Iron Cross Fire

Kuster sat in the command room, thinking about how to use the existing troops to turn the tide of the war.

Suddenly, he said to Hai Shan beside him:

"Sir, I would like to know where the German troops are now."

Haishan answered him with practical actions, and several top-secret letters were placed on the table.

Kuster took it apart one by one and after reading it carefully, he felt it was very strange.

This was not because he was ill, but because he was able to push back the front within one day. This result that refreshed his outlook on things made Kuster not believe it at all.

He felt that this was a Russian conspiracy, and they were releasing false information in an attempt to prevent him from accurately judging their intentions.

But the fabrication is too outrageous. Why is it possible for humans to advance forty kilometers a day at such a speed?

The Russians are so funny, no dog can believe this kind of thing, let alone a general with full military experience.

Unfortunately, it was now impossible to establish contact with the four German divisions and determine where they were.

However, at least almost all the Turkish army's contacts are still intact, and they can be used to determine the position of the German army.

Kuster immediately contacted Hassan Izet, who was originally the commander-in-chief of the Third Turkish Army. However, after Kuster was transferred to the Caucasus, he rejected dissidents. As an army-level figure, he naturally received special treatment, and soon he Was emptied out by some Austrian officers.

As soon as the call was connected, Kuster said:

"General Hassan, have you encountered any Germans recently?"

"Ah? German? Wait, I'll ask my men, about five minutes."

Hassan hung up the phone, and Kuster went about his business as usual.

But after waiting and waiting for twenty minutes, I didn’t receive a call back. The Kuster bastard couldn’t stand it anymore, so he directly picked up the phone:

"My general, did you see the Germans passing by?"

"I forgot to call back, sorry. The 47th Division and the 52nd Division both saw the Germans. They seem to be three divisions in size, and they use similar equipment to you Austrians."

"Then do you know where they went?"

"I don't know, but judging from the marching track, we should have reached the Lesser Caucasus Mountains."

"This is impossible! Even if you are pretending to be confused, you should think it over for yourself. Trabzon is so far away from the Caucasus, and even if they can fly there with artillery shells, they won't be able to fly there that fast!" Kuster was a little angry and yelled rudely.

Hassan was also very angry and said in a stronger tone:

"It's true! Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, my 33rd Division saw it. At about night, the Germans smashed the Russian army's attacking spearhead, and they also took the opportunity to get some arms. When we were leaving, I saw the Germans running for the mountains with my own eyes.

Also, shouldn’t you be in contact with them? You are the one who knows them best! "

"Fart! Your communication equipment is so bad, it doesn't match our Germanic people's, and we can't establish any contact at all."

"Ah! Can the communication equipment be matched? You piece of shit Austrian, don't talk nonsense! Our Turkic things are far more advanced than the world..."

The two people didn't look at each other, and they continued to argue for nearly half an hour without stopping.

During this period, the two of them had a great time, but the staff around them were tortured to the point of bleeding. In the end, Haishan couldn't bear it anymore and begged her grandfather to tell her grandma and begged them to stop arguing.

Kuster just glanced at him, took a sip of water, and then continued to argue with the other end of the phone.

Seeing that they had no intention of interrupting, Haishan had no choice but to break the news - successfully establishing contact with the German army.

Of course, this was made up, but Kuster was also a little tired and happened to find a way to get off the stairs.

After hanging up the phone, Kuster grabbed Haishan and hurried to the radio station, and then asked the staff:

"What the hell! Where are the Germans from those four divisions? I'll kill them all when they come back."

The man was confused when asked, but Haishan came out in time and said:

"Gan, I obviously sent a telegram just now, why is it gone again now?"

Facing Kuster's full expectations and invisible pressure, Haishan stumbled, and the words she had thought of before turned into nonsense.

This obviously did not satisfy Kuster. Just when he was about to get angry again, a big soldier ran over and said:

"Sir! There's a telegram about the Germans!"

Kuster grabbed it, and Haishan also came to his side, and the two of them looked at it together.

"Haha, let me tell you, it's impossible for someone to run so fast. You see, they just defeated the Russian army in Trabzon."

Kuster only looked at a little bit and said happily, but Haishan, who was looking carefully at the side, was not satisfied. He retorted:

"You have to note that the sending time was 9 a.m. on April 11, which is already 25 hours ago."

"The Germans are really a bunch of bastards. They didn't reply to me for so long." Kuster said without a doubt:

"Even so, how far can they run in 25 hours? Especially in complex mountainous terrain, even dogs can't believe they can run 40 kilometers!"

"Then you need to pay more attention. This is the telegram we intercepted."

"Then I really forgot. With your level, you can basically not intercept information from the Russians. This is probably false information released by the Russians."

Although it was meant to be insulting, Hai Shan still tried to please her.

Until the Turkish officer on the side couldn't stand it anymore and said that this information was intercepted by the Germans and passed here through their hands.

In order to convince him, the officer directly showed him the latest intelligence, which indeed stated that it was sent by the Russians.

After confirming that it was correct, Kuster was not happy. You, Germany, have never revealed any information to me before. Why did you give it to me when your troops came here? It is useless when it is useful, and it is useful when it is not useful.

But where are the Germans? None of the information gave a specific location, which was confusing.

Finally, at noon that day, the Germans finally sent them a telegram in person, which was full of professional slang:

"With the joint attack of the four divisions, we effectively annihilated the enemy's active forces, frustrated their offensive intentions, severely damaged the enemy's will to fight, and put them in a dilemma.

This counterattack disintegrated the enemy's bold offense against us, opened up new channels for us to attack, greatly strengthened the people's belief in fighting, and enabled us to establish an invincible position in the Caucasus.

This offensive should be an immortal specimen of the Allied Forces and a spiritual example that inspires all armies to persist in fighting; we have opened up a blue ocean of development for the post-war world, so that future generations can be proud of us, but we do not know what this glory is. how. "

All the bells and whistles were meant to take credit, but Kuster didn't care about all the nonsense he did and just asked them where they were.

The strict Germans are very strict. They told them the location neatly, but they didn't know what they were planning.

Kuster cursed and picked up the telegram, his pupils dilated in the next second.

"They really climbed 40 kilometers..." Kuster muttered, and then said angrily:

"Tell them to stop. Come back and I'll knock them all down in one fell swoop."

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