Chapter 194: Still underestimating the Führer

Looking at the Japanese trenches running out of the remaining Iron Fist Tubes, Kolautz from Germany. Feng. Lieutenant Colonel McGonagall didn't look anything unusual on the surface, but in his heart he said that he was really a dog.

No, the dog can't describe the pain in his eggs anymore, to be more precise, it should be the day of the dog!

Because the Soviet Union and Germany were carving up Poland together, the domestic reports of the Soviet Union and Germany are still the tone of the long-lasting friendship between the two peoples.

On Stalin's 60th birthday last year, Reinhardt sent a special telegram to congratulate Stalin on his 60th birthday, mentioning in passing that he "wished that the Soviet Union, which has a long-standing friendship with Germany, would become more prosperous and powerful." ”

And Stalin was not ambiguous, and immediately replied to Reinhardt: "The friendship between the German and Soviet peoples, cemented by blood, will continue to be maintained and consolidated." ”

Although Lieutenant Colonel McGonagall did not think that the friendship between the Soviet Union and Germany had become so long-lasting, he did not realize that the friendship between the two countries had reached a height of condensation with blood.

But he at least knew that the Soviets and Germans could now be considered quasi-allies, or friends.

Although at the top level, the Soviet Union and Germany have long been on guard against each other, the armies of the two sides still look friendly and cooperative in the middle and lower levels, and military exchanges have not been interrupted.

And this time, when the war broke out at Nomenkan, the German Wehrmacht also organized a small friendly observation group to see what could be learned from this war in the name of observing the majesty of the Soviet army.

McGonagall, a young and promising man, happened to be the leader of this friendly military observer group.

Because she was a son of a military Junker family, before leaving, through her relatives in the Wehrmacht, McGonagall, who was only a lieutenant colonel, was fortunate enough to get a chance to meet the Führer.

It was at a high-profile party attended by the Führer himself, and through an introduction, McGonagall met the Führer, who seemed quite approachable and had no arrogance at all.

And after listening to McGonagall's mission, Yuan with a glass of red wine first encouraged him a few words in a formulaic way, what is a good service for Germany, remember to observe the combat methods of the Soviet and Japanese armies, and usually love to clean and wash your hands before eating......... It's all normal.

But then, as he spoke, the Führer began to whisper very vaguely: Don't make a noise when you see some German-made weapons over there, and also ask your subordinates not to talk too much, and if there is any problem, go back to China.

At the time, McGonagall thought that the Führer had sold something to the Soviet Union. After all, some time ago, after Germany made a big international news about the battleships built by the Soviet Union, the high-profile drive back to the Soviet Union was already causing a major earthquake in European countries.

As a junior from a Junkers family, McGonagall naturally has his channels to find out the inside story from the elders.

What a battleship is, it is the hegemony of the seas, and it is the most direct criterion for determining the strength of a country's navy. The countries of Europe, including Germany, did not take good care of each battleship because of tonnage limitations.

And the Peter the Great, which caused the commotion, was a fairly advanced modern battleship. Even the British Times admitted that the battleship was worth enough to top a destroyer fleet of the Royal Navy!

In McGonagall's eyes, the Führer would not even dare to sell this thing, what else would he not dare to give to the Soviet Union?!

However, when he saw the Iron Fist 60 tubes in the Japanese trenches occupied by the Soviets, McGonagall realized that he was wrong, and that he was trying to understand the Führer with his normal human thinking.

As an officer with excellent military literacy and broad vision, he assured that he was not mistaken, and what was now thrown into the trench was definitely the Iron Fist Launch Tube developed by Germany.

Lieutenant Colonel McGonagall, who is proficient in all types of weapons, can even name and tell the data: it is the original first-generation Tekken 60, with a maximum range of 150 meters and a nominal range of 60 meters (this is also the origin of the Tekken 60 model).

However, the actual effective range of the Iron Fist 60 can reach 80 meters in actual combat, and the armor penetration thickness is about 100-120 mm, which can completely kill the weakly armored Soviet T26 tank in seconds.

McGonagall had fought this thing before, and she knew it very well. However, now Germany's large-scale equipment is an improved Iron Fist III, and the launch tube is significantly shortened, so it can be easily distinguished from the first generation only by the launch tube.

Now this tube is thrown on the Japanese positions that have been cleaned by Soviet soldiers after cleaning the corpses on the battlefield and cleaning up the weapons, and it is basically in a state of no one's attention.

It seems that until now, the Soviets have not discovered this weapon of mass destruction, which has caused them heavy losses.

Lieutenant Colonel McGonagall secretly thought that if she was lucky, she might be able to keep this secret until the Soviets found a complete iron fist. If the Soviets couldn't find it, they might be able to keep it a secret.

Turning over the Japanese trenches, McGonagall looked around, wanting to see the level of Japanese fortifications, which could be regarded as letting off steam.

After all, when the Soviets attacked just now, the stingy Soviets kept McGonagall and them in the rear, carefully hiding them, so as not to let the German observer group watch the Soviet attack. This is a disgrace to the German observer mission.

At this moment, a major who had been with McGonagall in the Military Observation Mission walked up to him, gently tugged at the corner of McGonagall's black uniform in an undetectable position, and then under McGonagall's gaze, his eyes drifted faintly to the position of the Iron Fist Launch Tube in the trench.

The Major's meaning couldn't have been more obvious, and at the same time, the other members of the German Military Observer Group looked at McGonagall with puzzled eyes, hoping for an answer.

McGonagall Nakamura reacted this time, and the Führer insinuated to himself for a long time before the emotional departure, which turned out to be this meaning.

After thinking it through, McGonagall smiled bitterly, and the corners of her mouth twitched and thought, who would dare to do this situation, if you let that group of stingy Soviets know that it was the weapons sold by German friends that caused them heavy losses. Their military observation group, which went deep into the wolf's den, must not be hung up and smoked to death?!

After a gentle dry cough, McGonagall first swept everyone with a look of "whoever dares to talk more, I will pinch whoever is killed", and then pretended to be light and said calmly:

"Let you come here as an observer group, you have to talk less, watch more, learn more about combat concepts and experience, and don't think too much about other messes?"

When she had finished speaking, McGonagall felt that she still needed to find another opportunity to beat her group of people, lest any of the big mouths be heard by the Soviet interpreter.

When she returned to the station in the evening, McGonagall immediately held a summary meeting, in which the entire Mission would participate. Also, be careful to keep the meeting confidential, otherwise be careful that the Gestapo will trouble you when you return home.

The next day, when the Soviet receptionist met a group of German observers, it was like meeting a grandson!

These Germans, who had been arrogant a few days ago, had become honest after only one night. No matter what the Soviet side arranged, they immediately accepted it, and the Soviet army's offensive methods were no longer watched, and the structure of the Soviet fortifications did not care. Faintly, there always seemed to be a guilty look in their eyes.

Rather than questions about the heavy losses of the front-line armored forces, many Soviet officers were more curious about what happened to these Germans.