"How do you feel about this war? Do you still think that the Wehrmacht is invincible in the world? Eric picked up a bedside apple and rubbed it a few times before eating, which was also really welcome.

"In fact, I have long expected that there will be anti-tank guns on the battlefield in the future, after all, if you want to defend against such weapons, the best thing is the bombing of anti-tank guns and the air force, and the possibility of the main battle between the tanks is actually not very large, and both sides will avoid the main forces of the other side to find weak points to attack." Guderian's analysis was to the point, and Eric listened and nodded.

It is true that there will not be a duel between the main forces, but it does not mean that there will be none, at least in Eric's impression, the Kursk is a famous tank duel in history.

"Do you have a good solution to the anti-tank gun?" Eric likes to discuss, especially when it comes to the use of weapons.

"Catelyn came to see me yesterday to find out what was going on, and I thought his close support was pretty good. It's just that it's a bit difficult to accurately hit the enemy forces hiding on the battlefield, and the enemy troops are not motionless waiting for us to come to the door. Guderian was a little excited as he spoke, and he forgot that his injuries were not healed, and he was about to get up.

"Don't get excited, take care of your injuries, I let the 501st Tank Battalion temporarily belong to the 502nd Tank Battalion for your sake, you and Rommel use tanks in different ways, but the tanks used are no different, and it is understandable that they are limited by equipment."

After Eric finished speaking, he put down the apple that he had taken a few bites, and it was really sour. "Don't think about the original men, start from scratch after being discharged from the hospital, rebuild a tank force according to your ideas, and if necessary, you can ask Manstein to serve as a staff officer for you."

"The premise is that you have to invite this person yourself, and I won't interfere, lest someone gossip about you." Eric didn't want to get involved in too many details.

"Is the establishment still the 501 tank battalion?" Guderian cared deeply about his old family.

"Let's change it a little, you and Rommel have different concepts, and building a unit is not an overnight thing, form a teaching company that is like-minded with you, lay a good foundation and start again." In 1920, Germany had only two tank battalions, the 501 and 502, which were already very few, and Eric had no intention of letting Guderian lose his talent.

Seeing that Guderian had something to say, Eric asked. "Even if you say anything, you have little courage to lose a battle, which is not good."

"That's right, I think the use of tanks alone will be limited now, and if you can work together, the problem will not be so serious this time." Guderian was a little worried that this question would touch some sensitive nerves, military power.

The 1st Panzer Division had 501st and 502nd tank battalions, and there were also 3 larger armoured vehicle regiments. In each command operation, the tank battalion and the armored regiment were commanded separately, and Guderian did not have this right to command his superiors.

"You mean you want to get an armored division, right?" Eric has no scruples, the inevitable development of history, and the coordination of infantry is the backbone of Guderian's tactical guiding ideology.

Guderian nodded, not denying it.

"It's not that it can't be..." Eric thought about it and did a math. "You take care of your injuries first, form a teaching company, and as for the formation of division-level units, I will discuss it with Rundstedt. To be fair, I'll let Rommel start first, and you don't think I'm biased. ”

"No, no, this failure is my fault, and it has nothing to do with Rommel." Guderian is not stupid, Eric is giving him a chance, although this opportunity will be preempted by Rommel.

"I will end this war as soon as possible, and you don't have to worry about going back, take advantage of this time to think about it. I'll go first. Eric said as he got up and left the room.

Eric, who went out, didn't notice that his beard was gone, but Ananta quickly pulled Eric to the bathroom to clean up and re-touch his makeup.

Looking in the mirror, Eric couldn't even recognize himself, "Where are you going?" It's best not to be too far away, you won't be able to find a place after eating later. ”

"My Mr. President, it's a two-hour walk from here to a place where there are no restaurants, so don't worry about eating. We took a taxi to the recruitment market in the city centre, about 1 mark 20 pfennig. With that, Anatta took out 197 marks from Eric's pocket after buying the gift, and 40 pinnes counted 1 mark and 20 pinnes.

"By the way, you can introduce me to the current Mark's purchasing power, lest I be fooled and not even know." Eric only knows the value of large items, but the standard of living is really not good.

"Talk as you go." Ananta and the two immediately left the hospital, and just before getting into the car, she pointed to the Mercedes Benz in front of her. "This Mercedes-Benz is one of the best-selling models in the country, the model is the A112, and it costs 400 marks to do it in full."

Then she pointed to the Porsche taxi, "That one costs 420 marks, and the BMW in the back costs 415 marks." ”

"And I don't know the salaries of the three taxi drivers, why don't you ask yourself?" Ananta and Eric got into the same Mercedes A112 cab, told their destination, and the driver quickly set off on fire.

"This car is quite new? Is it a talented driver soon? Eric opened up the conversation as if it were small talk.

"Yes, sir. It's only been 3 months, and it took half a month to get a driver's license. "The driver was a middle-aged man, dressed very appropriately in a coarse suit.

"If you can buy a car and rent it, life should be pretty good, right?" Eric's voice was not loud, as if he was chatting about family life.

"It's okay, there are six people in the family, and the money for renting a car is borrowed." It wasn't the first time the driver had answered such a question, and he said what Eric wanted to inquire about.

In Berlin, there are three taxi companies, all of which are privately owned, one of which is the transport company of the Eric Group, Eric Public Transport.

The Mercedes Benz driven by this driver is the Eric Public Transport Company, and if the taxi driver wants to use it, he needs to get a driver's license and then put together half the money of the car as a deposit.

When the market is good every month, you can earn 60 marks a week, and 240 marks in four weeks. If the market is not good, it is only 200 marks, and on this basis, his salary also needs to pay a personal income tax, 200 marks is a dividing line, below 45%, above 45.5%. After paying taxes, the money was enough for the family of six to live in Berlin, and then slowly repaid the money.

A salary of 180 marks a week like Ananta belongs to the blue-collar class, and the tax payment is also as high as 45%.

Even if it was such a high tax, the driver didn't mention it at all, which made Eric very strange. He had no choice but to turn his puzzled gaze to Anata.

"Mr. President only asked about the situation in the country, but he did not know that the export version of the Mercedes-Benz A112 costs 790 dollars in the United States, and when converted, an A112 car costs 1185 marks."

"Ordinary people can't afford it, so the A112 car is a high-end brand in the United States." Ananta is a vivid contrast to Eric.

"That's a bad sell, right?" Eric thought, after all, this price has tripled, and ordinary people can't afford it.

"Nope! Mercedes-Benz, BMW, and Porsche are mid-to-high-end brands that sell better cars than the United States, and are the standard of life taste of the wealthy class in the United States. Ananta said proudly.