As everyone came up with their own ideas, the whole meeting became more and more chaotic, and various theories emerged one after another. However, there was no theory that could truly withstand scrutiny.
Seeing the quarrel among the people present, Sickert sighed. Originally, he wanted to gather everyone's wisdom and study Pétain's tactics. Now it seems that the height gap may not be made up by quantity. Pétain,
This famous French general who once led to Germany's defeat in World War I has reached a terrifying level of tactical height.
Although he was very reluctant, Sickert had to admit that he could not see through Pétain's strategy. Until now, Sickert had not figured out how Pétain used 60,000 French troops to produce a force of 100,000.
Gently putting his favorite, light blue glossy pen into the drawer, Sickert decided that it was time to summarize this chaotic meeting.
As Sickert bent his index finger and knocked on the desk, the argument in the conference room stopped. Sickert, who had been sitting behind the desk from the beginning, stood up slowly: "It's a pity, but we look like
It is impossible to figure out the methods of this French opponent within today. Judging from the casualty report sent by Steve, the number of French troops present in the Ruhr Industrial Zone will not be less than 30,000. Steve's hand
The troops here cannot hold on for too long on the vast border of the Ruhr Industrial Zone. Now it seems that the French army's breakthrough is only a matter of time!"
Looking at the silent crowd, Sickert waved his hands to the two guards at the door in disappointment, indicating that they could inform the adjutants outside the office to be ready to pick up the officers leaving the meeting. Sickert finally
After all, we can only announce with regret: "Everyone, we don't have much time. Now, we must make a decision. Even if this decision is wrong! We must also make a decision. Time no longer allows us to delay it.
Already."
Hearing this, Zhang Chengtian smiled bitterly. He understood that he, the teacher, was ready and ready to meet a result. Whether it was success or failure!
"Boom!" Sickert made a fist with his right hand and hit it heavily on the desk. The pure white ceramic cup from the East that contained black coffee on the corner of the table shook rapidly.
The black coffee was also spilled on the mahogany-colored tabletop, which was particularly conspicuous.
Sickert didn't pay attention to the ceramic cup he had always liked, and he didn't care about the coffee spilled on the table. Everyone's attention was attracted by Sickert's rare excitement.
"At this point, we have no retreat. Since the war has begun, we can only strive for victory with all our strength. I will let the 117th and 118th regiments of the Wehrmacht stationed behind the Rhine River under the name of the SS
Support the Ruhr." Sickert made his decision in one breath, and then added word for word: "I will bear all the responsibilities, and everyone here can just give my orders."
Major General Coren shouted with surprise: "Sickert, you are crazy! If you mobilize the National Defense Forces, the nature of the conflict will become a national war. You will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history." In shock, no one
It was noticed that Major General Coren, who always pays attention to the titles of superiors and subordinates, forgot to call Sickert a general, and instead called him by his first name.
Doyle, who was still arguing with Lieutenant Colonel Colen just now, also advised: "Yes, once the Wehrmacht is mobilized, General Sickert will be the criminal responsible for causing the war. This responsibility is too heavy. Colonel Reinhardt, you also help
Advise…”
Everyone originally hoped that Zhang Chengtian, a disciple of Sickert, could persuade Sickert who was preparing to mobilize the National Defense Forces to participate in the war. But when everyone thought of the colonel who had been silent since just now, everyone was surprised to find that,
, Zhang Chengtian was still in the mood, taking out the paper towels on the table one after another, and wiping the spilled coffee on the table.
Co-author: He didn't listen carefully from the beginning! This guy actually still has time to do his job as a cleaner at this time!
"Colonel Reinhardt, isn't it the time for cleaning now?" Lieutenant Colonel Doyle, who just mentioned Zhang Chengtian, asked with an embarrassed look on his face: "You should have heard what we just said, right?"
Zhang Chengtian, who had just wiped the mahogany tabletop, crumpled the wet toilet paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can on the right side of Doyle.
Then, Zhang Chengtian pulled two more papers from the paper, wiped his hands and said: "I was wiping the table just now, and I didn't...I didn't forget to listen to your discussion. To be honest, it was very good, really."
The eager Major General Coren couldn't stand it any longer, pulled Doyle away and shouted: "Colonel Reinhardt, now we should focus all our attention on the war in the Ruhr. In any case, wiping the tabletop is not enough."
Nothing should be done at this time."
"Oh." Zhang Chengtian thought for a while, and this statement seemed to be very reasonable. Then he immediately said angrily: "What do you mean, it's great to be reasonable. What I don't like to talk about the most is reason..."
Now it was Kelen's turn to be stunned. After all, he had always been dealing with strict Germans. This was the first time that Kelen had encountered such a nonsense like Zhang Chengtian.
Colen's words seemed reasonable, but they had the opposite effect to the advice. When he was studying in the past, Zhang Chengtian was very disgusted with similar advice from his parents. He should focus all his energy on studying and try not to do anything related to studying.
Irrelevant things.
I'm not a robot, and I don't have only one function. It's hard to refute if I'm a parent, not to mention you, Colen, are not my parents.
Poor Colen has become a punching bag for Chang Cheng Tian when he recalls his miserable childhood.
"Ahem!" Sickert glanced seriously at this crooked disciple, "Reinhardt, let's get down to business. Also, it seems that you haven't expressed your opinion yet. Come on, say it now."
Zhang Chengtian scratched his head in embarrassment and said a shocking speech: "Actually, I can see through Petain's methods. It's all because of your good guidance, teacher..."
"What did you say?" Sickert couldn't believe his ears. Could it be that this kid had really seen through Petain's tactics?
"I said, it all depends on your teaching skills, teacher." Seemingly not understanding the key point that Sickert wanted to hear, Zhang Chengtian replied diligently.
Sickert, who has always been elegant, couldn't help but cursed: "Don't talk nonsense to me, I asked you about the previous sentence."
After enjoying a small sense of pride, Zhang Chengtian did not sell out any more, "Yes, I may have discovered Petain's method by accident."
Zhang Chengtian walked behind Sickert's desk, took out the light blue pen that Sickert had just put in the drawer, pointed at the notes Sickert put on the table, and marked out a few words: "Everyone, please take a look.
, when I was wiping the desktop just now, I accidentally discovered that these keywords in the records made by the teacher were very interesting."
After finishing speaking, Zhang Chengtian outlined in front of a group of generals "one hundred thousand French and Belgian allied troops", "no less than 20,000 French troops each", and "at least 30,000 French troops are needed to launch an offensive."
Seeing this, Colen, who had just been contradicted by Zhang Chengtian, clapped his hands excitedly: "So it turns out that the strength of the French army has not increased. Instead, it has mobilized the Belgian Allied Forces to coordinate the attack on the Ruhr Industrial Zone. In this way, Pétain has
We can have more than 40,000 troops to attack the Ruhr."
Faced with Colen's understanding, Zhang Chengtian shook his head and said: "I thought so at first, but then quickly rejected this possibility. The Belgian army's combat effectiveness is not high, and it is impossible to attack the SS in the Ruhr Industrial Zone.
There is a threat to the army. After just checking the casualty rate of the two SS highland positions, I am more inclined to think that the Belgian army was transferred to siege the highlands."
"But the report isn't...?" Colen said doubtfully.
"The report said that there were 20,000 French troops besieging the high ground, right?" Zhang Chengtian said with a smile that he thought was incomprehensible (everyone thought he had a face cramp).
"It all depends on the inspiration the teacher just gave me." Zhang Chengtian lost no time in showing his courtesy to Sickert.
Sickert couldn't help but be curious after hearing this: "Oh? Why did I inspire you?"
"Actually, I really listened to everyone's discussion just now. After the teacher said that the Wehrmacht should participate in the war in the name of the SS, I imagined that Pétain could also let the Belgian army besiege the highlands in the name of the French army." Zhang Chengtian seized the opportunity.
Justify yourself.
Seeing that Sickert had taken the lead and nodded, Zhang Chengtian knew that his reasoning had been approved.
After silently sorting out the words in his mind, Zhang Chengtian concluded, "What you see with your eyes may be fake, but the data does not lie. When the enemy attacked the two highlands of the SS with 20,000 troops each, the casualty rate was
As low as 1.5%. If the French army hadn’t suddenly become weaker, then I think these French armies must be fake!”
