The Mediterranean was sunny, and it was still raining heavily on the side of the Calais Strait. Listening to the dense sound of raindrops outside the window, Blauchic looked at the instrument in the mirror, then turned off the faucet, the Army Marshal took out his handkerchief and wiped his hands dry, turned around and picked up the marshal's staff placed by the washbasin, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom.

"I don't think Manstein will follow the schedule, he commands Cyprus." Yodel stood in the corridor and was discussing with Keitel.

"The news I just received." Seeing Braushichi come out, Keitel handed a telegram to the commander-in-chief of the Army.

"What's wrong with Manstein?" Braushich asked as he looked at the telegram.

"He seemed to be preparing to launch a roundabout operation early. He had just won a victory and the morale of the troops was very strong." The three senior officers were chatting and walking along the corridor, and officers and soldiers kept standing attentively saluting them along the way.

"Whatever Model needs is sent over immediately, and the orders of the head of state must be implemented first." Braushici handed the telegram back to Keitel.

"I will supervise this work myself, you can rest assured." Keitel collected the telegram and said he would obey the order.

"Please stand at attention" The non-commissioned officer on duty at the door quickly shouted loudly. The officers and soldiers in the restaurant who were dining and waiting in line to receive the meal were all standing at attention, saluting the three giants of the commander who were walking into the door.

Braushich raised the marshal's stick and returned the salute. He glanced at the restaurant with a serious look on his face and nodded slightly. The officers and soldiers lowered their arms and continued the original activity. The restaurant resumed its previous liveliness, but the voices of conversation with each other were much lower than before.

The restaurant waiter in a white service uniform led the three officers to the senior officer dining area where their fixed seats were kept.

"Baum, today is the same rule. Please get me another soda and add ice." Braushich sat down and handed the military cap and the marshal's staff to adapt.

"The same goes for mine. Please get me a beer, where are you, Yodel?" Keitel turned his face and asked his deputy.

"A glass of beer. Add ice, thank you."

"Mine will also add ice." Keitel handed his military cap to the waiter.

"The weather is so bad." Braushich put his hands on the back of his head and moved his neck. The continuous work these days forced him to admit that he was old and no longer an age where he could use his energy at will.

"The situation on the other side is worse than here. Since no one manages drains and gates, most rainfall areas have begun to show signs of flooding. Fortunately, the meteorological observatory reported that the rain clouds have begun to fade slowly, otherwise we will start to consider whether to continue to maintain the current offensive." Yodel said as he played with the salt shaker on the table, as if he was interested in the octagonal glassware. The waiter pushed the dining cart to the table. He began to serve the three giants according to the size of the official rank.

"The smooth supply line is the key. Bock reported that there is no delay at this time. Their biggest enemy is the weather rather than the British. It is fair to heaven, and the heavy rain is also tormenting our enemies. This morning, Goodrian's armored division intercepted a British troop train. Because the heavy rain obscured their sight, they rushed into the station that was already controlled by us without any warning." Kettle picked up the beer and took a sip. He nodded with satisfaction with the quality of the drink in his hand.

"The Meteorological Observatory said that it will clear up in a day, and the Air Force will be dispatched at that time. We must take back the lost time and we must completely block their escape route before the British reacted. Yeshunnek just complained to me, saying that he lacked enough dive bombers on hand, which was really funny, as if we would not fight without Stuka." Blaushich shook open the delicate folding napkin, and he felt absurd about the concerns of the Air Force Chief of Staff.

"That was the order of the Head of State. Do he still dare to express his dissatisfaction with this?" Keitel held a knife and fork and began to cut the tender pork elbows that had been stewed on the plate.

"How do I know what he thinks? Anyway, I ask him to ensure that there is enough air support for the offensive forces in one day. After all, the Sidraga was so confused that he would obey the Italians' sweet words and want to recover Gibraltar. Can't they see that this is an important goal that the Head of State had been coveting for a long time?" Braushich forked a Vienna white intestine and cut it into pieces with exquisite techniques.

"They overestimated their abilities and at the same time judged the possible reaction of the Empire. They thought we were entangled in Britain. They could only acknowledge their adventures. I think so." Yodel used a fork to put a small piece of mashed potatoes into a ball, dipped it in a little pepper black gravy and put it in his mouth.

"We all have the same view on this. Mussolini is simply overestimating his ability. Franco should not be a reckless person. I have talked to him a few times before. He acted very calm and smart." Brauchic took a sip of iced soda, pulled up a corner of the napkin and wiped his beard.

"This time the French took advantage, but it was also considered that the strategic goal was achieved early. According to the original plan, they should have started to take action after defeating Britain. This time, because of the rash actions of Italy and Spain, they could only be launched in advance. In my opinion, the French were not prepared enough, and I don't know if it would cause other chain reactions." Keitel changed the subject. He loved and hated the French now. Germany put in so much effort in the early stage, but in the end they let them drink the soup first.

"If we hadn't deployed so many troops in Corsica, we wouldn't have had time to respond to Italy's provocation this time. The French were ready to fight on the island for more than a month, and today they finally got what they wanted. These French soldiers were supposed to peel potatoes in prison camps, and they should now thank the head of state for their generosity." Jodel spoke.

The sudden attack launched by France was beyond everyone's expectations, especially Mussolini of Rome, who was completely stunned by the French's complete set of punches. Who would have thought that the French would come out to disrupt the situation at this most critical moment? What is even more unexpected is that Italy's offensive performance was powerless to resist.

Mussolini would never have thought that these attacks were not by chance, either the timing or the selected position. This was the result of the collusion between France and Germany. They had been secretly preparing for the battle, and their ultimate goal was to kick Italy, a burden, out of the chess game.

However, the conspirators did not expect to take action so early. Xu Jun and Betton underestimated Mussolini's vigorous spirit of committing suicide. Originally, the two foxes conspired to find a reason to attack Italy after the German army conquered Britain, but they did not expect Mussolini would be so cruel that they hit the bottom line of the German head of state for the first time when they went out.

After receiving the call from Xu Jun, Betton was overjoyed. The old marshal immediately summoned the heads and minds of the Ministry of National Defense to announce the good news. The French were about to avenge the arrogant Italians, and this time Germany would stand with France.

Three of the French infantry divisions released by Germany were now fully equipped with restorative training in Corsica. These troops participated in the early battles with the German army and belonged to the fast-response force sequence as the first wave of resistance forces. They had received very rigorous professional training and performed very bravely in the early stages of the war. The final surrender was entirely because they were surrounded by the German armored forces.

Because of their rare combat experience, these troops were regarded as valuable killer weapons by Betan. Not only were they equipped with a large amount of the latest equipment, but they also incorporated a lot of German teaching materials in their training. Important brainwashing work was placed at the priority level, and all soldiers were instilled with a lot of arguments such as France, Germany, and the British's fault in Europe. This is to ensure that these guys will not open fire at friendly forces from behind when they act in concert with the German army in the future.

In order to punish the Italians, Xu Jun also took out a lot of money. The newly formed naval aviation corps and some bomber wings were quickly transferred to southern France. These troops that were supposed to show their power in the British battle can only vent their depression on the Italians.

The training wings flying French planes were also put into this battle. Some of the advanced models were replaced with the original French pilots. Compared with the German bird eggs that had just been flying for several months, these French people are more familiar with these precision weapons and can exert the power of these weapons.

The French had already held their breath to the Italians. Let's not talk about the Germans for now. After all, both sides were both facing the front, but they were stabbed by a pig in the back. This is an untolerable problem for the proud Gaul rooster.

On the evening of the day when the plane arrived, the French drew up two pilots from the regiments. Cooperating with German colleagues, eighty bombers were dispatched at once, and several black-shirt garrison fortresses on the Italian border were blown up.

The Italian air force, which lacked radar systems, had no way to react. By the time they took off, the ground had already been full of corpses, and the barracks and fortresses were burned into a sea of ​​fire.

The French and German Air Force launched a larger-scale operation at midnight that day. Eighty German ju88 and sixty French Bullock 210 crossed the border and went deep into Italy's mainland, carrying out a retaliatory bombardment on the famous northern Italian city of Turin.

The historic city is the core of northern Italy, and the bombing caused the entire northern Italy region to fall into chaos. Fearing that it was raided by the French Army and Air Force, the Italian Army began to evacuate the mountains of the northern Alps early the next morning. Fifteen divisions of the army retreated to the plains to rebuild a new line of defense.

The French troops in Corsica launched a full-scale attack on Sardinia 12 kilometers away the next morning. The French troops showed unprecedented fighting spirit at this time. Many commanders cheered and cheered when they heard that they were going to attack the Italians, and there was no need to mobilize any combat.

The French had already prepared to cross the sea. The two islands were too close to each other. Some troops even brought their own long boats. The soldiers could not wait for the motor boats to towed them. They rowed these wooden sampans and launched landing operations on Italian territory.

After the battle started, the German naval aviation and air force began to settle in Corsica, and a German Army pilot regiment carried a large amount of air force logistics supplies and also set foot on this famous French island.

Based on the intelligence provided by Germany, the French Air Force accurately and quickly eliminated the Italian air force stationed in the air force, and firmly controlled the air supremacy in this area at the first time. The fighter jets of the Luftwaffe participated in part of the cleaning and suppression operations. These fighters with the French Air Force aircraft logo emptied all flight targets within dozens of kilometers of Sardinia and even around before noon.

The French Navy's long-range patrol aircraft that took over immediately entered the maritime sweep operation. They searched repeatedly around the sea area around the island. Once they found any ship going out to sea, they would immediately call on the attacking troops to support it. The nearby bombers and combat opportunities sent all Italian ships who wanted to escape from this sea area to the bottom of the sea.

Some of the German HNA dive bombers performed very well in performing these missions. Their accuracy and speed of attacks made their French colleagues amazed.

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