Just when the United States was rushing to support Britain, German tanks had swept across the west coast of France, and 70,000 British soldiers were captured without much resistance.

At this time, the front fenders of the tanks of the 1st Panzer Division of the German Panzer Forces, which was closest to Paris, were already less than 20 kilometers from the center of the French capital. De Gaulle prevented a slight resistance, and 2 B1 tanks attempted to attack the German tank units on the flank, but the alert German reconnaissance team spotted the ambush circle and called for Stuka in the air to destroy the French tanks and kill the 20 French soldiers in ambush around them.

In Germany's capital, near the outskirts, people are waiting in line to fill out the registration form so that they can join the invincible German army and help their people expand their territory. The citizens who came to sign up were inexplicably fanatical about the Greater German Party and the great Führer Accardo Rudolf, and they were willing to put their hands on the flag and swear allegiance to the great Führer and to the country.

It can be described as a crowded place, and it is not inferior to the British sailors' registration office. This nation, called Germany, was no less superior than the British, and they were willing to give their lives for their homeland, and they were willing to forge German swords for the German plow.

This is also the foundation of Germany's invincibility, and it is also the driving force of Germany's strength and prosperity. One by one, the young men filled out their forms and walked to the truck next to them, and when the truck was full, someone took them away, and what awaited them was 60 days of hard training, and these people had to shoot at least 300 rounds of ammunition before they could leave the boot camp and be assigned to the troops on the front line to fight for the motherland and honor.

Although this kind of accelerated training is quite loose compared to the Wehrmacht years, it is still one of the most stringent training standards on the European continent, compared to the main force of the British is nothing more than this standard, while the French only have two weeks of training for later mobilization, and the Italians are even more demanding......

So even these later reinforcements are enough to be called elite infantry, but compared with the veterans who have experienced the battles of Poland and Belgium, these recruits are a little immature. As long as they can survive the first few days of the war, then these soldiers can immediately exert their strong combat effectiveness and become warriors under the Führer.

With no end in sight, the line suddenly stopped squirming slowly, and in front of the desk in the recruiting office, an old man of about 55 years old, pressed the edge of the table with one hand, and a slender Mauser Model 1898 rifle in the other.

"Old man, this is the conscription office, don't come to make trouble at your age...... an officer in charge of conscription said with a smile: "You have also seen that we only need unemployed men between the ages of 16 and 40, and you are at least 50 years old, we really can't accept it......"

"What's the matter? I don't want to take care of one person's food, old man, I don't have any ability, and I go into battle to kill people, that's the ancestor of you children who haven't grown up!" The old man had a fiery temper, slapped the table and shouted loudly: "When I beat the British with this old fellow, you were just born!"

As he spoke, he shook the old Mauser rifle in his hand, with a look of pride and pride, because he was usually well maintained, and when he spoke, he was full of energy. It seems that even this simple pergola of the conscription office has to be lifted.

"Old man, don't make trouble, I know you've fought, but what years have you been here, did you chase the car or the tank?" a young man who was lining up behind the old man also persuaded.

"Young man. My old man has no other skills, he has beaten the British and received state subsidies to live, and he will not do anything but kill people. The old man sighed and said, "I just don't want my skills to be wasted like this......"

"Look at what you said, what other skills can you have, give us a performance, and we will also open our eyes. The young officer from the recruiting office said with a smile.

The middle-aged officer on the side, who had not spoken, frowned, and finally opened his mouth, but instead of speaking to the old man, he taught the young officer a lesson: "How do you speak? Do you remember what the Führer said to us? Stand up and recite it to me!"

"Yes!" the young officer immediately put away his arrogance, stood upright and began to recite the Führer's admonition to the recruiting office: "Since I became the Führer of Germany, I have not dared to despise the heroes of the world, I have not dared to forget the great trust of the people, and I have not dared to deceive the heroes of the country. When you go to recruit elite soldiers for the empire, you must not be contemptuous, you must not be arrogant, you must not take the wishes of others, and you must not laugh at the will of fools. ”

The old man nodded and smiled, "Let you see what I can do, and then give me the form to enlist in the army." ”

He laughed and stepped on the bolt of the rifle with his foot, and with a click the bolt was pulled open, and the chamber was rust-free, as if it were brand new. I didn't see how the old man moved, but with a slight kick from his toes, he closed the bolt and let the bullet go up against the chamber.

He lifted the rifle in his right hand, which had been eliminated a long time ago, but was kept as good as new, and the spear drew a beautiful circle in the air and fell into the hands of the old man. The old man didn't aim either, the spear poked forward, and the sound of a gunshot, "Bah!", hit the flagpole of a building in the distance, which was dusty and swaying, attracting countless people in the long queue behind to applaud.

The old man didn't speak, his right hand was wiped sharply from the position of the trigger, and the second bullet was loaded with a click, and the strong and powerful hand was as steady as a rock, his face was slightly offset, and the gunfire started again. "Bah!", the bullet hit the same roof flagpole almost 300 meters away, and once again splashed a cloud of white ash, shaking the flagpole.

"Good!" more people applauded, and the cheering caused the nearby people who heard the gunshots and stopped to watch craned their necks. Even the young officer, who had just been arrogant, stared at him and was speechless.

"Old man, you can do it well!" The middle-aged officer smiled and clapped his hands: "This is a downtown area, or don't shoot casually, it is estimated that the police will come in a while." ”

"At first, I was embarrassed to say that I was afraid that you would say that I was bragging. On the poster behind you, the bearded man with a sniper rifle, he's my son!" The old gentleman said loudly with pride in his voice, pointing to the poster posted on the wall at the recruiting office to build momentum.

"The old gentleman is the father of that sniper genius?" Rao is a middle-aged officer, and he was also shocked in his heart, and asked, "The father of the man who killed 210 enemy soldiers?"

"genius. The old man snorted and laughed, with a look of disdain: "Isn't it that I taught it by hand? ”

This is obviously bragging, and the middle-aged officer didn't poke it, and said with a smile: "If the old gentleman doesn't dislike it, please follow me to talk about it in detail." The Führer once said that a thousand troops are easy to get and a general is hard to find, and it is a pity for the old man to go to the front line, if he can teach this skill to the soldiers of the empire, wouldn't everyone be able to wear Yang in a hundred steps?"

The officer walked around his desk and immediately pulled the old man towards the open-top car parked not far away, saying something as he went, causing envy from the people lining up behind him to join the army.

Looking at the crowd behind him, the young officer blushed and coughed lightly, and continued his work head-on. However, because of the old man's "play", the scene of saving his life became more and more enthusiastic, and the team behind still couldn't see the tail of the row, and the crowd was lively.

The other recruiting office is overcrowded compared to the lively recruiting office. This recruiting office recruited young and old workers with skilled skills, and it was true that Germany was much inferior in navigation compared to the vast number of sailor families in England, but Germany had a strong industrial base and was once shackled, so there were many workers who remained in the market without work.

Some of the old skilled workers who had already retired asked to return to their posts, whether it was teaching new apprentices or helping out, they had to contribute to the rise of the empire in any way. With the enthusiastic application of these people, it did not seem difficult for the Führer to complete Germany's plan to double its industrial output in 1938.

Just when the crowd queuing outside the registration point was boiling, and when the development of Germany was in full swing, a telegram flew to the telegraph room of the presidential palace like wings, and was finally placed on the desk of Führer Accardo.

Accardo frowned and picked up the telegram, which began in Italy, glanced at it and threw it aside with a wry smile. Augustus, who was beside him, picked up the telegram and looked at it, and was stunned by the Führer's uncertain prophet.

The text is clearly written: 32 Italian divisions fought an unprecedented battle with 16 French divisions at the border, and the Italian troops were finally defeated by the French, and after retreating to the border, the French army was forced by logistical pressures and the crisis situation in the capital to pursue the defeated Italian troops.

"That's what you're expecting! Augustus and Accardo also had wry smiles, put the telegram back on the table, and asked, "Then according to the Führer's meaning, how should we deal with this Italy with such a weak fighting force?"

"What should be given, still has to be given. Accardo said helplessly: "I'm more worried about the problems on the French side than on the Italian side." ”