Imperial Overlord

"Now I know that it won't work to direct a massive landing without any preparations?" As the head of the German state, Li Le looked at his officers and asked coldly.

Brauchitch was looking down at the operational report on the landing on Crete. The messy plan implementation process made the field marshal have the urge to kill.

In his eyes, this was not a plan! There is no advance deduction and no demonstration process. The whole plan is a letter of intent written by a general who squatted in the office and patted his forehead.

Something like that "I'm going to hit somewhere today" mental record is not a Wehrmacht battle plan known for its rigor.

"My Führer... IMHO, this is not a plan at all, or Marshal Liszt's consideration on this matter is completely irrational." Brauchitch glanced at Lundstein next to him. Te, said so.

Lundstedt did not express his stance in such a hurry, but gently closed the copy of the plan in his hand, looked at Marshal Liszt who looked a little unsightly, and comforted: "The time for the battle decision is too long. In a hurry, this is also a last resort.”

Hearing Lundstedt's words, Brauchitch raised his eyebrows, which could make Marshal Liszt make a decision to rush to attack the island of Crerit. Eighty percent of it was Hitler, the Führer who was sitting in the first place.

What did he say just now? He just said that this matter was out of consideration. Isn't he pointing at the head of the state and scolding the street.

Although it was too late to regret, Brauchitch coughed to hide his embarrassment.

Marshal Liszt sat there without saying a word. As the commander of the 12th Army, from the moment he carried out the Fuhrer's order, he planned to take the blame for rash actions and ill-planned actions on himself.

Anyway, he has been promoted to the field marshal of the army under the care of the head of state. As a soldier, his honor has reached its peak... It can be regarded as a favor for the head of state, and from now on, the two will not owe each other. Liszt glanced at the head of state sitting not far away and thought to himself.

However, Li Le did not intend to let Liszt take the blame for himself. He looked at Brauchitch coldly, said in a low tone, "I asked General Liszt to carry out the order!"

After saying this, he added a heart-pounding sentence: "He must execute the orders of the Supreme Command, and must not make any modifications or disobedience!"

Hearing the Führer say this, Brauchitch wanted to get up and say something, but was stopped by Li Le raising his hand.

Li Le pressed his hand and motioned for the other party to sit down: "I know what you want to say. You want to tell me that I am a layman and don't understand military affairs, so don't meddle in the affairs of the army."

He glanced at Liszt and Lundstedt: "You still want to play Goering's Air Force with the honesty, go to play with Raedel's Navy, and don't bother the Army! Right? ?"

Hearing the Führer's yin and yang's strange words, Brauchitch couldn't hold back his face, and quickly explained: "I didn't mean that, Führer."

"Listen to me first!" A pair of eagle-like eyes swept towards Brauchitch, freezing all the latter's words in an instant.

He looked into each other's eyes, the temperature dropped to the extreme in an instant, and the air suddenly solidified.

Li Le likes Hitler's eyes very much. Although they are not beautiful, they are deterrent enough. They convey majesty, allowing Hitler to stifle the absurd ideas of his subordinates who dared to offend him with a mere look.

"But I want the army to experiment, and I want to understand, it is precisely this hasty!" Li Le expressed his thoughts and explained his decision to rush to land on Crete.

With his palm on the map, his tone was not hurried but high: "I am disappointed by the Army, you did not put any effort into the combat training of landing in the UK, and the exercises that took time and materials have exposed problems from I haven't summed it up carefully!"

Regarding the question of the landing exercise, Brauchitch knew that he was wrong, and all of a sudden there was no sound. Everyone, including Lundstedt and others, had just returned from the Eastern Front, and of course they wouldn't bother about the landing exercises.

General Liszt may now be the only senior commander who has commanded the landing operation. Everyone knows what the bear was like when he commanded the Crete landing.

Even if there is only such a child's play landing, he is already the person with the most experience in commanding landing operations in the army, and it is conceivable how second-hand the remaining generals are.

"It was just a Cretan landing, and without a single enemy firing, we killed 100 soldiers on the beach... If you were facing a beach where 500 soldiers were stationed, what a terrible block you would have encountered. , have you thought about it?" Li Le continued to ask, ignoring Brauchitch, who was already in a bit of a quandary.

"After we have lost 4,000 soldiers on the southern coast of the United Kingdom, and then come back to hold this meeting, I have a good reason to hang a few marshals directly to smear the honor of the marshals of this empire?" Having said that, Li Le patted the table heavily.

Sure enough, the head of state slapping the table is indeed a very useful means of intimidation. Brauchitch swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and Liszt's face became much more relaxed and natural.

Lundstedt lowered his eyes and looked at the copy of the Crete battle plan in front of him, but he thought about some details in the plan.

If the rashness and impulsiveness of the plan itself are ruled out, only from the data of the preparations and other aspects, it has to be said that a certain amount of experience in cross-sea landing operations has been obtained.

Including how much artillery support was used, and the time it took for the first landing troops to transfer to transport ships. The organization and coordination between the troops, as well as the difficulties faced by the landing, are all described in great detail.

From this point of view, it took the lives of only 100 soldiers to get such an after-the-fact experience summary, which is actually quite cheap.

What he didn't know was that the Allies paid thousands of soldiers' lives as tuition for the same experience in landing operations...

"What am I doing this for? Isn't it wiping your army's ass? When I really rely on you to fight the UK, are you going to ruin all our previous victories with a defeat?" Going to just give up the army commander-in-chief Brauchitch, he continued to question.

Brauchitch was ashamed, his face even uglier than his dead father. Being so well-founded and counterattacked by the head of state, and being detained with such a big hat as being responsible for the dead soldiers, even the commander-in-chief felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

Of course, seeing that Brauchitch did not show too serious mistakes in the subsequent Barbarossa operations, Li Le did not plan to change his army commander at this time.

He chased and fought hard, and after letting Brauchitch know the pressure of the Führer, he stopped his offensive just right: "I don't mean to blame anyone, I just want to explain to Marshal Liszt, after all, he is the Act on my orders!"

With this good start, the Fuhrer can absolve the obedient generals from responsibility, which in turn creates a faction within the army that is close to the Fuhrer.

These generals who hold Hitler's upper thighs can be protected by the Führer. And as long as these generals are obedient and carry out Li Le's orders earnestly, Li Le doesn't mind giving them support.

"I want everyone to know that we are fighting a war, not playing a game! If we lose the game, we will give up a few dollars to others, and if we lose the war, all of us here will be hanged! Some people will be spared. Escape?" Li Le glanced at his subordinates and asked.

"Even if you can escape the judgment of the enemy, can you escape the torment in your heart that ruined your country's future?" He sneered, leaving everyone speechless.

"Since everyone doesn't want to lose the war, when it comes to landing in the UK, as soon as the army implements the sea lion plan, it uses the navy as a shield and doesn't look for its own reasons at all. Is this the attitude a soldier should have?" Li Le asked another question, but no one could answer it.

In the end, Li Le simply didn't ask any more questions, and according to the copy of the documents such as the operational plan and summary of the landing on Crete placed next to the map on the desktop ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ opened the command: "Then let go of the prejudice. , take a closer look at these things and find the problems to avoid! That's what meetings are for!"

Answering the head of state, all the generals picked up the documents in front of them, carefully read the words on them, and there was a clattering sound of turning the pages.

When the absolute authority of the head of state is not used for wrangling and complaining about each other, but to improve the efficiency of analysis, the power is improved by several grades.

Soon, the German marshals and generals devoted themselves to studying the revelation of the Crete landing battle, and no one tried to pursue the sensitive matter of the Supreme Command forcing the generals to carry out chaos.

This kind of atmosphere is what Li Le likes, and it is also the atmosphere he adapts to as a technical head of state. He doesn't like intrigue, but he likes everyone to work together and move forward.

There was silence in the conference room, and everyone was looking at documents and data that had already been read over and over again. Frankly speaking, after looking at this document from another angle, the meaning is very different.

At least now, when German generals look at this document, they look at improvements and deficiencies from a professional point of view, and look at problems in the implementation process, not the order itself...