"This is our last bottom line, go and tell them, you know what to say."

Xu Jun casually played with the brand new Mauser pistol in his hand, pressed down the safety, and closed it again.

"Abide by my head. They will definitely surrender. From their performance in the negotiations these days, it can be seen that they are under pressure from within the French parliament, and they are eager to end this war that makes them feel desperate."

Ribbintrov respectfully picked up the documents on the table with a flattering smile.

"We are the same, Ribbintrop. Every week the Battle of France lasted, Germany had to pay an extra 27 million marks, and the supplies consumed were astronomical. We could not afford to delay, and I did not want to waste those precious resources and time in such places."

Xu Jun pulled open the chamber of the Mauser pistol, and a sparkling brass bullet jumped out of the bullet casing and fell on the tabletop covered with green velvet cloth.

"I understand, my head. Please rest assured that I will let them accept all our conditions before you give me a certain deadline."

Ribbintrov put away his signature flattering smile and said seriously.

"That's it, Mr. Ribbintrov. I look forward to your success."

Xu Jun nodded, then raised his chin to the door.

"This is my glory, my head of state."

Ribbintrov bowed respectfully, and then stepped back to the door before turning around and walking out.

"My head of state, Marshal Von Brenberg, has arrived. Do you want to see him now?" The handsome adjutant stood at the door and reported.

"Oh, please come in."

Xu Jun put down the pistol, stood up and pulled his clothes hard.

"As for your order, my head of state. General, the head of state invites you to come in."

With a crisp sound of leather boots, the former German Army Commander-in-Chief strode into the office.

"Good morning, my head of state."

Brenberg raised the marshal's staff in a spirit and saluted Xu Jun.

"Good morning, Lord Marshal. Please sit here."

Xu Jun smiled and turned from behind the desk enthusiastically led Brenberg to the couch in a corner of the office.

"Eric, please send you a pot of tea. By the way, there is also chocolate, the kind you gave me yesterday."

Xu Jun turned around and ordered the adjutant who was still standing at the door waiting.

"As for your order, please wait, my head, Your Excellency the Marshal."

Emperor Seinhofen turned around and retreated neatly.

"How are you resting during this period? My Marshal, I hope you have recovered from your health."

Xu Jun said to Brenberg with a smile.

"I had a good rest, my head. During this period, I have been traveling all over Paris. I have never been in a good state as I am now. I am confident that I can complete any task you have assigned me." Brenberg replied with a smile.

"That's really great. By the way, I heard that you and Marshal Braushich often go fishing, how did they do the results."

Xu Jun opened the cigar box on the table and pulled out a cigar.

"Haha, yes, my head of state. General Blaushichi and I found a very good pond. We now go fishing whenever we have free time. Blaushichi and I are both experts and can often return with full loads. Blaushichi is not very good at this. He has good shooting skills when hunting, and his fishing skills are far inferior."

Brenberg took the lighter on the table and lit a cigar for Xu Jun.

"I really want to go with you, but unfortunately I'm too busy with work. Alas, time is too precious to me now. To be honest, I almost forgot when the last time I fished."

Xu Jun scratched his head with a wry smile, raised his face and vomited a cloud of smoke at the ceiling.

"My head of state, Germany will remember the hard work you have put in her, and you will surely be recorded in history."

Brenberg said solemnly.

"Maybe, my marshal."

Xu Jun stood up and walked towards the desk.

"I have a plan to hear your opinion. By the way, have you seen Mauser's new and improved standard pistol?"

"No, my head."

Brenberg stood up and replied.

"Please sit, my marshal."

Xu Jun picked up a document on the table and the Mauser pistol and walked towards Brenberg.

“Very good improvement.”

Xu Jun removed the pistol magazine and handed the pistol to Brenberg.

"I called it Mauser 1940 pistol, except for the key components, most of it was changed to stamping parts. Mauser simplified his production process and used a large number of new alloy materials. Now this gun is more than 100 grams lighter than the previous model. And... You see, they added a mechanical reducer here, you have to open the gun handle to see it. A clever design isn't it? I heard that it was first created by the Spanish.

Now the rate of fire of this gun when it is automatically fired is controlled at 320 rounds per minute, which allows soldiers to better control the hit accuracy during continuous shooting. And if you look at its caliber, its caliber is nine millimeters. Although its penetration to the target is a little worse than the original Mauser pistol bullet, its lethality is enhanced. And because it uses the same seed bullet as the mp38 submachine gun and the p38 pistol, it can relieve the pressure on our logistics supply."

Xu Jun explained to Brenberg with an excited look, like a child who wants to show off to others after getting a new toy.

"My Head, the tea and chocolate you want."

Diesenhaufen walked away with a trolley recently.

"Let me go here, and let me know if General Weirle comes."

"As for orders, my head."

Diesenhaufen brewed a cup of green tea for Xu Jun and Brenberg each and then quit the office calmly.

"Come on, my marshal, this is Chinese green tea sent by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. I heard that they have spent a lot of effort to get this. And this chocolate tastes very good."

Xu Jun picked up the green tea in front of him and gently blew the tea leaves floating on the water.

"Thank you, my head of state. It looks very good, it's a good gun."

Brenberg's attention was all attracted to the pistol. He skillfully pulled the bolt, turned on the insurance, fired it a few times, and then took the magazine from Xu Jun's hand and looked at it carefully.

"However, I personally think this pistol is still a little larger as a gun, and I don't know what will happen if you use it in actual combat."

"Marson Marshal is indeed experienced and hits the point in one sentence."

Xu Jun took the pistol from Brenberg and loaded it with a magazine.

"I had previously issued early models of Mauser pistols to my Cyprus Legion soldiers, who used this pistol to participate in the actual combat in the late French battle. Judging from the use of the battle, the Mauser automatic pistol basically performed well, and the soldiers were satisfied with its single shot hit accuracy.

However, as you said, soldiers think this pistol is too large, inconvenient to carry, and too heavy. Although its firepower is very fierce when it is fired, it cannot maintain the durability of the fire due to its high rate of fire and limited loading.

To this end, I had talks with several experts from the Mauser Ordnance Factory a month ago and made suggestions for improvement. So they came up with the current pistol."

Xu Jun put the pistol on the table.

"About the issue of infantry distribution of standard pistols, Minister Tot of the Imperial College and I have exchanged views many times during this period. After absorbing opinions from all aspects, I felt that the Browning Power Pistol produced in Belgium was more in line with our requirements. Tott seemed to be more inclined to p38, but he was finally convinced by me. Now the Imperial College and the military personnel are consulting with the Belgian side on this matter. I hope our soldiers can obtain that kind of excellent military pistol as soon as possible."

Xu Jun said with a smile.

"My head, then this gun?"

Brenberg asked in confusion.

"This is for Air Force pilots and armored forces crews. They do not need to do large-scale actions, and they have enough space to carry this pistol. More importantly, they especially need a compact and powerful self-defense weapon. We previously issued mp38 submachine guns to tankers, but compared with tank troops, the infantry forces have more urgent needs for submachine guns, especially when our submachine gun production is seriously insufficient."

"You are right, my head of state. I also think that the use of automatic weapons plays a very important role in improving the combat effectiveness of the troops."

Brenberg nodded and echoed.

"I'm very pleased that you have this vision, my marshal. In contrast, the stone minds of the bureaucrats in the Military Control Department are simply desperate, and their performances have made me increasingly disappointed."

Xu Jun snuffed out the cigar in his hand with force.

"It seems that we have a common language for automatic weapons. I still have a lot of ideas on this aspect, so we can discuss it carefully."

Xu Jun picked up the documents that were placed aside.

"Now let's talk about the serious business, my marshal. How much do you know about China."

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Chapter completed!