Chapter 211: Awards

"Yes, Project Sea Lion." Leon proudly said that this "Sea Lion Plan" was developed by him for half a year with a group of talented officers in the German High Command, including Manstein, who was transferred back from the Western Front.

This was the more important task that Leon had told Moder last time that he would give Manstein.

"This plan details how we can cross the English Channel and attack the British mainland." Leon said.

"But, how are we going to cross the strait?" Thinking about the English Channel, known as Britain's natural barrier, Raeder felt that this plan was completely impossible.

"Isn't it written in the plan?" Leon asked curiously, "Of course we went by boat, did we swim over?" ”

"No, Führer." Raeder's face was embarrassed, "I mean, the British Navy is so strong, how can we cross the Channel under their blockade?" ”

"Well." Leon patted Raeder on the shoulder as he spoke, "It's up to you High Seas Fleet, do you remember the plan I told you about last time?" ”

"That, the sneak attack plan?"

"Yes." Leon nodded in satisfaction and said, "It seems that you haven't forgotten it." ”

"I dare not forget the plan that the Führer said." Raeder said in trepidation.

"Good." Leon smiled and nodded, and then walked back the way he came, and said, "Since you haven't forgotten, let's take advantage of the fact that the British's new ship has not been launched, and find an opportunity to carry it out." Raeder, I know that this plan, if successful, will give you the infamy of being a sneak attacker, but its success will give us a chance to finish off the old British adversary once and for all! Compared to some false names, I think you understand which is more important. ”

"Yes, Führer." Raeder replied sullenly.

To be honest, he was very reluctant to carry out this plan, because as a traditional Prussian soldier, honor was equal to his life, and it was better for him to be called a "sneak attacker" than to let him die.

But he was a Prussian soldier who had experienced World War I, and he had seen the tragedy of Operation Rainbow and how his homeland had been humiliated by the victorious powers, so he chose to accept it, despite his inner resistance to it.

"Relax, my general." Leon saw Raeder's helplessness, so he patted him on the shoulder and comforted, "History is always written by the victors, and as long as we win this war, then this raid plan will be a textbook blitzkrieg at sea, and you will also be recorded in history." In addition to this, I have prepared a sea blue cane for you, which is made of pure gold and inlaid with many beautiful gemstones, which is very beautiful, and as long as you win this battle, it will be yours. ”

"Walking sticks?" Raeder was stunned for a moment, "Marshal cane?" ”

"Yes, the marshal's cane!" Leon said with a smile, "When you can't beat the British fleet out of the sea, you will be the first marshal of the three armies of the empire!" ”

"Understood! My Führer! Hearing this, Raeder suddenly changed his previous gloom, mustered up twelve points of fighting spirit, and said, "I will destroy the British fleet for you and for the Empire, I promise!" ”

"Haha!" Leon laughed twice, then quickened his pace and walked back, "Let's hurry, before I can award you the Marshal's Scepter, I'll have to award some of the best boys!" ”

More than ten minutes after Lyon's return to the villa, the party reached its climax.

As soon as the host saw that the time for the award was approaching, he took the microphone and called out to the whole manor through the improvised radio: "Ladies and gentlemen, the ceremony of awarding the heroes of battle is about to begin, please return to the Führer's Villa and witness this great moment!" ”

After listening to the words of the host of the party, the people who had been scattered all over the manor to take the opportunity to expand their contacts immediately rushed back to the lawn in front of the Führer's villa and waited to watch the award ceremony.

The bell rang at 10 o'clock in the evening at the Führer's Manor, and as the bell rang, dozens of officers and men in brand-new military uniforms walked out of the shadows with their heads held high and ascended to the carefully erected medal platform one after another.

After the officers and soldiers were in place, Leon appeared in front of everyone with two officers holding trays, and the trays were full of various medals!

Seeing Leon walk to the throne, everyone raised their right hands in unison and shouted feverishly: "Long live the Führer!" ”

"Huh." Leon smiled, waved his hand to put it down, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, oh, there may be a few lovely little friends, good evening, everyone!" ”

"I think the reason why everyone is here today is to celebrate the victory of the new High Seas Fleet over the British Royal Navy, and to see the faces of the heroes of this battle."

"And standing behind me are the protagonists of this party, the heroes of the Navy you want to meet! Before we begin, let's give our heroes a round of applause! ”

"Bang bang bang!" With Leon's words, the audience burst into warm applause.

The applause lasted for more than a minute, and Leon pressed his palm to signal everyone to finish, and after it was completely quiet, he continued: "Next, we will carry out the most important project of this party, award medals to heroes, and hope that the soldiers who have won the medal will continue to kill the enemy bravely and continue to bring victory for the empire!" ”

With that, Leon turned around and walked to the left with the two officers carrying the trays, and from left to right took the medals for them personally, and shook hands with them.

There were a total of 48 soldiers standing here, half of whom were ordinary soldiers, who were awarded medals for their outstanding performance in their posts (e.g. sinking enemy ships with artillery, sinking enemy ships with airplanes, shooting down many planes with anti-aircraft guns, etc.).

Ansel was among them for being the first to spot the British aircraft carrier formation and guiding the planes to attack, causing two British aircraft carriers to sink and seriously injure one of them, and he was awarded an Iron Cross of the Second Degree.

"Hey, lad!" When Leon presented the medal to Ansel, he recognized the young soldier who had just been inspired by himself.

"Long live the Führer!" Ansel was thrilled that the Führer remembered him.

"Don't be nervous, boy, you're the master here." Leon took the medal belonging to Ansel from the tray, put it on him carefully, then looked at the military registration plate on Ansel's chest, and said, "Ansel, your name is Ansel, right?" ”

"Yes, Führer!" Ansel replied loudly.

"How's it going, Ansel, did you catch the girl?" Leon asked with a smile.