Iron Cross Fire

"Are you planning for us to abandon Paris and capture the major cities?"

Kuster nodded in disbelief, and the Xinglu team on the side also nodded in agreement.

"Oh, moving the Eastern Front's fighting style to the Western Front is a typical way to formalize the war. Your annihilation fighting style on the Eastern Front is not suitable here. The east is full of plains. After a breakthrough, you can quickly expand the results; but Don’t you look at the flat land in Western Europe? Even if you spend a lot of effort to break through a line of defense, there are still hundreds of trenches waiting for you that may appear at any time. "

Well, this is how the Emperor lost the battle.

Kuster nodded noncommittally, turned his head and looked at Xing and Lu, thinking frequently about the causes and consequences of the "Emperor's Battle".

The others couldn't figure out what he meant by neither denying nor admitting, so they could only frown and stare at him.

Kuster slowly took a step forward, and then the eyes that were already focused on him became more intense. He suddenly turned around again, blew out a puff of smoke, and said calmly:

"Then I have a suggestion."

"What should I say?" Kaiser Wilhelm jumped up excitedly when he heard his suggestion, walked up to him and asked excitedly.

"Since the only way to attack France is Paris, I think it would be better to let the navy break through the blockades and reach Japan in East Asia; or let the troops stationed on the eastern front pass through Siberia to protect our rights in Dongshan Kingdom. Such losses are obviously more serious. Low."

Hearing what he said, Falkenhayn's face instantly became gloomy, and his eyes were as terrifying as an eagle's. He stood there motionless, waiting for his next words.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little tense, the Kaiser jumped out to relieve the tension:

"Well... although Japan is our enemy, the top priority should be to control the situation in Europe first, and colonial interests can be left alone."

Obviously, the Kaiser prefers his own general to a general brought over from an allied country, and this can be reflected in his words.

Kuster was so angry that he didn't even glance at it. He walked quickly to the map, hit it with a big hand, and turned around and said:

"Well, since it's said to be a 'top priority', we have to do it faster. However, according to the current fighting method, our army will squat in the trenches until it can't be defeated for hundreds of fucking years."

It was a rare occasion for Kuster to use foul language. This is a record he has never had in his career. I am afraid that this meeting will become one of his indelible stains.

The others were also very surprised. Kuster is usually very docile. Although he has the old problem of intermittent hyperthyroidism, it does not prevent him from being amiable.

Just when everyone was thinking whether he was sick again, Kuster suddenly opened his eyes, making everyone here more convinced that he was indeed sick.

"By the way! Where are the weapons I invented years ago? They can completely crush any defense, but why can't I see them for so long?"

Facing Kuster who kept asking questions, Falkenhayn backed away repeatedly, fear in his majestic eyes that could not tolerate objection, and he said with some hesitation:

"It was still somewhat effective in the first few days, but now, in addition to the individual weapons that can still play a huge role, other support weapons are often used to blow up cesspits. This is not that we insult your scientific research results, it is mainly these things. ..You can’t say it’s useless, and you can’t say it’s useful. It’s hard to make a conclusion, you know.”

"Then can you please hurry up and see if it can be used?"

Kuster grabbed Falkenhayn by the collar and kept shaking him back and forth. The people around him still wanted to come to the rescue, but after seeing Kuster's sharp eyes, they all sat aside and watched the show with Xing and Lu. .

"It's hard to say." Falkenhayn, who was shaken, remained expressionless and said the most ridiculous thing in the most innocent tone:

"Mainly... the Gauls have gone through several high-intensity bombings and already know how to avoid things like rockets. Your rocket has a maximum range of several kilometers, but the effective distance is only a few hundred meters. If you want to fight back later, you have to look at Martin Luther’s will.”

After saying that, Falkenhayn gave him a thoughtful look, and then looked south towards the Apennines.

"Sorry, I believe in Jesus Christ and am loyal to the Holy See."

"Then it depends on the will of the Universal Patriarch."

Kuster knew that he couldn't continue chatting with this man. He was simply a tormentor, and he couldn't talk about anything useful for a long time.

But then, Falkenhayn actually took the initiative to tell the reason:

"Now the French usually build two lines of defense. The two lines of defense are almost two hundred meters apart, which is almost the range of your rocket. Every time we bomb, the French will run to the second line of defense. It is impossible for us to be effective. bombing."

"Then your infantrymen are for a living?"

"I don't know, but it's much better than yours. The French are very thieves. Every time our infantry wants to press forward, some of their machine gunners hide in several hidden bunkers between the two lines of defense and attack my enemy like crazy. The soldiers fired ammunition. After we retreated, they would run to the front of the position to lay mines so that the rocket launchers would not dare to set up forward.

It's not like we haven't thought about letting the infantry attack with the support of fire suppression, but your rocket launchers can always hit your own people, and the soldiers are never willing to charge with artillery shells staring at them from behind at any time. "

Kuster calmed down and fell down on the chair a little decadently. His tired eyes were full of silence, and he spoke unwillingly:

"France, is it really impossible to break into France?"

"Almost, unless you have tens of thousands of trucks to transport troops."

Kust closed his eyes, and at the moment when everyone thought he was going to fall asleep, he suddenly opened his eyes again, startling everyone.

"Dear German Emperor-Mr. William, may I observe your army's weapons and equipment?"

It is hard to imagine that such an earnest tone came from a reckless person like Kuster, but because of this, the effect is very good. However, with the relationship between the two, it should be successful even if it is not done.

William did not expect him to make such a request, and agreed for the sake of face.

The reactions of the others were much more complicated, but most of them were excited. After all, Kuster became famous for his excellent research and development capabilities, and this time he was obviously going for armaments.

No one can deny Kuster's foresight and contribution to military academics. It's a pity that technology developed very quickly in the war era, and the rocket launcher that was just developed the year before seemed outdated.

Of course, tanks are still advanced, and Germany has tried to imitate several tanks, but they are too heavy and have poor off-road capabilities. On the battlefields of Western Europe, it is good to be able to travel 10 kilometers per hour, which is not at the same level as the "Kust Tank" with a speed of more than 40 kilometers per hour.

And now that Kuster himself has been tied up, the Germans don't need to make tanks. Besides... he will soon do scientific research again.

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