After the start of the Turkish Civil War, the forces of the reactionaries had the upper hand for a time, and the forces of the Young Turks were on the defensive. Extremely disappointed with the Young Turks, Kemal founded a new party of his own, the Turkish Democratic Party. In the early days of the war, he announced an alliance with the Young Turks against the Turkish army. As the war continued to heat up, Chen Tian recruited two more groups of retired veterans in East Prussia, and at this time he sent more than 4,000 troops to Turkey, 15 aircraft, 30 pilots and nearly 100 maintenance and technical personnel, and weapons and ammunition were continuously transported from Germany to Cassandra.

In front of Chen Tian was the huge military expenditure of the mercenary group. He looked helplessly at the ledger, which had already begun to turn a profit on the whole, especially the aircraft factory, the Thomas post office, and the tractor factory, which brought him millions of marks every month, but as the scale of the war in Turkey expanded, so did the spending on military and pensions, and if the war dragged on, his account book would be even more ugly.

"Zach! I want to rob a bank! Chentian grabbed Zack's shoulder and shook it vigorously.

"Your Highness, I'm in my sixties, don't toss me like this!" Zach looked at Chentian like a poor rabbit, and he was ready to retire due to his age.

"Then let's go print counterfeit money! Printing fake pounds, fake francs, holiday dollars? Chen Tian scratched his head vigorously, but he really couldn't think of any good way. Originally, war is a huge drain on a country's economy, let alone a single person to bear it.

"Your Highness, don't blame me for being too talkative! Your investment is already in good shape, so why get involved in the Turks' war? They are so far away from us, even if they fight, they have nothing to do with us! Zach looked at Chentian's appearance and said with some distress.

"Zach, you don't understand! With my identity and character, I am not at all fit to be involved in German politics! Being able to cultivate my own power in Turkey is very important for me and for the future of Germany! Through Thomas's intelligence agency, Chen Tian had long learned that the crown prince's focus was on German politics, and his henchmen and ears were numerous, and it was difficult for him to make a difference in politics, so he had to look for other opportunities for development. Kemal's arrival gave him hope, this man not only has excellent military talent, but also can be made in domestic affairs, Kemal is a more trustworthy ally than Lenin and the Russian Revolutionary Party, so Chentian decided to invest in this potential stock.

Thinking of Lenin, Chen Tian began to worry about another thing. Keeping Lenin in Germany to avoid being wanted by the Tsarist government seems to have been a bit of a lure to the door. This guy not only developed his own power here, but also instilled communist ideas in the German mass class, causing workers' strikes to occur in East Prussia from time to time in the past two years, and it took great effort to put these strikes to an end, but the capitalists in East Prussia already complained about this. He had to go to Lenin and tell him explicitly that he was not allowed to engage in political activity in Germany in the future, otherwise the alliance between them would be abolished, and the workers' movement in East Prussia calmed down. This incident also reminded Chen Tian that the Kaiser was ousted by the so-called revolution in World War I, and he could not only care about the economy and the military, but also began to build up the mass base. Since last year, he has set out to improve the welfare of peasants and workers in East Prussia, including reducing working hours, raising basic wages, building welfare facilities, lowering tax rates on agricultural products, and subsidizing peasant incomes. The workers, peasants, and capitalists were satisfied, but the revenues of the local government of East Prussia fell, and even he himself spent a lot of money on it. It was in this situation that the poor prince would bother with money.

Kemal, who was far away in Turkey, was even more depressed, his army had grown to more than 10,000 people, and the monthly salary of the soldiers was a large expense, but fortunately, Chentian was still providing financial assistance to him. However, this is not a long-term solution, not to mention that after leaving the Young Turks, all the expenses of the mercenary group will be borne by themselves. In addition, German supplies could not reach by sea for months bypassing the Strait of Gibraltar and across the Mediterranean, airplanes had to be refueled on the way, and large quantities of ammunition could not be transported by air. The question before him was to occupy as soon as possible a base capable of providing food and ammunition. Unfortunately, the cities around Cassandra are under the control of his ally, the Young Turks, a location that is advantageous for training the new army but not for the development of its own territory.

Kemal, who was scratching his head, was awakened from his thoughts by the sound of a steamer's whistle, and through the window he saw a German steamer slowly approaching the dock, but behind the ship there were two black slimy things, and someone was crawling out of the two things that looked like ships and were not boats. He rubbed his eyes and realized that this was indeed not his hallucination, and quickly put on his coat and ran to the docks.

By the time he reached the docks, there were already many soldiers watching, and Ollie was chatting with the men who had crawled out of the two strange boats.

"Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, what is ......," Kemal asked curiously.

"We'll go back and talk about it in detail!" Oli pulled Kemal and the man back to Kemal's office quickly.

"Philip. Shonel, a German naval captain attached to the submarine force of the German Baltic Fleet, was ordered to come under the command of Lieutenant Colonel Ollie! The man took off his poncho-like jacket, revealing the uniform of the German Navy.

"Kemal, commander here! Those two are the submarines you were talking about? ”

"Yes! These two are our U-boats, numbered U-006 and U-007, which we just launched last year! Philip replied as he stood there straight.

"Can they really dive completely?" Kemal knew much less about submarines than he did about airplanes.

"Yes, Your Excellency! Our U-boats can dive to a depth of 30 meters and are equipped with three torpedo tubes, two in the bow and one in the stern, carrying a total of 10 torpedoes, and 30 torpedoes from the transport ship that came with us. ”

"They...... Can a torpedo be launched under water? Kemal's eyes widened.

"Yes, we can attack with torpedoes almost without being detected by the enemy!" Philip replied proudly.

"Captain Philip, don't mind telling us about submarine tactics!" Kemal walked to the window again, looked at the two submarines at the dock, and while listening to Philip's explanation, he remembered another thing in his heart.

At present, most of the Turkish navy is in the hands of the reactionary "Mohammed League" and the "Freedom League" of the commercial comprador class, they are the richest nobles and merchants in Turkey, and their merchant ships frequently travel between Turkey and Greece in the Aegean Sea, because of the cruisers and destroyers of the Turkish Navy cruising in the Aegean Sea, Kemal had no idea of fighting these merchant ships before, but the arrival of Philip and his submarines gave him a new idea, a good idea to make a fortune.

After a detailed plan, Kemal and others decided to attack and rob the merchant ships of the reactionaries.

In order to obtain the pattern of the activities of Turkish merchant ships and warships, three flying teams of the mercenary group conducted a week's reconnaissance at the exit of the Dardanelles, 100 nautical miles southeast of Cassandra, and finally they targeted the Turkish merchant ship "Hailar" for the first robbery.

One clear evening, Captain Bernd in the captain's chamber of the "Hailar" was smoking his large pipe and looking at the vast sea between the islands of North Sporades and Lemnos. The Hailar is a steam-powered merchant ship with a displacement of 7,000 tons, mainly between Istanbul and Athens, owned by a wealthy Turkish businessman and a member of parliament in the now ruling "Freedom Alliance". Bernd knew that such a shipment could be worth millions of pounds, if not millions, but he never worried about accidents. Not only because of the dozens of heavily armed crew members and several machine guns on board, but also because two of Turkey's most powerful cruisers, the Bursa and the Ereli, and several other destroyers, have long seemed to have dared to challenge the Turkish Navy's fleet.

Two nautical miles to the left of the Hailar, under the calm sea, a pair of eyes were staring at the Turkish merchant ship returning with money and Greek cargo. Captain Philip quietly watched as "Hyrule" approached him, calculating the speed and course of the other party, and suddenly he snapped his periscope shut and shouted:

"Put away the periscope and rise urgently!"

Woo...... Woo......

The sirens in the submarine sounded mournfully, and the red wall lamps flickered urging the crew to move quickly.

"Quick! Go to the foredeck and get ready for artillery! Philip calmly commanded. This U-boat has a 75mm rapid-fire gun mounted on the foredeck and is designed to deal with small, unarmed ships.

The crew of the "Hailar" watched in horror as a huge "whale" suddenly floated on the bottom of the sea, but this "whale" line was particularly smooth, and a large "fin" grew on its back.

"Oh my God! What is that? Bernd saw through the telescope that it wasn't a whale at all, and that people kept crawling out of it and uncovering what was covered with a canvas on the front of the thing, and it was actually a cannon. The muzzle of that cannon turned quickly, and it was quickly aimed at itself. Seeing the red muzzle of the gun, he closed his eyes tightly in fright. "Allah willing!"

After two shots, Captain Philip grinned as he looked at the already chaotic crew of the "Hailar".

"Signal soldiers, tell them that we are Aegean pirates, let them abandon ship!"

Soon, while praying to Allah, Bernd left with his sailors in small boats.

A few minutes later, two rubber boats were also lowered from the submarine, and a dozen sailors quickly boarded the "Hailar", started the steamer, and pulled away from Cassander.