say what you just said, just treat me as a fart."

At this moment, Cyric turned his head, glanced at Khrushchev, and continued to close his eyes.

Therefore, Khrushchev was even more confused, and now he has no other choice but to frown and continue talking.

"Before, I have managed Ukraine, and I am familiar with Ukraine. You can put me in Ukraine, no matter what position it is, even if it is just a small director, I will use all my talents to contribute to the empire. All my strength."

Khrushchev made his fortune in Ukraine, and now, instead of Moscow Via, you can go to Ukraine! Moreover, he also lowered his posture, no matter what position he is, he can do it himself.

After all, he has also made meritorious deeds. If Germany gives itself too small an official position, how can it show Germany's arrogance? How to recruit more people to surrender.

Well, it's not bad in Ukraine. At this time, Khrushchev was already looking forward to life in Ukraine.

"Hmph, Khrushchev, this is your loyalty to the empire?" Cyric said at this moment, his voice was not loud and he didn't carry any anger, but Khrushchev was terrified at this moment. .

Cyric is dissatisfied, Khrushchev may even be in danger, Cyric wants to kill someone, it is not a momentary thing!

Immediately, Khrushchev got down from his seat again, lay down at Cyric's feet, and put his head next to the carpet, which was already dripping with dense beads of sweat.

"The Führer please make it clear that I am too stupid. I am a screw in the imperial machine. Wherever I screw it, I will be there," Khrushchev said.

"You are really stupid!" Cyric took out the glove on the side and slapped Khrushchev on the head. At this time, his heart was extremely happy. The fun of transmigrators lies in this.

To train Khrushchev, if he can travel back to the afterlife, it would be bragging rights. Well, it would be more interesting if he wore that kind of clothing and whipped him with a small leather whip.

As soon as this thought passed, Cyric continued to restore his identity as the head of state: "Your vision is really so short-sighted? Can't you see that the Empire has not been able to catch Stalin until now? Because the Empire has no one who knows him well!"

As soon as these words came out, Khrushchev was about to collapse.

Stalin escaped and did not die in Moscow. No one knows how Stalin got there. Beria must have done it. Now, it's his turn to wipe his ass!

Khrushchev already understood what Cyric meant. His task was to capture Stalin and bring all Stalingrad troops.

As soon as he thought of this task, Khrushchev felt that his whole body was shaking, and every part of his body was shaking. He had no choice but to surrender to Germany. Put yourself to death!