"Hey, Ernst, you're back."

Before returning to their position, Richthofen and Elena were already waiting for Wang Weiyi there. Richthofen holds a bottle of wine in his hand:

"Ernst, look what I've brought."

Although Wang Weiyi drinks well, he is not very interested in drinking, but he can't soothe the excitement of Richthofen.

And Elena's arrival also made Wang Weiyi a little surprised.

Bringing them into his tent, Wang Weiyi asked people to bring a few cups: "Is the war over?" Are you so free to inspect my position? ”

"What else can we do on this damn rainy day?" Richthofen opened the bottle and poured it into three glasses: "The great Baron Alexon, who captured an entire regiment of the French in less than twenty men. But if I had been very surprised before, and now that I'm used to it, what else Baron Alexon couldn't do? Take a drink for your victory. ”

"And for your victory, Scarlet Baron." Wang Weiyi said with a smile.

"Aha, the Red Baron? I love the name! Although the fuselage had been painted red, no one had ever called Richthofen "Red Baron", and the nickname immediately made him very excited: "What about you? What do people call you? The demons of the Somme? Ah, that's not a loud name. ”

Looking at the two men, a smile tugged at the corner of Elena's mouth.

What a great German officer. With such a person, will the moral will still fail?

"Elena, why are you here? Could it be that the Military Intelligence Directorate is also so idle now? Wang Weiyi asked with some curiosity.

Elena took a sip of wine, a little helpless: "Since Prince Joachim entered the Intelligence Bureau, my position has undergone some subtle changes, and Nikolai no longer needs me to be in charge of specific intelligence matters, but has given me some very comfortable and inconsequential tasks to do. For example, if I organize my papers, no one will even bother if I don't go to work for a few days. In Germany, a woman doesn't need to be very capable, not to mention that Nikolai has long since distrusted me because of you. ”

"Isn't that good?" Richthofen didn't care at all: "That lowly guy Nikolai doesn't have to pay attention to him at all, Prince Joachim won't stay in the intelligence bureau all the time, when Elena came to the 2nd Hunting Squadron on official business, heard that I was coming to see you, and came with him." ”

It seems that Elena has been put in a dispensable appearance in the Military Intelligence Bureau, but this is good, at least it can avoid the embarrassment of the conflict between Wang Weiyi and the Military Intelligence Bureau in the future.

Elena pretended to be casual and took out a small box: "Ernst, when I went to the Eighth Army a few days ago, I got such a gadget from them, it is said that this was once worn by the skeleton from Marshal Mackensen of the hussar regiment when he was the commander, I asked for it, I think you will like it." ”

Wang Weiyi took it with some curiosity, opened it and found that the box contained a skull badge.

German Field Marshal, "Death Hussar", Master of Breakthrough Tactics, Medalist of the Order of the Blue Max, Conqueror of Serbia and Romania August von Mackensen!

This gift is precious, and it is by no means a "gadget" that Elena said.

"Thank you, Elena." Wang Weiyi said solemnly.

Richthofen smiled: "Hey, Ernst, don't listen to Elena. Colonel José of the Eighth Army regarded this badge as his treasure, and if it weren't for Elena's hard work, Colonel José would never give up their old regimental commander's badge. ”

Eleanor's face flushed.

Yes, she had to admit that it had taken a great deal of effort to get the badge from Colonel José, and she knew that Daunst would like it.

Wang Weiyi nodded gratefully to Elena, and everything was silent.

He wore the skull badge around his neckline, which added a special touch to his temperament. This badge, which witnessed Marshal Mackensen's brilliant achievements, actually looked so appropriate on Wang Weiyi's neckline, as if it was born specially customized for him.

Richthofen had a flash of inspiration in his mind and blurted out:

"Skeleton Baron!"

"What?" Wang Weiyi and Elena didn't hear clearly for a while.

Richthofen's face turned red and he said excitedly: "You call me the Red Baron, look at Ernst Eppe with this badge, 'Skeleton Baron' Ernst Aleksen von Brem!" ”

Skeleton Baron? The name doesn't have any pejorative connotations in the eyes of Westerners, and it sounds a bit medieval.

"Hey, for the sake of the Skull Baron Ernst Aleksen von Brem!" Richthofen raised his glass high.

"For the sake of the skeleton baron Ernst Alexen von Brem!" Elena smiled and raised her glass.

From this time on, Wang Weiyi had a new nickname:

Skeleton Baron!

This nickname, which began with the "Red Baron" Richthofen, was bound to resound in the German army.

What a shock it will be to the enemy when the "Red Baron" Richthofen appears in the sky and the "Skull Baron" Ernst Braem appears on the ground!

It's a pity that Rommel and Manstein are not here now, otherwise they would have been happy with Ernst Brem's new nickname.

Richthofen, who was a very emotional man, walked out of the tent in high spirits, and then said loudly to the soldiers of the supplementary battalion:

"Hey, warriors who have stunned your enemies, please call your captain Baron Skeleton from now on."

The soldiers were stunned, and then they realized what Richthofen meant, and everyone could not help cheering.

Baron Skeleton – Hooray!

Elena looked at the cheering soldiers and whispered, "Ernst, the fanatical popularity you have received among your soldiers is astonishing, and in my memory, only a general with great military achievements can be treated like this. ”

"I'm not a general, I'm just an ordinary person." Wang Weiyi didn't think there was anything remarkable: "I fought with my soldiers and bled together, that's all." ”

There was a strangeness in Elena's eyes, such a man was undoubtedly fascinating.

Elena had a large number of suitors around her, many of whom were nobles with titles greater than Ernst's, but compared to Ernst Brem, Elena felt that none of them had any bright spots.

Maybe he really liked Ernst Bramm, the Skull Baron.