The headquarters of the armored forces is located on the outskirts of the city of Frankfurt, not particularly far from the four tank training bases. Manstein is the supreme commander here, and in addition to the planning and distribution of military equipment as needed, he is also responsible for the day-to-day military management of the troops.

Today is a special day, it is rare for the tank training base to have such a lively day, however, the people who come here are much more than Manstein in terms of rank and position.

The headquarters complex is not made of concrete and steel, and at the beginning of its construction, Manstein made rare use of local timber and was made of wood except for the foundations of the houses. Because the German economy after World War I was relatively fragile, Manstein invested his limited funds in weapons research and development because of the cost savings. Fortunately, there are dense forests around the camp, and local materials can be used, and there is no environmental protection in the world, so it is very normal for locals to cut down trees to make money.

The headquarters of the armored training base has three two-story wooden buildings, and Lieutenant General Manstein only has an office of no more than 20 square meters, which has only a desk and three wooden chairs, in addition to a cabinet full of professional books and shelves full of tank models, which looks particularly shabby.

The wooden walls are very thick, except for the windows that ventilate from the north to the south, and the local craftsmen have made the walls perfectly seamless, impermeable, because the tung oil has soaked the wood, and the color and texture of the wood still look fresh.

Mansch Tank liked this kind of building, and the key was that he could easily hammer long iron nails into the wall so that he could hang the tank drawings and the utensils he usually used.

The three office buildings are located at the foot of the mountain, facing south, and you can watch the soldiers of the training camp drive tanks back and forth from the wooden building.

A year ago, Eric and Dinah had been here, and the southwest corner was the same mountain that the couple had conquered, and now it was lush and verdant.

Walking here, Eric subconsciously looked at the majestic mountain, with some sourness in his heart and a trace of comfort.

Now what his son has grown up to become, he has no way of knowing whether the Kingdom of Denmark is politically stable or not, and he can only know it through the words of the CIA.

After the troop parade and the tank free confrontation, Eric and the military and political officials were scheduled to visit the tank battalion soldiers' quarters and the headquarters office area.

More than 100 people came from the training ground to the camp surrounded by green mountains and green waters, feeling that it was two layers of sky, with yellow sand rolling and gunsmoke on one side, and beautiful scenery and fresh air on the other. Shuttling through a wooden building in the middle, the sound of ticking footsteps accompanied by a slight creaking sound, Eric's guards muttered nervously, worried that the wooden attic would not be trampled down by so many people.

Eric was very familiar with the environment, so he walked in the middle of the wooden building with poise and poise, and took the lead, while the other officials shrank back and tried to move forward.

Ananta left Eric at some point and walked in the middle of the group. The guards were always on the periphery, not only protecting the federal president, but also responsible for the security of all officials, but Eric found that the FBI's arrangements were more or less favoritistic, perhaps they thought that the president had an unusual relationship with Anata, not only carefully guarding the president, but also protecting Ananta in the middle.

Eric thinks their ideas are a bit ridiculous, but he can't explain them, otherwise he will be in the right seat, or he will not admit himself.

However, considering Anata's relationship with his wife, Dinah, Eric doesn't feel the need to dwell on these issues.

Life inevitably encounters a lot of misunderstandings, outsiders often say that the wind is the rain, but Eric has his own laws, he doesn't want to mess with his wife, although Dinah usually sees Ananta taking care of Eric carefully, more or less secretly jealous in her heart, but she knows that this is the job that the president's secretary should do well, so she just turns a blind eye.

In Eric's mind, the family is like a society, and we must trust each other and live in harmony.

Madina also came to Frankfurt as an FBI staff, and in front of the public, especially in the presence of many government officials led by Eric, her demeanor today was particularly elegant, and the security work was very good.

Manstein invited Eric to a cool makeshift break room while the other officials entered the large conference room. Because Ananta is the president's secretary, she is also with Eric.

The small lounge was airy and sunny, and Eric looked up and saw that the short sword he had given to Manstein was hanging in this lounge, and on a whim, he took it down and played with it seriously. Ananta hurriedly served a cup of hot tea and handed a towel to Eric's hand.

More than 100 officials gathered together, and as soon as you said a word, the large conference room suddenly burst into chaos, just like the usual ten minutes before the cabinet meeting. Dinah's sister Madina was not at all a princess, but a little shy, and took advantage of this gap to quietly walk up to a major general.

"Hello, Dear Major General." Madina's expression stiffened, and her face was red to the base of her neck.

The major general didn't seem to turn his head away because there were too many major generals in this room.

Madina was a little embarrassed, bit her lower lip with her upper teeth, and plucked up the courage to raise her voice: "Hello, General Rommel." ”

When General Rommel heard someone greeting him, he turned around to find a beautiful girl in a lake-blue tuner costume standing beside him, staring at him with big blue eyes.

"Hello! Are you looking for me? Rommel noticed that the girl was strange, but also a little familiar, so he added and asked, "I'm sorry Miss, have we met somewhere?" ”

Martina nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, Your Excellency General, you and my brother-in-law were at the Richthofen Hotel before Christmas last year...... No! You and the president ...... first" Madina found that she had no language skills at all, shook her head and continued: "You and Mr. President go there for dinner......"

The conference room was too noisy, and Madina was a little anxious, so she couldn't say what she had thought clearly, so she had to gesture with her hand and say, "We met in the banquet hall that day. ”

In fact, Rommel had already remembered when Madina mentioned the hotel, but did not immediately interrupt Madina's words.

"It's just that the way we met that day wasn't too satisfying...... Madina said embarrassedly.

"Oh, you're honorable Miss Madina, and you don't say I'll forget about it." Rommel really didn't take that day seriously.

"Is that Your Excellency, General? That would be great, thank you for your generosity. Madina was so happy that a stone in her heart had finally landed.

"Actually, you don't need to blame yourself at all, because you are not at fault, yes, noble Miss Madina, do you have something to do with me?" Rommel had even more respect for the royal noble, which came from his reverence for Eric and recognition of Madina's humility and politeness.

"It's not a big deal, but I want to use this time to discuss an issue with you, and I hope I don't make you feel presumptuous." Madina hesitated.

"You can say it, it's not presumptuous at all, and I feel very honored." Rommel smiled.

"Very good, Your Excellency, your brother, Mr. Guehard, seems to have great admiration for you, and he always wants to do what you do......" Madina didn't know what to say.

General Rommel listened patiently as he gave up a seat for Madina, but the opening words of the beautiful girl's exchange confused him greatly.

"Actually, I should say that he is very afraid of you, do you understand when I say this?" Madina shook her head, pleased with her choice of words.