Two days ago.

Berlin, underground research institute, war room.

With his hands behind his back, the Holy General stared at the map of the theater of operations hanging on the wall, his brows furrowed.

After Siegfried got rid of the arrogant and blind Führer, he became the new leader of the Third Reich.

Although the process was not smooth, there were many opponents - after all, the Austrian mustache had no other strengths, and the brainwashing was indeed very good, and there were many die-hard fans.

"A bunch of idiots who don't think, they just blindly obey. Where can they see the future of the empire clearly! ”

The Holy General sneered.

"Thankfully, you're on my side, Guderian, so that I won't be left alone."

He turned to look at the stern man fiddling with the military sandbox.

The other party's name, "Heinz Wilhelm Guderian", nicknamed "Imperial Eagle", is an excellent general who can be on a par with Manstein and Rommel.

It was this man who helped the Holy General stabilize the situation and not let the great empire fall apart.

"I once reminded him that it would be foolish to use armored troops to attack the well-defended Kursk."

Guderian said expressionlessly.

"But the Führer always likes to act according to his own ideas, he does not have any strategic vision, he does not understand military command at all, and his talent in this area is even inferior to art painting."

The Holy General nodded approvingly, both he and Guderian had been naïve enough to think that the Führer would be able to take the Third Reich in a better direction.

Unfortunately, it turned out that Austrian hillbilly was not good.

"We all want to build a stronger, better empire. Now, here's your chance. ”

The Holy General said eagerly.

He regarded Guderian as an ally, and it was well known that the German general was at odds with the Führer.

The other side once openly disobeyed the orders of the Supreme Leader of the Third Reich, refused to shoot Soviet prisoners of war, and was unwilling to be the executioner of the massacre of civilians.

Even in the Battle of Moscow, in order to preserve the strength of the army and the lives of the soldiers, he made a move to insist on retreating despite the instructions of the Berlin side.

As a result, the Führer was furious and directly removed Guderian from his post and put him in reserve.

But the black humor is that after the crushing defeat at Stalingrad, the conceited Führer had to reactivate the other side.

The Third Reich could not do without Guderian, and there was no one to replace him.

This is the consensus of many people.

After all, after Manstein was dismissed and Rommel committed suicide by poisoning, there was no better choice.

"What are we going to do next, Guderian, then?"

The Holy General asked humbly.

Although he also graduated from the military academy, in terms of strategic vision and command ability, he is far inferior to the serious man in front of him.

"The empire is already in shambles, and it will be difficult for us to recover our inferiority. Luckily, you've created three 'battleship-class' Aryan Supermen. ”

Guderian thought seriously and said in a deep voice: "So far, they are invincible weapons. ”

"So, I propose to launch three attacks with three "battleship classes" as the core"

"We can form three battle groups – led by Sieglinder, Siegmund and Siegfried."

The holy general listened attentively, he had long been thinking about expanding the strategic advantage of the Third Reich.

It was only stumped by the supporters of the old school and the Führer, leaving the Allies with a chance to develop.

"Send Siegrinde to the northwest and launch a surprise attack on Belgium along the coastline. You know, Moder's pockets in the Ruhr area have recently been broken, and many German soldiers are being held in nearby concentration camps, so that they can continue to advance after they are freed and try to destroy the supplies of the Western Allies in Belgium. ”

Guderian gestured on the map and said calmly and wisely: "Sending Sigmund to the east will not give the Soviet army any chance to regain its strength, they are stubborn enemies and a great danger to the empire." ”

"At the same time, let Siegfried carry out precision strikes on the oil fields of Romania and Ploiest to regain some of the industrial heartlands and the most important fuel storage sites."

"In this way, the empire will be able to stabilize from the brink of collapse, and the Western Allies will not be able to launch a counteroffensive for the time being—as long as we can get a little respite, we can slowly try to clean up the mess."

For Guderian's opinion, the holy general took it seriously.

He asked the other side to carefully formulate a combat policy, and then ended the conversation.

"What do you think, Baron?"

When Guderian left the war room, the Holy General asked aloud as he faced the compartment.

A yin owl man wearing monocles slowly appeared.

"Guderian had a good idea, but he overlooked one point."

The yin owl man, who was an observer, showed a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth, and said softly: "The Allies have also obtained the 'blood of Woden', and it won't be long before they can master the biotechnology to make Aryan Superman!" ”

"The one who can't afford to delay time is the Empire. Only by being the first to strike, to destroy the enemy, to nibble the threat in the cradle – only then can we find a glimmer of life. ”

The holy general was silent and did not immediately express his position.

He was just a scientist and had no experience as the leader of an empire.

Even three "battleship-class" Aryan supermen obey their own words.

However, it is still very difficult to completely control a country by virtue of power and force.

The old guards of the army, the loyal supporters of the Führer and the partisans, they will not tolerate a guy who hides in a laboratory and rarely sets foot on the battlefield to sit in the position of leader.

What's more, political struggles and blank checks, these are not the strong points of the holy general.

Therefore, in order to stabilize the situation, he first contacted Guderian and regarded the famous German general as the first ally to win over.

But that's not enough!

Political forces had to be involved in order to silence Berlin once and for all.

So, the holy general thought of Hydra.

Originally, with the fall of the Red Skull and the fall of the headquarters, this huge organization should have collapsed.

But the outcome of things is often beyond most people's expectations.

The Red Skull's forces were wiped out, and the other factions took over most of the resources, leaving the Strategic Science Corps as an empty shell.

This tenacious organization has not weakened, but has grown stronger.

"Holy General, I must warn you."

The yin owl man pulled out a chair and sat down, crossed Erlang's legs and said, "We helped you clear the way and throw all those who have opposing opinions into prison." ”

"Guderian can't convince the old-fashioned diehards, and he can't get the army to do your bidding, all thanks to Hydra."

"General, how much of your 'Worden Blood' is left? I remember that the female spy, whose real name was Stephanie, blew up a production factory before escaping, and your researchers were killed and wounded, and the decipherment of that ancient document came to a standstill. ”

"You're running out of time. Without the help of Hydra, the Third Reich would sooner or later be disintegrated by the Allies. ”

Every word of the yin owl man was like an awl piercing deep into the heart of the holy general.

He still maintained a cold expression, but his attitude was not as stiff as before, and he said in a slow tone: "Then Baron Straker, please let me tell me, what is the price?" ”

"Let the Third Reich be covered with the banner of Hydra!"

The yin owl man smiled.

"And, make us an Aryan superman."

"As long as you do this, you will be an ally of Hydra, and we will also put you on the throne of power under the ass."

A hint of vigilance rose in the Holy General's eyes, and the related technology of "Worden's Blood" was his only bargaining chip.

No matter what, you can't hand it over easily.

"Don't worry, General. I have no intention of coveting the 'Brude' transformation technology, I just want a superman. ”

The yin owl man clapped his palms, and a tall man wearing a mask stepped out of the compartment.

"This is my latest masterpiece. He has a strong will, a strong physique - and more importantly, he is extremely loyal to the Empire and to Hydra! ”

The tall man's eyes were hollow, and when he saw the Yin Owl man giving a command, he immediately raised his arms and shouted, "Long live the Hydra!" ”