Chapter 15 Iron Blood Officer Corps ()

"What kind of eyes, do you look like a nomadic people?" Zeng Yiyang thought angrily.

Turning his head, he quickly changed his face, decorated his noble smile, and said to the questioner: "Sorry, sir. I am Chinese."

‘Haha——’ The person who came smiled happily. Although the smile was ugly, it gave people a very sincere look. “Damn, how could I be noticed by this guy?” Zeng Yiyang thought in annoyance.

As he looked, he attended the German officer reunion but wore the Soviet Red Army uniform, so he would not be noticed by all parties. However, many people held their own aristocratic status and were unwilling to be the villain who asked for information, which made him feel like a ghost-like existence and thought no one had discovered him.

Adolf Hitler is quite tall, and he is half a head taller than Zeng Yiyang when he stands up, but his humble appearance is not a loss of dignity, and he gives people respect but not artificial.

"Let me get to know Adolf Hitler, the leader of the German Socialist Workers' Party." As he spoke, he had already reached his hand in mid-air, between Zeng Yiyang and his body.

In his previous memory, he always felt sorry for Hitler's paranoia. It was his stubbornness that allowed Germany to step into the abyss of war at the end of the war, so that there was no possibility of a truce, and there was only the doom of waiting for the division.

Feeling the warmth brought by the wide palm, Zeng Yiyang tried his best to make his face look serious. A person who made the whole world tremble, took care of an inappropriate "mushroom head". Without the special combing in the photo, plus the forked Rendan beard, the future Yuan Xiansheng will not look solemn in Zeng Yiyang's impression, but it is a bit ridiculous.

He walked around the back of his body with his left hand and pinched himself hard.

‘Hiss--’ Zeng Yiyang took a deep breath of cold air so that he would not feel uncomfortable. He said to Hitler: “I am so surprised and so honored to meet the future leader of Germany on such an occasion. Hello, Mr. Zeng Yiyang, a Chinese. A soldier who came to Europe to study advanced military theories. I hope that in Germany, I can listen to your teachings and be honored.”

Hitler automatically filtered Zeng Yiyang's praise, but he did not miss the legendary statement of "the future leader of Germany".

A slight shimmer ejaculation in his gray pupils, for several years he had mastered the German Socialist Workers' Party, the well-known "Nazi Party", but he had always been a marginal figure in Congress. The top leaders of the Second Weimar Republic, apparently scoffed at his birth and his political propositions, believing that he was nothing more than a successful instigator, an unknown soldier from Vienna.

A person's indifference may not be a problem for Hitler. He is a proud person and will not go to extremes because of hatred for himself. But what is pressed on him and his political party is the indifference of a whole class. This distrustful attitude has made him not very confident, and there are other problems. He and his political party have almost no funds for activities. This year, their official newspaper, the People's Observer, is short of funds and cannot be handled.

Hitler said with a smile: "Here we are all unpopular people. The Teutonic tradition makes every soldier here demand to be a knight who defends honor, not a revolutionary or a reformer. Fortunately, the officers are far away from politics, and even if they do not accept me, they will not reject me."

Hitler smiled a little disappointed, which was closely related to his current awkward position. A party without the support of powerful forces is destined to be a puppet party. Of course, Hitler would not want his party to take a path.

"Are you worried that the Workers' Party will win the general election in the future but not the support of the army? After all, the combat effectiveness of the stormtrooper led by Rom is just a willful child in the eyes of the German Army." Zeng Yiyang talked freely without waiting for the other party to speak.

At this time, even Gorin, who had always been the audience, couldn't help but prick up his ears and never dared to underestimate the Chinese youth in front of him again.

Zeng Yiyang pretended to ignore this and continued: "Germany's future is unlimited, which is due to the complex international situation today. Just as the British formed an alliance with legal persons, they still played a trick of checks and balances on the European continent. A complete, **, Germany that can suppress France on the European continent is what they are happy to see. But your party may not receive funding from the British because they are still afraid of your country's strong army combat effectiveness. Americans do not think so, they will also play checks and balances. After fully gaining control of the Americas, the Americans can't wait to step onto the world stage, but this object has become a checks and balances between Britain and Germany."

Hitler nodded and agreed that although he had not been in power, he had been the leader of a one-party for many years, and he still had this insight.

"Sir, you mean, we may get assistance from the United States?" Gorling interjected.

Zeng Yiyang lowered his head and took a graceful sip of champagne, thinking that when he came to this world, he encountered too many things. He also had relationships with many big names. This kind of interpersonal wealth could make him suddenly become an Eastern giant. As long as he had such ambition, his strength would expand like popcorn, but he had never done this. One was that he was too young and it was inappropriate to do so; the other thing was that he did not want to destroy the original pattern and turn the whole world into a strange world, and the original history would become a bubble.

Stalin was very enthusiastic about him and caring. He not only turned on the green light when he left the Soviet Union, but also gave him five hundred pounds, but also the kind of gold coins before World War I, one pound per pound. This was a very difficult decision for the Soviet leader who had always been frugal.

But the Soviet Union was not perfect. It also had a strong desire for the interests of the Far East. Although it would not completely send troops to occupy China at that time, its ambition to split China remained undiminished. The most important thing was the Mongolian ** and the territorial requirements for the three northeastern provinces. The Soviet Union needed an estuary and an estuary across the two oceans. Even their naval capabilities were not considered a major among the world's second-rate powers.

Zeng Yiyang thought, this may be an opportunity that can greatly improve Germany's overall strength, as long as there are more advanced war concepts and more effective war weapons, it can also trap the Soviet Union in the battlefield in Europe. It is best if Stalin and Hitler fight to the death and die together.

Hitler would not have thought of Zeng Yiyang's insidiousness, and he was still savoring the hope that Zeng Yiyang brought to him.

"There is another person to help you." Zeng Yiyang threw out another big bait, regardless of the other party's shock, and continued: "The German emperor was not far away from Berlin. He was doing nothing in the Castle of Doron, and he still had ambitions. Perhaps as long as you send a party member over, you can get a lot of money and the friendship between the leader of the National Defense Forces, Marshal Hindenburg."

There was no need to speak thoroughly in the face of smart people. Hitler soon thought of using the exiled emperor and gradually controlling the entire German upper class.

All that should be said was said. Zeng Yiyang was time to end the conversation and said in a self-deprecating tone: "Maybe it is me, a newly graduated military academy student, who has no say in such a gathering! I have said a few more words, if it can help you, it is my honor."

"No, no, no, the magical Oriental people, you have helped us a huge amount of help. With this, you have gained our friendship. I believe that in the near future, you will receive more care." Hitler shook Zeng Yiyang's hand vigorously, not hesitating for his praise. It is extremely difficult for an extreme nationalist to praise another nation. Moreover, the Workers' Party has already won more than a dozen seats in the Congress, and the energy is not small.

Zeng Yiyang gracefully gave Hitler a noble courtesy and sued him for his crime. This kind of etiquette that was artificial in his eyes was something Joseph had to learn halfway through the way. As the saying goes, he gained wisdom from one's mistakes and was deceived by the Japanese. He understood that a kind and polite and a arrogant paranoid person was even more adorable.

He had seen that Joseph, who was about to become a kowtower bug, was walking towards him with Guderian's hand, and the latter's face was very reluctant.

"Col. Guderian, we meet again." Zeng Yiyang took the initiative to greet him and gently used the wine glass in his hand to signal Guderian.

Guderian is indeed not optimistic about Zeng Yiyang. Although he believes in the omnipotence of genius, he will not believe that he can become a tactical master just by relying on boundless imagination.

Zeng Yiyang smiled distractedly. He would never think that he could be more powerful than the other party with the memory of his future generations.

"The war has entered a stage of rapid development. The technological revolution has led to the military revolution. In World War I, the use of aircraft is just to reconnaissance the enemy. Moreover, the performance is very unstable and cannot be implemented under the changing climate. Now, just ten years have passed, this technical problem has been gradually solved. I believe that in the future, it will win half of the victory in occupying the sky." Zeng Yiyang said confidently. Although he has not grown a beard, it does not prevent him from touching his chin when he is proud. This habit may not even know about it.

Guderian turned his head to look at Joseph with a smile. When the latter was nervous, Zeng Yiyang had not fulfilled his agreement yet and fooled the big men of the National Defense Forces.

"As for the Army?" Zeng Yiyang dragged his long voice, as if he was about to say a storyteller, and he wanted to nod the lottery. Unfortunately, he met an old-fashioned audience and couldn't even applaud.

He smiled bitterly, what's wrong with him? Do you want to show yourself specifically in front of a generation of war gods?

He tweaked his forehead hair. He liked short hair in his previous life and did not easily get a haircut in this world. The reason was related to his always abroad. Compared with Chinese barbers, Russian barbers and weed workers were no different. So as long as he could drag them away and not cut his hair, he would not look for those who were always drunk.

"The era of building bunkers has passed, and tanks are the masters of future wars." Fortunately, he did not say this statement with a serious game-like argument, otherwise the French who were still working hard to build the Maginot Line would be filled with a new name, "Shameless Bunker Prince".
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