"Of course it's not enough, and I have been sent back to Berlin by the head of state for a while and have not been on the Eastern Front for long! If I don't work hard to learn to lead troops to fight, I'm afraid I will soon be able to fade out of the battlefield and will not be able to become a general as powerful as my father!"

Heinzgant Guderian refuted to refute his mother's objection.

"But going to the Middle East is not much safer than the Eastern Front! On the Eastern Front, you can also use the army of Model and Manstein to resist the Soviet attacks. But if you arrive in the Middle East, no one knows how many British troops there will be there and the US military!"

Margaret Gorny shook his head slightly disagreed with a worried and caring expression.

"But Mother, I really want to follow my father to the Middle East battlefield and learn his practical tactics of the tank war!"

After hearing this, Heinzgant Guderian looked at his mother Margaret Gorney even more persistently, and said with a childlike temper.

"Hey! Be serious, you are no longer a child now. You are an imperial officer now. Why are you still so childish and have no sense of maturity at all!"

"How can I let you follow me to fight in the Middle East like you are so immature? If something happens to you, how can I explain to your mother, and I don't want you to embarrass me!"

Guderian couldn't bear to bear with his son's spoiled attitude and scolded him.

"This...father! I really want to go!"

Heinzgant Guderian pleaded in a low mood.

"I will give you a chance after I check the terrain in the Middle East and the situation of the British and American troops! Now you have to honestly help the head of state train more qualified officers and soldiers to protect the land of our empire!"

"Otherwise, you will never want to go to the Middle East with me to fight tanks! And if you can please the head of state and become a capable general he likes, then you can apply to the head of state if you want to fight there in the future. As long as he opens his mouth, will you still need to be so depressed?"

"If you don't want to lose my face, then you will start to become a talent in our German Empire and let the head of state discover your talents, and then he will raise you up. Everything will be based on strength. If you have talent, you will be able to make materials there and will be appreciated and reused by others!"

"On the contrary, if you are a mediocre person and only know how to talk, then you will only be a foil for others, and you are simply a mediocre person who cannot be supported! Even if I support you, it will not last long!"

"Strength! Strength! If you want to get what you want, everything depends on your own strength!"

Looking at his son who was in a relatively strong mood, Guderian continued to scold him unhappily.

“…”

Heinzgant Guderian, who was determined to seek opportunities for comfort, was speechless and covered in black lines.

Because he had a dream, he didn't expect that he had begged his father to take him to the Middle East to fight. Who knew that not only did he fail, he also caused his father Goodrian to scold him.

Faced with such unexpected results, Heinzgant Goodrian was really disheartened and speechless.

"Okay! My father actually thought and said this, so I can only listen to your opinion!"

After a long time, Heinzgant Guderian sighed helplessly.

"That's right! Soldiers are going to obey the orders of superior officers!"

Looking at his son who was still in a hurry, Guderian's tone calmed down and said with a gentle smile.

"It seems that this time I really only have the route of the head of state. Otherwise, I would never have the chance to go to the Middle East to fight with my father!"

Looking at his father, Guderian, who seemed to be letting go of the rocks in his heart, Heinzgant Guderian lamented even more in his heart.

However, on the surface, he still pretended to be obedient to his father Guderian's words, and came to hide the truth.

Then he chatted with Guderian for a while, hurriedly finished his meal and left.

"You really won't let him fight with you in the Middle East?"

After his son left the dining room, Margaret Gorny looked at his husband Goodrian affectionately, worried.

"Late later! Now I have to prepare for what we will set out in three days. You don't have to worry too much, I have my own arrangements!"

Goodrian responded to his wife Margaret Gorney in a gentle tone.

"Middle East! I'll be here soon!"

"This time I must sweep the Middle East and keep my name there, even the whole world!"

Then the ambition in his heart gradually ignited, and he decided in his heart.
Chapter completed!