Everyone has the potential to become a stumbling block on the road ahead, and even Rontes is no exception.

When Wang Weiyi met Rontes, this man who was previously the leader of the "Yetiry Party" seemed to have seen the biggest savior in his life and stood up.

"Baron, Baron, our affairs have been exposed. Please save me." Rontes cried in a whine.

"Ah, Rontes, I think you probably got something wrong. Everything that happened was done by you and it has nothing to do with me." Wang Weiyi corrected his statement.

Rontes was stunned for a moment, then said, "Yes, yes, I did everything, but, Baron, you have to find a way to get me out of here."

"Do you think I can really do anything?" Wang Weiyi sat down opposite him: "Everyone may become a stumbling block on the road ahead, and you are no exception. No one can save you, no one. Langtes, I sympathize with your situation, but I will not destroy the entire plan just because you are alone."

Rontes was completely stupid there, and he couldn't say a word in a daze.

Oh my God, he is doing things completely according to the baron's wishes. No, maybe he has taken his own initiative in some things, but at least he is also following the big plan. But why has he been suddenly abandoned now?

But he would never give up just like that. He begged: "Baron, you and my mother have been good friends for so many years. I beg you, please, please, save me, save me."

"Do you know why my mother and I are good friends?" Wang Weiyi looked at Langtes with pity: "Because your mother is just an ordinary woman, he never participated in any political struggle. Even after becoming the wife of the Minister of Defense, she still knows what she should do and what she should not do. She lived her life peacefully. Although this life was not wonderful, she at least had a good end. What about you? Langtes? You are always pursuing things that do not belong to you, and you are always pursuing things that are actually extremely illusory to you. You have not lost to anyone, you have just lost to yourself."

Rontes had no idea what to say.

He was pursuing honor and status tirelessly. He tried his best to eliminate the obstacles on his way forward, but a success was already waving to him, but suddenly realized that success was so far away from him.

He hoped that he would be the same as the Baron, and that his status in France would be the same as that of the Baron in the world, but now he found that he was so far away from the Baron.

"So what should I do now?" Langtes' tears flowed down: "Are you really watching me die with alcohol?"

"Lantes, you have to know that I want to help you, but I can't do it." Wang Weiyi sighed: "There are many things that are more important than your existence waiting for me. You are just a chess piece.Lantes, in fact, at this time you know exactly what you should do."

Rontes understood in an instant.

The only thing he can do is to end his life with death. No one will let him go, Litum will not let him go, the "Yetiry Party" will not let him go, and even Baron Alexander will not let him go.

Death may be a good choice for all the people.

"I can't do this, Baron, help me, help me." Langtes found that he had no tears to shed, and the only thing he could say was this sentence.

"I agree to your request." Wang Weiyi stood up, walked to Rontes, and hugged his head.

He took a pillow, then covered Rontes' nose and mouth, and then suddenly exerted force. Rontes felt that he could not breathe at all.

"Actually, I was ready to sacrifice you from the beginning...."

This was what Rontes heard when his life gradually left him. His body was constantly struggling, but strangely his consciousness was so clear at this moment.

I have never been a party leader, and I have been just a victim from the beginning.

Those dreams that have ever had are so illusory and ridiculous. Yes, death is the only way you can choose.

Langtes' body gradually stopped struggling, and Wang Weiyi let go of his hand.

"You are always pursuing things that do not belong to you, and always pursuing things that are actually extremely illusory to you. You have not lost to anyone, you have just lost to yourself."

Looking at the body of Langtes, Wang Weiyi suddenly thought of what he had just said.

He wiped his hand and walked away slowly.

Litem had been waiting outside for a long time. When he saw the baron appear, he hurriedly rushed forward, and then said with a respectful look on his face: "How is Rontes now?"

"He went where he should go." Wang Weiyi said lightly: "Congratulations, the new leader of the 'Yetiri** Party'."

The new leader of the "Yetiry** Party" was unable to hide his ecstasy when he heard this sentence.

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This is actually also the goal he has been pursuing.

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Langtes and Aurangie, the two of them were intriguing to gain the highest power in the party, but they never figured out until they died that the final profiter would be the one who was unlikely to be in this position, but they were still in the end.

Thank God for giving me such a chance. Of course, the one who is even more grateful should be the Baron. If there were no Baron, I would just be a supporting role without any rights.

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"The big ** will be carried out within the specified time." Wang Weiyi's tone became cold: "Anyone who tries to hinder the big **, I know you will know what you should do."

"Yes, Lord Baron." Litum maintained his ever-respectful tone: "Maybe I don't know what I should do, but I believe you will guide me on how to do it."

This is not a purposeless compliment, but at this moment he is too clear about something. Doing things under the Baron does not require you to have your own thoughts or your own little calculations. All you have to do is just one: just complete the tasks assigned by the Baron.

This is a prerequisite for success, and it can even be said to be a prerequisite for survival.

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One by one, the stumbling blocks were completely eradicated, and the wave before the big ** was surging under the undercurrent. Relying on the special agreement signed by the "Lion Fund" and the French government, a large number of German commandos entered Paris and major cities in France under the cover of the "Lion Fund".

Colonel Heisenberg became the person in charge of these matters. His mentality was completely different from those of Litem or Berkeley. He did not have to consider how to show his gratitude to the Baron or his future. He only knew that he was a German, and he only knew that the Baron would never let down any German soldier.

"There are now a total of 317 commandos entering Paris, and more commandos will enter in the next two days." Heisenberg quickly reported to the Baron: "If Robito can fulfill his promise, then I think the plan will go very smoothly."

"Do you know the tasks of the team members?" Wang Weiyi asked, looking at the Paris map hanging on the wall.

"Yes, their mission is very clear." Heisenberg quickly said: "They were carefully selected from the Brandenburg Commando, they were all fluent in French, and they were the most elite special soldiers. They were familiar with everything about urban warfare and knew how to maximize their advantages...."

Wang Weiyi showed praise on his face. These commandos in the German army always reassured themselves: "Heisenberg, I just got an information that the German army destroyed two divisions of French troops in France."

Xise flashed across Heisenberg's face, and then he calmed down: "Any miracle will happen under your leadership, and I think victory is not far from us."

"Heisenberg, you can also say compliments." Wang Weiyi smiled: "I remember that during World War II, you were just a child, but now you have become the commander of the most elite commando in Germany."

"I also remember when I saw you the first time, I was trembling all over. "Heisenberg said: "I always wonder what kind of person Marshal Ernst is? But I soon discovered that you are not different from ordinary people. You will laugh and get angry, but you will always fight side by side with us, whether you are a general or a marshal. Marshal, there is a saying that I have never said to you, thank you, Marshal Ernst!"

"No, I think it's me who should express my gratitude." Wang Weiyi stared at his subordinates: "Many people call me the magical Baron Alexander, but in fact I know very well that without your heroic battles, all magic is impossible to talk about."

Without any self-modestness, Wang Weiyi knew that with his own strength, he would never be able to accomplish so many miracles. Everything was accomplished by these loyal soldiers.

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"Okay, don't talk about these things anymore." Wang Weiyi returned to his seriousness: "Heisenberg, before the plan officially begins, I order all commandos to hide themselves to the greatest extent. No one is allowed to take action without my orders."

"Yes, Lord Marshal!" Heisenberg replied loudly, and then he pointed outside again: "Robito and Berkeley have been waiting for you for a long time. Ah, they also brought an officer."

"Let them come in."

After a while, Robbetto, Berkeley and a French general who was about fifty years old walked in. Robbetto quickly introduced: "His Excellency Baron, please allow me to introduce you to General Robertson of the 51st Armored Army, who will be responsible for all the offensive plans."

"Hisser Baron, I didn't expect to see you when I was alive, and I am even more grateful that this kind of meeting was not on the battlefield." Robertson said this as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wang Weiyi couldn't help laughing, an interesting French general: "I'm also very happy not to meet you on the battlefield, General Robertson, tell me your plan."

"Yes, Hungry, Lord Baron." Robertson came to the front of the map: "The 51, 52 Panzer Army has all entered Paris and will be commanded by me in a unified manner. The 51 Panzer Army's mission is to control the front line from the Arc de Triomphe to the 19th district of Paris, while the 52 Panzer Army's mission is to control the front line from Pompeii to the Elysee Palace...."
To be continued...