The town of Rovereto, twenty kilometers south of Tren, was the area of defense of the Italian army, and several ditches were built outside the city to make this relatively flat area an obstacle for the German armoured forces.

"How did you guys 2nd Company do it? I can't take a small city, so I'll let the guard company replace you!? Guderian snarled into the huge communication phone on the table.

"Whoa-generals--too-give-give-2 hours, you must ——。" There was an intermittent cacophony on the other end of the phone.

Although Guderian didn't listen to Quan, he was also accustomed to this kind of communication conversation with a poor signal, and after hanging up the phone, he had people connect with the commander of the 3rd Company, and let them slow down their offensive on Lake Galata.

"General, this form is not a second, the 3rd Company is too far forward, if the 2nd Company is stopped in Rovereto, the 3rd Company will become a lone army. Do you want to tell them to withdraw some? The staff officer next to him said to the real-time tactical map.

"Withdraw? How to withdraw? Are you really an idiot to be an Italian? The reason I just asked the 3 to slow down was because I didn't want to be seen by the Italian 91st Division of Malcesine, otherwise the 3rd Company would have to let the enemy's 91st Division take the back road before it could retreat. Guderian anxiously walked around the room and suddenly said coldly: "Damn, why didn't the president let me go to the battlefield to command!" I can't see anything behind this! You can only stare at a broken map! ”

Hanseatic Palace, Berlin –

"Ahh Eric rubbed his itchy nose and said, "If these twenty plans are implemented together, I'm afraid that the Rundstedt guy won't have enough money." ”

Brauchitsch handed Eric a tissue and said: "I am really nervous, so in terms of funding, I asked Hipper to move 600 million, so that the army can repay them 900 million after getting the military budget next time." ”

"Yo? I'm interested in this, and Hipperle agreed? Eric asked, his eyes wide.

"Almost, right?" Brauchitsch said with a frown.

"Why did you ask me, didn't you communicate with me?" Eric was a little speechless.

"I agreed. It's just..."

"But what? Don't spit out. Eric said impatiently.

"Hipper wants 20 billion, otherwise he won't give it." Brauchitsch continued: "I haven't had time to tell the Army guys..."

"Hey! If you really dare to speak, don't bother with that, I have a way to pay for the army, you start to implement this 'Army Individual Weapon Program [19200701]' plan first." Mauser's G19 plan was the first to consider, let them open thirty production lines. Eric said.

"Thirty? Too much, right? Brauchitsch listened nervously.

"What's more than thirty? The G19 is an improvement over the G16, but the cost is cheaper. I'm going to make this gun standard for soldiers, so that it can be cheaper. 105 marks can be pressed to 90 marks with the quantity, and if it is only 90 marks, it can be equipped with the whole army. Eric snapped out a few numbers.

"Rifle standard? Didn't you say..." Brauchitsch remembered that it was the man in front of him who said that the whole army should be equipped with automatic weapons, and in his opinion, the MP16 was undoubtedly an automatic weapon, and the upgraded version of the G16, the G19, could only be semi-automatic.

"What's wrong? The G19 is not an automatic weapon? Besides, what are you anxious about, isn't there an SG plan and a K plan? Eric only felt a little hot on his face and quickly explained.

"Don't forget that I paid for it! Get out of here! ”

Under Eric's "angry scolding", Brauchitsch escaped from the office with a bunch of plans.

Ananta then came in and said, "Marshal Thoth has dialed, which line to turn to?" ”

Eric was stunned for a moment, what could Toth do with him? There was a war going on at the front, and he, an air marshal, didn't listen to Hoffman's running to him? Then he made up his mind.

"Hang up, call again and say I'm angry, don't say anything else." Eric then asked, "How's the talk going on in Ratnow?" ”

"Britain bites Suez and does not let go, and Deputy Minister Rathenau is still discussing a solution with the British ambassador." Anata's skillful answer pleased Erik.

"Where's Max?"

"Like the United Kingdom, it is not letting up on the issue of Suez." Ananta said.

"Don't tell me it's the same with the news from Miller." Eric tilted his head at Anata, trying to hear some good news.

"I'm sorry, Mr. President, the same." Ananta said with a bitter face.

"What did the Prime Minister say?"

"In the next stage, a secret council is planned to be convened to discuss the issue of Suez." Ananta walked in and closed the door and whispered, "Mr. President, is this good?" The question of Suez does not invite Ottoman people, will it affect the alliance between us? ”

"How about a secret meeting? Rest assured, we will also take into account Ottoman's feelings, they can't manage those places anymore, and it is better to take them out in advance to make a deal than to lose them in the end, so that everyone can intervene together in the name of justice. Eric didn't hide it from Anata, and wanted to teach his chief of staff.

"Mr. President doesn't seem to be worried at all about our war with Italy?" Annata is really a little puzzled by this question, although Italy does not seem to be as strong as Germany, but the former is still a big country in Europe, and its own president seems to be too big to care about it.

"Isn't there Hoffman who is worried? I'm not going to march to war, and meddleing in it will only make things worse. "Eric is very honest.

"Mr. President, you are the best general in Germany." Ananta couldn't help but think of Eric's brilliant attack on the Eastern Front during World War I, forcing Tsarist Russia to disintegrate and surrender.

Looking at Anata's adoring look, Eric couldn't bear to break the other party's illusions, so he had to quickly get the topic back to business.

"Who's next?" Eric asked.

"It's Mr. Junkers, I'll call him." Ananta walked out of the office.

In less than a minute, Junkers walked in, led by Anata, this was the first time he had been to the Hanseatic Palace, and it was the first time he had entered the office of the supreme head of Germany.

"Come, may I sit down and have a drink?" Eric warmly stood up to greet the legend, although he had a few interactions, he was not here, nor was he who he is now.

"No, I drank a few cups of coffee while I was waiting, and I couldn't drink it." Junkers was a little embarrassed, really a little nervous, waiting outside with either generals or marshals, or ministers, all of whom were military and political bigwigs who couldn't climb high.

"It's okay, isn't it a little unaccustomed to being in a strange place, just wait a while, relax." Eric could see that Junkers was a little nervous, which was not conducive to the next thing to be discussed, and would affect the IQ...

Then Eric took the initiative to make a few jokes, which made Junkers relax a lot.

"I want to discuss something with my husband." Eric said.

"Mr. President, please." Junkers was very polite.

"I would like to ask my husband to build me an airplane large enough to cross the Atlantic, taking off from England to the east coast of the United States." Eric said solemnly: "The current situation of our navy, Mr. should also be clear, if those old warships are used to visit foreign countries, it will undoubtedly make people question the strength of our country, and if we want to earn enough face, airplanes are our best choice at present." ”

Junkers did not rush to answer, but habitually touched the offspring, and found that the pen on his body had been detained by the security guard, and immediately asked embarrassedly: "Can you lend me a pen?" ”

Eric turned to the desk and picked up the pen that had been used for a year.

Junkers took the pen and quickly scribbled down the data on paper.