"Second Lieutenant, please explain to me what the hell is going on!"

Dougan crossed his waist and looked depressedly at the group of French officers and soldiers who were honestly squatting in front of the position with their heads in their hands, this SS district captain was now in a mess, and he couldn't understand why things had turned out like this.

"Sir, this ...... Actually, I still haven't figured out what happened. Dougan's scout captain replied from the sidelines.

"It all happened so fast, it was over before I even knew it.

I was about to lead the scouts to launch a harassing attack on them before retreating, but as soon as the French saw us, they waved white flags and demanded surrender. It looks like these Frenchmen may have been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and they cooperated very well from start to finish, not even giving us a chance to shoot.

I still can't believe it's true. The young scout leader replied, scratching his head.

"Then do you know why they surrendered?"

"Report sir, I don't know, I didn't ask."

"What!"

Dougan turned around quickly, and he said loudly with an incredulous expression: "You mean that you accepted the other party's surrender in a daze before you understood the reason, and brought these French back in a daze!" ”

"It seems so, sir...... But they did surrender, sir. The scout captain did not understand why the colonel was so surprised, and he replied in a whisper with an innocent face.

Listening to the second lieutenant's answer, Daogen couldn't help but sigh secretly: "God, I have finally found a subordinate who is even more stupid than Randolph. ”

"By the way, why didn't you immediately report such a big matter to the command and accept the surrender of the enemy without authorization, do you know what a serious mistake this is? Also, you led a group of French soldiers to appear in front of the position without informing the command, I really don't understand what you think, are you trying to commit suicide?

If it weren't for the sight of the white flag on your car, I would have almost ordered the soldiers to open fire, and you'd have been blown up into the sky by your own by now. What do you want me to write on your death notice, do you want me to tell your family that you were shot dead by your own people for an incredibly stupid reason?

I hope you will be able to give me a reasonable explanation right now, knowing that an officer who makes any of the previous mistakes is enough to send himself to military prison. Dougan said angrily.

"Long ...... Sir, listen to my explanation, sir. ”

The scout captain's cold sweat came down at that time, and he hurriedly replied loudly: "It's not that I don't want to report to the command, it's all because the damn long-range radio in my car broke down at a critical moment, and the long-range radio on the other car broke down last night, I really can't get in touch with you."

And I can't stay where I am with a battalion of French prisoners waiting for the radio station to be repaired, for I am afraid that after a long time the French will change their minds. You must know that there are more than 500 people here, and I only have two 223 armored reconnaissance vehicles, two two-wheeled motorcycles, and one three-wheeled motorcycle, all of which add up to ten people, if they suddenly change their minds and attack us, we may not even have a chance to resist, and it will be difficult to say who will be captured by whom.

There was no way for us to come from the front of the position, this was the shortest way back for us, and we really didn't dare to take these five hundred dangerous prisoners around most of the position, I knew it would be risky, so I planted a white flag on the roof of the car, and I don't think our lookouts could not see this.

So there's a reason for all this, sir, and please understand why I'm doing this, sir. The lieutenant stammered as he wiped his sweat.

"Is that so......"

Dougan squinted at the ensign.

"Forget it, for the sake of your great contribution this time, forget it this time. Go back and write me a detailed report, and then go to the gendarmerie and stay in confinement for three days, and don't make such a mistake next time. Also, I'll report to the headquarters and ask for credit for you. ”

"Thank you very much, sir, for the sake of Germany, sir." The second lieutenant finally let out a sigh of relief.

"By the way, there's one more thing, sir, their commander has asked to talk to you." The Scout Captain then reported.

"I'm so mad at you, if you don't say I'll really forget. Lieutenant, bring him up, thank God, there is finally someone to ask. ”

Dougan straightened his military cap, pulled the hem of his uniform, and then held his signature poker face on his chest as he waited for the surrendered French commander to arrive.

After a while, the scout captain led a law officer to Dogen's face.

"Report to the commander, the prisoner brought, who claimed to be the commander of the 573rd Infantry Battalion of the 42nd Infantry Division of the French Army, David. Edmund Monk. Major Hardwin. ”

Then he said to the French major, "This is the commander you asked to see, Colonel Dogen." ”

The French officer obviously didn't expect the German commander to be an SS officer, he looked at Dogen's straight black uniform and was stunned for a moment, and then saluted Dogen with a stiff expression.

"French Army Major David. Edmund Monk. Haldwin, Dear Sir Colonel, I now lead my troops to formally surrender to you, and I hope you will give us prisoners of war the treatment they deserve. ”

"Oh, Major Haldwin."

Dogen didn't return the salute immediately, but tilted his head and looked the law officer up and down with interest.

To be honest, Dogen had seen many captured law officers before, but he was the first one to surrender on his own initiative.

The magistrate looked to be about forty-five or sixteen years old, with a big round face and a beautiful mustache under the equally round nose, which looked a little dignified.

Dogen didn't care much about this, and the forty or fifty-year-old majors among the judicial officers grabbed a lot of them. Basically, they are all antiques left over from the last war, and their heads are still rigidly at the level of the last war. One of these magistrates is bigger than the other, and a small captain can look like a marshal. These proud Gallic roosters stood tall even in the captive camp, as if they were all Napoleon's reincarnation.

Now the French major in front of Dougan was wearing a barrel-shaped officer's hat in the style of the French ** team, and a dusty standard officer's coat on his body, without any rank insignia on it. He wore a full French armed belt over his coat, but the document case and pistol had been confiscated, leaving only a pistol holster with a large mouth open and a water bottle with a canvas case still hanging crookedly from his waist.

Dougan turned his gaze to the officer's feet, this major had a good pair of boots, although they were covered with mud and dust, but according to Dogen's experience accumulated by insisting on polishing his boots for decades, according to the current market in Germany, there are no 4,000 marks, don't want to buy such a pair of first-class workmanship and leather.

Dogan's heart moved, and he looked back at the so-called major again. Finally, the attentive SS colonel raised his eyebrows slightly, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, it seemed that he had caught a big fish this time.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency General."

Dogen smiled as he raised his hand and gave a military salute.

"What ......"

The magistrate trembled slightly, but he immediately concealed his gaffe and said to Dogen with a puzzled expression: "Mr. Colonel, what did you say earlier, I am a major, not a general. Hehe, it seems that you must be mistaken, do you think I look like a French general? And how can a French general surrender to you so easily, you must be mistaken, I am a major, the commander of this battalion, hehe......"

Although the officer covered it up well, his momentary gaffe still fell into Dogan's eyes, and from the slight tremor he had at the beginning, Dogen was sure that his guess was right.

Now although the French fat man has a flattering smile on his face, it seems that he really can't combine with a general, but Dougan sees in those flickering little eyes what others can't see, that is, fear, doubt, and a hint of expectation, a hint of luck, and even a hint of cunning. Dougan couldn't believe that he could read so much from a person's eyes, which made him even more determined to think that a guy with such eyes would definitely not be a simple character.

"Your Excellency, I advise you not to act with me."

Dogen nodded gracefully to the other party, then smiled and said, "Your military uniform has betrayed you." Although you tore off the embroidery on the military hat, I could still find subtle marks on it, and this kind of delicate stitching is definitely not the kind of mass-produced ordinary military hat can have.

And although your coat is made by the French army, this kind of craftsmanship is definitely not something that can be made in a military factory, and it is definitely hand-sewn by a special person. Although you removed the rank marker on it, the traces are still there, and generally only French officers above the rank of general wear the emblem in these positions, where there used to be a national knight of the order.

And your armed belts and your boots are also custom-made, and lambskin is a very expensive thing. Of course, this is only my speculation, and you may say that this does not prove anything, that you are just an ordinary officer with a lot of money. But since you have surrendered to us, I hope you will be honest with us, otherwise ......"

Dogen sneered at the officer, then took off his military cap and gently wiped his shiny SS cockade with his fingers.

The Officer's gaze followed Dogen's fingers back and forth over the terrifying skull sign, and a look of fear began to appear in his eyes, but he immediately calmed down again.

"You can't do anything with me, I'm a prisoner of war, and you have to abide by the Geneva Conventions. I have my power......"

"Very well, Your Excellency, as long as you tell us the truth, I vouch for my character, and you will get all the treatment you deserve." Dogen said with a smile.

"Yes, that's great, but do you SS officers have any personality to speak of?" The magistrate replied coldly in an obviously sneering tone.

The Frenchman's vicious words angered all the SS officers present in an instant, and if it weren't for Colonel Dogen's lack of reaction, most of them would have rushed up to show the fat Frenchman what the SS iron fist was, while others began to slowly put their hands on their holsters at their waists.

But the legal ** official didn't care about the anger of the German ** official, he shook his head slightly, shrugged his shoulders and continued in a helpless tone: "Since this is the case, I will no longer hide anything. Looks like I'm such a crippled actor. ”

He straightened his hat again, tightened the button of his coat, and his eyes began to flash with pride, he raised his head and said loudly to Dogen: "Then introduce myself again, I am the commander of the 42nd Infantry Division of the French Army, Jean." Louis. Major General Deva Air. Colonel Dogen, now that you are satisfied, you can immediately go and ask your master for the fact that you have captured a French general. ”

Then he glanced contemptuously at the German ** officers around him, and then said: "I hope that you can fulfill your promise and give me and my subordinates the treatment they deserve, and there are some wounded among my people who need immediate treatment, and I hope you can arrange for their treatment." Don't forget, you vouched for your personality. ”

"Of course."

Dougan nodded solemnly, he turned to his men and ordered, "Put these French soldiers in the care of the gendarmes and give them food and water." The wounded were sent to a field hospital for treatment. What are you doing? Execute my orders! ”

"Yes, sir." The subordinates reacted and hurriedly ran towards the position.

Dougan turned to Major General Deva El and said, "And you, my esteemed general, please come with me." ”

"Wait a minute, could you please tell me where you want to take me?" Dvaral asked aloud.

"Don't worry, my esteemed general. I'm going to take you to the Supreme Commander now, and I think he's going to have a lot of questions for you. Dougan replied with a smile.

"Supreme Commander, you ...... You can't be talking about that man, God's apostle......" said Deva El in astonishment.

"You are right, I will take you to him now, to our great German Führer, the apostle of God."

"Dogen, this is the Jean you mentioned earlier. Louis. Major General Deva El bar. ”

Xu Jun sat behind the desk and asked Daogen lightly, and he looked at the gray-faced legal officer in front of him with curious eyes. Like Dogen, it was the first time he had met a legal officer who had voluntarily surrendered.

In the past, most of the French officers and prisoners were beaten by the German ** team until they ran out of ammunition and food, and were persuaded to surrender. Or they were caught in battle, but because those magistrates generally ran very fast, and those who ran slowly were often killed, they rarely caught alive in battle. Like this, the one who surrendered directly before he made a move was the first.

"Yes, my Führer, this is the commander of the 42nd Infantry Division of the French Army, Jean, who surrendered like us. Louis. Major General Deva Air. Dougan replied respectfully.

"Oh, please be seated, Your Excellency." Xu Jun said with a smile to Deva El.

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Führer." Showing his good cultivation, Devarel bowed slightly to Xu Jun, and then sat down in the chair in front of his desk.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, General Devael, and I think you'll soon understand that surrendering to our army was the right thing to do. I assure you that you and your soldiers will be treated with the utmost justice. Xu Jun said lightly.

"I also hope from the bottom of my heart that my choice is as you say, Your Excellency. But surrender is never an honorable thing, I have no pleasure in the decisions I make, and this shame will stay with me for the rest of my life, and even if I die, this shame will be left to my children and grandchildren along with my legacy. I have only one request, asking you to be lenient with your captured French soldiers, who are very brave, who are fighting only to survive, who are the victims of the damned politicians who have gone to war to defend their interests. Dvarel said, bowing his head.

"I can promise you, General Dwarel, that I will be lenient with every French who is captured by the German ** team, and in fact I am doing the same. Your men will tell you that they will be treated better in the German prisoner of war camps than in the regular French army, and that they will be treated far better than the arrogant and stupid Englishmen. How about a cup of coffee, General, it looks like you're tired. ”

Xu Jun turned his head to the orderly standing aside and said, "Colonel Dogen, General Deva El and I will make a pot of coffee." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency." The orderly nodded and walked out.

"General, can I ask you some questions now?" Xu Jun turned his face and said with a smile.

"Yes, Your Excellency, I am only your captive, and you have done so much for me, and I am willing to answer your questions." Deva El replied respectfully.

"Well, what I'm puzzled about is, aren't you the commander of the 42nd Infantry Division? Then why is there only one infantry battalion of soldiers who surrender with you? ”

Xu Jun asked lightly: "Where are your other troops, I think you should have other troops, such as artillery and the like." I'm not trying to spy on your military intelligence, I'm just a little curious, and of course you don't have to answer that question from your standpoint. ”

"No, I can answer that question, it's not a secret anyway. My other troops, hehe......" Dvarel smiled wryly, then shook his head and sighed.

"They're all here."

"All here? I don't understand, Your Excellency. ”

Hearing Deva El say this, Xu Jun already had the answer in his heart, but he still wanted to confirm it.

"All of them are here means that all the officers and men of the 42nd Infantry Division of the French Army are already in your prisoner of war camp, and these five hundred and thirty-seven soldiers are the last remaining soldiers of the entire division. Honorable Führer, theoretically speaking, you have eliminated the 42nd Infantry Division of the French Army from the ranks of the French Army. At this point, you can be proud of your Air Force, which is indeed a highly skilled fighter.

I can't blame them for anything, after all, they are doing their job, and the only thing I want to blame now is the politicians who approved this stupid plan, and I hate the guy who made this stupid plan even more. If he appeared in front of me now, I would not hesitate to step forward and strangle him, and in order to realize his damn plan, my soldiers died in vain, and a whole division, including those logistics troops, more than 12,000 people fell in vain on the march. What an irony it is that these soldiers are paying for their lives to satisfy the ambitions of one man. ”

At this, Devael couldn't help but burst into tears. He gritted his teeth and wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and then said to Xu Jun with a wry smile: "Okay, Your Excellency the Honorable Führer, are you still satisfied with my answer?" If you have no other questions, please send me to my men, I want to stay with them. ”

"Don't be in such a hurry, Your Excellency. I still have a lot of questions for you. But before that. I'd like to invite you to have lunch with me, and we can talk slowly at the table, and you can rest assured that your soldiers will be in good hands. ”

"Then I will have no choice but to obey, Your Excellency." Dvaral nodded in reply.

"By the way, I want to ask, who exactly came up with this stupid plan?" Xu Jun picked up the coffee offered by the orderly.

"It's a hot-headed fellow, the deputy minister of the French War Department, Charles, de Gaulle." Deva El gritted his teeth as he took the coffee from the orderly.

"Poof" Hearing Deva El say the name, Xu Jun's mouth full of coffee squirted out at that time. ”

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