The sun was setting, the sunset was gradually dimming, Fang Yan, who felt that his eyes were a little sour, got up and turned on the chandelier button, and after a while, the bright light filled every corner of the design room again.

The bald engineer's whole body shook slightly, and he seemed to come back to his senses from the sudden change in light. He raised his head from the drawing with a complicated expression, and the eyes that looked at Fang Yan no longer had the initial hostility and resentment.

After more than an hour of review and accounting, as the technical backbone of the Construction and Repair Bureau, he has fully understood the essence of this design, and the more he explores it, the more shocked he is by the other party's methods and skills. The size and internal layout of this plan are obviously different from traditional warships, but these elements are extremely tightly integrated, and the bald man has been unable to find even the slightest flaw or flaw in the foundation for a long time. In the end, on the contrary, he learned the solutions to several special problems, and he had a feeling of opening up after a long time.

What shocked the bald man's heart even more was Fang Yan's overall control over the design. On this drawing, the bald man does not see any demand for high-end equipment and parts, and the load-bearing structure of his hull is almost always based on simple and crude section steel butt, which is completely without the fine and complex structure of a regular first-line warship. At first glance, this seems to be the superficial level of an ordinary apprentice, but the bald man understands that only someone who knows the whole shipbuilding process well can make this perfect plan.

For such a large landing craft with a seawater ballast system, the weight of the structure of several tons is completely unnecessary. The real place that can reflect the design power is no longer the careful calculation of parameter performance and equipment and equipment, but how to use the most basic industrial raw materials and spend the least time to implement the construction. And on this drawing, all the elements that the balding man sees revolve around this clear goal.

"General Brom, how exactly do you have so many talents in your brain?" The bald man couldn't hold back the entanglement and confusion in his heart anymore, and asked out loud. Several engineers next to him were also concerned, and their eyes kept observing and sweeping over the young man in front of them. Fang Yanzhan smiled, but he brought this topic over in one sentence. He doesn't need to make a name for himself in front of these technicians, all he wants is to complete the final blueprint as soon as possible.

Under the leadership of Fang Yan, it took less than 2 days for the new strait-style infantry landing craft to complete the feasibility demonstration in all fields. The work was progressing so smoothly that several of the engineers had the illusion that they were not working on a completely new design at all, but were using a well-established model to do mechanical calculations. According to this progress, Fang Yan estimates that all the design proofreading work will be completed within 10 days. At that time, as long as the money is in place and the people are in place, the military factories can start to build at full speed.

In the process of drawing the blueprint, Fang Yan couldn't help but think of the actions that Uncle Cheap Walt was about to take. Whether the latter can continue to serve as the head of the Ministry of Economy will be crucial to the number of landing craft built - in order to expand production as much as possible, Fang Yan has split the landing craft into six relatively independent categories, and all its components, including hull steel, are manufactured by various specialized factories, and the shipyard is only responsible for the final assembly. This approach will undoubtedly require strong overall coordination so that many plants can do their jobs. If the central government does not give sufficient support, the plan to produce 1,000 ships within six months will remain on paper.

However, Fang Yan is still quite optimistic about the power prospects of W&T. After 10 years of ups and downs in the business world and 10 years of political tempering, the lower limit of W&Ert's discipline has long been completely lost, and now let alone exaggerate and praise Hilt Tholl with a clear conscience, even if he is asked to kneel down and kiss the latter's shoe tip, as long as he can keep power, he will not hesitate. As time passed, the tide detonated by the "Song of the Führer of Hipter" had gradually swelled to its peak, and Fang Yan judged that during the latter part of the month, Walter would definitely take action.

On July 19, a grand ceremony to celebrate the victory of the war on the Western Front was held as scheduled in the Dome Flower Hall of the Governor's Office. Although Fang Yan did not have a particularly outstanding performance in the Battle of France, he still successfully joined the crowd of people watching the ceremony by virtue of his immortal exploits in the past. Compared to the celebration of Hipter's 50th birthday a year ago, the attendees were clearly much higher. As far as the eye can see, there are either high-ranking generals or heads of government in the opulent and solemn flower hall, and no one else from the Nationalist Socialist Party is present except for a few core members of the Cabinet who are cabinet ministers.

Undoubtedly, the highlight of the celebration was who could go one step further in the position of army general, holding the scepter of the marshal, a symbol of the supremacy of the military, in the palm of his hand. It is true that Hiptel never said who would be promoted to marshal, but the whole Wehrmacht regarded it as a certainty: the six weeks of the sweep of France alone was enough to add more than one marshal's crown to the glorious annals of the Prussian officer corps. And this time, Cytro Le made another amazing move, he actually promoted 9 generals in one go.

Hearing the Führer's adjutant announcing the names of the new marshals one by one in an impassioned tone, Fang Yan's heart moved slightly, and he glanced at Raedel in the distance; As he expected, the latter's face had swelled to the color of pork liver. In addition to being secretly cool, Fang Yan also understood Raeder's mood a little, in all fairness, Cypetrol did go a little too far this time.

In the hierarchy of the Prussian army in Germany and hundreds of years before that, the marshal was always the highest honor that would not be lightly awarded. With the exception of members of the direct royal family of Hohenzollern, only a handful of people have been able to earn this title for their outstanding contributions. Not to mention, even in the First World War, Kaiser Wilhelm promoted only a handful of marshals: except for Hindenburg, Mackensen, Eichhorn, and Walshey, they were three princes of the South German Confederation. Among them, Walsh's marshal still belongs to the consolation prize, and he retired from old age immediately after being promoted.

In addition, as the de facto helmsman of the German Army in the middle and late stages of World War I, Ludendorff, who had made numerous achievements, did not become a field marshal until the end of the war. In the end, it was Cythet who remembered the old love he had with him in the beer hall riots, and in 1935 he sent a scepter to Ludendorff, who was over seventy years old. Although Ludendorff's career is related to his civilian background who is not a nobleman (the word "Feng" before his surname was added later to the nobles), this is enough to show the gold content of the title of marshal. It is precisely because of this that Raeder is extremely proud of his military rank, and even in the face of the commander-in-chief of the army, he has enough capital to raise his head proudly.

However, now, what kind of ghosts, snakes, and gods are these new marshals? Brauchitsch's promotion was not enough, but his promotion as commander-in-chief of the army and commander of Army Group Rundstedt was also well deserved. He is the oldest active general in the army, and his performance in the French campaign has also proved his strength, and there are many highlights in his interpretation of complex battles and the scheduling of large corps. These are the qualities that a battlefield commander should possess.

And after Rundstedt, the commander of Army Group B, Bock, and the commander of Army Group C, Loeb, were also selected. You must know that these two men were not the main attackers of the Western Front, and the latter even made a feint to contain the Maginot Line in the last week of the campaign. Hilt Tur also treated these two people equally, and the grace was not grand. And in addition to these 3 theater commanders who are in charge alone, there are as many as 4 commanders of the lower army groups who have been awarded the scepter: Witzleben, Kruger, Reichenau, and Lister, although their military ranks meet the minimum for promotion to marshal, but from the military positions they currently hold, they are obviously not worthy of this title!

The most disgusting thing for Raeder is that Keitel also got a marshal's scepter. Who is Keitel? On the surface, he is the "chief of the Supreme Command of the Wehrmacht" whose status is second only to the Führer, but in fact he is simply the mouthpiece of Hip Trolle. The extent to which he slapped his beard and turned his face on the face was that even the high-ranking army from whom he came could not stand it, let alone Reddell's attitude. In comparison, the promotions of the commander of the Army Air Corps, Speerer, are so pleasing to the eye. At least someone else is the founder of the land aviation, and this construction work alone is enough for him to have a position.

This time, Hilt Turle promoted so many marshals, and all the intentions contained in them still needed Fang Yan's time to carefully analyze, but the impact on Raeder's status was completely conceivable. It's no wonder that Raeder's face is like that: he worked hard to explode the dragon slayer on the boss, and as a result, the later people clicked and sent it, and their hearts were naturally extremely angry and hateful. From now on, won't the Navy be the retinue behind the Army?

Looking at Rydel's annoyed appearance, a flash of lightning flashed in Fang Yan's mind. His eyes gradually lit up, and the corners of his mouth could not help but hook up an excited smile. Fang Yan suddenly realized that this was an ideal opportunity for him to use the topic to cultivate power in the navy. Coupled with the needs of the current war situation, the certainty of achieving his final intention has been more than 7 percent.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan couldn't help but clench his fists, and his mind immediately began to think about being able to say Eddell's words. In the midst of his thoughts, Fang Yan didn't even notice when the promotion ceremony had ended. As the applause rang out again, Fang Yan, who had come back to his senses, suddenly found that his cheap uncle Walt had walked out of the queue of cabinet chiefs. But seeing that familiar stocky face was full of joy and confidence, there was no trace of gloomy loss at the end of his term.