"So, is Admiral Scheer willing to be the commander-in-chief of the Mediterranean Fleet?" Eric asked impatiently.

"If the country needs me as a sinner, I am still here, ready to give my life." Scheer answered Eric's question in a very formal voice, without any pretentiousness, and from the bottom of his heart in his allegiance to the country.

Eric raised his glass and touched it with Scheer, then drank it all in a puff, and the two people next to him were dumbfounded.

"Mr. President, why don't you go and rest?" Hipper knew that Eric didn't drink a lot, but this rum wasn't a red wine, it was really intoxicating.

"It's okay! Ha ha! Glad! "Eric is really happy that as long as Scherken is back on the mountain, a lot of naval talent will have a way home.

Scheer is also in a particularly good mood when he is infected by Eric, and it is better to be valued than abandoned.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Eric burp, the smell of wine came out of his throat, his eyes were white, and he didn't know what to say, so he fell asleep directly on the sofa.

Hipper, a spirit, quickly stood up, grabbed the phone, and dialed out, but was held down by Scher.

"Don't panic, just fall asleep." Scheer pointed to Eric, who was snoring.

"Then I have to report this matter too." Hipper simply can't afford that.

"Doesn't Mr. President have a henchman named Max? Call the office and call Max over. "Scheer did not enter the court, but he knew the recent contradictions between the Chancellery and the Presidential Palace, and could not give Stresemann a chance to grasp the pain.

"Transfer to Hanseasa Line 3." Hipper said into the phone.

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"I'm Max." The voice of the chief examiner came from the other end of the phone.

"I'm Hippel, can I trouble Mr. Chief Gu to come over?" Hipper didn't forget to take a look at Eric's condition after he finished speaking.

"Is there anything wrong?" Max was puzzled on the other end of the phone, and then thought that the president had gone over, and knew that something might be wrong, so he immediately changed his words: "Ah! Blame me for forgetting and agreeing to go over. I beg your pardon, Marshal. I'll come right over. ”

Within a quarter of an hour, Max and Annata appeared at the door of Hipper's office.

Max first scanned the environment, saw no one in sight, and looked at Hipper, who pointed to the couch, and then motioned to close.

After closing the door, the office was much quieter, and Ananta immediately heard Eric's snoring and immediately walked over quickly.

"Oh my God, drink so much?" Anata's "much" simply refers to Eric's lack of alcohol.

"Do you need medical personnel?" Max hurriedly asked, although they had a lot of local solutions to hangover, they didn't dare to use them on the president.

Anna shook her head, then asked Hipper for a towel to put on Eric.

"General Scheer." Max saw that Ananta was already taking care of Eric, who was also sleeping soundly, and immediately said hello.

"Hello, Chief Counsellor." Scheer still has a crush on Max, who is just as royalist as he is.

"Has Mr. President talked to you?" Max must make sure that Eric's mission is accomplished.

"Having talked about it, I myself would like to be the commander-in-chief of the Mediterranean Fleet." Scheer replied with a heartfelt voice.

Max nodded, this was discussed a long time ago, Germany has access to the sea in the Mediterranean, the Middle East also has oil producing areas that are related to the lifeblood of Germany's economy, and the navigation rights of the Suez Canal and so on need a fleet to escort to ensure that it is not violated.

It's just that to Max's surprise, there seems to be an important thing that Scheer didn't answer.

"Gone?" Max asked, confused.

"Anything else?" Scheer was also inexplicable.

Looking at Eric, who was still asleep, Max estimated that the latter fell asleep before he could say anything.

"Mr. President would like to ask General Schell to form a naval cadet school in Kiel." Max's tone is gentle, in line with his temperament, and he is suave.

"I haven't heard of this, is that what Mr. President meant?" Scheer was sure he hadn't listened to Eric, and he looked to Hipper for confirmation.

"Mr. President didn't say it, but it was true." Hipperer answered Scher's questions.

"Why did you choose me? Aren't Marshal Henin and Marshal Tirpitz better candidates? "Scheer is true at this time, and his qualifications are after these two.

"There is also a Royal Military College built in Wilhelmshaven." Max then replied.

When Scheer heard it, he immediately understood, this makes sense, the non-commissioned officer school provides several layers of personnel, and the Royal Military Academy provides middle-level backbones, and then promotes through military merits, which is very thoughtful, worthy of the president.

It's just that this idea is good, money is the big problem, anyone can have such an idea, but such an idea requires a lot of financial resources to support.

Seeing that Scheer was a little confused, Max reminded and said: "Last year, the national income increased by 42% compared with the previous year, and this year's defense budget, Mr. President, has also been signed and approved, and the final decision is 34%. ”

"How much?" Schell was curious about how much Germany could get a year's worth of military spending, which was related to whether he could afford to build ships.

"Not counting a fraction, 30.5 billion." Max said this with a look of pride on his face.

"So much?" Scheer was stunned at first, and then thought of the rumors he heard a few days ago that there was a conflict in the Hanseatic Palace because of the defense budget, and everyone wondered if Mr. President had cut it again. In order to confirm the authenticity of the matter, Scheer deliberately accepted Hipper's invitation, and only to learn that the budget had been raised, but the exact figure was not disclosed.

"How many warships do you have to build! My God! "Scheer is an admiral after all, and when he hears that there is such a budget, the first thing he thinks about is to build a warship.

Hipper's and Scheer's reactions were similar, both stunned by the military spending. Even according to the previous military expenditure ratio, the navy only takes 30 percent, which is enough to build a force far superior to the previous "high sea fleet".

"No kidding, right? How can there be so many? Scheer thought it was outrageous, and this military expenditure was really something that could not be imagined.

"If the general doesn't believe me, you can wait until Mr. President wakes up and ask again, but..." Max dragged out his voice and asked, "How is the general thinking about the formation of the non-commissioned officer school?" You must know that there is no shortage of manpower to form a Mediterranean fleet, which requires a lot of people. ”

Scheer was in a struggle in his heart, and he himself said that since he had decided to take office, he would not oppose the formation of a non-commissioned officer school, but the affairs of the officer academy still needed the help of the two old marshals Tirpitz and Henning, and there was work to be done.

In the end, Scheer still wanted to recreate the glory of the German Navy, and decided to try, and replied in a deep voice: "Okay, I promise you, but the affairs of the military academy still need to be done." ”

Max was not surprised at all when he heard Scheer's answer, but said, "I wonder what 'help' General Scheer needs?" ”

Sher laughed out loud and said mysteriously, "Tonnage! Tonnage is everything! With it, no one will refuse! ”