The Third Reich: I Became Emperor

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Then August praised and rewarded all the pilots who performed one by one. He wanted his subordinates to see his kind side. This was a way to win their hearts.

After praising those pilots, August said again

"The training is good, but it is still a little short of what I expected. So, I will give you another month. No matter what the cost, you must train a group of qualified carrier-based aircraft pilots, with a number of no less than 300. The problem in the Mediterranean must be solved and can't be delayed any longer."

"I know your concerns. How about this? You don't have to limit yourself to pilots from your own country. You can also try to recruit those allies. As long as you offer high salaries, I believe someone will come."

Looking at Schniewind's eyes, August knew what he meant. They were short of ace pilots, but he couldn't always ask the Air Force to dispatch ace pilots.

After all, the Air Force also had its own training tasks, so August directly expanded the scope of recruitment and asked General Schniewind to recruit from other allies.

Other countries have air forces to a greater or lesser extent. Although the number is not large, there are still many flying enthusiasts in the civilian population. The Navy can completely recruit from these people, and maybe some ace pilots can be recruited.

The key point is that many pilots of the Air Force are recruited from other countries, and their performance is very good, so August decided to relax the selection conditions. After all, at this time, mercenaries are still very popular, and there is not much patriotism. As long as they are paid enough, there will definitely be many people who will sign up.

""Try to reduce the manpower of our pilots and recruit as many pilots from other countries as possible, so that we have enough time to train more qualified pilots to fight against the enemy and defend our country." August added

"Yes!!"General Schneewind stood at attention and said

"The Air Force can also recruit pilots from other countries, but try to leave some for the Navy, otherwise Marshal Dönitz will come to me to complain again."August said with a smile

"Hehe! Wise!" Marshal Catherine touched her head and smiled awkwardly.

After all, compared with the Air Force, the naval aviation force is just a baby, and its strength is very weak. If the Air Force really rolls up its sleeves and recruits with all its strength, it is estimated that there is really no place for the naval aviation force.

"Are there any other difficulties? I will definitely solve them. August, who was in a good mood, asked with a smile.

After he finished speaking, General Schneewind hurriedly said

"some,!"

"Oh? Tell me about it.

August said curiously.

"We now have so many warships, carrier-based aircraft, and aircraft carriers in production. How can we get so much fuel to operate these equipment? They consume a lot of fuel, especially carrier-based aircraft. The fuel consumption is too high, enough for an armored division to march for a day."General Schneewind asked with some concern.

"Don't worry about this problem, it will be solved soon."August said confidently.

Only a few people knew about the oil field in Aliya, including Catherine, but not Schneewind.

"Solve it quickly? How?" General Schneewind asked curiously.

"Marshal Catherine, please talk to General Schneewind. August did not answer, but looked at Catherine and said

"Yes, Your Majesty. Marshal Catherine said respectfully.

"In fact, it is not a secret. It will be made public soon. The Empire has discovered a large oil field in Aliya. It is estimated that the reserve is 100 million tons and the annual output is at least 3 million barrels of oil. The Empire is no longer short of oil. This is why His Majesty requires a group of qualified carrier-based aircraft pilots to be trained within a month. The purpose is to escort those transport ships."

Hearing this, General Schneewind was shocked and said in surprise:"What, a 100 million ton oil field?"

Hearing this news, General Schneewind covered his mouth. This is exciting good news. Once it is announced, those capitalists will definitely be ecstatic.

"More than 100 million tons, it should be around 1.5 billion tons. The rest of the oil fields are still being explored, and I believe there will be news soon."August added at this time, he did not say the specific number, he did not want to stimulate them again, fearing that they would transport it over

"My God, I really didn't expect that such a poor place would have so much oil."General Schneewind was shocked again.

"Well, don't make such a fuss. Your task is to train a large number of excellent carrier-based aircraft pilots for me. The fuel issue will be solved by someone else. Don't save fuel anymore. Give me open training. Just now, many pilots reported to me that you are stingy and save too much fuel."August couldn't help laughing.

""Yes, Your Majesty!" Admiral Schneewind was embarrassed. Wasn't he worried about the lack of fuel? He didn't expect to find such a large oil field. Now there is no need to worry about training.

August was very satisfied with this inspection, because the carrier-based aircraft pilots were already able to fly and fight the F-8 carrier-based aircraft more skillfully.

This is already a great improvement.

After all, the navy didn't have carrier-based aircraft before.

In August's mind, he was going to form an escort formation.

It would consist of a medium-sized aircraft carrier, three escort aircraft carriers, a battleship, several frigates, and submarines.

The safety of the oil transportation line must be guaranteed.

There is no way.

Now August relies on this oil line to support it.

Once this oil line is destroyed, it will be really cold.

Speer had just found August not long ago, hoping that wars would not be launched too frequently recently.

Originally, August was still a little confused. , when he saw the data Speer handed to him, his face was full of bitterness.

On the Eastern Front alone, two thousand planes were dispatched every day, nearly forty armored divisions, and a large number of trucks and armored vehicles, consuming 200,000 barrels of oil every day.

The Western Front probably only needs tens of thousands of barrels, the navy in the Mediterranean, the southern theater, etc., as well as the daily civilian consumption in the country, add up to nearly 700,000 barrels.

The Empire can get about 650,000 barrels a day, and basically consumes the inventory every day, making the already small oil reserves even less. Speer worries about this every day.

Therefore, this is why August attaches so much importance to carrier-based aircraft. He wants them to escort this fragile lifeline. If it is really destroyed, it will be almost over.

Compared with August's troubles, General Vatutin was pale at this time, staring blankly at the scene in front of him. He had luckily escaped the previous explosion.

"Devil, all devil"

"What kind of bomb is this and why does it have such terrifying power?"

"Oh my god, this must be hellfire"

"It's too scary."

Not only Vatutin, but all the other survivors were like crazy, yelling.

Unfortunately, no one could give them an answer. What kind of bomb could produce such a terrifying power?

""Commander, what should we do now?" the operations staff asked fearfully.

Upon hearing this, General Vatutin smiled miserably and said,"What else can we do? Let's retreat. We have lost, completely lost."

"The Voronezh Front is completely destroyed." After saying this, General Vatutin reached out and took out his pistol.

When the staff officer next to him saw it, he hurriedly said,"Commander, what are you doing?"

"What to do? Someone has to be responsible for the 800,000-man army. Can you take responsibility? Marshal Zhukov should be responsible."General Vatutin looked bitter and opened the safety

"Don't persuade me, after I commit suicide, you can escape if you can, if you can't escape, just surrender."

Hearing this, many people in the command center had red eyes, and some even took out their pistols and said with tears in their eyes:"Commander, I will go first."

"Bang!"The gunshot sounded, and the shooter slowly fell to the ground.

"Alas, why bother? Isn't it good to be alive?"General Vatutin also looked at everything in front of him with red eyes and said bitterly

"Long live the leader!"

After the slogan was finished, gunshots rang out, and the famous general Vatutin committed suicide.

"Commander!" Seeing General Vatutin fall to the ground, everyone in the command center shouted and cried even louder. At this time, dark clouds gathered and heavy rain fell.

"What should we do now?"A staff officer looked at the highest-ranking major general present.

"What else can we do? Retreat, if you can, then retreat, if you can't, then surrender."After saying that, he raised his gun and committed suicide. At his level, surrender was beyond his control.

Especially in recent years, in order to curb surrender, the bearded man has implemented the law of collective responsibility. If officers above the rank of major general surrender, all their families must go to Siberia to feed the wolves... As for officers below the rank of general, it is a little better, not so strict, and soldiers are more relaxed, so these senior commanders can only choose a retreat. For the sake of their families, they must choose to die on the battlefield.

With the suicide of General Vatutin, this temporarily formed commando team collapsed almost instantly. The 71st Division of the German Army not only recovered the lost defense line, but also captured a number of prisoners of war.

"Hey, we've made a comeback this time, and I guess no one will look down on us anymore."

"Yes, from now on we are also trump cards"

"We actually stopped the attack of an armored division"

"Wow, there are still a lot of supplies here."

Looking at his excited subordinates, Andre couldn't laugh. In this battle, there were less than 30 people left in his company, or less than 80 people left in the second battalion he temporarily commanded.

It can be said that this was a tragic victory, or in fact, they had already lost. If it weren't for the support of the air force, they would definitely not be able to hold the line.

""Company commander, no, battalion commander, why are your eyes red?" At this time, a platoon leader came over with an injured arm and said

"Alas, a lot of people were killed in this battle, which makes me feel uncomfortable."Andre silently took out a cigarette, lit it, took a deep breath, and said slowly.

Hearing this, the platoon leader also felt uncomfortable, tears fell unconsciously, and he choked and said:"Captain, there are only three people left in the platoon and me."

"Many people left. We had agreed to go out and relax after the battle.���died"

"Stop talking." Andre interrupted,"If you keep talking, I'll start crying. I was just promoted to battalion commander. Do you want me to lose face in front of my subordinates?"

"Hey, you are only a temporary battalion commander, whether you can be promoted is another matter."The platoon leader wiped his tears and said with a smile.

In fact, they have already taken life and death lightly, but many veterans died in this battle, so they shed tears.

"Captain Andre, the commander asked you to go to the regiment headquarters for a meeting." At this time, a signalman trotted over and said.

However, the signalman looked at Andre with red eyes and asked curiously:"Captain Andre, are you okay?"

"It's okay, the sand was blown into my eyes by the wind, just rub it and it will be fine."Andre turned his head and said with a grin.

"Oh." The signalman nodded, and Andre followed him to the regiment headquarters.

The regiment headquarters was also full of worries. The regiment commander, Colonel Hall, had a bitter face, and nodded when he saw Andre.

Seeing that most of the people in the command center were lieutenants, Andre was a little confused. If he hadn't confirmed it with the signalman on the way, he would have suspected that this was a company-level officers' meeting, not a battalion-level officers' meeting. Except for him, the captain, there was no second captain, and the rest were lieutenants and second lieutenants.

The only explanation is that almost all the battalion commanders were killed, and these people should be temporary. Promoted when he was young.

Thinking of this, Andre took a breath of cold air. No wonder the regiment commander’s face looked unhappy. In this battle, the entire regiment was basically ruined. It would be impossible to recover without a few months of rest.

However, thinking that he would not have to fight in the next few months, Andre was a little excited. He could finally have a good rest. His vacation had not been full, so maybe he could go home this time.

Sure enough, the regiment commander soon confirmed Andre’s guess. These people were temporarily promoted battalion-level officers. The original officers were either killed in the battle or seriously injured and lying in the field hospital in the rear.

"The division headquarters just sent an order for us to retreat to the rear for rest, where new personnel and new weapons will be waiting for us. Congratulations, everyone. Because we have done a great job in the blocking mission, the 71st Division has been promoted to the 71st Mechanized Infantry Division."Colonel Hall said a little tiredly, but his eyes were still full of joy.

Hearing that they were promoted to a mechanized infantry division, everyone was surprised. They finally changed from infantry to mechanized infantry.

"Very good"

"Finally no longer need to be an infantryman"

"Pure infantry is too hard"

"We can also make trucks in the future."

The special reorganization of the mechanized infantry division diluted everyone's sadness, and even Andre was a little happy. After all, compared with the light infantry division, the mechanized infantry division is far superior in terms of weapons and equipment, so now hearing about the special promotion, he is naturally in a good mood._To read the ununderlined version of the novel, please download the Faloo Novel APP!

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