My Third Empire

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Just as the British navy tragically sailed from the port, an officer of the German navy stood proudly at the gate of the French naval port.

He carried a document bag in one hand, a French cigarette in one hand, and a French car parked behind him. Germany's automobile production is now so large that it is staggering, but it still cannot meet the domestic demand of a bottomless hole. The army needs hundreds of thousands of cars, and the private sector needs nearly one million cars. Therefore, despite the integration of the White Orchid Group, Mercedes-Benz Motor Company has become the world's largest automobile production company, and still cannot allow all Germans to drive cars produced by Mercedes-Benz Motor Company.

And BMW's current production capacity has now been almost completely converted into engine production, providing hundreds of engines and spare parts for automobile tank aircraft. Although the German mechanized blitz has achieved amazing results on the front line, the workload required to maintain the operation of these troops is too large to increase, the production of spare parts, the transportation and distribution of oil, the recruitment of personnel and the training-that is, rigor If the Germans are replaced by other countries, Akado has no doubt that just these newly born logistics links can make some countries collapse.

The officer handed his ID to the French officer on duty at the door. He smiled and threw the cigarette **** on the ground with his complicated eyes, and stepped on his boots to stamp it out. Then he pointed to the sentry box on the edge and smiled and asked, "Can I go in and wait? Although it hasn't been handed over to the German Navy here, at least should I be given the hospitality I deserve?"

He speaks French, and his speaking speed is not slow. Obviously, he has studied hard. It's more than a star and a half compared to Ren's sloppy half-hanger French. But the other party obviously didn't feel good about him because of his French.

The French officer on duty did not answer him, just walked back to the box and picked up the phone, said something to the other side, then put down the phone and walked out of the box, waving a reluctant wave to signal the sentries on both sides to open the barricade .

The German official did not take it seriously either. After receiving his ID, he smiled and touched the cover of the big brim hat with his hand. He nodded his head in tribute. Then he returned to his car and took the important one. The file was thrown into the rear seat, and he got into the car's co-pilot position.

The German second lieutenant, who was a driver, saw his senior officer get in the car, ignited the engine and lightly stepped on the clutch to put it into gear, the French car slowly moved forward, drove past the checkpoint at an unacceptable speed, and headed for the military office in the French port The building opened.

The car stopped in front of the building, and the officer signaled his driver to wait in the car, then took out the paper bag and climbed up the large stairs in front of him. The French guards on both sides had obviously been told by someone, much more disciplined than on the side of the checkpoint. When they saw the German officer ascending the steps, they immediately stood up and saluted.

Officer Nade was obviously satisfied with the French soldiers' standing salute, nodded with a smile, stepped up, and got into the command of the French navy. After passing through the corridor, as if visiting the French Navy's several combat commands and conference rooms, this officer was accompanied by General Darland's secretary and came to General Darland's office.

"Good afternoon, General Darlang." The German officer seemed to be unrestrained. Before Darlang spoke, he said hello and sat down on the couch for the guests, and took himself with him. The document bag that came here was thrown on the coffee table, and ordered to the **** French secretary casually: "I have something to talk about with General Darland. Would you like to pour us a cup of coffee?"

"Go. Remember to knock on the door when you come in." Darlan glanced at the secretary girl who was at a loss and said, "I'm still the same, no sugar cubes. I don't know what special needs this German guest has. Now. "

"I am a good talker, as long as it is the coffee that the beautiful woman pours, any taste." Naduan official said with a smile, after seeing the beautiful secretary out of the office, he reached out and opened the briefcase and took it out. The documents inside are on the coffee table.

As he finished his movements, the whole person became serious, with no smile on his face, and the momentum on his body became stronger: "Since the general is also anxious, I want to know the purpose of my coming , Then I wo n’t go around the circle anymore-shall I start now? "

"Okay, I personally admire the German German nation because their meticulous work spirit makes me adore." Darlang nodded and said: "Then we will talk about the business first, and then chat."

"We have a very important intelligence officer in the United Kingdom. This person has provided us with a lot of important intelligence. Presumably you will not be too unfamiliar with this." Officer Nade pointed to the file on the coffee table.

"Poison?" Darlang frowned and asked.

"Yes, poison!" German official nodded: "If it weren't for him, I wouldn't let me come and deliver it personally."

Darlang stood up, walked to the side of the coffee table, stooped to pick up the documents, and looked at it solemnly. If the information provided by the Germans is true or false, and the true and false information is important and secondary, then this information from "poisons", even if it is false, is enough for him to take a look at himself. Too.

"That is to say, the British navy went to sea today and has already begun operations against my French fleet?" Darlang asked, frowning.

"I'm sorry, but I don't have the right to analyze intelligence at this level." Nade officer waved his hand and said: "I just because of my special status, I can ensure that this document can be sent here confidentially. Please bring it after you have checked. Leave this document. "

He paused, looked at Darlan with a heavy expression, and continued: "And after you have read this document, I will take it myself. These papers cannot leave my sight until I send them. Go back to Berlin, or I die. "

"It seems that the" poison "is really taken seriously." Darlang said with a sigh.

"The head of state once told my father that every intelligence officer is the greatest hero of the empire. Although they are destined to be unknown, they are worth every German person's life to protect." The officer said with a smile.

Darlang froze, then nodded in praise. "Your head of state said well, it seems that we have been unfairly defeated. You mentioned your father, it seems that your family background must be extraordinary, can you ask, is your father? "

"There is nothing to keep secret. If you want to check it, it is estimated that you will be able to know the result tomorrow." Officer Nade said disapprovingly: "I'm just an unknown soldier in the intelligence department of the Supreme Commander of the Empire. Must know, his name is Gascoll. "

"Jingle, Jingle." Darlang rang the bell on the table, and his lieutenant and secretary walked in when they heard the bell. The secretary also carried a tray with two cups of coffee and a coffee pot on it.

"Immediately sound the battle alarm, all personnel return to their posts, the port air defense weapons must be on alert, prepare all the caliber artillery on the battleship for ammunition!" Darlang did not avoid anything, in front of Little Gascol The combat command was issued: "Let the warship's power system keep running, I want to see who dares to move my fleet!"

"General, the German ... will you do it?" Darlang's adjutant glanced at the German officer sitting on the sofa and asked with a scalp.

"It's not German ..." Darlang's mood was very complicated, and he sighed again and said: "This time it may be that the British **** is about to start."

In the shocked eyes of the adjutant and the secretary, Gascole ’s son took away the documents on the coffee table, and after ensuring that they were not left behind, he slowly stood up carrying the document bag and walked to the door of the office: "I will Excuse me, the German Navy will take action later, depending on how the French Navy responded this time. By the way, your secretary is really a beauty. "

"Mansa! Take this officer into the car, when will he let you come back, and you will come back here to report." Darlang ordered to his secretary.

"Okay, General." The female secretary who had secretly sent Qiu Bo to Jun Lang's German officer immediately nodded, put down the plate of coffee in his hand and followed the German officer out of the office, leaving the busy Dar Lang and the name. adjutant.

"General, just let Mansa follow the German bastard?" Asked the Darling's lieutenant frowning when there were only two in the room.

"Now the situation is compelling, what can I do?" Darlang has sighed countless times today and said helplessly: "The information sent by the Germans this time is very important. I dare not treat it as fake anyway. Treat it. Rather than being passive at the time, it ’s better to make a gesture now-whoever is the younger is the younger, but just choose a backer. "

Gascole ’s son got into the car with the French female secretary in his arms. When he got his hands on the back row, the car had already drove out of the French port. While waiting at the checkpoint, it was unexpected that the German officer who was still stroking the oil just let France The female secretary got out of the car herself.

In the shocked eyes of the female secretary, the car opened a checkpoint and merged into the convoy escorting the car-4 French cars opened the road, 2 trucks full of soldiers followed. In this situation, the **** was intelligence The young German official in the car?

Just outside of France, the British fleet was opening up a battle formation. This time they were going to kill the French navy in one fell swoop. The idea of ​​the Germans annexing the French fleet was eliminated. The fighter had already taken off, and everything seemed to be very smooth.

But not far away, above the sea surface, another huge naval fleet arrived quietly, in response to the old Chinese saying: Praying mantis catches cicadas, and yellow finches come.