Chapter 180: Polish Campaign (43)

At this time, a soldier ran over to report. "General, we found gold! About 800 tons."

The Major General of the Guards nodded and looked at Mihaly on the side. "His Highness has ordered that we only move 500 tons of it and leave 300 tons for your country."

Mihaly smiled slightly. "Brother Yannick is so polite. Does he have any other instructions?"

"His Highness hopes that your country will use 100 tons of it for military expansion, and you can deal with the rest on your own."

"Okay, I will definitely convey it to my father."

"Asshole! That's our Polish gold! If you dare to move, Britain and France will not let you go!!" Seeing these two people openly dividing the gold, President Moscicki and Marshal Smigwi almost went crazy and yelled hysterically.

The Major General of the Guards sneered. "What can I say to you guys? You're still thinking about your British and French allies? I want to see why they won't let us go. If you're not crazy, you should remember when Britain and France declared war on us. Unfortunately, there is still no war on the Western Front. Humph, those idiots are still dreaming that we will continue to move eastward and clash with the Soviet Union, fighting to the death, so that they can reap the benefits. When our army marches westward, Britain and France will also be trampled under our feet!" After mocking them, he waved his hand and asked the soldiers to take them away.

Ignoring the two people struggling to be dragged away, Mihaly asked with some confusion. "Brother Yannick, are you really going to fight Britain and France alone? As long as he says so, we can help."

"Don't worry, Your Highness Mihaly. You see, this 'first military power in Eastern Europe' is just like that. Our Highness said that it will only take eight weeks to defeat the Gauls. Your country now only needs to do its best to expand its armaments and strengthen the training of soldiers."

In the original time and space, as a vassal state of Germany and the vassal state that participated in the war against the Soviet Union with the most troops, Romania immediately joined the war against the Soviet Union after Barbarossa began, and invested 13 divisions and 9 brigades, forming the 3rd and 4th armies, with a total strength of 20,000.

But their equipment was not very good. At that time, each Romanian infantry division had only 36 anti-tank guns, and they were all light anti-tank guns that could not deal with most of the Soviet tanks. The divisional artillery had only more than 20 75 or 100 mm horse-drawn artillery during the First World War, and the cavalry division had only 9 37 mm anti-tank guns.

Their First Armored Division had only 122 tanks, most of which were light tanks made by Czechoslovakia, Poland and France, and only 21 German Type 3 tanks (which also made Romania a customer of the International brand, making logistics supply very difficult.), 9 75mm heavy anti-tank guns, and 81 47mm medium anti-tank guns. It is not difficult to see that this armored division could not fight against the Soviet T-34 at all.

Relying on such "backward" equipment, it was able to fight Odessa alone, which shows its bravery in combat.

Throughout the entire World War II, the performance of the Romanian army was remarkable. Among all the German vassal states, whether in terms of the number of troops sent, quality, or the degree of participation in the war, it was second only to the German army. It can be said that it was the second pillar of the southern line of the Soviet-German battlefield.

Yannick would certainly not treat such a loyal ally badly, and has been vigorously supporting Romania in developing its military industry over the years.

From the soldiers' individual equipment to tanks and aircraft, all were changed to the standard equipment of the German army.

Soldiers have P41 and StG45. Among them, MP41 is the famous British Sten submachine gun. The StG45 is a later simplified version of the StG44 (MP44). Its production cost is only 45 German marks, which is lower than the 70 German marks of the StG44. The production time and raw materials required are also small, which is suitable for small countries that lack resources at that time.

After several years of development, a regular squad of the Romanian army is now equipped with a G43, two StG45s, three MP41s, and the remaining G3s are used as platoon-level support firepower.

The armored forces are mainly hunters, supplemented by jackal tanks; aircraft specialize in the production and training of BF109 and Il-2 attack aircraft.

In addition, Yannick also sent a group of officers to be responsible for the training of Romanian soldiers.

It can be said that Romania's combat power is now second only to the German army.

After loading and unloading all the goods, the major general of the Guards said goodbye to Mihaly and boarded the return train.

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"Get out of the car? General Rommel?" The German officer sitting in the co-pilot looked at the middle-aged man in the back seat, who was wearing a Polish general's uniform and looked a little decadent, and said. "You can be happy, your good days are coming soon."

This man was Julius Rommel, the former commander of the Lodz Army Group. Hearing the officer's words, he snorted coldly. "What good days can a slave of a conquered country have."

"I am too lazy to talk nonsense with you, anyway, time will prove everything." The officer got out of the car and opened the back door. "Please get out of the car."

Julius Rommel got out of the car helplessly and looked around. "Where is this?" But he saw a lot of radio antennas erected on the top of the building in front of him, which should be a command post somewhere.

The officer smiled slightly. "You will know later."

Following the officer into the building and coming to an office, Julius Rommel finally saw the real owner. "Is it you?!"

Erwin Rommel!

"Please take a seat." Erwin Rommel waved his hand, and the officer saluted and exited the office. There were only two Rommels left in the room. "Although I really want to talk to you about old times, my troops will be leaving soon, so I will keep the story short. If you are willing to surrender to our Germany, His Highness will let you serve as the leader of the Polish Provisional Government."

Julius Rommel interrupted him angrily. "Let me be your lackey? Absolutely impossible!! That little boy thinks..."

"Bang!" The huge slapping sound scared Julius Rommel, and he stared blankly at Rommel, who had a cold face and a dangerous cold light in his eyes. "Julius Rommel, please control your words! He is the future emperor of Germany and will be the greatest emperor in Europe. I warn you not to call him the rude name of 'boy' again." Otherwise you won’t even be able to get out of this office building!”

Julius Rommel couldn't help but shudder. "Okay, okay. I'm rude. I also admit that your crown prince is very good and a genius that can only be seen in a century. But none of this changes the fact that you are the invaders."

Rommel corrected. "We are here for justice."

Julius Rommel showed a hint of mockery. "Justice? Forget it, these words can only deceive outsiders. Don't you think you are deceiving yourself and others by telling me these words?"

Rommel shrugged. "Since you said that, how about changing it to the law of the jungle? Is this fact enough?"

Julius Rommel was silent. Yes, the weak eat the strong. This is a natural law and an eternal truth.

Rommel continued. "It's not like you must be the leader of the new Polish regime. His Highness gave me a huge favor before giving you priority. There are many of our prisoners who are eager for this opportunity. They are very happy to express their loyalty to Germany. of."

Julius Rommel seemed to be caught in an inner struggle, Rommel added. "You don't know yet, but your President Moschiecki and Marshal Himigwe have been arrested by us, and the entire government agencies that are preparing to go into exile have been wiped out."

"!!" Julius Rommel was completely stunned, staring at Rommel with his mouth open. After a long while, he sighed deeply. "I can agree, but I have two conditions."

Rommel said quietly. "His Highness said that you need chips to negotiate terms. I don't see what chips you have to negotiate terms now, but I can listen."

"My request is very simple." Julius Rommel sighed, and unknowingly the "conditions" turned into "requirements." ""The first is to let go of our soldiers in the prisoner of war camps. The war is over, and those who survived should not die needlessly. "

Rommel nodded. "Of course, His Highness will never kill innocent people indiscriminately. And the living are always more valuable than the dead, right?"

Julius Rommel was not an idiot and immediately understood the meaning of Rommel's words. That His Highness can guarantee the lives of those soldiers, but the price is to work for Germany. And the work is apparently unpaid.

"The second is that you must ensure the normal development of Poland. You cannot let all 34 million Polish people grow potatoes."

"Of course, no problem." Rommel smiled and extended his hand. "Wish us a happy cooperation, Mr. Leader Julius Rommel!"