After all the personnel who arrived at the "Sanctuary" with U-396 arrived, SS Major Ziegenke walked to the front of the team, tidied up his collar, and said in an official tone that he did not often use:

"As the people who have recently arrived at the 'sanctuary', we are about to accept the admonition of the commander of the base, and then the award and promotion ceremony. Everyone will obtain a new identity and be incorporated into a new force. Here I congratulate you in advance. Being able to uphold immortal faith in the most dangerous times of the empire, you are respected brave men and the most loyal warriors of the empire! Now, as your commander, I hope everyone can cheer up 100% spirit and welcome your new life!"

These words were still a little vague, but when they heard about training and promotion, Lynn immediately figured out his doubts about the arrangement of the dormitory. It seems that the officers and soldiers who followed the boss to this secret place will receive corresponding rewards. If nothing unexpected happens, he will soon become a second lieutenant like the few in the same dormitory. Thinking that all the ranks of sergeants in the team received the key when allocating the dormitory, it seems that this promotion is highly universal and is likely to be "everyone has a share"!

After looking at the watch, Ziggenke tidied up his collar and lapels, and ordered to "set".

Through the corridor with floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, a group of more than fifty officers and soldiers entered the restaurant with great curiosity and longing. The place was still brightly lit and the space was very spacious. The outermost hall was made of wooden tables and three extremely long rectangular tables, which were the most common Western-style dining options. The table was covered with plain dining cloth, and vases and bouquets were placed every other section. There was a spacious walkway between the wooden tables and a thick red carpet. Looking inside, the length of the entire restaurant was a little exaggerated. It was divided into several branch halls with arc-shaped arches. From the entrance to the innermost hall, the hall was far longer than the length of a football field, so that when you look at it, you can only vaguely recognize the side portrait of the head of the empire hanging on the wall.

At the entrance of the restaurant, a captain officer in an army dress was waiting. He led Ziggenke and his team into the walkway on the left. Lynn saw four or five hundred soldiers sitting in the outer hall. The dishes placed in front of them were quite rich in content and color, with meat, vegetables and soup, and they didn't need to collect them themselves. The staff wearing white aprons were pushing the dining cart along the long table,

When soldiers take their seats or make requests, they will take the initiative to serve the food from the metal vegetable pots and soup buckets on the dining car. The food here is young women. They wear white work hats and legs of different thicknesses under their aprons, but they only wear short socks. The younger ones are probably only sixteen or seventeen years old, and the older ones are less than thirty years old. They always have a faint smile on their faces, tall, short, fat and thin, and their hair is also of corresponding colors.

This seems to be not an ordinary military dining, but an extremely large-scale dining.

When you enter the second hall, the furnishings are obviously higher-end. There are only two rows of long wooden tables and the walkway in the middle is so spacious that the red carpet cannot be fully covered. Here, those who are queued and seated are above the lieutenant. The officers only need to take a seat, and the staff who push the dining cart will come. The dishes on the plate here do not look significantly different, but the waitresses responsible for serving the meal here, regardless of their figure, appearance and temperament are obviously better than those in the outer hall. Lynn counted roughly. There were about fifty officers here, only about one-tenth of the number of tables and chairs. They looked a little empty, leaving people with space for expectations and imagination.

In the last inner hall, there is only one dining table, which is very wide and at least sixty or seventy meters long, which can accommodate hundreds of people to eat at the same time. Each chair is equipped with black velvet cloth, which shows noble temperament. The corresponding dining cloth and tableware in the position also look very high-end. I think that the seats are usually senior personnel above the school official. On the wall at the end of the wooden table, there is indeed a side portrait that is two or three times more than the real one. The head of the empire Adolf Hitler's bright eyes were staring at everyone eating here.

Lynn opened his eyes, but he didn't know why his group came here, and the captain officer who led the way quickly answered:

"Everyone, those who come here on the first day will receive a special honor, that is, to have a meal with our respected base commander, and you are very lucky that our honorable Minister of Imperial Propaganda will also attend. Okay, please take a seat on the right seat!"

Although the officer did not say it clearly, according to convention, Ziggenke and the two captains sat in the middle, and the others extended to the sides with military rank and hierarchy order. Fortunately, there were only more than fifty people, and Lynn was able to sit in a relatively middle position. The decorations in front of him were certainly very attractive, and the waiters who were pushing the food truck to serve food were all handsome and outstanding. In addition, there was a goblet in each seat, and the young and beautiful waitresses poured them one by one with red wine.

Lynn's eyes passed through the vase and candlestick, and two slightly larger chairs were placed in the middle of the opposite side, which must be the seats of the Imperial Propaganda Minister and the Base Commander.

The food on the plate is full of colors, fragrance and taste, but like the outer hall and the secondary hall, the officers and soldiers were not in a hurry to start, but sat upright in their seats, as if they were waiting for all the staff to arrive - this did not delay too long. A few minutes later, Lynn saw that there were only service personnel pushing the food truck in the aisle, and nearly a thousand officers and soldiers were seated. The music sounded quickly in the restaurant, but it was not the national anthem of the Third Reich, but a song "The Song of Horst Visel". Accompanied by the vigorous and intense music, a group of more than ten officers entered directly from the entrance of the inner hall, and they were one by one.

He held his head up and his chest straight and walked towards the seat with a rigid and serious look. Lynn saw Goebel, who was thin and limping, wearing a yellow-brown suit jacket, with a red 10,000-character armband on his arms, and walked calmly at the front. The general who followed him was also not tall, with very short temples and mixed white hair. He had a high nose bridge, slightly closed his left eye, deep scars on his eye sockets, but a deep and sharp gaze in his right eye. The red collar and golden escapades looked bright and noble, and he even held a dazzling marshal's scepter in his hand.

With the appearance of these officers, the chairs moving in the hall were creaking. Lin Neng also stood up quickly with his companions around him, and opened his eyes wide as Goebbels and the Imperial Field Marshal walked right in front of him. He always felt that this guy was unfamiliar but familiar. When he got to the position and turned to face this side, he was shocked: Isn’t this the famous desert fox, Erwin Rommel, known as the Nazi war god?

With his impression of historical pictures and black and white documentaries, Lynn dared not confirm for a moment. After all, Rommel should have been killed in 1944 by the assassination of the head of state, and Germany even held a state funeral for him. However, the people around him also made a sound of tsk. In the strange atmosphere, Lynn suddenly became a little enlightened: Since he could arrange for the head of state to be buried with a substitute in Berlin, he could not let Rommel pretend to die in advance, thereby deceived the world's attention?

All kinds of bold guesses poured into my mind, and I felt a little dazed for a moment.

The music stopped, the service staff and the dining car stopped moving, and with the last few footsteps, the entire hall was silent, so that no one could speak without a loudspeaker or hoarse, and it was basically possible for people in the distance to hear it.

After taking the seat, Goebbels first spoke: "Loyal warriors of Germany! On behalf of the great German leader and the head of the empire, I would like to pay high respect to your fearless spirit and absolute loyalty! Everyone selected for the 'Aryan Ark' project has undergone extremely strict screening and scrutiny. Therefore, you are the elites among the imperial elites. Please use your steel will and immortal spirit to protect our great leaders for a thousand years!"

These words were quite passionate, but because of Rommel's appearance, Lynn's attention was not on Goebbels' side at all. The Imperial Propaganda Minister then said something and reminded the soldiers not to believe in the misinformation on the outside broadcast at will. Although the enemy occupied Berlin, the German soldiers were still fighting. Moreover, if they did not defeat the enemy, the German war would not end.

After Goebbels finished his speech, melodious music immediately sounded in the restaurant, and the sound of people sitting and moving chairs also sounded. Next was the crunch of intimate contact between knives and dining plates. The officers and soldiers of the outer and secondary halls had already started, but the inner hall was still sitting upright.

Finally, Rommel picked up the wine glass, swept the more than 50 soldiers on the opposite table with his normal right eye, and said in a calm and powerful voice: "Everyone! You may be surprised by my appearance. I am Erwin Rommel, the commander-in-chief of the base of the 'Sanctuary', and your loyal and reliable asylum. This place is called 'Sanctuary', which is not only our refuge, but also a battle fortress for preserving the German spirit! On the battlefield on the European continent, everyone fights bloody and fights to the death. Maybe they are tired, tired, or even afraid, but here, you can put aside those worries and worries, adjust your mentality, and take care of your body. We will accumulate strength, wait for the enemy to relax our vigilance, wait for the two camps that are incompatible with water and fire to contradict themselves, and then look for opportunities to rise again!"

A few short sentences instantly solved the biggest doubts in Lin Neng's heart, and also made him look at Rommel with admiration. It is not difficult to foresee the situation of the US-Soviet battle for hegemony. What is difficult is that as a person in the game, he can jump out of the battle and look at the further future calmly.

Immediately afterwards, Rommel announced: "To reward your loyalty and courage, each will receive the Iron Cross and the reward for promotion, and transfer the elite, sacred Imperial Guards from the original Wehrmacht and SS units. In this new armed force that is different from the past, you will become a member of the air force, the land or the navy, equipped with the best weapons and the best training. For our common future, please raise your glass!"

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Chapter completed!