"Marson, according to the information we have now, everything is moving in the direction you expect. All the initiatives we have mastered are now the only way we should choose to solve this problem."

Weirle took off his monocle and said seriously to Xu Jun, who is now buried in a pile of telegrams and documents.

"There are so many things to consider, and so many problems to be solved. Oh my God, my head is almost dizzy by these things." Xu Jun read a telegram he had just received with a frown.

Since Xu Jun got on the captured British heavy cruiser, he has been dealing with various problems. He has been working for more than 20 hours in a row. Apart from taking a little rest during meals and bathing, his brain has almost never stopped. Although Hans had asked him to pay attention to his body and ask him to go to bed for a while, Xu Jun firmly refused every time. He really has no time or any time to rest because his plan has reached the most critical stage.

The intelligence that had been piled up two days ago was sent to him continuously. Almost every five minutes, a piece of information and piles of reports from which "bishop" came from a corner of Europe was handed over to him. Dozens of hours of continuous work almost exhausted the two poor translators and communications staff. They have now become the busiest and hardest people on this warship after Xu Jun.

When he first got on this warship, Xu Jun spent several hours solving the problems caused by accepting surrender. The surviving crew members on the destroyers were rescued by the submarines and the lifeboats on the warships. Xu Jun gave priority to the injured people to receive immediate treatment, and then arranged food and insulation clothes for others. To be honest, the British prisoners gave Xu Jun great cooperation and help in these matters, of course, this was also to help their own compatriots.

It is not difficult to settle the wounded, but it is not that easy to place the remaining healthy captured crew members. Although these sailors surrendered with their officers, according to the reputation of the British sailors in the world, it is really uneasy to put them by themselves. The British sailors did not pay as much attention to promises and reputation as they claimed. There are many conquerors who have been deceived by British prisoners in war for hundreds of years and lost their lives. After being captured, they fled or rioted, as deeply engraved in the hearts of these proud sea men.

In contrast, the surrendered British officials were the most reassuring prisoners in the world. They paid great attention to their honor. Unless necessary, even if they were given a chance to escape, they would sniff it.

Xu Jun now has limited troops, only twelve Storm Commando and twenty sailors, who are still non-combatants pieced together from three submarines. The rest are his subordinates, a large group of senior officers and staff officers. In comparison, these people are not as powerful as those Storm Commando to the sailors in addition to being able to scare the British in uniform.

Based on the situation at that time, after discussing with Carsonte, Xu Jun locked up the strong sailors in three huge cabins. He temporarily closed all the passages in that area and arranged six commandos to guard the entrances and exits, and a dedicated person would transport food to them. He sincerely hoped that the British would not cause any trouble before arriving at Dunker. The British sailors in some key positions were continued to stay in those positions, but their actions were monitored by a German sailor. The German sailors would report their situation to the bridge every ten minutes, at least no problems had occurred yet.

All the work on ship navigation was handed over to the naval officers drawn from the three submarines, and Navy Colonel Ziegfee von Royenkram deserved to be the new captain of the Devonshire, of course, temporary.

The captured British officials were placed in the officer's cabin. Xu Jun did not give them any restrictions except that they could not move around at will. The two German army majors were guarding them, and they were all promoted by lower-level officers based on military achievements. Xu Jun believed that they should have sufficient self-defense capabilities in front of these naval officers, not to mention that they were all equipped with weapons.

The army officers were placed in the officer's lounge, where the elegant environment could soothe the broken hearts of the army officers. They were guarded in shifts by four Storm members. I believe that under the fierce eyes of the SS soldiers, they would definitely act like a group of real gentlemen.

The three submarines have now been dragged by steel cables on the stern of the ship. In order to tie the three cables, the German sailors have really lost a lot of effort. Now these three ocean submarines are being dragged by this heavy cruiser along the Dutch and Belgian coastlines at a maximum speed of 20 knots toward their destination in France.

"Marson, it's already six o'clock in the evening. Do you think you're going to have some rest and have some dinner?" Hans pushed open the door of the conference room and walked in. He looked at Xu Jun with a worried look.

"Oh, it's already six o'clock." Xu Jun looked up at the wall clock on the wall and turned his head to look at the haggard staff sitting beside him who were also buried in the telegram pile.

"Okay. I think everyone is tired, let's have a meal." Xu Jun said to Hans with a smile.

"Okay, Marshal, I'll ask the chef to serve the dishes immediately. Today there is a good stewed veal soup, as well as German sausage and fruit pies. I'll go and ask them to serve it." Hans ran out of the door happily.

"Hey, my waist is almost broken. I didn't expect that so much information would be accumulated in a few days. Just looking at the part I was responsible for would almost straighten my eyes." Muller stood up and twisted his sore waist and legs.

"My Marshal, what should we do next? I see that the meaning of these information is already very obvious, and you will win." Daogen said while putting down the report in his hand and massaged his neck.

"The situation on the French front is now very serious and has reached a point where we can't continue. If we don't solve it within a week, we will lose this war." Haron struggled to stretch his back.

"Okay, dear officials, we should let the marshal rest and have dinner soon. We won't organize the documents on the table. Today there is veal and veal." Randolph quickly sorted out the documents on the table. He was doing intelligence analysis and sorting, so in comparison he was easier than others.

"You..." Daogen seemed to twist his neck suddenly. He covered his neck and stared at the cheerful deputy fiercely, thinking in his heart whether he should throw the SS's shame back on the submarine. But the next second Daogen rejected his plan. For the honor of the SS, he must not let this fool leave his sight, not even a second.

"Okay, don't talk about these issues now. Let's discuss them later when you eat. Let's sort out these things first. I'm really a little hungry now." After Xu Jun said that, he began to sort out the pile of telegrams in front of him.

"Yes, I haven't worked for such a long time in a long time. The last time I was doing the preparations for the Battle of Dunkerk." Weirler said with a smile.

At this time, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Hans led two orderly soldiers to push the dining cart in. The two orderly soldiers first helped the officers move the documents on the table to the sofa on the side, and then brought the steaming food to the conference table. After all the dishes were served, Hans walked to the seat next to Xu Jun and sat down.

"Hans, you're a general, you'll just leave these things to the orderly soldiers in the future." Weirler picked up the wine glass in front of him and said to Hans with a smile.

"How can this be done? Although I am a general, I am still an adjutant of the marshal. Before the marshal appointed his life lieutenant, it is my responsibility to take care of his diet and daily life. Even if I become a general, I cannot change this." Hans also replied with a smile.

"It seems that I really want to be prepared to be a life adjutant. You have more important work to care about, Hans." Xu Jun picked up the napkin and stuffed it into the collar.

"I understand, Marshal." Hans nodded respectfully from the side. He was so smart that he did not ask Xu Jun what the more important job was.

"Okay, everyone has worked hard for this matter. Let's start eating."

Xu Jun picked up the wine glass and took a sip, then swung the knife and fork to destroy the delicious food in front of him. It seemed that everyone was hungry, but no one said a word before eliminating the German intestines and veal. Everyone was working hard. It was not until they began to destroy the huge fruit pie that Weirle opened the topic.

"My Marshal." Weirle took the napkin with satisfaction and wiped his mouth. As the officer with the least appetite among Xu Jun's subordinates, the chief of staff had already performed extraordinaryly today.

"My Marshal, according to what the information said, that person has been completely confused by you. No, it should be said that he is almost crazy by you. Now he is so suspicious that even his most trusted adjutant is not allowed to approach his bedroom at night. He has removed his entire guard and all the civilians you have come into contact with. I now feel more and more that this person is beginning to slowly lose the qualifications he must be a head of state."

"Yes, what makes me incredible is that he has not yet arrived at the French front. According to the intelligence, he is still rushing around Metz. At his speed, it will take at least three days to reach Lille. This is the result of his distrust of anyone. For safety, he dare not take his special plane and train. He actually drove from the "Cliff Castle" to France in a car. It's such a big joke, hahahaha." Muller smiled loudly. If the names he was mocking now were just scared to death by the name he was laughing at now.

"He has done radio silence. Now he has completely lost his connection in Berlin. All the Nazi leaders, including Dr. Goebbels, don't know what happened. It is obvious that he has not told any of his comrades. He will pay a heavy price for his suspicion." Daogen put down his knife and fork and said seriously.

"Your confusion operation was very successful. The destroyer had already docked at Kiel Harbor the day before yesterday. Your guard and the officers were strictly completing their tasks as planned. They disguised as your officers and had secretly exposed themselves in three places. I believe that all the German people will know that you are in that team and you are heading towards Berlin in a big way. We have also reported to the Navy Command here. According to your intention, we deliberately informed the Navy of your news on this warship. That person now doesn't know which side is the real you. According to his current state, he will definitely be undecided about whether he should return to Berlin or continue to march to the front-line headquarters." Halong continued.

"It's true, this is the effect I want. He can no longer use any of his intelligence. Now he will wait until we get ashore to contact all the army generals and then discuss how to end the farce. We still have a lot of work next. The news I just obtained is that the scumbags in the logistics department have been cleaned up by my subordinates using Heidrich's hands. Now no one can stop us from transporting the materials that were urgently needed on the front line to the French front line. I believe that in two days, the materials can be distributed to the hands of various armies. Within a week, the German army will restore all its combat effectiveness." Xu Jun said with a smile.

"Is that so? Marshal, this is really great. As long as the supplies are transported up, no one can stop us from moving forward. I believe that the generals and marshals will jump up happily. We can completely destroy Wei Gang's defense line in one week, no, three days, and then hit Paris." Halong's face was full of excitement.

"Yes, the German Army will not disappoint you, Mr. Marshal."

Weirle raised his wine glass to Xu Jun.

"Tomorrow early in the morning we will re-embark on the land of Dunker, where your army is waiting for you. I believe that in a week, what will await you will be the whole of Germany, then France, Europe, and the whole world. My Marshal."
Chapter completed!