After three months and four days as his captain, Akado received a letter of appointment. When he boarded the train to Berlin, he still couldn't tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. The so-called happiness came too fast, which made him a little unable to bear. He was a little confused, and he couldn't think of why Berlin had such an order, and was promoted to a newly promoted captain onto the last train of the real officer, making him a new major in the Wehrmacht.

His promotion speed can be said to be the fastest in German history. To a certain extent, it should be said that his military rank was completely illegal, but fortunately he had good luck.

Because his previous promotion was operated by a completely illegal provisional government, and the chaos caused by this provisional government has not been completely calmed until now, people are in a hurry to deal with various sequelae of coup, and no one cares about the small matter of a certain lieutenant being promoted to captain.

After all, there are as many as seventeen temporary ministers waiting to be dealt with, and there are more than twenty major generals and lieutenant generals, so it is not interesting to be promoted to a lieutenant to a captain.

Moreover, the reason for Lieutenant Acardo to be promoted to captain is that because of the praise from Colonel Cruze, Acardo's promotion reasons are sufficient, fully comply with the promotion rules and regulations, and are completely reasonable and legal.

On the contrary, this time, Akado was promoted to major, and there were many discussions. For example, Akado had too little qualifications and had just worked as a captain for more than three months; and he had not made any contributions, nor did he perform any outstandingly. It can be said that he had been idle for three months in the air in the gas prevention team.

However, the major's promotion was proposed by the newly appointed commander-in-chief General Sickett. Naturally, there was no 25 who was unreasonable to oppose it. For a strange promotion, everyone adopted a default attitude - maybe this young man named Akado was Sickett's godson? What should I do with such nostalgic business?

Becoming a formal officer, the treatment is different. Moreover, this is the core of Berlin, the entire Germany. As soon as Akado got off the train, a sergeant stepped forward to salute, his heels knocked together, and the crisp sound could be heard clearly even in noisy places like the train station: "Mr. Major, Sergeant Ger, the guard guard of the General Command Garrets, pays tribute to you."

Akado was still a little uncomfortable. He subconsciously raised his right hand, replied with a military salute before saying, "Hello, Sergeant Geer, I am from Hamburg, and I am about to report to the General Headquarters."

Sergeant Geer was obviously a little confused. He came to pick up Aka's school and also showed his identity. As a result, the nervous Major in front of him seemed to introduce himself again, looking very reserved. This Major was very interesting, and he didn't seem to be a superior air, nor did he look like a nobleman. In short, this Major was a long way from the rumors that General Sikt's illegitimate son... as if he was like a farmer in the countryside.

After walking out of the station, Akado adapted to his new identity. A black car was passing through the crowded streets, cutting through dense crowds. Akado, sitting in the back row, looked at the towering buildings on both sides, listened to Sergeant Ger, who was eloquent in front of him introducing the local customs and customs of Berlin, or heard him complaining about the same "Versailles Treaty".

The car stopped in front of the gate of a building's yard. Two German soldiers carrying rifles came over and saluted and extended their hands to the window: "Sir, this is the General Command of the National Welfare Army. Please show your ID."

After rolling down the car window, Akado handed out his ID and walked along the soldiers' armpits and saw a metal sign hanging on the door post on this side, which read "Germany Wehrmacht General Command" in beautiful font.

The soldier looked at the ID, returned the ID to Akado, and then saluted another military salute: "Welcome, Mr. Major." After that, he retreated to the side and signaled to release.

The railing at the door slowly rose, and the car swayed again. Akado took a deep breath and finally let himself come here. This is his own stage, a great stage to realize his dream of the Third Reich.

"How many schools in Aka, welcome you. General Sickett is waiting for you. Please put down your things and come with me." Outside General Sickett's office, a very burly female secretary was teasing a maid who was responsible for cleaning up the ground with coffee. After seeing Akado coming in, she put down her cup, waved her hand to signal Sergeant Ger who came in with Akado, and then said, "You are the luckiest person I have ever met."

Lucky? Akado touched his nose and smiled bitterly. The twenty-one-year-old major was indeed very lucky, but now the mess of the German side is really difficult enough. He is confident that there are not many people in the headquarters except him.

"Do you know me?" Akado asked casually. It seemed that everyone knew him here, but he didn't know any of them.

"I am Second Lieutenant Gris, General Sickett's secretary. You can say that you are a celebrity in the headquarters recently, so I think many people here know you. But now you know me!" Gris smiled, revealing the toughness and ability unique to Germanic women.

Seeing Akado put the briefcase in his arms on the sofa next to the door, Gris walked to the door of General Sickett's office and knocked gently.

"Come in!" A sound rang inside. Akado couldn't hear it very clearly through the door, but Gris obviously heard it clearly and pushed open the office door.

Inside, opposite the gate, there is a large desk, which is very large and a bit inexplicable. It seems that this place is worthy of being the headquarters of the German Wehrmacht, and even the table is the largest in Germany. Akado thought badly: Will it be bigger than the President's table?

Major General Sickett heard the sound of Akado coming in and raised his head. He had two beards with the Prussian logo, looked at the somewhat cramped Akado with a smile, reached out and took off the single-eye glasses clipped to his right eye.

"It's you!" Akado subconsciously screamed. He was a little confused. He had seen the middle-aged man in his fifties in front of him. On the train he was taking to Hamburg that day, the middle-aged man was sitting opposite him.

"Yes, it's me." General Sickett smiled, put the lens in his hand on the table, stood up and stretched: "Now I know why I called you to me?"

"I still don't know, why don't you tell me directly." Akado really didn't know why the highest boss in front of him brought him here.

"I think what you said on the train is right, so I'll bring you in and hope you can be my assistant." Sickett said bluntly: "I need someone like you to revitalize the future of Great Germany."

"Everyone can shout slogans, Mr. General, how are you sure I am the kind of person you need?" Akado ended his cramping and stared at General Sickett and asked.

"Young man, I have lived for most of my life. If even people can't understand, how can I achieve this position?" Sickett pointed to the chair beside him with a conceited look and continued in a somewhat joking tone: "Do you don't believe in your ability, or do you think I've seen the wrong person?"

"Mr. General, I am frank, there is no one more suitable person in this building than me! You have found a treasure for Team Germany!" Akado stood attentively and said confidently.

"Don't be so sure, Mr. Major, if you are not competent, I will get you out of my army! In addition, I don't want you to be able to brag. What I need is a capable man!" Sicket pointed to the stack of documents in front of him, staring at Akado with a sharp look, and said, "This is the test!"

Akado walked up, picked up the document and read it carefully. On the first page, there was a line of big words written: "The Reorganization Plan of the 1st Division of the German Wehrmacht Forces".

"Tell me what you think, how much school is Aka." Walking to the sofa beside him, General Sicket sat down, crossed his legs, picked up the water cup above, put it on his mouth and took a squeak, making a squeak.

"General, if we are dealing with future wars, I think we need a tank unit! Once a tank owns a tank, it can become a tank unit!" Akado said after looking through two pages.

"The Treaty of Versailles does not allow us to own tanks, you know! Why do you still say that?" Sickett asked, putting down his legs and crossing his legs.

Akado's mouth raised slightly upwards: "Then let's get around the Treaty of Versailles. I think you are planning that way, General?"

"Keep talking!" Sicket said with a frown on his chin. He felt a little inspiration and something flashed through his mind.

Akado pointed to the plan and said, "This unit must be equipped with at least 60 large-caliber artillery. Infantry with insufficient capacity is temporarily equipped with bicycles. Secret training personnel simulates tank troops. Although we do not have tanks, we can use canvas to cover cars to simulate tanks."

"According to your expectations, how powerful is this division?" Sickett asked his most concerned question.

"Combat power?" Akado proudly lit up the plan on the coffee table with his finger and said contemptuously: "This division can tear open the defense line composed of at least two armies."
Chapter completed!