Separating from Akado, Sicket walked back to the command of the First Division with some decline. When he saw Harmon who was studying the map, he saw his confidant general, Sicket nodded with relief and sat next to the table.

"Acardo disappointed me so much." Sickett opened the military kettle placed on the table, took a sip of water and sighed.

Harmon was stunned and looked up at Sickett: "What's wrong? Lieutenant Colonel Acardo smashed the task you gave him?"

"No." Sicket shook his head, looked at the combat map and raised his eyebrows: "What do you think of the combat capabilities of the 15th Armored Division?"

"It's very strong. This division is equipped with many armored reconnaissance vehicles, and the truck is three times that of our First Division. Although most of their divisions are ordinary infantry, I have visited the maneuverability of the 103rd Regiment and the 105th Regiment, which can be described as terrible."

"In other words, the cars that Akado bought were more effective than the bicycles and war horses I equipped you with?" Sicket asked with some displeasure.

After wiping the sweat, Harmon knew that Sickett's stubbornness was extraordinary and said helplessly: "Of course, if there is fuel, their maneuverability is indeed better than our 1st Division, but logistics supply is sometimes not timely, so I have the confidence to defeat the 15th Division in a real combat environment."

"You are right! And the analysis is very good! Continue to develop the 1st Armored Division according to my plan. I will strive to expand ten more bicycle companies for your division and equip your war horses with an additional 500 horses. This will greatly improve your mobility." Sicket said with a smile, then looked at the map, pointed to a point above and asked with interest: "In the afternoon, do you want to capture this place?"

"Yes! General!" Harmon nodded and said.

"I wish you a victory!" Sickett smiled and walked out with his hands behind his back.

Harmon wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed: "Give me another thousand bicycles? What a joke, you might as well get me twenty trucks. Our division headquarters has a high-power radio and generator, and you can only drag it away with a horse."

However, his lamenting voice was extremely low, and he couldn't help but envy Akado, who dared to speak out in a blunt way. Not everyone dared to say his thoughts in front of his superiors, at least Colonel Harmon wouldn't.

"General! Will Germany equip cars and armored vehicles in large quantities to re-arm itself?" A French reporter stepped forward with malicious intentions, staring at General Sickett, who had just walked out of the command center with a small notebook with a smirk.

This is a language trap. If Sickett says that Germany is indeed equipped with a large number of armored vehicles and cars, then he will undoubtedly admit that Germany is re-arming itself.

"Car? Armored vehicles? Those things that waste fuel and have no practical effect can only be used to deliver milk to my troops!" Sickett was in a bad mood, with a cloudy face on his face, pointed to a truck not far away and replied loudly: "Let these broken things go to hell!"

His words made the American reporter standing aside and preparing to watch the show cover his mouth and laugh. The American reporter was a big beauty, with his golden wavy curly hair trembling with the laughter, which was very beautiful.

The French reporter was disappointed, but he looked satisfied, because all countries were equipped with these new weapons on a large scale, and only the commander-in-chief of the German Wehrmacht stubbornly looked down on these weapons. It seemed that Germany's backwardness was destined.

"Sir! What does the General say?" A soldier saw Akado walking over with a gloomy face and stood attentively saluting: "When can we get a car?"

Looking at the soldiers with hope, Akado stopped, hid the negative emotions on his face, and stood attentive and returned a very standard military salute: "We will soon have cars and armored vehicles. You may drive tanks in a few years, and then we will be the most powerful army in the world!"

"We are already the most powerful army!" The soldier was confident and stood straight: "I hope you will always be our commander!"

"Yes! I also hope you will trust me as always! Support me!" Akado said. He found the fruits of his efforts. This army keenly captured what he needed and was full of desire for these equipment. All his efforts over the past few years have been worth it and rewarded.

Hitler returned to the origin, and the illusion that history had been inverted to Acardo had now dissipated; General Sickett's stubborn obstruction made him disheartened, but he now found his own goal.

Thinking of this, Akado looked at Geer who was following him, waved and said, "Ger, come and find Lieutenant Gris later, and then say I want to see her."

After saying that, he took out the leather gloves stuffed on his armed belt, slapped them on his trouser legs twice, cleaned up the dust, then put the gloves on his hands, sat on the convertible car on one side, and said to Geer, who was sitting in the driver's seat, "Take me to the 103rd Regiment first, I'll wait for Lieutenant Gris there! Remember, don't let anyone know, I'm looking for her."

When the car started, the soldiers around him saw Akado's car and cheered. Akado personally selected them and trained them to become the backbone of the National Defense Forces. Everything he did gave these soldiers a new life.

Just when the Nazi Party believers were still hiding their heads and tails in the National Defense Forces, some grassroots officers were celebrating Akado's achievements, which was also the result of Akado's hiding in the Tack Project. Many soldiers were asked to memorize Akado's life before being arranged to the army. Akado's heroic story has been widely circulated in the National Defense Forces and is well-known.

So it is very natural if there are soldiers from the National Defense Forces who don’t know General Sikte very well, but almost everyone can tell a story about Akado, such as he was promoted for saving hundreds of people in poison gas, and he once turned against the head of the logistics department in order to provide more soldiers with a truck.

In the afternoon, Gris and a young captain's * were interrupted. Gris smiled and came behind Gris, and pointed her epaulette with his hands: "Prince Gris, I know you are very busy now, but General Sickett has something important to come to you!"

"General? What's the matter with me?" Gris looked puzzled, but he still stood up, twisted her huge body, and left with the thin Gris. The captain who had just now shrugged helplessly and continued to drink his coffee.

"Lieutenant Colonel Acardo, I guess you are looking for me. Let me tell you, what can you think of such a powerful lieutenant, Mr. Acardo, who is in power, think of me as a little lieutenant?" Seeing Acardo in the trench, Gris said with a teasing look on his face.

Akado pointed to several remittance slips on the table and looked up at Grace: "A few days ago, your baron's father suffered from pulmonary edema, and a mysterious person paid 210,000 marks of medical expenses for your family."

"Ltd. Colonel Acardo, I think you have bribed the wrong person! I was promoted by General Sickett and would never betray him for a little money! Besides, when I received the unknown remittance, I had already told General Sickett privately! He knew about this!" Gris sneered, turned around and walked out.

While walking, he said in a mocking tone: "Since I know who is kind to help, I will be relieved. I will return the money to you slowly, generous Lieutenant Colonel Acardo! As for why you have so much money, you should think of a reason and explain it to General Sickett!"

"Very good! I deserve to be Sicket's most trusted secretary! I'm so impressed!" Akado applauded and laughed, then looked at Grace who turned around and looked at him in confusion, and slowly pointed to the remittance slips on the table: "I advise you to take a closer look."

Grace frowned, turned back, walked to the table, picked up the remittance slip, and after looking at it for a few seconds, his face turned pale.

"Since you want to return the money to the creditor, I kindly found the address for you. Good guy, a 200,000 mark of mark, or mail it to your father and your brother from Paris, France. No more or less, each person is exactly one hundred thousand." Akado smiled smirked. At this moment, he was like a demon from hell.

Walking to Gris, Akado shrugged: "The mailing address is very clear. You can give up the ninth department under the French intelligence department, but the Gestapo will shoot all your family tonight. The charges are very clear and very bad, and treason."

"You are framed!" Gris stared at Akado and said hatefully.

"Think about your fiancé, he has just joined the Gestapo for a few days. I am going to arrange for him to perform a mission in the Soviet Union. I believe you don't want your lover to die in Siberia, right?"

Grace looked at Akado and said viciously: "Despicable!"

"Okay! I admit that I'm despicable! I can only show the last chip." Akado spread his hands and said, "If you are willing to cooperate, I can give you ten million dollars after the matter is done."

"What did you ask me to do? Poison General Sickett?" Gris was startled by such a large sum of money and looked at Akado in shock, a little panicked.

"No! You don't have to do anything! Just hide something for me when reporting on some of my work!" Akado said with a smile.

"You ask me to embezzle military expenses with you? God! You will be shot! I will be done with you!" Gris stared at Akado with wide eyes, as if he didn't believe that Akado was a huge corrupt official.

"Embrace military expenses? Germany's military expenses are not enough! Lieutenant! How much does it cost to embezzle the ten million dollars I promised to give you? Do you have the ability to make half of the National Defense Forces drink the northwest wind and not be discovered?" Akado was amused by Grace's speculation.

"Then, what did you ask me to hide for you?" Gris asked a little calmer and swallowed.

Akado is like a tempting crime demon: "I want to secretly purchase cars and cannons to equip the Wehrmacht. General Sikte doesn't agree with this slightly radical plan, so I plan to do it myself!"
Chapter completed!