Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 508: ceremony
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"Although this is Marshal Blumberg's personal opinion, but I think..." Weirler closed the official document and put his backhand under his armpit.
"Don't interfere with Blumberg's actions, this is what we have discussed a long time ago. Oh, it looks a little bigger here..." Xu Jun stretched out his arm, his full-time tailor Use a thimble to carefully adjust the size of the intercostal space on the uniform blank.
"The Marshal has the power to make decisions based on his personal judgment. We must not let the outside world think that he is just a microphone in Berlin." Xu Jun lowered his arm and took a glass of clear water from Disenhofen.
"Thank you, Eric. I remember talking about this in yesterday’s meeting. Our strategic focus must be on Eastern Europe, and Asian labor is indispensable for the Third Reich to complete the overall strategic shift. I don’t care what other thoughts the Japanese or Jiang Zhongzheng have, the empire doesn’t need to care about them.” Xu Jun took a sip of water and handed the cup back to Dissenhofen.
"Ribentrop, don't stand so far, come over and stand in front of me." Xu Jun beckoned to the deputy foreign minister who was hiding in the corner of the rest area, and then pointed to the ground under his feet. .
Xu Jun took off the rough uniform and waved to the tailor: "Thank you, Mr. Oztree, come here first."
"Yes, Mr. Yuan." The tailor in a straight tuxedo bowed slightly to greet him, and then left the office with two assistants pushing the tool cart.
"What do you think about this, I especially want to hear your opinion now." Xu Jun said to the Deputy Foreign Minister.
At this moment, Imperial Yuan is only wearing a normal white shirt on his upper body, breeches with a general collar trimmed with red trousers on his lower body, and a pair of black calfskin riding boots tightly wrapped around the calf.
"My Yuan, as far as I know, the shortage of supplies in the areas controlled by the Chinese government is very serious..." Ribbentrop said respectfully.
"I'm not asking you this. I want to know what you think of Blumberg's report." Xu Jun arranged his shirt cuffs and locked the 14k gold cuff nails with the obsidian imperial eagle emblem.
"My Yuan." Ribbentrop swallowed nervously.
"My Yuan, according to my opinion, the report by the Marshal should be true. I also think that the empire needs to conduct an in-depth investigation of this matter, and set up intelligence agencies in the training camp without notification to steal important military materials from the National Defense Forces. With intelligence, this is a serious violation of the agreement between the two parties. However, I think the Ministry of Foreign Affairs should first negotiate with China in handling this matter." Ribbentrop bowed his head respectfully after speaking.
"Very good, your suggestion is good, Ribbentrop." With the help of Disenhofen, Xu Jun put on his marshal uniform.
"Weirle, the Eye of Odin must fully cooperate with Marshal Blumberg in the investigation and clear out all foreign intelligence agencies that have been mixed into French Indochina, regardless of which side they belong to. The Ministry of Foreign Affairs will The official channel negotiated with Jiang Zhongzheng, and I believe they will be able to converge in a short period of time. Jiang is a smart man and will weigh the weight." Xu Jun buttoned the style button on the neckline, and Disenhofen helped him set the one. Shiny Knight's Cross.
"It's almost time, let's talk while walking." Xu Jun picked up the marshal's stick on the table, knocked on the table with the tip of the silver stick, and then strode towards the door.
"There is also the question about Siam, my Yuan. We can only get some rough information from the British. Their intelligence personnel in Siam suffered a serious loss in the coup two years ago. It’s been a long time since I was able to obtain valuable information from the Siamese army."
"Siam is gradually leaning towards Japan in diplomacy, and at the same time developing military-political cooperation with Japan. This is what I expected long ago and what we want to see right now, right? Weierle." Xu Jun Striding along the empty and tall corridors of the Prime Minister's Office, the voice is particularly loud in the huge space.
"It is true, my Yuan, but we also have to consider the French reaction, after all, we have established an alliance with France." Weirle quickly followed Xu Jun behind.
"Do you think the French will be defeated? Lost to the Siamese? They have gathered 50,000 well-trained soldiers there, one hundred and seventy new aircraft, three hundred and twenty latest tanks, seven Hundreds of guns of various types, and a powerful naval fleet, which also includes two of the most advanced battlecruisers. I don’t see any possibility of failure in French Indochina. It should be Siam who is afraid now. People, if the French want to attack Siam, I suspect that the Siamese will even hold on for less than a week." Xu Jun's voice was clearly smiling.
Temperial Yuan walked to a double-opened door. He turned his head and glanced at Weierle and Ribbentrop. He put his fingers on his lips and made a silent gesture, then moved both hands. The doorknob, personally opened the door of the room.
"Attention everyone!" The huge internal banquet hall was already full of young officers wearing gorgeous military uniforms. Seeing Yuan's arrival, the star officer who had been standing by the door shouted the command.
"Your Excellency Xiang Yuan! Salute!" The star officer raised his right arm.
"Victory!" "Long live!"
"Victory!" "Long live"
"Victory!" "Long live!" All the officers raised their arms neatly to salute Yuan, and called for victory three times as usual.
Xu Jun looked at the people in the banquet hall with a majestic expression, raising his right arm to return salute to all the officers.
Tonight gathers the students who graduated from the Berlin Military Academy this year. Because of the war, their graduation was delayed to November.
At this time, everyone has obtained the rank of second lieutenant, and will soon be assigned to each unit of the 6th Army according to the major they studied. Being able to receive Yuan’s personal interview and dinner together will be an enviable experience for these young officers, and it is also a very powerful political capital, because it proves that the character and abilities of these people have been recognized by Yuan. , Has an extremely important influence on the future exhibition of these people.
These young people are excited, grateful and admired~IndoMTL.com~ Looking at this emperor who is not much older than them, everyone respects and holds their breath, just like ancient knights seeing their king.
They are the youngest generation of military officers in Germany. Although they are still fledgling chicks, in time, they will be the backbone of the empire. They are also the people who admire Reinhardt the most. This god's apostle is an idol they enthusiastically support. Any criticism of Yuan, even verbal frivolous offense, may draw their fists against each other.
"The graduates are very happy to receive your summons, my yuan." Von Bok wore a full set of cumbersomely decorated marshal's ceremonial dress, and carried a cavalry saber with a silver-plated scabbard on his head. The Prussian peaked leather helmet of the Second Empire, with his Blue Max Medal on the neckline.
"Hello, Your Excellency Marshal, you look very energetic tonight." Xu Jun raised his cane and knocked the brim of his hat lightly, returning Bok to a military salute.
"It's a great honor to get your praise." Feng Bok's expression looked very happy, and he once again solemnly nodded his head to Xu Jun.
"My Yuan, just received an emergency telegram from French Indochina." Disenhofen walked to Xu Jun with a telegram and whispered it in his ear.
"Huh?" Xu Jun frowned, glanced at the staff of the communications office standing straight behind the adjutant, and then opened the telegram and looked down.
"Ah, some trivial things, please take your seat first." Seeing Bok's tense and inquiring look, Xu Jun showed a bright smile, and he folded the telegram at will, with a casual look Tucked into the pocket of the uniform.
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