My Bright Sword Logistics Career

Chapter 229 Mustache

"very good."

Fort Wolf, the mustache nodded in satisfaction, with cadences in his words:

"Continue to increase the intensity."

"Continue to focus on bombing important British military installations, first destroying Britain's war potential with all its strength, and then bombing Britain back to the Stone Age."

"This is a brutal war, and the sequence cannot be wrong."

"Yes, Führer!"

In front of Mustache, Air Marshal General Kesselring saluted a standard military salute.

"Go to work, but also pay attention to the body, work and rest."

Mustache waved his hand.

"Yes."

In just a few words, even Kesselring, who has been in the army for decades, felt the profound personal charm of the mustache, and his tone couldn't help being a bit high.

Looking at Kesselin who was walking away, Fatty Ge beside him looked gloomy and uncertain.

but,

The Führer is next to him.

Although, at this time in the Third Reich, he was already under one person and above ten thousand people, holding all the power of the German Air Force, and he was still the appointed successor of the next head of state.

The head of state is the absolute control of the Third Reich.

The supreme man.

It only takes one sentence to deprive him of all his powers, and he has no way to resist.

So Fatty Ge lowered his head and tried his best to suppress the expression on his face.

But next to him is a mustache.

Although later generations ridiculed him as a hysterical patient, and he was no different from a high-ranking devil, but to be able to climb to this position, Mustache's scheming and means are definitely masters among them.

He had already seen Fatty Ge's expression.

"You have to remember."

The mustache looked at Fatty Ge:

"The purpose of war is to completely destroy the enemy's resistance and spirit of resistance, and to completely destroy the enemy's body and soul."

"I'm also very angry that the capital city of the empire was bombed, but the more calm it is now."

"Now we send a bomber fleet to bomb the city of London. It is just a meaningless vent of anger. It will not only waste bombs, but will give the British a chance to breathe."

"The Americans are fully supporting the British, transporting planes and anti-aircraft guns through the Atlantic Ocean to the British Isles."

"They also have the world's largest maritime fleet"

"Germany is strong, but our enemy is even stronger. There is no room for error in this war."

"From now on, don't bring up such stupid ideas again."

"Yes, my head!"

Fatty Ge suppressed the expression on his face.

"Let's go."

Mustache waved his hand.

As soon as he stepped out of the wolf guard, Fatty Ge's expression suddenly became gloomy.
Even distorted.

Yesterday a British plane arrived over Berlin and dropped a bomb that hit the block.

There were few casualties, but a great deal of panic was caused.

He immediately proposed to the head of state to counter-bomb London, use more bombs and a larger bomber fleet, and double the fear and fear to the British.

Fatty Ge believes that the head of state will definitely agree.

Because of the rapid and decisive retaliation bombing, it can fully reflect the strength of Germany.

But instead of agreeing to his plan, the head of state accepted Kesselring's suggestion, downplayed the matter, and then continued to bomb important British military facilities.

Having worked with the head of state for so long, Fatty Ge is well versed in Mustache's character, otherwise he would not have received the promise of the next head of state. Every time in the past, his suggestions have been supported.

But this time, he miscalculated.

What else is in that information?
Fatty Ge's eyes flashed sharply.

Since the appearance of the second mysterious information, the head of state's attitude towards him has changed significantly, and even began to gradually divide the air force power in his hands to Kesselring.

The problem must have been in that second secret message.

But this information is kept by the head of state himself, and he cannot see all of it.

···
"Führer, Marshal Ge has left."

Langbao, one of his subordinates reported to Mustache.

"Ah."

Mustache nodded, and continued to look at the beautifully bound information in his hand without changing his expression.

After getting the first mysterious information,

Germany launched precision bombing on the UK. In the first wave, it wiped out [-]% of the UK's airports, [-]% of its aircraft, and a large number of radar facilities, almost destroying the UK's air defense system in one fell swoop.

However, in the continuous bombing in the following months, even though the precise bombing of British aircraft factories, oil depots, and radar stations has been carried out, the German aircraft still suffered a lot of losses.

The number exceeded his initial expectations.

This expectation did not take into account the unexpected mysterious intelligence, and it was the expectation of the German Air Force and the British Air Force fighting head-on.

It gave the mustache a huge shock.

Combined with the Dunkirk incident, he began to re-examine the combat effectiveness of the Air Force, and he also began to feel dissatisfied with Fatty Ge.

The second intelligence report more than two months ago, in addition to containing new information on British confidential military facilities, also systematically and numerically showed the actual damage caused to the UK by the bombing that lasted for half a year.

And in the way of combining data with papers, it summarizes the gains and losses of this bombing in detail, as well as some mistakes made by both sides.

Among them, most of the mistakes were caused by Fatty Ge's long-arm command and excessive interference with the Air Force.

Mustache agreed very much, so naturally he didn't show it to Fatty Ge.

Yesterday, Berlin was bombed. Mustache immediately thought of counterattack. He launched a counterattack with more planes and bigger bombs, which made the British feel more fear.

But in the second intelligence report, the analysis imagined a possibility.

Marshal Ge, who lacked strategic vision and had been taking prohibited drugs for a long time, suddenly ordered the bomber unit to continue bombing the city, weakening the bombing of air defense facilities and factories, and giving the UK a breathing space, allowing the UK to accumulate air defense forces. With the support of the United States, Take back air supremacy in one fell swoop.

At this time, Kesselring proposed not to counterattack equally, but to continue to destroy the British air defense system until, even with foreign aid, the British air defense counterattack capability cannot be recovered in a short time.

Fatty Ge proposed to concentrate on bombing British cities.

At this moment, Mustache completely sentenced Fatty Ge to death, and decided to completely strip him of his air force command and throw him away for retirement.

But as a subordinate who has always followed him, an important figure in the Third Reich, it is impossible to abandon it directly. It needs to be done slowly, and the Air Force also needs a new leader.

Mustache directly grasped it with both hands, while dismantling Fatty Ge, he also fostered the new leader of the Air Force.

"Any order from him must be reported to me."

After exhorting his subordinates, Mustache put down the secret information in his hand and picked up a piece of information about the Asia-Pacific region instead.

Hiei was attacked and sank.

The sinking of a world-class capital ship is enough to attract the attention of the whole world.

Although due to some accidents, Germany and the little devils have not yet formed an axis, but with the promotion of the high-level officials of both parties, the military intelligence exchanges between the two parties are very enthusiastic.

Mustache also obtained real on-site information on the battle situation in the Sea of ​​Japan.

Looking at all kinds of intelligence and information collected by the German intelligence agency, after thinking for a long time, Mustache suddenly stood up and said to the guards:

"I'm going to Peenemunde."

"Arrange immediately!"

···
North review.

North China Front Army Airport.

In the combat conference room, a group of devil pilots were seated neatly.

It includes not only the pilots of the original North China Front Army, but also the latest pilots mobilized from the south and even the mainland.

A total of hundreds of people.

"According to information."

The former commander of the Guizi Wing of the Air Force directly under the North China Front had a serious tone:

"The enemies entrenched in the mountains have already equipped fighter jets."

"The number is unknown, the model is unknown, but the speed is very fast, with ultra-high-speed dive capability, the maximum speed is close to [-] kilometers per hour, and the climbing ability is also very scary."

The leader of the Devils United used terror to describe it.

After the words fell, the pilots of the North China Front Army were fine, they had known for a long time, but those devils from the south, or even from the mainland, some of them changed their faces drastically, and some of them were full of disbelief.

Although the Devil's aircraft is not good at speed, due to lack of technology and other reasons, the high-level officials vigorously advocated low-altitude dogfighting tactics.

But these old devil pilots still don't know?

Compared with low-altitude dogfighting, turning, and rolling, speed is the ultimate pursuit of a fighter.

When a fighter has an absolute speed advantage, the battle becomes very simple.

Climb at high speed, look at the target from a high altitude, then dive at the target at high speed, close to the target and fire, no matter how you roll, roll, or hover, it will be futile.

The absolute disadvantage in speed makes all this meaningless.

Just like a pheasant, facing the eagle claws falling from the sky, it can only rely on luck to survive.

But the party with absolute speed, even if the attack fails, even if it is a rookie, can rely on speed to climb at a high speed again and look for opportunities again.

"One thousand kilometers per hour, is this possible?"

There are ghost pilots who don't believe it.

One thousand kilometers per hour, to achieve this flying speed, how much horsepower is needed for the engine?
Three thousand horsepower?
How strong is the body to ensure that it will not disintegrate?
"for sure."

The captain of the Devils Flying Wing sighed.

If possible, he also hoped it was fake.

However, according to eyewitness intelligence personnel, the time when the two reconnaissance planes crashed proved that the guerrillas were really equipped with a plane with a dive speed of [-] kilometers per hour.

"How is this possible····"

The Devil pilots all looked at each other.

"It is already certain that the only thing that cannot be determined is the number of such aircraft, but I don't think there will be too many. They lack pilots."

The captain of the Devils Flying Coalition sighed again.

A fighter jet at [-] kilometers per hour is beyond imagination.

Any aircraft in any country in the world is far from this speed.

The fastest plane in the empire is only more than 500 kilometers per hour. Even in Europe and the United States, the estimated maximum speed is more than 600, and it will not be faster.

"So, our mission this time is to destroy the enemy's airport."

At the end, Tu Qiong, the leader of the Devils Alliance, saw:
"No matter how fast this type of aircraft is, as long as it is shot down before takeoff, there is no threat."

(End of this chapter)