Chapter 243: The End of France (13)

Looking at Germany's intelligence war throughout World War II, it was a failure in a nutshell. At almost every strategic turning point in the war, German intelligence failed. Germany was also at a disadvantage in terms of intelligence offense and defense against all opponents including Britain, the Soviet Union, and the United States.

There is a joke in later generations. During World War II, a spy staff member of a high-level German staff accidentally spilled a cup of coffee and soiled a document. The cleaner who came in to clean up was a former Polish sleeper agent, the one who took turns as a doorman was a former French sleeper agent, the person responsible for sorting the cleaned garbage was a sleeper agent from the British Military Intelligence Service, and the person who drafted this document was the Soviet intelligence system in the unit next door. The person responsible for the coffee delivery was a sleeper agent from the U.S. intelligence service. When Germany surrendered, each of them pulled out their own sign, and their expressions when they saw what was on the other side were very exciting.

Although it is somewhat difficult to verify, on April 12, 1943, the Russian translation of Combat Order No. 6 "Fortress Operation Plan" issued by the German High Command was placed on Stalin's desk, and this was before Laoshi himself reviewed the document. The time was exactly 3 days early!

There are several reasons why Germany's intelligence work failed so badly.

The arrogant sense of Germanic national superiority made Germany's intelligence agencies rigid in thinking, divorced from reality, and sloppy in attitude. Extremely stubborn in overestimating oneself, unrealistically and wishfully underestimating opponents. It has a more distorted view of the outside world than other countries that also pursue chauvinism. Misjudgments always occur, and the effect of "high in, low out" can always be achieved.

First, they underestimated Britain's tenacious fighting will. After the failure of the British air battle, they were at a loss. Later, he underestimated the strength of the Soviet Union too much. There was little serious intelligence preparation in the preparation of Plan Barbarossa. The strength of the Soviet Union was basically guessed, the weapons of the Soviet Union were basically guessed, the terrain of the Soviet Union was basically estimated, and the weather of the Soviet Union was basically imagined. There was no reason to wishfully believe that Germany could replicate the myth of the Blitzkrieg in the Soviet Union and easily defeat the Soviet Union.

The total strength of the Soviet army was underestimated by more than 100 divisions. It was incredible when encountering the Soviet T34 tanks and Katyusha rocket launchers.

The intelligence agency's assessment report on the huge industrial capabilities of the United States resulted in Mustache's fury. From then on, the intelligence agencies remained silent and could only try to figure out what was going on, sift and even create intelligence to suit their needs. Due to arrogance, Germany attaches great importance to offensive intelligence and ignores defensive intelligence.

The weakening of Germany by anti-Semitism cannot be underestimated. A large number of talented Jewish people were persecuted, and many academic and technical institutions were crippled by the anti-Semitic frenzy. The Göttingen Institute of Mathematics, originally the world center of mathematics, completely collapsed, leaving Germany far behind in code breaking throughout the war.

The Jewish mathematicians expelled from Germany accounted for 20% of the personnel of the British and American code-breaking agencies. For example, William Friedman, who helped the United States decipher the Japanese Purple Code, was a Jewish expelled by Germany. As for Germany’s persecution of Jewish physicists and slandering nuclear physics and quantum physics as Jewish pseudoscience, the consequence is that Germany cannot develop a nuclear egg.

In addition, the competition for power and the decision-making process among intelligence agencies are the main reasons for reducing efficiency and delaying the process. In order to monopolize power, Mustache deliberately dispersed intelligence work: In addition to Canaris's Abwehr, Germany also had four branches of the General Security Service of the SS system, and Ribbentrop also had a diplomatic intelligence system. The three agencies are overlapping their organizational structures, wasting resources for no reason, and have neither division of labor nor cooperation in business. Be wary of each other's blockade, or even undermine each other. Instead of concentrating on dealing with enemies, time and energy are spent on fighting among ourselves, slandering each other, and creating a barrier.

Moreover, the historical tradition of the German army has also caused a contempt for intelligence. As an island country, the UK naturally values ​​defense, so it has always given intelligence a high priority. Germany is a landlocked country and is accustomed to attacking when the situation is tense. Therefore, the role of intelligence work cannot be correctly understood and treated. Most of the German officer corps were born into military families and had a feudal hereditary system and a natural exclusive monopoly on military affairs. Viewed by intelligence officers as competitors for power. As a result, intelligence personnel were generally disparaged, with the operational staff having the final say and the intelligence staff being suppressed. In terms of personnel selection, low-level and second- and third-rate officers are engaged in intelligence work.

Yannick also knows the poor appearance of Germany's intelligence system. Fortunately, he stands at the highest pinnacle of German power and can correct these shortcomings as much as possible.

What's more important is that many secret documents have been released in later generations, and even the life stories of the unknown heroes who made outstanding contributions in the war are clearly introduced. Including how they sneaked into the enemy country, what pseudonyms and identities they used to lurk, when and what methods they used to steal important information, etc. The details cannot be more detailed.

Relying on this terrible golden finger, the imperial intelligence department has found most of the spies of other countries lurking in the country, but Yannick has never given an order to move them.

But Olga's situation just now made him a little unhappy. These guys who don't care about life and death have actually set their sights on him. It's really intolerable.

So Yannick decided to eliminate these guys in one fell swoop.

"Find all the remaining shrimps and fishes for me!" Those who can leave their names in history are all people with great achievements, and those who have made no contribution will never be recorded in the history books. So Yannick didn't know how many unknown lurkers there were. Although these guys couldn't make any big waves, it was like a toad sticking to the sole of your foot, not biting but annoying; he still hoped to kill them all.

"Yes!" Reinhard saluted. "I promise to complete the mission!"

At this time, the people who were jumping enthusiastically in the dance floor stopped as the music came to an end, and Yannick walked to the center of the dance floor. "Everyone, today is really a day worth celebrating. I will improvise a song here for our brave submarine soldiers."

A warm applause immediately rang out around, and several waiters moved the piano to the center of the dance floor.

Yannick sat in front of the piano, his fingers on the keys, and the room immediately became quiet, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop on the ground.

As his hands quickly passed over the keys, a beautiful and pleasant melody sounded, soothing and calm, making people feel like they were on a lonely boat on the sea, swaying with the waves, and the cool sea breeze blew on their faces, intoxicating their minds.

The sound of the piano suddenly changed, and the originally light and gentle melody suddenly became passionate, as shocking as a strong wind and huge waves crashing onto the deck. The hoarse roar was as primitive and wild as the wilderness, without any tenderness. Suddenly, I thought of the khaki aborigines in Gauguin's writings, who were just as unconcealed and wild. There was an unnamed impulse, and all the organs of the body immediately tensed up, feeling the hair standing up and the blood boiling. Closing my eyes, I only saw a huge whirlpool in the endless ocean, swallowing everything, time, space, and huge waves splashing - wow, I felt my whole body wet and hearty.

After the song ended, the crowd around burst into warm cheers and thunderous applause.

"Your Highness is indeed a music master!"

"Your Highness, this is another world-class masterpiece!"

Yannick smiled in his heart. This is a classic work by Hans Zimmer, the master of film music in later generations. How can it not be a masterpiece?