Chapter 11: Our Great Enterprise (Three)

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  "Colonel, sir, I have been ordered to report."

  This is the headquarters of the Berlin Motorized Division, and Xu Yang's purpose for coming this time is to hand over the light armored vehicle that has been tested and experimented with to Guderian, so that he can use it to practice his tactical theories.

  In 1931, Heinz-Wilhelm Guderian was appointed as the Chief of Staff of the Motorized Troop Command, with the rank of Colonel. Now, he stood at the edge of the training ground, tears streaming down his face as he gazed at the fifteen brand-new M-2 armored cars, "Thank you! Thank you so much! I've been dreaming of the scene where soldiers are driving tanks for exercises." He grasped Xu Yang's hand excitedly and held it for a long time.

  Xu Yang's heart felt a pang, silently watching the 44-year-old colonel, seeing his seriousness as he stroked the armor of the tank, and his expression as if in a dream.

  The grievances suffered by German soldiers are really too great...

  "Commander, is there anything else you need?" Xu Yang had an expression that said "go ahead and ask".

  Goodrian hesitated for a moment before saying, "I need you to leave behind a few technical personnel and a maintenance team. If... if possible, could you please arrange for some gasoline to be brought over?" He spoke with such caution, as if he feared that his request was too unreasonable and the armored vehicle would be taken back.

  Xu Yang turned around to wipe away the tears from his eyes, not wanting Guderian to know that he had cried. "Alright, I'll help you apply and your request will be fulfilled. The logistics troops will transport enough gasoline!" He pointed at the people following him on the scene, "They were ordered to stay here, and a maintenance platoon will arrive this afternoon."

  Xu Yang stopped Guderian's gesture of respect, "Colonel, sir, please control your emotions, you are a military man of the national defense."

  "Me..." Goodrian chuckled with a self-deprecating smile, "You can't understand how I feel."

  What should Xu Yang say? "I understand"? No, not that sentence. He still decided to tell the fact that a tank battalion will come here two months later.

  "Really!?" Goodrian exclaimed loudly, touching his forehead with a look of incredulity. "Good heavens! I...I'm just too happy! A battalion? Lieutenant sir (he still used honorifics), are you telling the truth?"

  Xu Yang could understand Guderian's feelings, he said: "Of course it's true. A new tank regiment will arrive soon and you will be appointed to lead that tank force, later more tank regiments will come here. You can see various types of tanks with different performance... haha... as long as you don't mind the trouble of writing reports, tanks will keep coming."

  Goodrian unexpectedly squatted on the ground, pounding his fists on the ground, a man shuddering with silent tears streaming down his face, a heart-wrenching sight.

  No one can understand Guderian's feelings, in the hard years, he insisted on advocating that Germany must have a training camp for armored tactics, even if it is replaced with models, wooden boards or anything else. Germany must create a set of armored combat tactics. Nearly 10 years passed, and he finally saw Germany having its own tanks, no longer a country without defense.

  The soldiers gathered around, automatically forming several rows and standing quietly beside each other, with tears streaming down their faces.

  Who says men don't shed tears easily? It's just that they haven't reached the point of heartbreak yet!

  The soldiers of a country have been suppressed for over a decade, unable to show their value, which is already a tragedy. In recent years, the surrounding countries of Germany have been humiliating the Germans, making them even more heartbroken as soldiers, as if countless people are slapping their faces and trampling on their dignity, while they cannot resist such helplessness.

  They are not weak, they are brave. But what's the use? Post-war Germany was heavily damaged economically, and the military equipment was confiscated by various countries. They were a group of soldiers with only fists and yellow rotten teeth. In order for the country to have time to revive its economy, no matter how great the humiliation, the National Defense Army Command endured it.

  Time, time, time! Just give Germany enough time, and after the economic recovery of Germany, it will make brave soldiers use good weapons to regain their dignity, and those surrounding countries that have been showing off their teeth will get the lesson they deserve. Now, they finally waited for this day!

  Goodrian stood up after venting, looking at the neatly lined up soldiers. "What we've always wanted has been delivered. Don't disappoint the German people, go and get familiar with the tanks first, tomorrow we'll have a 'real' tactical exercise!"

  "Yes!!!" The soldiers stood at attention, carefully wiping the soles of their shoes clean, afraid of dirtying the interior of the tank. They climbed up with care, reluctant to grab the handholds too tightly, fearing they might damage the tank. Their movements as they opened the hatch were extremely cautious, worried that excessive force would lead to an accident.

  A group of energetic soldiers, they drill into the vehicle, they will use their full spirit to learn how to drive a war chariot. The war chariots move in an orderly manner, slowly driving onto the open field. When the war chariots are driven, their caution disappears, and the war chariots quickly rush forward in various tactical formations.

  Xu Yang stood quietly beside Guderian, watching. He was in no hurry to return and report immediately. Seeing the tanks skillfully performing various tactical formations, he was amazed. "It's really hard to imagine that they are driving tanks for the first time!"

  "No!" Goodrian said: "They've been driving chariots all along. In their minds, in their dreams. They dream of driving chariots when they sleep!"

  Xu Yang stood at attention and saluted with force: "You are a group of excellent soldiers, pay respects!"

  Goodrian bowed solemnly and replied, "We are all excellent soldiers of the German Empire!" He asked in a curious tone, "I heard that you have written theories on armored warfare tactics?"

  Xu Yang was extremely embarrassed, he took off his military cap and rubbed the hair on his head, "Those... those are unorthodox ideas..."

  Goodrian slightly frowned, "Lieutenant, excessive humility is hypocrisy. Come, into my office, let's have a good talk."

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  Goodrian's office was actually a wooden-covered rest room, with walls covered in paintings of tanks from various countries, and even a blackboard that listed the weaknesses of each tank and how to attack them.

  In the corner of the wall on the north side, there is a glass cabinet with some models of chariots and tanks inside, as well as some strange artillery pieces. The barrels of these guns seem slightly longer than infantry cannons, and their bodies have a steel plate blocking them off; due to the small size of the model, it's impossible to guess what this type of gun is used for.

  Xu Yang walked in and went straight to the cabinet, intently looking at it, which gave Guderian a very good impression. Many people who came in would sit on the comfortable sofa on the west side and wouldn't bother to look at the cabinet full of strange models.

  "Huh?!"

  A voice of surprise made Goodrian walk over with a bit of unease, "What? What's going on?" Hmm... Inside the cabinet was his own head's fantasy possession of a firearm.

  Xu Yang pointed at a model similar to a rocket launcher and asked: "This, what is that device on the body of the tube?"

  Goodrian was slightly stunned, he thought Xu Yang was paying attention to those fierce-looking tank models, he said: "Oh! That's a device used to fix on the soldier's body, I think... such a small thing wants to launch ammunition with the same weight as a mortar shell, the recoil must be considerable."

  "Reverse tank rocket launcher?" Xu Yang was surprised again, "I'm dizzy! Is it designed by yourself? Do you have a design drawing?"

  Goodrian carefully took out the model and placed it on his palm, "You see, it's actually very small and easy to operate. About two soldiers can handle it. In my design, it can replace some 57mm cannons, but I haven't had a chance to test it yet, and I still can't find a suitable gas pressure to propel the projectile."

  Xu Yang's eyes widened, this is a very advanced individual heavy weapon, if it were to be designed and manufactured now, who would still need seven or eight soldiers to pull a cannon around? Gas pressure propelled warhead? Oh! It should be the prototype rocket projectile.

  Xu Yang's expression couldn't conceal his extreme longing, "Colonel (addressing someone of a higher rank), are you willing to sell me the design drawings?"

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