Mannerheim's worries were justified, and just when his staff were a little arrogant and careless, a sudden bad news caught him off guard!

"Feng. Morality. Count Geertz refused to join us in the attack on Kouvola? Why? ”

Mannerheim didn't understand that. The German Expeditionary Force was undoubtedly the most reliable relative to the rabble at his disposal. Even if he didn't like the Germans, he had to admit that without the help of the Germans, the outcome of the Battle of Helsinki would be difficult to say.

Now, however, the Germans refused to help them attack Kouvola, which undoubtedly added considerable difficulty to the subsequent battle. The thought of using the troops at hand against the elite Red Eagles gave Mannerheim a toothache.

"To Feng. Morality. His Excellency Count Geertz called and asked them on what basis they were not taking part in the battle. ”

Mannerheim was very worried, he was very suspicious that the Germans and Russians were making dirty political dealings in private, otherwise, the appearance of the German expeditionary force would not be so strange, and those damned Germans were clamoring to fight Petrograd before, why did they suddenly change their minds now?

If this kind of political transaction is depository, then Finland must be vigilant! Mannerheim had always believed that neither the Germans nor the Russians were good birds, and in a sense the two robbers had the same ambitions for Finland.

Mannerheim is no longer the Qiu Ba who only focused on military affairs and did not care about politics. The experience of more than a year has made him deeply understand that war is always a continuation of politics. Just knowing how to fight will not solve anything!

So he was anxious to find out what the Germans really meant, but he didn't know it. The Germans are also a little confused now. Commander of the German Expeditionary Force, Rudiger. Feng. Morality. Count Geertz had been measuring the distance from Petrograd on a military map with great interest. If his troops can take advantage of the victory and pursue. I can chase the ass of the Finnish red bandit and beat it wildly. Then he has a good chance of setting a remarkable record - he will be the closest unit to Petrograd in the German Army.

This honor is not small, at least the Count himself attaches great importance to this honor, and he can't wait. But just as things were going well, the General Staff sent him an instruction that his troops must not cross the 28° meridian, that they must cease military operations west of the 28° meridian, and that they should not participate in the battle against Kovola.

Count Geertz did not understand why the 28° meridian could not be crossed. Is there any danger to the east of this meridian? Is there a Russian army over there? However, according to the results of the reconnaissance, it was empty, like Siberia in Russia.

Since there was no danger, Count Geertz could not figure it out, and immediately sent an advisory telegram to the General Staff, he wanted to know why it was better to stop at the 28th meridian, to stop at Kovola, and to hit the city of Petrograd?

To his inquiry, he replied in an unquestionably arrogant tone, and the answer was that there was no reply. The command was repeated over and over again, without any explanation or explanation.

Now the Count of Geertz is even more strange. The rigid nature of the Germans made it impossible for him to sit idly by and watch this order, and he could not even eat or sleep until he understood it. After making some connections and finding a few old friends, he vaguely inquired about the news that the cabinet seemed to have reached an agreement with the Bolsheviks that as long as the German expeditionary force did not cross the 28th meridian, then Russia would not interfere in Finland's internal affairs on a large scale.

Count Geertz was full of anger at this shit deal, he had been quite dissatisfied with some of the terms of the Treaty of Brest before, and with the advantage they had achieved on the battlefield at that time, they could easily sweep through the Russian hinterland, and it was not impossible to replicate the miracle of Napoleon's capture of Moscow.

Of course, he didn't want to make irresponsible remarks about the armistice negotiations, end the two-front operation, take the main forces out of the Russian quagmire, and go to Western Europe to kick the British and French eggs, he had no opinion at all. But at least enough of the benefits of scavenging the carcass of a polar bear, isn't it? You have to grab Ukraine, Belarus and Crimea, don't you?

And what about the Cabinet? He only ate Poland, which was already in his stomach, and by the way, he ate the three Baltic states, but returned the fat Ukraine and Belarus to the polar bears. Nima. Isn't this brain-dead!

For this result, Count Geertz was quite dissatisfied, and felt that those scum in the cabinet had once again betrayed the fruits of the bloody battles of the front-line soldiers, which was simply unforgivable! He thought that it would be enough to go through such an unappetizing thing once, and who would have thought that when his military operations in Finland were going well, the cabinet would jump out and disgust him again - the 28th degree meridian of shit, he only needs Petrograd!

In fact, Count Geertz was a bit of a mistake to blame the cabinet, and it was not just because he did not participate in the attack on Kovola because of a political deal with a certain immortal. The deeper reason is for better control of Finland. Previously, a group of Finnish soldiers and politicians, led by Mannerheim, were strongly opposed to the German Expeditionary Force, forcing the German government to agree to some less "pleasant" political conditions.

Now that the shape shì is a great thing, it is very likely that Mannerheim and these "ignorant of current affairs" will continue to advocate anti-morality, so it is necessary to let them recognize the shape of the shì. Think about it, what better thing to recognize them than a defeat on the battlefield?

It was a pity that Count Geertz was only a hill ba, he did not know politics, and instinctively disliked and resisted this order, so when Mannerheim sent someone to ask why, he poured out all the bitter water in one go. And Mannerheim, who learned the "truth" of the matter, was also shocked, but he was surprised that the Russians used what means to bring the Germans to their knees, which was completely unreasonable!

Puzzled, Mannerheim could only tell Sven Huwud that this egg pain problem should still give those so-called politicians a headache! Now what he has to do is to win this war.

"Your Excellency, as far as I know, Kovola is west of the 28th meridian. Even if it's according to that secret agreement. Your army is also free to conduct military operations. And my troops need your support! ”

Earl Geertz gave Mannerheim a sullen look and said, "I know. But the problem is that I was ordered to stop at Kouvola! ”

Mannerheim was also cunning, and said, "You were instructed not to participate in the battle of Kovora, but it was not said that you were not allowed to fight, and I think you can carry out this order with complete flexibility!" ”

Count Geertz was a little moved, but years of military education and training made him dare not disobey the orders of his superiors, even if he couldn't wait in his heart, he could only endure it.

Mannerheim added, "I think you can call your superiors." Let's just say that I and the Finnish government strongly ask you to join the war! ”

"That's okay!" Count Geertz decided to give it a try, and he thought it would be convincing to throw the Finnish Provisional Government and Mannerheim out as a shield.

A reply from the General Staff, which had always been at odds with the Cabinet, soon came, and the telegram did not say yes or no, but only took the trouble to emphasize that the 28th meridian should not be crossed, and that he should cooperate fully with Mannerheim in maintaining peace and stability in Finland.

Count Geertz was old-fashioned, but not stupid, and this official telegram was actually hinting that he could take part in the battle of Kovola, if the cabinet asked. Use Mannerheim as a pretext.

Count Geertz was relieved and satisfied. Although he still can't cross the warp of that shit, it's more than enjoyable to be able to fight one more battle, at least he's not as idle and bored as the other troops on the Eastern Front.

The battle of Kouvola soon began, and with the support of the German troops, the White Army of Mannerheim entered the city without much effort, and the resistance of the Red Guards was rather weak, and they almost turned around and fled after just a few hasty shots.

This kind of battle disappointed Count Geertz, who was not at all addicted to it, and felt that the order from above not to cross the 28th meridian was too stupid. With the appearance of the Finnish Red Guards, he can reach Petrograd without waiting for the Russian army to enter Finland, and it is unpleasant to end the battle in such a hurry!

Earl Geertz was not alone in his troubles, as were his officers and enlisted men, such as his right-hand man, Von Geertz. Colonel Brandenstin, the colonel's troops all over the country thought that the Russians had nothing to fear, and that it was only cool that the German flag had been raised in Petrograd on the Hermitage Square.

Of course, von. Even if Colonel Brandensteen was dissatisfied, he did not dare to openly disobey the orders of his superiors, and at most he played a dozen side balls on a small scale. After taking Kovola, they marched in the direction of Vyborg with the Finnish White Army.

Along the way, the Red Guards fled from the wind, and they advanced to the vicinity of Lappeenranta, north of Vyborg. The city is not far from Vyborg, less than 50 kilometers in a straight line on the map. It can be said that it has arrived under the nose of Vyborg.

And the city of Lappeenranta is located near the 28th meridian, which runs just a few kilometres east of the city. According to the agreement reached between Li Xiaofeng and the Germans, the German expeditionary force could not cross this meridian line. And now, von. Colonel Brandensteen and his vanguard stopped at the meridian and sighed as they looked at Lappeenranta, a few kilometers ahead.

"Colonel, can we really only spend the night in this small village?" Feng. Colonel Brandensteen's adjutant asked unhappily.

The city is not far ahead, you can have a comfortable hotel, you can have a warm Finnish girl, you can also have a good Finnish vodka, and it is best to soak in a comfortable Finnish bath. How enjoyable is this!

And now, they can only watch their Finnish comrades-in-arms enjoy this qiē, but they can only stupidly squat in a small village and play in the mud, what is this?

Feng. Colonel Brandensteen was also not pleased, and sighed: "This is an order! We are soldiers and must obey! ”

But his adjutant was still very upset, and argued: "This order is completely unreasonable, Colonel, the brothers have been fighting for more than a month, and they all want to have a good rest...... What about entering Lappeenranta? The Red Guards and the Russians are gone, as long as we keep a low profile, what impact can we have? ”

Feng. Colonel Brandensteen thought about it, and was quite moved by this, there are good days waiting ahead, who wants to squat in the countryside and play in the mud? After thinking about it, he agreed to the adjutant's request, but warned, "Then go into the city." But let the lads keep a low profile. Don't be ostentatious! ”

That being said. But he felt from the bottom of his heart that it didn't matter if he was public, what if he crossed the 28-degree meridian a little? The Russians don't see it again, and the Finns don't say anything if they see it!

With such an idea, at the warm invitation of the Finnish White Army, von . Colonel Brandensteen led his lads into Lappeenranta with a happy ride, and had a great time.

But as the old saying goes, happiness begets sadness. Feng. Colonel Brandensteen did not take agreements and orders seriously. It's definitely a bad start. Under the leadership of his commander, the German Expeditionary Force did not take the 28th meridian seriously at all. Calling friends and friends to go to Lappeenranta to spend and rest, it was quite hilarious!

This time, however, they hit the muzzle of their guns, and Kuusinen's Red Guards had run out and retreated to Vyborg. But this does not mean that the arrogance of the Germans will not be detected. Our lovely Sukhoi classmate and his old buddy Hemstra stabbed this qiē in the air.

"There's German troops moving down there!" Hemstella in the back seat shouted at Sukhoi, "Fly low!" ”

As the altitude slowly dropped, the German flag raised on the roof of the best hotel in Lappeenranta was very conspicuous, and the crowds of German GIs below who were drinking, dancing and hooking up with their sisters, a fool would come to a correct conclusion.

"Fly steady!" The old man shouted again, and leaned out with all his might. Raise your Leica camera and shoot at the scene below.

This is a new hobby that the old man has only recently discovered, and playing photography in the air is undoubtedly more enjoyable than on the ground. As long as your hands are steady and your movements are fast enough, you are sure to take great pictures.

"Where did the plane come from?" Standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows of the hotel's best suite in a bathrobe, Feng. Colonel Brandensteen asked, pointing to the sky.

The slightly drunk adjutant blushed, he looked at it with half-squinted eyes, and guessed: "It should be our reconnaissance plane, right?" As far as I know, the Red Guards did not have planes! ”

Feng. Colonel Brandensteen listened with his ears pricked up, and the experience of the battlefield told him that the sound of the engines did not sound like that of German airplanes, and he strode up to the balcony, stretched his neck and put his hands on the pergola to look out.

I saw that the plane was constantly circling around the hotel as an axis, turning around several times, and there was no intention of leaving. Even more strange is that the plane did not have any identifying marks on the wings, and the striking Iron Cross was not visible. Instead, the wings were spray-painted with cartoon images of two big-headed dolls.

"What is this?" Feng. Colonel Brandensteen asked, pointing to the cartoon doll sign.

The adjutant is also Zhang Er's monk is confused, he generally knows the identification marks of the air forces of various countries, but it is the first time he has seen such a unique symbol, he guessed: "Probably a civil aircraft, right?" ”

"Civil aircraft?"

To this answer von. Colonel Brandensteen didn't quite believe that there was a ghost civilian plane in Finland, and this plane was very similar to the British Avro 504, and it didn't look like his own person no matter how you looked at it.

Feng. Brandenstine, of course, could not have imagined that Sukhoi, on the instructions of a certain immortal, had removed the original identification mark from the plane and replaced it with his own personal hobby, and this obscene Lolicon had painted the image of Darjeeling in his mind on the wings, and gave his car a resounding name - the Flying Darjeeling!

Hemsstra said that he was powerless to complain about the name, and his hobby for someone was even more contemptuous, but the contempt of outsiders could not save Sukhoi's addiction, this lewd man obsessively touched the image of the girl on the wing, and said shamelessly: "My daughter must be like this in the future!" ”

The corners of the old man's mouth twitched, and he complained in his heart: "With your virtue, it's not easy to find a wife...... And with your honor, what a wonderful daughter you will have born! ”

After the last lap in the air, when the old man put away his camera contentedly, Sukhoi decided to fly the flying Darjeeling to meet the von Darjeeling. Colonel Brandensteen said hello. The Darjeeling swooped down with a roar, firing at full power, sweeping away the German devils below who were excited to climb the ladder.

In particular, the eye-catching German flag was taken care of by him, and it was beaten into honeycomb coal in minutes. Poor Feng. If Colonel Brandensteen hadn't been thrown to the ground by the adjutant, he would have died on the spot!

After flying in a beautiful figure-eight shape in the air, the flying Darjeeling wagged its tail and turned back, leaving only a pile of chicken feathers in the German, flailing helplessly at the sky.

"What, you were strafed by the Russian Air Force, and you suffered heavy casualties?" Far away in Kovola, Count Geertz received a message from von Gertz. When Colonel Brandensteen called, he first expressed disbelief, "Can you be sure?" ”

Feng. Colonel Brandensteen had already been a smoker, having fought from Poland to Latvia, and from Latvia to Finland, and his staff had not yet suffered such heavy losses, and several staff officers, as well as four regiment commanders and battalion commanders, as well as some of the combat heroes, did not die in the trenches, but fell on the dance floor!

This way of dying was simply an insult to a glorious imperial soldier. Enraged Feng. Colonel Brandensteen roared at his superiors on the phone: "Definitely Russians, the Finnish Red Guards have no air force, no planes!" This is what the Russians did, absolutely nothing wrong! Your Excellency, I ask you to allow me to avenge the death of my comrades, and I must let the polar bear pay for it with blood! ”

Count Geertz was also quite angry at this news, he had already had enough, and immediately drafted a strongly worded telegram overnight, asking the headquarters to grant him permission to continue the offensive in the direction of Petrograd, so as to avenge the tragic death of the imperial soldiers!

However, the angry Earl Geertz would never have imagined that his telegram of protest and petition had not yet been sent, but was questioned by the cabinet and scolded a dog's blood scolder: "Who let your troops cross the 28th degree meridian, who let your troops enter Lappeenranta." Your Excellency, do you know what a catastrophe this reckless act has brought to the Empire! Now, Your Majesty and Your Excellency the Prime Minister strongly ask you to correct this mistake at once, withdraw from Lappeenranta immediately, and pledge to strictly abide by the orders of your superiors in the future! (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you to the bad boy dragon god, the second kill potato and Comrade Juventus!