Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 153: Kidnapping

"I never worried that Operation "Desert Storm" would be frustrated, because it is impossible to happen." Xu Jun stood upright in front of the map table with his arms folded, lowered his head and looked at the carefully made by the Army Staff Sand table.

"These Arabs are no longer the desert lions back then. Moreover, even their most powerful Asba dynasty relied on foreign slaves and mercenaries in the foreign war, and the caliph fought the crusaders to the end. The Mamluk was bought, and Saladin, a Kurd, commanded the army." The head of the empire lowered his arm and supported the edge of the table with one hand.

"Your judgment is absolutely correct. The current battle is going very smoothly. My head of state" Keitel put on his monocle and received a document from the adjutant: "This is General Kücheler this afternoon. The report I sent has not had time to be sent for your review."

"The 26th Infantry Division crossed the border of Saudi Arabia early this morning. The troops encountered only minor resistance. At 6:30 in the morning, the 26th Reconnaissance Battalion captured the important water source Beida Spring," Keitel reported. To.

"In this position, my head of state." Yordel took a pointer and clicked on the sand table.

"It's not very far from the border. Is this an oasis?" Xu Jun walked to Yodel and looked down.

"Yes, my head of state, the largest water source nearby, so a large number of Arab herders have gathered. There was a village nearby, but it was destroyed by the Yikh Wan army in a rebellion twelve years ago. It has never been rebuilt." Yodel reported.

"I remember the report I received at breakfast that they had taken the Isavi coconut." Xu Jun said when he clicked a small town on the sand table.

"You remember right, my head of state, the 77th Infantry Regiment captured this village at 7 am and suppressed the surrounding four villages and towns." Keitel replied respectfully.

"The 26th Infantry Division is advancing fast along this road and is expected to arrive at Nabq Abu Qasr before 6 pm. The Legion Command is going to spend the night there today." Yodel added.

"The German infantry division advanced 130 kilometers on the first day." Xu Jun measured the distance on the military map hanging on the wall.

"In order to prevent the troops from being out of touch, the 21st Armored Regiment slowed down the assault speed. At present, the first task of the African Army is to open up a supply line. The first logistics station in Saudi Arabia." Keitel introduced.

"Be careful of the local tribe's sneak attacks, these Arabs are very good at this." Xu Jun picked up the magnifying glass and carefully checked the name of the village marked on the map.

"The command has issued your order. If the officer considers it necessary, he can use a limited amount of force to retaliate against the enemy village without consulting his superiors, but he must report to the headquarters afterwards. Report." Keitel said respectfully.

"I don’t want to see the massacre of civilians, but I don’t want to watch my soldiers being slaughtered. This is a cruel war. It is not a child’s play. How to keep the balance depends on Qu Hillel realized it by himself." Xu Jun's eyes became sharp, and Keitel even felt a sting.

"Yes, my head."

"What's the reaction from the Saudi government?" Xu Jun put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the other hand played with a box of matches on the table.

"Saudi Arabia has not yet established a diplomatic agency in our country, but their special envoy in France requested a meeting with our consulate in Paris at noon today." Weirle reported.

"The consul met him?"

"No, my head of state, no one will have contact with the Saudi government without your permission." Weierle replied.

"We are not going to declare war with the Saudi government. This is an action to uphold justice, whether it is a war. This must be clarified."

"Yes, I conveyed your meaning to Consul Hall at the time." Weierle replied respectfully.

"To make this point clear to the countries around the Arabian Peninsula, the alliance with Saudi Arabia will not end well. After the operation began, I ordered to cut off all Saudi external communication channels. People all over the world only need to hear our voice. "Xu Jun took a cigar from Disenhofen.

"The newspapers in Berlin and Hamburg will publish special articles for this tomorrow, my head of state." Weierle struck a match and lit a cigar for Xu Jun.

"France and the United Kingdom will also launch simultaneous propaganda to let the people of the world know that we have good reasons to initiate this just action. We are to protect the security of Iraq and Trans-Jordan, Syria, Yemen and other protected countries. At the same time, in order to rescue the civilians who were oppressed by the Saudi royal family, defeat the evil desert tyrant, and return the throne to the Hashemite family that has ruled Mecca for generations." After speaking, Weierle extinguished the match and threw it into the ashtray.

"This is very important, Weierle, we must be the party of justice." Xu Jun smiled and spit out a smoke ball.

"There is no doubt about it, my head of state." Weierle lowered his head respectfully.

"You are the incarnation of justice, my head of state." Keitel was flattering righteously.

"The people of the empire will be proud of it, my head of state." Yodel will not lag behind.

"Even if you say that, I won't feel proud." Xu Jun raised his face and said.

"It's really wise, and the atmosphere is so great, so great"

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At seven o'clock in the afternoon, it was time for the workers to come home from get off work for dinner. The streets of Berlin quickly became busy. The trams were crowded with passengers rushing home, and some were even half-length. They are all hung outside the car, and the police on the street have become accustomed to this. As long as people don't fall from the car, they will open their eyes and close their eyes as if they have not seen it.

Mr. Henry, the reporter of the British "Daily Mail" in Berlin's reporter station, drove a moped, rushing through the intersection before the signal light flipped, and then steadily parked at the reporter station. The roadside in front of the office building.

Henry walked quickly into the fashionable revolving door with his briefcase in his hand, and came to the elevator with the marble floor.

"Good evening, Mr. Henry." The janitor greeted politely.

"Hello, Mr. Barker."

"How was your day? Mr. Henry."

"Still the same, running around, how are you, Buck."

"The old problem on my leg is committed again."

"I know a very good doctor. I will find his business card for you when I look back." The elevator door opened, and Henry walked into the elevator as he spoke.

"Thank you so much, Mr. Henry." The janitor leaned to express his thanks.

Press the button and the elevator started to rise slowly. Henry clamped the briefcase under his arm and took out an envelope from the inner pocket of the coat.

The elevator stopped suddenly. Henry inserted the envelope back into his pocket, and then looked up and found that this was not the floor he was going to. He could see through the iron fence door. Several tall figures stood in front of the elevator door. .

The iron fence door opened, and several big men in duffle suits walked into the elevator. To avoid trouble, Henry took a step back and leaned against the back wall of the elevator. The elevator continued to move up, and when it stopped again, it had reached the floor where the reporter station was.

"I'm here, gentlemen, please let me."

Henry said hello politely~IndoMTL.com~ I want to go through these people. But two big guys blocked the door and didn't mean to give in at all. Mr. Henry felt that something was wrong. He opened his mouth and wanted to call for help. It is only seven or eight meters away from the office. Now there are at least three editors on duty, and he must be able to listen. To his shout. But before Henry could shout, a big hand covered his nose and mouth from behind.

"Don't make any noise, or you will be killed." A shimmering dagger shook in front of Henry's eyes.

"Are you Morris Henry?" a man with fleshy faces inquired. Mr. Henry looked at each other in fear and nodded vigorously.

"Very good." The man turned around and pressed the button on the second floor.

The man behind let go of his big hand covering his nose and mouth, but before Henry took a sigh of relief, a wet handkerchief covered his nose and mouth again, and Mr. Henry smelled it. The pungent chemical smell, before he could tell what it was, he passed out into a coma and became unconscious.

PS: The second chapter is here, sorry for being late.

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