Hitler had the habit of changing his itinerary at will. As the supreme dictator of the Third Reich, he had the power to do so and did not need to notify anyone in advance. If you fail to fulfill the request made by the head of state, it can only prove that you lack the ability to be competent for your current position. Xu Jun inherited all the powers of the former head of state, and compared with the highly purposeful predecessor, the new head of state acted more casually.

The head of the People's Republic of China had been taken to Egypt by Dogen, but at the air force base on the north bank of the Spree River, an elite transport aircraft squadron was on standby at all times.

When the base commander Major General Rudman received the notice, the head of state's convoy was already on the way to the base. The Air Force Major General put down the phone and then rushed to the wall of the office, pressing the alarm switch without hesitation.

The air force base was filled with alarms. It was lunch break. Most of the officers and soldiers were resting in the barracks. Only some of the aircraft and ground crews stayed on the apron to prepare for the Mercedes-Schmidt fighter jets that had flight training missions in the afternoons.

Although the European War had ended at this time, the German army did not slackened because of this. The Air Force still maintained a high-level combat readiness and was fully prepared to deal with the next battle.

Amid the alarm ringing, a team of air soldiers rushed out of the barracks in full arms and gathered in an orderly manner on the grass beside the apron. Major General Rudman drove a convertible car himself and honked the horn all the way to the apron.

"Everyone is at attention!" The company commander who was calling out in front of the queue quickly shouted out the order loudly when he saw this.

"General!" The company commander trotted a few steps and came to Rudman to stand attentively and salute.

"Time is tight, the head of state's convoy will arrive soon. You will immediately send two platoons to set up cordons around the runway, leaving one to arrange the ceremonial guards on the apron." Rudman sat in the driver's seat and loudly ordered the Air Force Lieutenant.

This airport guard company belongs to the anti-aircraft artillery unit and wears a red air force collar with a background color. They do not need to undertake field missions, so their equipment is lighter than that of army soldiers. The infantry only has a cowhide belt cast with an air force badge on their waists, and they do not have an army-style Y-shaped strap, and they also carry no food bags, infantry shovels and famous gas mask jars.

"Yes, general!" The company commander saluted again.

"Speed ​​up, lieutenant." The general urged behind him-

"My Head, should we stop in Rome halfway?" Weirle asked in a low voice.

"No need, I don't have so much time to fly Taranto." Xu Jun closed his eyes in his seat to rest. He didn't even open his eyes and decisively rejected Weiller's suggestion.

"If this is the case, our route will be crossing Yugoslavia." Weirle lowered his head and looked at the map in his hand.

"Is there any problem?"

"Not at all, my head." Weirle shook his head quickly.

Now all countries that have signed military alliances with Germany have opened airspace to Germany unconditionally, meaning that the Luftwaffe aircraft can be mobilized at will throughout the European continent.

"Do we have warships docked in Taranto now?" The head of state opened his eyes and turned his face to look at Weilles.

"I remember there was a destroyer." Weirle replied.

After Taranto was occupied by the coalition forces, the Italian fleet was taken over by Germany. Currently, there are 20,000 German troops stationed in the military port, and a large number of German naval recruits are conducting navigation and combat training there.

The Italian Navy's warships are designed for the Mediterranean combat environment, pursuing high speed and strong firepower. Because the Mediterranean area is limited, these warships do not need to have much endurance. The battleships of the Italian Royal Navy have always been famous for their short legs. The French Navy is their biggest imaginary enemy. Why don't they regard the British Royal Navy as their opponents? Please, the Italians are indeed a bit slut, but they are not crazy.

Now all the pride of these Italian navys has fallen into the hands of the Germans. What’s interesting is that this incident has not caused much response in Italy. Except for those related to the navy, ordinary citizens are basically indifferent to this. Compared with these out of reach large warships, they are more concerned about whether the pasta will increase its price due to the wheat harvest this winter.

Because of Mussolini's support, the Italian Navy occupied a large amount of military expenditure and national resources. As a result, when the motherland encountered a crisis, these bastards remained silent and even hid in the military port to plan rebellion. Is there anything more shameless than these bastards? The Italian Navy is now infamous, and the sailors dare not wear uniforms to go out on the streets, fearing that they were ruthless by the fierce housewives on the streets and alleys, spit on their own Vaseline.

"Redel assured me that by March next year, the Mediterranean Fleet can recover its combat effectiveness, and I feel a little doubtful about this." After saying that, Xu Jun rubbed his cheeks and took a deep breath.

"We can only believe that what Marshal Redell said is true, my head of state." Weirle said.

"You are right, what else can you do? The navy is a very professional army. Just knowing how to operate cannot prove anything. The officers and soldiers must also go through actual combat tests." Xu Jun folded his legs and held his knees with one hand.

During the European War, the German Navy's surface ship troops had a remarkable record, which attracted a large number of young Germans to join the army. Various professional schools in the Navy are also expanding their enrollment scale. There is a large gap in grassroots officers in the Navy, and there are also professional talents from various technical departments.

A group of non-commissioned officers with combat experience were sent to the officers' school. After sixteen weeks of intensive training, they would be promoted to second lieutenant officers. This was almost impossible in peacetime, but under the current situation, the navy could only break the previous rules. Before the new generation of naval officers grew up, Redell had no other solution.

The German Navy's training system is running overload, so the newly recruited young naval cadets are now being sent to the UK for training in batches. They will learn the Royal Navy's technical and tactics and navigation experience in those world-famous naval academies.

Although the Royal Navy of the British Empire suffered heavy losses, the British were still ahead of the world in terms of technology. Without the series of advanced technologies provided by the UK, although the US Navy could eventually defeat the Japanese Joint Fleet, it would definitely not be as easy as in history.

For example, in this time and space, the Royal Navy has developed a reliable carrier-based radar, but it is obvious that they are not going to tell their cousins ​​on the other side this time that the Royal Navy is currently working with German scientists to further improve this radar.

On the other hand, the US Navy now has no idea about the technical principles and application of British carrier-based radar. At sea, the US fleet is still using naked eyes and carrier-based reconnaissance aircraft to search for the traces of the enemy. If Britain and Germany continue to adopt technical blockade, they can imagine what the future Pacific naval battle will look like.

"It takes about five hours for my head of state to go from Berlin to Taranto, and we can have supper in Taranto." Dieshenhofen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and said.

"You remember Italian food again?" Xu Jun joked.

"To be honest, I really remember it deeply. I hope they will prepare that kind of Italian smoky." Diesenhofen said with a smile.

"You can inform Taranto in advance, and Italians should provide ordering services." Weirle interrupted.

"Don't be so anxious. We will stay in Taranto for one night today." Xu Jun turned his head and looked out the window.

"It was a wise decision, my head." Weirler took off his monocle.

"I have reconsidered. You and Kirsten are right. Flying across the Mediterranean at night is indeed not a good idea." The head of state did not turn his gaze back.

"You, my head of state, are still the one who made the decision in the end." Weirle complimented.

"Willes." The head of state looked at Berlin outside the car window.

"Are, my head of state."

"Don't comfort me."

"I understand, my head of state." The chief of staff smiled and took the order.

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