Eisenhower, Patton, and others were smiling wryly holding a telegram from the White House, Ottawa, Stalin, and others. They were told that they must protect Emanuele III, who had defected.

For this, at all costs. At the same time, the coordinates on the location of Emanuele III have already been indicated. Even the temporary airports where the stopover is expected are prepared.

"It may seem like an unimportant task, but trust me. The Germans won't let us get our hands on it easily......" Barton pinched the telegram, his lips trembling with anger.

He never wanted his subordinates to die for that idiot opportunistic politician. That kind of person, maybe it's better to die. But Washington's order, he had to obey.

"Otherwise, let's go~" The cannon master who was sitting on the chair suddenly opened his mouth to a few people: "You can't draw any troops now, and it just so happens that our support forces have also arrived." ”

"Man, I promise you that you will be protected. I'll send it to you if you don't die or cripple, and I'll keep an eye on the battle here. It's not a problem to transfer some people over. ”

Eisenhower and others could only nod their heads in agreement when they heard this, and now most of the troops of the United States and the Soviet Union were being used in continuous high-intensity attacks against the German army.

It can't be drawn at all, and once the shortage of troops leads to a decrease in offensive intensity. It is likely that the sacrifices made some time ago will be in vain.

Of course, what the gun master did not say explicitly was that if he had transferred troops to protect Emanuele III, then the Chinese Wehrmacht troops responsible for attacking the German army would slow down the attack.

Although he didn't say anything about it, Eisenhower and others also understood it. There is no such thing as a free lunch. And during this time, the Wehrmacht attacked the German army.

But the Germans, apparently, did not have too much trouble on the side of the Chinese Wehrmacht. The positions they attacked, many times you can see the fighting and retreat of the two sides.

The proportion of casualties is extremely small. There seems to be a deep tacit understanding between the Germans and the Wehrmacht, but before the other Allied forces conquer the position. The positions of the Germans in the face of the Wehrmacht could not be lost.

And as soon as the other positions are lost, the positions facing the Wehrmacht will also be lost. And in the war here, the Wehrmacht behaved far more than they were gentlemen when they were to the army.

They did not harm any prisoners, nor did they harm any wounded. Search and rescue every German soldier as best you can, and then send them to the rear.

It is impossible to say that the United States and the Soviet Union did not perceive this tacit understanding. But they didn't say anything rude, after all, the Wehrmacht was indeed fighting in the normal way, and sometimes even storming.

Actually, it's good that they left. At least he can replace himself with troops who do not hesitate to fight to the death to be responsible for the attack. Barton comforted himself like this.

Every time they attacked, in fact, the pressure of charging into battle was pressed on the American and Soviet armies. The pressure on the Wehrmacht's side is minimal. The Germans calmly deployed their forces and placed the main forces on the offensive positions of the United States and the Soviet Union.

The areas to be attacked by the Wehrmacht were abandoned in preparation. As the war progressed, it became clear to the Germans that it was impossible to completely block the Allied attack.

What they can do now is to continue to use the strategic depth they have previously occupied to delay the pace of the Allied offensive. To buy Germany time for the development of weapons and the assembly of troops.

"Do we need to go and kill that bastard?!" Rundstein pinched the information and sniffed it to the generals around him. Everyone did not squeak and just looked at the German marshal.

In fact, many officers in the German army thought that it was irrelevant whether or not Emmanuele III was killed. This one is an idiot and a coward.

News has spread around the world that he had abandoned his most loyal troops and chosen to flee Italy. Mussolini called this action of Emanuele III "a shameless betrayal, a flight from the next!" ”

In fact, that's what everyone sees. Whether it's the Germans, the Italians, or the Allies. But after a certain assessment, the Allies decided that it would be useful to erect such a big sign as Emanuele III.

That's why Eisenhower and they went to protect him.

"To be honest, I'm not interested in killing an idiot like that. He's not worth the precious soldiers, and the energy. ”

Commander of Army Group North Georg. Friedrich. William. Feng. Marshal Quchler shrugged his shoulders and said, "At least, I have no interest in catching and killing such a waste coward. ”

Marshal Quchler was a traditional Junker nobleman, and even the title was among the counts. As a traditional Prussian soldier, he simply looked down on Emanuele III, who had abandoned his country and run away.

Of course, the bigger reason why he was too lazy to deal with Emanuele III was as he himself said. Because this old man is useless.

His own credibility and reputation were ruined by himself. The Allies did not know the situation in Italy, but how could Quchler and the others not know?!

All of Italy hated Emmanuele III for his decision to flee. Even the credibility of the entire Italian royal family was reduced to freezing point.

Most of the royal guards who were killed and captured were the sons of nobles or capitalists who were loyal to the royal family. Emanuele III just lied to them to block the sword, how do you keep them from being angry?!

"Kuchler, you mean that we don't have to bother with Emanuele III. Instead, concentrate on the battlefield?! "Fedor. Feng. Marshal Bock said with a frown.

"Indeed, Emanuele III was a cowardly idiot. But what we need to see is that at least for now he is useful. Erecting his signboard can still attract some people......"

"His power in Italy is completely finished. Even the strongholds established by the United States and the Soviet Union in Italy were also unlucky. I don't think this person is worth anything. Quchler shrugged his shoulders and said, "Except, of course, let him make a sign." ”

Qu Shiler's words caused a chuckle from everyone present. Since it was learned that Italy would send hundreds of thousands of troops to replenish the expeditionary force's forces and weapons.

The psychological pressure of the German generals suddenly decreased. Poland's 300,000 troops, already on the battlefield and with some success. The Germans placed them on the side of the Soviets, with whom they had mortal enemies.

At the same time, the Poles were given a certain right of autonomy in Poland. This made these Polish troops who came to the front very heroic, and they knew that they only had to show their worth.

It is not known that the Germans would gradually loosen restrictions on their homeland, and eventually Poland would break free from German control and become an ally of the Axis powers.

"Okay, don't make any noise. I don't think it makes sense to kill or not to kill someone like Emanuele III. What we need to face more now is the constant attack on us by the American and Soviet armies. ”

Rundstein looked at everyone and paused: "Montgomery's troops are basically empty, and the population of Canada is already so large. They simply can't fully replenish their forces......"

"Our main enemies now are the United States and the Soviet Union. We must make sure that we can withstand the Allied attack until Germany develops that weapon......"

When it came to business, everyone straightened their waists. Then he took out his notebook and began to record Rundstein's words with a rustle. These will serve as operational instructions and will be distributed to the various departments below.

Of course, they won't reveal all the content of the meeting. But what they need to bring is the strategic requirements of the meeting and the judgment of the battlefield situation.

The Germans were in a meeting, and Zimuden was unhappy with more than 10,000 men rushing to the landing area scheduled by Emanuele III. He really couldn't understand why he had to come and pick up this stupid man who even left his own country behind.

In his opinion, such a king was no different from a miscellaneous one. China once went through a period when the emperor and his "Lafayette" left the capital of the country in a panic and fled for their lives.

Every time he thought of this, Qi Muden's teeth itched with hatred. And when he has the opportunity to meet such a person, he can't wait to just pull out a gun and kill him!

In particular, Emanuele III, an old bastard, also participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance. This made Zimuden even more angry.

"Nimal Gobi! Lao Tzu wants to slaughter this old beast, and even wants me to pick him up and ensure his safety......" Qi Muden walked all the way in his car and scolded all the way.

The driver and adjutant on the side could only look helplessly at the angry Shangguan speechless. Qi Mudeng's spleen surname is like this, if you are upset, I will scold you directly in person.

After scolding the ball, whoever you love will go. Just now, before this guy muttered a word in front of the gun master, he was picked out by the big-footed girl. Unconvinced along the way, he could only sulk by himself.

The officers and men of the Wehrmacht all know that the closer they are, the more unkind they are. Laughing, laughing, scolding, everything. And not very familiar, the gun master is usually very polite.

The same is true for creeps. When the cannon saw the little soldier, he saluted a lot. From time to time, I patted my shoulder and tried to say a few words, helping them sort out the collar badge or something.

But for those generals, the cannon master is not so polite. It is common to slap the back of the head and kick the ** with a big foot. The closer you are, the more you get kicked.

A large group of generals are not only not ashamed, but proud. Do you think anyone can kick the old man?! It's not a kick, it's obviously a reward! It's not close to people, you want to find someone who hasn't figured it yet!

"Deputy Commander, we're already on the ground. I'm going to have the brothers put them on guard?! The car slowly stopped, and the chief of staff and the division commander came over to ask Qi Muden for instructions.

"You can just look at it, let me see that old king and eight calves! lest I can't resist killing an old wretch with one stab! Qi Muden cursed angrily.

Hearing this, Chief of Staff Zhan Zheng could only smile wryly and nodded, and then took the division commander Si Zhi to organize the troops. Si Zhi also knew that the deputy commander was in a bad mood now, so he naturally didn't dare to say anything.

He is also an old subordinate of Qi Muden, and he knows what it is like for this old chief to start a fire. For a moment he must be cut off from that Emanuele III.

Otherwise, if this deputy commander launched a demonic wind, he would really be able to slaughter that old fellow.

"Your Majesty, we are almost ......there," said Duke Aguerona, the court minister, as he approached Emanuele III.

"Okay, I see......" The tired king just nodded, still looking lost.

Seeing this, Aguerona could only sigh helplessly and bow down. As for the anger of the Italians against the royal family, he had expected it before.

For this reason, he even deliberately asked the plane to turn off the radio. The reason for this is that the location of the aircraft may be exposed. Fortunately, these pilots were all henchmen of the royal family, so they did not hesitate too much to carry out the order.

"Aguerona, do you think we can still go back to Italy......" At the moment when Aguerona turned around, Emanuele III suddenly asked.

Aguilona was stunned when he heard this, and he didn't know what to say for a while. Do you say that you can go back to Italy by waiting for others?!

He couldn't say it, and even if he did, the king wouldn't believe it. You know your own business. The king left his most loyal troops behind and left the war-torn country.

What a serious thing anyone can imagine. The prestige of the British royal family plummeted because of this incident, and even for a time there was no resistance in Britain.

The reason is that people have completely despaired of the country, and once this despair appears, then the country is close to the end. If it weren't for Churchill's long-sleeved dancing, perhaps Britain would have been out of the knockout round of the war early.

Although Britain struggled to hold on, it was still the result of strikeouts. Montgomery exhausted all the troops at hand, and he could only become a soy sauce player on the battlefield of the Soviet Union.

Aguerona didn't speak, just gave Emanuele III a chest stroking and slowly exited the cabin.

"They're coming!" Zhan Zheng lowered his binoculars, and the roar of the plane's engine was clearly audible. And the division commander Si Zhi beside him watched with a gloomy face as the plane slowly circled in the sky, and then descended towards the temporary airport......

A radius of tens of kilometers has been deployed by more than 10,000 troops, and a large number of platoon-level troops are patrolling. In order to ensure the safety of this king.

Although both Si Zhi and Zhan Zheng very much wanted to kill this Emanuele III, who had participated in the Eight-Nation Alliance, together with his deputy commander Qi Muden.

But they also know that now is not the time for them to do that.

"What the hell are you doing now?! It's been decades, and we're not in a hurry for this time! "Before they came over, Master Pao personally talked to the two of them.

"Now the Americans see that he has some effect, and when he is useless. He and his cubs, let's serve him a pot! At that time, it was time to settle the ledger for him! ”

When he said this, the gun master's mouth opened and he grinned. The white fangs of Na Sensen looked terrifying......

Wait, when the time comes, we will even serve you the pot! Si Zhi and the others couldn't help sneering in their hearts, watching the three transport planes line up and slowly descend......

This temporary airport is not large, and can only accommodate one plane to drop down at a time. They had to communicate with each other and then land under the arrangement of the tower.

The first to land, of course, was Emanuele III's plane. Although the pilot was very tired, the pilot managed to land the plane smoothly and slowly on the runway.

After the plane came to a standstill, it moved to the next hangar with the power. Their planes had been flying for so long that they had almost run out of fuel on board.

Si Zhi and the others had gloomy faces, watching Emanuele III and others get off the plane. There is no point in going up to greet him.

This kind of arrogance of the National Defense Force was completely cultivated by Tu Mengben. Yes, we can't touch you right now. But that doesn't mean I'm going to give you a good look.

If we don't kill you now, we are big-minded. But it's okay, you'll be able to jump a little more. It won't be long before you'll have to pay us back with interest.

Emanuele III's face was also not good-looking, and he himself had not visited other countries. But no one has ever neglected themselves like this.

Looking at the faces of these two people, Emanuele III easily judged that these were soldiers belonging to the Chinese National Defense Forces. Emanuele III then immediately remembered that he had attacked China as part of the Eight-Nation Alliance.

Suddenly, his face was defeated.

"Don't worry, we have no plans to kill you for the time being." Chief of Staff Zhan Zheng looked at Emanuele III coldly and said, "The order we received is to ensure your safety. 、”

Hearing this, Emanuele III's pale face finally looked better. I don't want to be killed, do I?!

"I'm sorry for what I've done in China. And I hereby ask for your forgiveness and that of your homeland......" Emanuele III barely stopped his trembling body and staggered towards Zhan Zheng and the others.

And his words still have some effect. At least Zhan Zheng and the others' faces looked better, but Zhan Zheng and the others still didn't say anything.

Just made a gesture of please for Emanuele III and the others to board the car. Several large trucks drove up to the airport to help unload the soldiers brought by Emanuele III.

And on the side, a large number of Wehrmacht soldiers looked at Emanuele III with cold eyes. The cold light in their eyes was so strong that they shuddered when they saw Emanuele III...... (To be continued.) )