Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 529: Chatting
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"There is no comment in French." Hank Robin held the command tower ladder and turned to ask the deputy captain.
"Padigmonte ()" Igor is tying his tie with the help of the quartermaster.
"Okay, Patekmon..."
"It's Gemeng."
"Gemun...um." The German captain pondered for a moment, then grabbed the ladder and started climbing to the top of the command tower.
U106 has completely surfaced, less than 300 meters away from the sinking [Yekong River]. The sudden appearance of the submarine really scared the Siamese sailors. Only then did they know what happened to their warship. Looking at the culprit not far away, the Siamese naval officers and soldiers struggling in the sea were full of anger.
This is a large submarine that they have never seen before. It is covered in green and brown striped camouflage. The length of the floating part is about the same as their [Yekong River]. A surviving Siamese naval officer noticed that there was a gray iron plate on the side of the submarine's command tower, with Q183 painted with white paint.
Soon after a few sailors crawled out of the entrance and exit on the back of the submarine, the sailor cap topped with bright red pompoms.
"Damn French." The first officer of the [Yekong River] waved his fists at the submarine angrily. The lieutenant commander survived the torpedo attack because he was on the bridge and was lucky enough to get a lifebuoy.
The submarine began to slowly approach the Siamese soldiers who fell into the water. On the command tower, there was an officer with a tin horn, shouting loudly in French with a strange accent.
"This is the French navy submarine [Casavianca], don’t be afraid, we will rescue you. Which of you are the officers? Where is the captain? The officers will get our priority rescue, the officers Raises his hand."
Although the survivors hated the enemy who sank their warships, in the current situation, it is human instinct to save their lives. This is the Gulf of Siam where sharks are infested. So many sailors were killed at once. The blood of the reader will soon attract sharks.
"I am the first mate! I am the first mate!" Major Siam raised his hands and shouted.
Seeing someone taking the lead, the officers among the survivors immediately scrambled to report their titles, hoping that the French would fulfill their promise.
There were more than two hundred officers and soldiers on the [Yekong River]. About forty people survived. Because the rest cabin was on the upper deck, most of the officers were able to escape. After the final census, there were eleven officers above lieutenant officer and seven warrant officer interns who were about to graduate.
Captain Mantan didn't know if it was luck or misfortune. He was rescued by the loyal orderly from the sinking ship, but he was now in a coma because of severe head damage during the attack.
"Why attack our warship." A military school student asked loudly in French.
"I don't know why you didn't get the news. Since midnight yesterday, the Kingdom of Siam and the French Republic have been at war." Igor replied in fluent French.
"You are the captain, can you tell us..." an officer said to Robin wearing an officer's cap.
"Padigmonte." Captain Robin coldly interrupted the other party's inquiry with his hands on his hips.
"We can't fit all of you in our submarine. Non-commissioned officers and soldiers must stay here, waiting for the rescue of other ships, and the officers can go with us." When the officers were gathered together, Igor turned his head to face The remaining Siamese sailors on the deck gave orders. In order to deepen the other's understanding, the soldiers on the command tower picked up the machine guns erected on the fence.
"We will leave you with two rubber boats and enough life jackets." Igor said to the Siamese soldiers and noncommissioned officers: "Now please line up and leave my deck.".
Faced with the black hole of the machine gun muzzle, the survivors of the Siamese navy dared not say anything, and made me a fish. In this case, there is no reason.
The Siamese sailors could only jump back into the sea under threat, watching the officers being led into the submarine, and then slowly diving into the sea in front of them.
After realizing that they were really abandoned, the soldiers and non-commissioned officers cursed the **** Frenchmen and started scrambling for the two rubber boats.
"As of an hour ago, we had sunk a total of 22,000 tons of Siamese ships in this area, of which 5,200 tons belonged to the Siamese Navy." Naval Liaison Officer Miu Major Le stood in front of the map on the wall, pointing to the Gulf of Siam area and reporting to Blumberg.
"The Siamese Navy has no defense. They did not expect to be attacked by submarines." Colonel Eugene von Davidson expressed his opinion.
"Prepare a detailed report and send it to Berlin. The Führer will be satisfied." Blumberg wiped his chin and reached out to lift a glass of champagne from the tray in the hand of the orderly.
"I will visit Japan tomorrow, and I will return to Germany by the end of the year." Blumberg raised his glass.
"Thank you for your hard work during this period of time. The Third Reich will not forget the achievements you made for Germany in the far east. I have made a request to the head of state for all the staff of the Far East Command Special medals will be awarded." The Imperial Marshal announced loudly.
"For the empire, for the head of state!" Lieutenant Colonel Von Ludwig in a short SS dress responded loudly.
"For the empire! For the Führer!" Blumberg smiled and nodded at the lieutenant colonel.
"Hi! Reinhardt!" Everyone in the room raised their glasses and greeted the head of state loudly, then raised their heads and drank the cold champagne in the glass.
"Don't be restrained, everyone, play music, drink wine, and let the kitchen bring some more delicious food." Blumberg said loudly, causing a burst of laughter from the subordinates.
Blumberg picked up a glass of champagne again, and walked towards the corner of the banquet hall with the adjutant, where several key personnel of the special mission formed a small circle for discussion.
"The head of state has not changed. This is a question of regional strategy." Dr. Pank held a glass of whiskey and a small cookie with caviar in his other hand.
"Any new news from Berlin?" Baron Le Bernau asked Lieutenant Colonel Roch, the communications director.
"It's early morning there. The command will not reply so early. You have read the telegram of the Führer. In such a short period of time, there will be no special changes." Lieutenant Colonel Roch replied. Fiddle with the cigar in your hand.
"We can completely occupy Siam~IndoMTL.com~ to overthrow the anti-European Prime Minister Phibun Soongkham. With the military strength we now have, we can do this completely. I believe the French have the same views as me. "
The one who said this was the arrival of Major Kule, an army weapons expert, who was sent to French Indochina as a military trade consultant. In fact, he was also responsible for the task of collecting information on Asian military weapons. This time He is on the list of envoys to Japan.
"It's not as simple as you think. Most of Siam's territory is covered by forest. Our tactics and weapons are not suitable for fighting in this jungle environment." Blumberg stepped in as he approached.
"Your Excellency Marshal." All the people sitting there stood up and greeted the chief.
"Siam has a very important strategic position. Her geographical location makes her an excellent strategic buffer zone. When in an attacking situation, she is attacking British Burma, Malay and The most suitable springboard for French Indochina." Brunberg talked freely.
"Then why not just put her in our hands? Your Excellency." Major Kuler asked.
"Siam’s nationalism is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. As you said earlier, it is very easy to defeat her, but if we want to completely conquer her, we will face a long battle that requires countless manpower and material resources. Commander The Ministry has calculated that to achieve this goal, it will require at least twice the current force and the cooperation of the British army in Myanmar. It will take a year or more to complete the initial conquest.
This is something that the head of state will never accept. The empire cannot spend precious power in this area where only rice grows in this critical period. "Blumberg finished speaking and drank the remaining champagne in the glass in one gulp.
"Get me a drink, Eugene." The marshal said to the adjutant with a smile. (To be continued.)