Battle of the Third Reich

"This document can prove that the holder is directly employed by the German Command, and has all priority in all German-controlled areas, and can request the local garrison to cooperate if necessary." Lieutenant Colonel Vogelind Kirsten at the bottom of the document A signature was drawn in the signature column, and a round stamp was taken from the seal box. She flipped the stamp to look at it, and then knocked **** the document.

After reading through the document again and confirming that there were no problems, Kirsten closed the brown paper folder with the black iron cross eagle emblem on it.

"I am very satisfied with the results of the cub group this time. I have already asked the head of state for a commendation, which may be awarded to them." Kirsten held out **** to press the folder, and then pushed across the desk.

"Thank you very much for being able to receive Valkyrie's personal praise. It is already the best reward, Lieutenant Colonel." A middle-aged man sitting opposite the desk extended his hands respectfully and picked up the document.

"This is the reward you deserve. No matter if you worked in the intelligence agency or the security department, now you are a member of the Eye of Odin. No one can obliterate our merits. Please remember that the head of state has been watching us." Kirsten smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the lake blue eyes looked straight at each other.

"Understand, everything is for the head of state, hi, Rhinehart!" The middle-aged man quickly stood up and extended his right arm to salute his hand.

"Hi, Reinhardt." Kirsten sat behind his desk and raised his right arm.

"You can step back, Major Claus."

"Yes, I quit, Master Lieutenant Colonel." The middle-aged man bowed to Kirsten respectfully, then took the folder to the door, turned around and nodded at the door, and gently opened the door. Went out.

"It's a cunning old wolf." Kirsten shook his head and then picked up a folder by the desk.

"Huh?" Kirsten frowned. She reached out and pressed the bell on the table.

"What's the command, Lieutenant Colonel." A few seconds later, a beautiful girl wearing an army lieutenant's uniform stood at the door.

"When was this item delivered. Celia."

"It was seven o'clock this morning from Major Ferrier from the Secret Service."

"Prepare my car, I'm going to see the head of state immediately." Kirsten stood up, removed her uniform and military cap from the coat rack by the window, and walked toward the door while buttoning the button.

"Bring that document and today's aerial photos."

"Observe, Lieutenant Colonel."

"It looks very good, very good, and I can't see any flaws at all." Xu Jun lay on the map table, holding a huge magnifying glass and carefully looking at a bigger aerial photo. Behind him was a general and marshal with a red ground gold crest.

"In two days, we shot down more than 300 British bombers one after another. Last night, just over 70 bombers of various types were shot down in Calais. The results were brilliant, my head." Kai Sellin proudly reported.

"The British did not see reason at all. They continued to send their bomber fleets across the straits and launched a series of forcible assaults. Most of the fleets did not even have **** fighters. I can’t imagine why the British should do this. Their precious bomber pilots died in vain." Yodel raised his doubts.

"Actually, part of their plan has been successful. They have successfully tied our fighter forces and the bombing of the British inland has stalled. They have gained two days of valuable breathing time." Xu Jun put down the magnifying glass, his hands Arms held, fingers tapping the elbow tip rhythmically.

"For British people now, two days are precious. They can regroup their air force and mobilize their army and navy without interference. They can safely transfer their factories and institutions. You can rearrange the defensive positions and supplement the supplies, and you can do a lot of things in two days." After that, Xu Jun took pictures with his palm.

"Moreover, their bombers and their successors paid such a heavy price, causing a heavy blow to our army’s landing fleet, and successfully delayed the landing time of our army. As long as this month is passed, the weather will no longer be on our side. We can only abandon our plan to land in the UK this year. If we want to land, we can only wait until next spring, which is enough time for the British to build a complete defense system.

We have to formulate plans again, mobilize troops, and prepare for support. If the international situation changes, we may forever give up the landing plan. These bomber pilots gave their lives and saved the British Empire and Churchill. What would the fat man say, yes, in the history of human warfare, there have never been so few people who have made such a huge contribution to so many people. Well, he must say so. "Xu Jun extended **** and shook, Disenhofen quickly passed a cigar from the side.

"They will surely believe that we have suffered heavy losses, and now Churchill might be looking at the smoke column rising from the port of Calais with a telescope on the tower of Dover Castle." Kettle wiped the short beard on his lips with a smile.

"Notice that the port of Calais is just enough. It's almost enough. Where there is a fire last night until noon today, the British will suspect that our fire brigade is a rice bucket." Xu Jun spit out smoke and then pointed to the photo and said .

"If I don't know the truth, I will be very angry when I see this aerial photograph. This looks really terrible."

"The night bombing of the British was terrible. According to the captured pilot's statement, because their radar station was destroyed, they could only rely on compass navigation. Our night light control was very effective, and they could only descend to very low airspace, Trying to find the location of the harbour by sight. As a result, our radar station accurately calibrated the location. The anti-aircraft artillery unit with mobile fire control radar and the night fighter unit cooperated. Many aircraft groups were actually annihilated without even reaching the French coast. Over the strait." Kesseling said with a smile.

"General Wehrler immediately ordered the army to release smoke in the port area after receiving the report, and then detonated some explosives and artillery shells, igniting the waste vessels moored by the port breakwater, causing the illusion of being bombed. The result also attracted a team British bombers. These planes drilled into our anti-aircraft fire nets and were eventually shot down. The smoke and fire on the sea caused them to misjudge their positions. As a result, they dropped all the bombs in the water outside the port of Calais.

General Weiller also ordered the landing craft unit to transfer all the ships to the surrounding beaches, covering them with camouflage nets to hide them, and then sinking a French cargo ship and several landing crafts in the port, releasing several tons of fuel oil and motor oil on the sea. Some oil drums and firewood piles were also ordered in the port area, and the result is what you see in the photo. "Marshal Brauchic carried the marshal's staff and said with a photo.

"The response was very quick and beautiful, Weierle." Xu Jun nodded to Weierle approvingly.

"Everything is a detailed plan of the headquarters and you. I am only an executor, my head of state." Weierle bowed humbly.

"Don't be humble, Weirler, the measures you implemented far exceeded the original idea of ​​the headquarters, and now it seems that the effect is very good. I believe it will make Churchill happy for a few days." Brauchic nodded.

"He will be happy to be crazy, this fat man can sleep well tonight." Xu Jun smiled and dusted the ashes in the ashtray.

"The situation in Gravolina Port is similar. The British bombers did not get close to the port area. The naval warships and the outer port anti-aircraft guns directly defeated them. The Air Force's fighter forces also achieved great results. Reichenau A fraudulent operation was also carried out, and the pillar of smoke rising there looked like half of the city was lit." Weyler reported.

"He wouldn't really light up half the city. It's hard to say a word with his character." Kesseling grinned sullenly.

"The Air Force must guard against death, and can no longer allow enemy reconnaissance planes to reach these landing ports for reconnaissance. We have given them the information they want and can't mess it up again," Xu Jun said with a cigar shake.

"Please rest assured, my head, the air force will guarantee 24 hours of air patrol, there will be no fish in the net."

"Very good. Now let's take a look at this photo again. Was this taken this morning?" Xu Jun dragged another photo.

"Yes, my head, this is the latest picture. We can see that this is two kilometers east of the Calais fortress and 400 meters from the coast. These are two heavy coastal artillery forts, you can see clearly By this time, this 40-meter-wide concrete bunker was the 300-mm coast gun that had been entangled with the heavy artillery on our Calais position for three months. The other 300-mm gun had a turret that was 350 meters away. Parallel to the coast.

These two guns are a deadly threat to our landing fleet. We have previously formulated several plans, but the latest information obtained from the show shows that these two gun emplacements are not as strong as we expected, and we got them. Their shooting angle and shooting range parameters, I have ordered the war department to re-evaluate them. Keitel pointed to the fort in the photo with a baton.

At this moment, the door of the conference room opened, and Kirsten was led in by an adjutant.

"My head!" Kirsten stood saluting.

"Lieutenant Colonel, suddenly ran over, is there any new information?" Xu Jun asked after smiling.

"Yes, my head of state, the information I just got this morning, last night the British Navy attacked the French fleets in the ports of Mirskbir and Oran. The British bomber fleet bombed the port of Saint-Nazaire and Toulon, while They launched a raid on French ships anchored in the ports of Portsmouth and Plymouth. There was a crossfire between the two sides. The French navy officers and soldiers suffered heavy casualties. One of the heavy artillery submarines broke out of the harbour, and the rest of the ships sank on the spot. According to intelligence, many French naval officers are gathering in the Admiralty to demand an immediate declaration of war against Britain."

"They still did this!" Xu Jun frowned, biting the cigar hard.

Then he turned back to Weierle and said, "Churchill is crazy. Notify Rydell immediately, call the Naval Command staff to the headquarters, and the British will transfer the Mediterranean fleet back." (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and faster!