"You vile bastards!"

Edmund Allenby, a captive English knight, was furious at Rommel, who seemed to be sitting across from him.

Indeed, he had to be angry, too. Three divisions of British and French infantry almost didn't fire a single shot, and they let people ambush them. Then, when the planes came to relieve the siege, the radar at the airport was attacked, and the entire tower was blown into two parts. Of course, his anger was precisely because the guy in front of him told him the bad news.

"Really? And what about you British, isn't it enough that you can carry out a military coup with some small leaders in Iran? On the contrary, we regular businessmen who take people's money and eliminate disasters are even more muddy, my dear Sir British, are you such a hypocrite?"

Rommel sipped his coffee and smiled to amuse the angry British Sir in front of him. His expression was not in a hurry at all, he was in a good mood!

Rommel was in a good mood because at dawn he had heard better news when he arrived at the ground-to-air base managed by Roussenik.

"During our assault on the airfield, we lost 5 razor fighters and 8 pilots were killed. In addition, 3 soldiers of the Devil's Journey were killed and 18 wounded. However, we got the main engine and auxiliary equipment of the other party's radar, but the antenna was ...... You know, those things are just too bulky!"

Soldier casualties are definitely not a good thing for the commander of the self-financed international mercenary organization "Thunder International", and the frightening insurance and medical expenses are a huge expense. However, a radar that is mainly well-equipped means to "Thunder International" that it can sell these equipment at a good price.

Of course, he didn't sell it to the Middle Eastern kings, but he believed that the guys in Area 51 would be very interested. Because the gains were much smaller than the losses, Rommel was in a much better mood. At least, his ears don't have to be tortured by that quartermaster, Yan Xishan.

In the face of Rommel's questioning, Sir Edmund Allenby was unable to answer.

"This ...... It's not the same thing, you are notorious international mercenaries, and we ...... British Empire"

Faced with the "John Bull" in front of him, who refused to admit his account, Rommel interrupted him in a mocking tone.

"British Empire, do you know, Mr. Sir Sir, in the eyes of the Chinese Federation you are nothing more than robbers in the cloak of civilization. Otherwise, your so-called civilized army will not return with a full load when it enters the imperial city of the Qing Empire. And this greed was won back by our German duke, Mr. Satan Eagle, with interest.

My sir sir please stop saying these things that can't even deceive children, let's talk about the future of Iran!"

Edmund Allenby had no way to refute Rommel's sarcasm and ridicule. Whether it was the looting of the city of Beijing, or the ransacking of the British Museum by Tang Yunyang in the pursuit of Chinese cultural relics, it is impossible to talk about this matter. But for Iran's future, he fought back against Rommel's taunts.

"Iran, General Rommel, I don't think that's something I should discuss with you, an international mercenary. I'm afraid that no one is qualified to discuss the future of Iran with the British Empire except your true chief!"

"Haha......"

Sir Edmund Allenby looked at Rommel in a daze, not quite understanding what he meant by such laughter. But such laughter has already infuriated the pragmatic Sir Edmund Allenby. Because what he just said is precisely the negotiations that will take place after the end of the war in Iran.

"You, what do you mean by that? General Rommel, although I have become your prisoner, I hope you will respect me! You know, although I am not a duke, I am a gentleman with status as Sir Tang in terms of title!"

Rommel stopped laughing just in time, and quickly apologized and explained his somewhat inappropriate laughter.

"No, no, Sir Allenby, I am also an earl of the Chinese Federation, and my laughter just now is not in the slightest disrespect to you. If you feel that I have offended you, then please accept my sincerest apologies!"

"Well, since it was a conversation between two glorious gentlemen, then I accept your apology. But I have to ask, what do you mean by the laughter you just had?"

Sir Edmund Allenby asked with a sullen face, though as far as the battle was concerned, he had done his duty and could throw up his hands in surrender. But as far as the dignity of the family is concerned, he is even willing to defend it with his life.

"Ah, yes, as you may know, I was entrusted by His Majesty Ahmad Shah, the former King of Iran, to help him restore his country. As for the Chinese Federation, I believe that everyone understands it, and there is no need to mention our relationship. But before the Iran war, the Chinese Federation had pledged in the League of Nations not to intervene in Iran's domestic political struggles. But for us at Thunder International, this problem does not exist. We're just here to make a living, so we can't fight here.

So, while we are warriors, we are also merchants. Now that we have accepted the commission of His Majesty Ahmad Shah, I ask you to believe that no matter what the price needs to be paid or what means are used, our goal is unique and inevitable!"

At this time, Sir Edmund Allenby understood, and the other party seemed to mean that the victory and defeat of this war had been decided, and there was no need to go on.

"No, Sir Rommel is not within our reach, and if there is no political solution to Iran's affairs, then please be assured that we, the British Empire and France, will unite and fulfill our promise to the current Shah of Iran!"

Rommel shrugged his shoulders and replied without a word.

"Well, whatever you want. I meant nothing more than to tell you that the longer the war went, the greater the losses of Britain and France would be here. I would also like to give you a word of advice, do not try to increase troops from your other colonies in the Middle East, lest that lead to unpredictable consequences. ”

Sir Edmund Allenby, as the head of the British side on the Middle East battlefield, certainly understood the political deal. If Britain had used the forces of other colonies, it was very likely that they would have been directly attacked by the Chinese Federation.

After all, the Federal Republic of China could have used such a reason to enter the war. That is, to enter the war by means of unfair commercial competition against a company of the Chinese Federation that is engaged in commercial activities.

"Any action that triggers an all-out war with the Chinese Federation is absolutely impermissible!"

This is the result of discussions between the French government and the British government, and it is also the bottom line of the war between the Chinese Federation and Iran. As long as this bottom line is not exceeded, then even if Thunder International is completely wiped out in Iran, the Chinese Federation will not stretch out a small finger.

After all, from the political rivalry of the League of Nations, the diplomatic principles of the Chinese Federation have been recognized as part of the principles of international law. For the time being, international law is not mandatory, but when a new world is born in the future, I am afraid that everything will change.

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"Sir Rommel, rest assured that we will follow these things!"

When Edmund Allenby made such a promise, Rommel uttered something that surprised him.

"Well, then Sir Allenby, I am very honoured to be your opponent. In this case, I will release you and return to Iran, and I think it is necessary to continue the war, and I personally don't think it is a good move to continue to detain the commanders of the other side!"

"What, Sir Rommel, you're going to let me go!"

Rommel smiled and sipped his coffee leisurely.

"Unless, of course, you're going to have lunch with me and then go back, but I'm afraid you're very busy with your business, so it would be my pleasure to have lunch with you!"

As soon as he heard that the other party was going to let him go back, Edmund Allenby couldn't sit still. In the camps of these notoriously brutal international mercenaries, it is not a wise move to stay for an extra minute.

"No, if I could, then I plan to go back to Tehran now, I'm afraid you know, there's still a lot of official business there!"

"As you wish, my sir!"

Rommel stood up and graciously extended his hand to Edmund Allenby. The latter left in a hurry, and when he went out, he was surprised to find it. In a British military jeep, his own driver was already sitting.

"These guys are some excellent soldiers who can't be underestimated!"

With such thoughts, the jeep quickly left the open space base.

Rommel looked at the jeep that was rolling away, turned around and asked.

"My Chief of Staff Guo, which of the 36 plans of the Chinese Federation is this!"

After so many years in the Chinese Federation, Rommel had long been accustomed to surprise. Especially those ancient military books, he has never been able to understand where these ancient military strategists of the Chinese Federation summed up the principles and guidelines of military operations.

"This, this is not in the 36 plan, it seems to be the bridge in the certificate of "Xue Gang Against Tang", but when they put the enemy coach back, they put rouge on the rouge and wore a women's skirt......!"

Rommel looked at Guo Songling puzzled, and then what he said was absolutely unexpected.

"My Chief of Staff Guo, why didn't you tell me this method earlier? You know, I'm already thinking that if the picture of the head of the venerable British Empire's Iran War dressed as a woman appeared in the newspapers, it would definitely be a sensation in the world!"

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