The German Consulate General in French Indochina was located in Hanoi, the capital of the Federation, and because it was a European colony, the diplomatic rank of consul was already considered to be at its peak.

The new consul sent by the German Foreign Office was still on his way, so the German Military Attaché in Indochina temporarily took over all diplomatic operations.

At present, the main task of the consulate is to issue visas to Chinese laborers to Germany, because the laborers come from all provinces in the national control area, and it is impossible for them all to go to Chongqing to go through the formalities, so they simply complete all the necessary diplomatic procedures in French Indochina, the staging place for transshipment.

Every Chinese worker gets a temporary ID card and a formal entry permit, and Germany is a country with strict restrictions on mobility, especially for these foreign faces, without which it will be difficult to move in Europe.

The consulate employs 500 Annan staff, many of whom are Chinese living in the area, who can read and write Chinese, so they undertake the most onerous screening work.

These people have to screen out unqualified personnel from among the imported laborers, because the personnel structure varies greatly in various parts of China, and the grass-roots organizations in some areas are unable to meet the targets set by Chongqing, so they often play some tricks of indiscriminately filling up the number of Li Dai Taozhuang, and lying about their age is the most common, some teenagers are under the age of 15, and some of the laborers sent from Yunnan are even mixed with opium addicts and disabled people.

The number of laborers was so large that the consulate staff worked 12 hours a day, seven days a week, and still could not complete the initial work according to the Berlin schedule.

Colonel Ludendorff, who had been appointed chief military attaché in Indochina, was considering hiring another group of personnel, as he could foresee that the workload of the consulate would only increase, not decrease.

"The first batch of 50,000 people has completed the quarantine, these people have been living in the warehouse at Hai Phong Pier for almost three days, consuming dozens of tons of food and a lot of drinking water every day, and the follow-up personnel are still being delivered, Captain William of Hai Phong Port called to say that he could no longer find a suitable place to set up tents, but the boat group transporting these laborers was still blocked in Singapore." Captain Drum placed a document on the Colonel's desk, his adjutant who now held the positions of Foreign Secretary and Administrative Assistant.

"Don't worry about this yet, look at the thing on the table, it was just sent by the headquarters, let's make a copy and file it." The colonel looked downstairs with his hands behind his back, a group of gendarmes led two military dogs through the lawn, and the sentries turned on the incandescent lamps at the four corners of the wall, and the courtyard was brightly lit.

"The offensive plan of the Siamese Army? How could you get such a thing? It is simply ridiculous that there are troop numbers, offensive routes, supply station locations, and even the time marked. Drum said aloud in surprise.

It was a small-scale military map, very finely printed, and the place names were marked in Siamese script, which should have been specially drawn by Siamese officials.

The map now bears a bunch of markings of military units, the basic of which are battalion sizes, which is also in line with the practice of the Siamese army.

The map showed the number of each battalion, the route of the march indicated by arrows, the targets to be attacked, and even the expected time of arrival of the troops at each location, showing the captain the Siamese Army's offensive plan.

Drum could scarcely believe what he was seeing, it should have been in the operational command room of the Siam Army Headquarters, locked in the safe of the commander of the Eastern Army, or any well-guarded safekeeping location, but it should never be on the desk of the German military attaché in French Indochina.

"I'm really starting to admire our agents now, and if this thing is true, I think I've seen the end of this war. The French must have gotten this too, these Siamese troops are finished. Drum drew a circle with his finger on the map.

"The decisive moment is tonight, and if I were to take command of the French army, none of the troops marked on the map would be gone before noon tomorrow." Colonel Ludendorff turned, he sneered and threw the pencil in his hand onto the map.

"I still can't believe it, is this thing real? Where the hell did those guys in the Intelligence Division get this? Captain Drum said, staring at the map.

"That's the most interesting part, it's the Siamese themselves who put this in our hands." Colonel Ludendorff stroked the mustache from his lips.

"Major Spojou shot down a group of Siamese bombers in the afternoon, and you already know this, and the command immediately sent a storm commando to support. As they went to the border to search for the wreckage of enemy aircraft, they stumbled upon a squad of Siamese Army troops who had crossed the border, and they seemed to be on a search mission. An exchange of fire ensued, and the assault team quickly annihilated the small force, killing twelve on the spot and taking two prisoners, thankfully they had finally learned to catch them alive.

Later, when they were cleaning up the battlefield, they found it on the body of one of the Siamese officers. In addition to this, the man was carrying a number of other military documents, all of which were important secrets.

The officer who was killed was a major in the Siamese Army, and according to the confession of one of the prisoners, he was supposed to be a staff officer at the command of the Eastern Corps. It stands to reason that this person should not have appeared in that place at all, let alone carry military documents of this level with him. But—" Colonel Ludendorff spread his hand over the map.

"Now this thing is here, in front of us. And according to the intelligence fed back from the French front, the authenticity of the document has been confirmed. The French had defeated a company of the 12th Cavalry Battalion of the Siamese Army outside the city of Silkophon half an hour earlier, and the number of this unit was here, and it was indeed in the position shown on the map as the vanguard of the assault on Silkophon.

There are also the 35th Infantry Battalion of the Siam Army, the 20th Infantry Battalion, and the 4th Artillery Battalion of the Siam Army. There's nothing wrong with it, this thing is a real thing. Ludendorff pushed away his chair and stood at his desk.

"I can't understand why the Siamese did this, but it seems to me that they deliberately let the major carry it across the border, and at the same time deliberately let it fall into our hands or the French. There must be their intentions in this, yes, they must want to achieve some kind of goal with this, but I thought about it for a long time, and I couldn't think of a reason. The colonel frowned.

"Maybe someone doesn't want the Siamese army to win." Captain Drum guessed.

"It's the same with or without this information, they can't win this war in the first place." Colonel Ludendorff shook his head.

But the Siamese don't know this, and without this information, the fighting could have lasted a week or more. Someone wants to end the war in the shortest possible time, no, it should be a complete loss of this war. Captain Drum, with his chin in his hand, looked like a detective.

"There is some truth in what you say, and it is indeed possible that there are people who want the Siamese Army to fight a simple defeat, as you suspected. The map indicates a total of ten infantry battalions, two cavalry battalions and two artillery battalions, as well as a tank battalion, with no reserves left in the rear.

The French army had the advantage in numbers, and it was entirely possible to penetrate the border tonight, outflank the rear flank of the Siamese corps from the west, and cut off the supply lines to Siam territory. Then the Saigon and Siem Reap divisions and twenty-five separate infantry battalions were mobilized to encircle and annihilate the entire Siamese corps in one fell swoop.

Moreover, the French army still has absolute air supremacy, and by tomorrow dawn, the Siamese troops will be attacked in all directions. They lack cross-country mobility, and these infantry units that leave the road will quickly run out of supplies they carry with them. Half a day, only half a day at most. Ludendorff slammed his fist down the table.

"Have the French already started to act? Sir. Drum looked up.

"The French can be a bit rigid at times, but they are still very good at fighting." Ludendorff put his hands behind his back, a smile on his face.

"So what are we going to do now?" Captain Drum asked.

"Does it have anything to do with us? It was the war of the French. The colonel stroked his mustache and pretended to be surprised.

"Well, the Eye of Odin will follow up on the investigation. I believe that now there is a detailed report on the desk of the chief of staff of the high command. All we can do now is wait for the results, and it won't be too long anyway. By the way, as you said earlier, the transport ship group is stuck in Singapore, what is going on? Ludendorff pulled back into his chair and sat down behind his desk.

"The British have already unloaded the supplies on the ship, and it seems that they will have to wait for a shipment of goods from the British mainland to be transferred to Burma with the ship. The British Navy replied that it would be at least two more days before they set sail, and that by the time they reached Haiphong Harbor, we had a backlog of more than 80,000 labourers, which was a heavy burden. Although there was no objection from the French, the health and security problems in the camps were starting to deteriorate, and most of them were able-bodied adult males, and we could not keep them in the camps like prisoners all the time. Drum began to spit bitterness on his boss.

"Soon everything will be fine, I want you to assure you, Captain."

"Soon? When, exactly. ”

"Wait until the embassy staff sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Berlin arrive, wait until this war is over, wait until ... Wait until... It's going to be fast anyway. You can go back to your work, Captain. Colonel Ludendorff scratched his head.

"I'm off duty now, sir."

"So late? Then find a place to have fun and relax. ”

"Can you introduce a good place?"

"Oh, the Champs-Elysées nightclub is very nice... What the? Haven't you heard of it? I... Of course I haven't been there, but I've just been introduced by Colonel Léval from France......"

"I remember, so you were talking about this..."

Immediately, the two German military attachés began to get together and exchange confidential information.

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