Mannahim's concerns make sense. Just when his staff members were a little proud and careless, a sudden bad news caught him off guard!

"Count von der Geerz refused to work with us to attack Kovola? Why?"

Mannahem was very confused about this. Compared to the mobs at hand, the German Expeditionary Force was undoubtedly the most reliable. Even if he didn't like the Germans, he had to admit that without the help of the Germans, the result of the Battle of Helsinki would be hard to say.

But now, the Germans refused to help them attack Kovola, which undoubtedly added a lot of difficulty to the subsequent battle. When Mannheim thought of using the troops at hand to deal with the elite Red Eagle regiment, he felt a toothache.

"Call to His Excellency Von De Geerts and ask them for reasons not to participate in this battle?"

Mannahem was very worried. He suspected that the Germans and Russians had engaged in dirty political transactions in private. Otherwise, the performance of the German Expeditionary Force would not be so strange. The damn Germans were clamoring to fight Petrograd, but why did they suddenly change their minds?

If such political transactions exist, then Finland must be vigilant! Mannahem has always believed that neither German nor Russian is a good bird. In a sense, the two robbers have the same ambitions for Finland.

Mannahem is no longer the former Qiu Ba who only focuses on military affairs and not politics. His experience over the past year has made him deeply understand that war has always been a continuation of politics. Just fighting can't solve any problem!

So he urgently wanted to figure out the true intentions of the Germans, but he didn't know that the Germans were also a little confused now. The commander of the German Expeditionary Force, Earl Rudiger von der Gerz, was previously measuring the distance from Petrograd on the military map. If his troops could take advantage of the victory and chase the Finnish Red Bandits' butts and beat them all, then he would likely set an amazing record--he would become 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 when everything goes smoothly, the General Staff sent him an order, requiring his troops not to cross the 28° meridian, and must stop military operations west of the 28° meridian, and it is best not to participate in the battle against Kovola.

Earl Gerz didn't understand why he could not cross the 28° meridian. Is there any danger east of this meridian? Is there a Russian army there? But according to the reconnaissance, it was empty, just like the Siberia in Russia.

Since there was no danger, Earl Gerz couldn't figure it out and immediately sent a consultation call to the General Staff. He wanted to know why he had to stop at the 28th-degree longitude line and at Kovola. Wouldn't it be better to hit the city of Petrograd?

To his inquiry, the superior responded in an unquestionable and arrogant tone. The reply was that there was no reply, but that order was repeated again and again, without any explanation or explanation.

Now the Earl of Gerz was even more strange. The Germans' old-fashioned nature made him unable to sit idly by this order. If he didn't understand it, he couldn't even eat or sleep. He asked for some connection. After finding a few old friends, he vaguely found out some news - the cabinet seemed to have reached an agreement with the Bolsheviks that as long as the German expeditionary force did not cross the 28-degree longitude line, Russia would not interfere in Finland's internal affairs on a large scale.

Earl Gerz was full of anger at this shit deal. He was quite dissatisfied with certain terms in the Brest Treaty before. With the advantages they gained on the battlefield at that time, they could easily sweep the heart of Russia. It was not impossible to copy the miracle that Napoleon captured Moscow.

Of course, he didn't want to make any noise about the armistice negotiations, end the two-line battle, take the main force out of the Russian quagmire, and go to Western Europe to kick the British and French eggs. He had no objection at all. But at least he had to plunder the corpses of the polar bears enough, right? He had to grab Ukraine, Belarus and Crimea, no, he had to grab Ukraine, Belarus and Crimea?

What about the cabinet? It only ate Poland, which was already in its stomach, and then ate the three Baltic countries. However, it returned the fat Ukraine and Belarus to the polar bear. Damn it. Isn’t this a brainless person!

Earl Gerz was quite dissatisfied with this result, and felt that the scumbags in the cabinet once again betrayed the fruits of bloody battles of the frontline soldiers, which was simply unforgivable! He thought that experiencing such an unpleasant thing was enough. Who would have thought that when his military operations in Finland were smooth, the cabinet jumped out and disgusted him again - the 28-degree longitude of the shit, he only wanted Petrograd!

In fact, Earl Gerz was a bit wrong about the cabinet, and he was not involved in the attack on Kovola not only because of his political transactions with a certain immortal. The deeper reason was to better control Finland. A group of Finnish soldiers and politicians led by Mannahem strongly opposed the German Expeditionary Force, forcing the German government to agree to some less "pleasant" political conditions.

The situation is getting better now, and it is very likely that Mannaheim, who is "unaware of the current affairs" guys, continue to advocate anti-Germany, so it is very necessary to let them recognize the situation. Think about it, what else can make them recognize the situation better than failure on the battlefield?

Unfortunately, Earl Gerz was just a Qiu Ba. He didn't understand politics and instinctively disliked and resisted this order. So when Mannarheim sent someone to ask why, he poured out all the bitterness. Mannarheim, who learned the "truth" of the matter, was also shocked, but he was surprised that it was completely unreasonable for the Russians to surrender the Germans!

Unable to understand, Mannheim could only inform Swan Huwud that this painful problem would still cause headaches for the so-called politicians! What he has to do now is to win this war.

"Empress, as far as I know, Kovola is west of the 28th longitude line. Even in accordance with that secret agreement, your army can carry out military operations freely, and my army needs your support!"

Earl Gerz looked at Mannerheim in distress and said, "I know. But the problem is that the superior ordered me to stop at Kovola!"

Mannahim also cunned, saying: "The instructions you received were best not to participate in Kovala's battle, but did not say that you were not allowed to participate. I think you can execute this command flexibly!"

Earl Gerz was a little moved, but years of military education and training made him dare not explicitly disobey the orders of his superiors. Even though he could not wait, he could only endure it.

Mannahem said again: "I think you can call your superiors and say that the Finnish government and I strongly request you to join the war!"

"This is OK!" Earl Gerz decided to give it a try. He felt that it should be convincing to throw the Finnish Provisional Government and Mannahem out as a shield!

The call back to the General Staff, which had always been unconfronted by the cabinet, came soon. The message did not say that he agreed or disagree. He just tried to emphasize that he should not cross the 28-degree longitude line and let him cooperate with Mannahem to maintain peace and stability in Finland.

Although Earl Gerz is old-fashioned, he is not stupid. This official telegram is actually hinting that he can participate in the battle of Kovola. If the cabinet asks, use Mannaheim as a pretext.

Earl Gerz was relieved and satisfied. Although he still couldn't cross the shit's warp, he could be more satisfied if he could fight one more battle, at least he was not as idle and bored as other troops staying on the Eastern Front.

The battle of Kovola began soon, and with the support of the German army, the white troops of Mannaheim attacked the city without much effort. The Red Guards' resistance was quite weak, and they almost turned around and fled after a few shots.

This level of battle disappointed Earl Gerz. He was not satisfied at all, and he felt that the order of the superiors not to cross the 28th degree longitude was too stupid. Just like the Finnish Red Guards, he could fight to the city of Petrograd without waiting for the Russian army to enter Finland. It was so fucking unhappy to end the battle in such a hurry!

The people who were dissatisfied with this were far more than Earl Gerz. The officers and soldiers under his command were generally dissatisfied with this, such as his capable general Colonel Von Brandonstine. The colonel's troops all believed that the Russians had nothing to be afraid of, and that they had to fight Petrograd to raise the German flag on the Hermitage Square. This was so cool.

Of course, even if Colonel Von Brandonstine was dissatisfied, he did not dare to violate the orders of his superiors. At most, he would only play a small-scale ball. After taking down Kovola, they and the Finnish White Army advanced towards Vyborg in a row.

The Red Guards escaped along the way and made them feel uncomfortable. They advanced smoothly and advanced to the near Lappeenranta to the north of Vyborg. The city is not far from Vyborg. The straight-line distance on the map is less than 50 kilometers. It can be said that they have arrived under Vyborg's nose.

Moreover, the city of Lappeenranta is just near the 28-degree longitude line, which passes across the city a few kilometers east of it. According to the agreement reached by Li Xiaofeng and the Germans, the German Expeditionary Force cannot cross this meridian. Now, Colonel Feng Brandonstine and his vanguard stopped at this meridian, looking at Lappeenranta a few kilometers ahead and sighed.

"Col. Are we really allowed to spend the night in this small village?" asked Colonel Von Brandonstine's adjutant.

It is obvious that the city is not far ahead, there are comfortable hotels, enthusiastic Finnish girls, and excellent Finnish vodka. It is best to take a comfortable Finnish bath. How happy it is!

But now, they can only watch their Finnish comrades enjoying all this, but they can only squat in a small village and play with mud. What is this?

Colonel Von Brandonstine was not happy and sighed: "This is an order! We are soldiers and must obey!"

But his adjutant was still very unhappy and argued: "This order is completely unreasonable. Colonel and brothers fought for more than a month and wanted to have a good rest... So what if you enter Lappeenranta? The Red Guards and the Russians ran away. If we just need to be more low-key, what impact will it have?"

Colonel Feng Brandonstine thought about it and was quite interested in it. If there was a good day waiting in front of him, who would like to squat in the countryside to play with mud? After thinking about it, he agreed to the adjutant's request, but warned: "Then go to the city, but let the young men be low-key and don't show off!"

Having said that, he felt from the bottom of his heart that even if he was Changyang, it didn't matter. So what if he crossed a little 28-degree longitude? The Russians couldn't see it, and the Finns wouldn't say anything if they saw it!

With this idea, Colonel von Brandonstine happily entered Lappeenranta with his young men, and had a lot of fun.

But as the old saying goes, joy leads to sorrow. Colonel von Brandonstine did not take the agreement and order seriously, and undoubtedly made a bad start. Under the leadership of his commander, the German Expeditionary Force did not take the 28-degree longitude line seriously. He called his friends to go to Lappenanta with his arms around and spending and resting, and had a great time!

But this time they hit the gun. The Red Guards in Kusining had run away and retreated to Vyborg. But it doesn't mean that the Germans' arrogance will not be discovered. Our cute classmate Sukhoi and his old partner Hemstral pierced all this in the air.

"There are German troops moving below!" Hemstrard in the back seat shouted loudly at Sukhoi, "Fly lower!"

As the height slowly declined, the German flag on the roof of the best hotel in Lappeenranta was very conspicuous. In addition, there were groups of German soldiers drinking and dancing to hook up with girls below, fools would come to a correct conclusion.

"Fly steadily!" The old man shouted again. He leaned out hard, raised his Leica camera and took a photo at the scene below.

This is a new hobby that the old man has just found recently. It is undoubtedly more enjoyable to play photography in the air than on the ground. As long as your hands are stable and your movements are fast enough, you will definitely be able to take excellent photos.

"Where did the plane come from?" Colonel Von Brandonstine asked in a bathrobe standing in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window of the hotel's best suite.

The slightly drunk adjutant's face flushed. He looked half-squinted and guessed, "It should be our reconnaissance plane? As far as I know, the Red Guards do not have planes!"

Colonel von Brandonstine listened with his ears. Experience on the battlefield told him that the sound of the engine was not like a German plane. He walked up to the balcony, stretched his neck and put his hands on the pergola to look.

I saw the plane constantly hovering around the hotel as the axis and spinning several times. There was no sign of leaving at all. What's even more strange is that there was no identification sign on the wings of the plane, and there was no eye-catching iron cross. Instead, it was a cartoon image of two big-headed dolls sprayed on the wings.

"What is this?" Colonel Von Brandonstine asked, pointing at the cartoon doll sign.

The adjutant was also Mr. Zhang Er confused his mind. He generally knew the identification marks of air forces in various countries, but this was the first time he saw such a unique mark. He guessed: "It was probably a civilian plane?"

"Civil aircraft?"

Colonel von Brandonstine doesn't believe that there is a ghost civilian plane in Finland. Moreover, this plane looks very much like the British Affro 504, and it doesn't look like it's own.

Of course, Feng Brandonstine did not expect that Sukhoi, following the instructions of a certain immortal, shoveled off the original identification sign on the plane. Instead, he replaced it with his personal hobby. This vulgar Lolikan painted the image of Darjeeling in his mind on the wings and gave his car a loud name - the flying Darjeeling!

Hemstrah expressed his power to complain about this name, and he even despised someone's hobbies, but the contempt of outsiders could no longer save Sukhoi's obsession. The wretched man touched the image of the girl on the wing obsessedly and said shamelessly: "My daughter will definitely be like this in the future!"

The old man twitched the corners of his mouth and complained in his heart: "With your virtue, it is not easy to find a wife... And with your honor, how weird the daughter you give birth to is!"

After finishing the last circle in the air, when the old man put away the camera with satisfaction, Sukhoi decided to fly the flying Darjeeling to say hello to Colonel Von Brandonstine. The Darjeeling roared and dived, and the firepower was fully opened, sweeping the German devils who were enthusiastic about raising the ladder below to the point of being in a hurry.

Especially the eye-catching German flag was taken seriously by his attention and was beaten into honeycomb coal in minutes. Poor Colonel Feng Brandonstine would have been killed on the spot if he had not been thrown to the ground by the adjutant!

After flying a beautiful figure-eight shape in the air, the flying Darjeeling waved its tail and turned around and returned, leaving only a mess of Germans helplessly waving their fists into the sky.

"What, you were fired by the Russian Air Force and suffered heavy casualties?" Earl Gerz, who was far away in Kovola, first expressed disbelief when he received a call from Colonel von Brandonstine, and said, "Can you be sure?"

Colonel von Brandonstine had already been full of smoke, from Poland to Latvia, and from Latvia to Finland. His staff had not yet suffered such heavy losses. Several staff members, four regiment commanders and battalion commanders, and some combat heroes did not die in the trenches, but fell on the dance floor!

This way of death is simply an insult to a glorious imperial soldier. The angry Colonel Von Brandonstine roared at his commander on the phone: "It is definitely Russian. The Finnish Red Guard has no air force and no planes! This is what the Russians did, absolutely nothing wrong! Your Excellency, I ask you to allow me to avenge my dead comrades, and you must make the polar bear blood debt repayment!"

Earl Gerz was also quite angry about this news. He had already had enough of it. He immediately drafted a telegram with strong words overnight, asking the headquarters to grant him the continued attack towards Petrograd, so as to avenge the tragic death of the imperial soldiers!

However, the angry Earl Gerz would never have imagined that his protest and petition telegram had not been sent out yet, but was scolded by the cabinet's questioning and telegrams: "Who asked your troops to cross the 28-degree longitude, who asked your troops to enter Lappeenranta. Earl, do you know how great disaster this reckless behavior would bring to the empire! Now, Your Majesty and the Prime Minister strongly demand that you correct this mistake immediately, withdraw from Lappeenranta immediately, and ensure that you strictly abide by the orders of your superiors in the future!"
Chapter completed!