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For a long time, the efficient staff department and high-quality staff officers have always been the characteristics of the German team, and played a vital role in the brilliant results of the Austro-Prussian and Franco-Prussian wars and the early days of the two world wars. However, throughout the Second World War, the German staff system can only be described as chaotic and mediocre - the coexistence of the Wehrmacht High Command and the three service commands and staff departments led to many overlapping powers and conflicts. Hitler and Hermann. Göring often interfered with it with his personal power. Sometimes, a front-line combat unit receives diametrically opposed orders from different commands; Sometimes, army generals are forced to accept tasks that they simply cannot accomplish. In such a situation, an army that does not have complete superiority wants to maintain a long-term victory in a large-scale war that lasts for six years, unless it is accompanied by the goddess of victory at all times.

It's a pity that the goddess is also a female surname, and no one can accurately foresee the changeable ideas.

After nearly half a month in the command of the "Vampire" commando, Lynn also had first-hand experience of these strange phenomena that sounded a little unbelievable. It is a pity that as the lowest-ranking staff non-commissioned officer, in addition to doing his duty in a down-to-earth manner, he is really unable to put forward better suggestions in terms of system and order.

After leaving the headquarters, he packed his bags as fast as he could, and went to the gate of the barracks with an assault rifle to wait. After about forty minutes, Luca. Lieutenant Motchig showed up in a Horch KFZ15 - considering that a battle plan usually needs to be revised repeatedly before it can be finalized, the staff team led by him estimated that it took less than twenty minutes to draft the first draft of the battle plan, which is quite impressive in terms of the complex requirements of actual combat!

"Hey, man, are you really going to go to the front?"

Perhaps it was Lieutenant Colonel Bach's instructions or hints, or perhaps it was to figure out his superior's intentions, the young lieutenant in a pair of black sunglasses asked in a tone with a clear surname inclination before Lynn got into the car.

Lynn threw his bag and assault rifle directly into the back seat, sat in the passenger seat, and replied calmly: "I really can't help here, it's better to go to the front line and fight the enemy!" ”

Lieutenant Motchig was also a talented and arrogant man, and since Lynn said so, he didn't talk any more nonsense, stepped on the accelerator a little, and turned the steering wheel in a dashing manner. When the car drove onto the asphalt road in front of it, he quickly increased the throttle, and the powerful military vehicle galloped like a horse.

Earlier, the understanding of German vehicles mainly focused on combat vehicles, from tank No. 1 to leopard and tiger, from assault guns, tank destroyers to self-propelled howitzers and self-propelled anti-aircraft guns. As military fans of later generations know, the military version of the "Beetle" produced by Volkswagen is the one with the largest number of equipment and the most extensive application, but in the base camp of the "Vampire" commando, the VW82 is only the lowest-level transportation vehicle, Mercedes, Mercedes, Horch abound, and Lieutenant Colonel Bach even has an enviable high-level bulletproof command vehicle. In comparison, the Horch KFZ15 they are sitting on today is a practical off-road model, with four-wheel drive, high chassis and solid body, but there are also obvious shortcomings: the upper part of the body is covered with a steel frame tarpaulin structure, which is acceptable for wind and rain, and it cannot be lower than the deep chill of the outside world in winter!

Wrapped up in a coat, Lynn sometimes looked with envy at Lieutenant Motchige's skillful driving, and sometimes turned his head to look out the window. Almost a month after leaving the front line, the temperature has risen, the snow and ice have melted, and although the colors are still mainly gray and white, the pace of spring is approaching - whether history has shifted slightly because of its arrival, the end of the empire is getting closer and closer!

"Sir, can I ask you a question?" After more than half an hour of silence, Lynn finally spoke.

Although the young lieutenant was silent along the way, he still had a lot of contact with Lynn. In terms of professionalism and character, they are also more recognized by each other. So, he calmly responded: "Say it! ”

"Uh...... I knew it might involve a taboo on confidentiality, but it really bothered me for a long time! Lynn said cautiously, "You've probably seen those disc-shaped flying machines, too!" ”

Hearing this, the lieutenant seemed very calm, and he glanced sideways at Lynn: "You really shouldn't ask about this matter, if you mention it in front of the lieutenant colonel, he will give you the same advice!" ”

Lynn said unrelentingly: "I know this, but the fate of the empire is at stake, and I really want to know the answer!" ”

The lieutenant shook his head, "I'm also confused about many things, but most of them are destined not to get answers!" ”

Since the two of them were alone, and the other party's attitude was more easy-going, Lynn said straightforwardly: "I only want to know one thing now: since they are real, why don't they intercept the enemy's bomber group?" ”

The lieutenant looked ahead with an indifferent expression: "How do you know that they did not play an intercepting role?" ”

Lynn retorted lightly, "But the enemy's bombardment is getting more and more fierce every time, isn't it?" ”

The lieutenant paused and changed his way of speaking: "Then do you think our night vision equipment is powerful?" ”

Lynn thought for a moment and replied: "The technology is advanced and used properly, but the number of equipment is too small to change the general trend!" ”

The lieutenant continued to ask rhetorically: "Even if we are equipped with five hundred or even a thousand sets, can we stop the swarm attack of Soviet tanks?" ”

Lynn was speechless, he felt as if he had grasped the clue to the answer, but he couldn't pull it out of the fog.

Suddenly, the military vehicle drove up to a sentry post. Despite being part of an elite special operations force, Motchig and Lynn were required to show their documents for inspection.

"Hey, man, how far is it to Grefino?" Motchig asked the sentry.

"42 km!" The sentry replied.

Although there is no map showing the location of the "Vampire" commando headquarters, based on the itinerary and current route, Lynn has calculated that it must be somewhere in northern Germany - which means that it is probably near the famous Penamünde base!

Having completed the routine inspection, the sentry took a step back and raised his hand respectfully. At the same time, the two sentries in front quickly moved the wooden tripod with barbed wire, and after the car drove past the sentry, Lynn watched through the rearview mirror as the young soldiers were busy moving the shelves back to their original positions, and was about to continue the topic just now to continue to "extract secrets" from the lieutenant's mouth, when suddenly he saw a black spot in the air from the rearview mirror, and before he could figure out whether it would be an Allied aircraft, that is, the German soldiers who saw the sentry in the rearview mirror scattered in a panic, and the black dot quickly decreased, and the silhouette was rapidly getting bigger.

"Enemy planes! There are enemy planes in the back! Lynn hurriedly reminded Motchig loudly.

The lieutenant glanced in his rearview mirror, quickly turned the steering wheel, and drove the high-chassis off-road military vehicle off the road. Lynn tugged at the doorknob with one hand, ready to push the door open and jump out. Motchig didn't speak, he turned his head frequently to look in the direction the plane was flying from, slammed on the accelerator under his feet, and the military vehicle jumped around the field like a rabbit. Seeing that it was only twenty or thirty meters away from the woods, the enemy plane was already roaring. Lynn tilted her head sideways, and saw the familiar and intimidating silhouette of the "Mustang."

It is really a bully of the incompetence of the Luftwaffe to dare to go deep into the heart of Germany in broad daylight!

The crackling of machine guns rang out in the air, and between the lightning and flint, the lieutenant slammed the steering wheel to the left, and the military vehicle made a ninety-degree turn in the field. The two men in the seats were still able to hold their bodies, and the luggage and guns in the back seat were rolling for miles - these were all innocuous - these were innocuous bullets whizzing through the air, stirring up a series of dust debris on the ground, which quickly approached and eventually intersected with the military vehicle - the thud of the tires almost made Lynn's heart jump out of his throat, and the bullets crackled through the tarpaulin and crackled in the carriage, and it was even more cool and cool in the back!

Luckily, when the gunfire stopped, both Lynn and the lieutenant were unharmed, except for a distinct shadow passing overhead, accompanied by a noisy and deafening roar!

"What bad luck!" Motchig muttered hatefully, and Lynn got out of the car to see if the right rear wheel had been blown out, and it was not known if the axle and other parts had been damaged. Fearing that the Mustang would soon turn around and shoot again, the lieutenant hurriedly took out his briefcase from the back seat - fortunately, it was not damaged by the bullets of the American fighter plane, but Lynn's bag was pierced with the right holes, and the change of underwear vest and other estimates left irreparable "wounds".

Armed with his assault rifle and the "Twenty Rings" in his holster, as well as his bag, Lynn followed the lieutenant to the sentry post, and thought to himself: If the saucer-shaped aircraft he saw were really invincible weapons, how could these Allied fighters be so arrogant? But what's the problem?