Chapter 1025: Use the German Fleet to consume the British Royal Fleet?
Charles' headquarters is still standing here in Pontissebourg, Belgium.
Charles knew very well that the war in other directions had basically been finalized and there would be no risk.
Although the much-anticipated Mediterranean campaign was important and even a turning point in history, the UK had already fallen behind in aircraft carriers and carrier-based aircraft.
It was unlikely that any accidents would occur in this situation, and of course there was no need for Charles to take command.
Charles does not advocate the theory of weapons only, nor the theory of spirit only, nor does he say things like "the most important people in war."
He believes that war has always been a confrontation between "people + equipment".
It is not enough to have people without equipment, and it is not enough to have equipment without people. Both are indispensable.
The problem with the British Royal Navy now is that its "people" are comparable to those of France. Its naval soldiers have richer combat experience, but its equipment is far behind that of France.
As a result, the result was that they were chased and beaten by France and even the role of "people" could not be played at all.
General Winter, General Ives, and British naval officers and soldiers... Charles believed that many of them were willing to hold on until the last moment and sacrifice their lives for their country.
But unfortunately they don't have this opportunity.
They didn't even see their opponents; they were merely targets for bombers. Continuing would only lead to them sinking to the bottom of the sea in vain and without honor.
This was the main reason why they finally chose to surrender.
Now.
Charles believed that what was important was always the relationship between France and Germany, which was why he was stationed in Pontisserie.
Charles was bored and casually opened a few letters piled next to his desk.
There have always been letters sent to Ciel, most of them are from Ciel's fans, including many fanatics, who send letters every week to ask Ciel for advice and discuss new tactics.
The Charles generally ignore these.
After the victory of the Mediterranean Campaign, the number of letters increased several times. At its peak, thousands of letters were received in a day, and they came from all over the world.
This kept the staff officers who were responsible for handling these letters very busy.
The letter in my hand was from Africa. The author must be a child. He expressed his gratitude to Charles in his childish language and awkward French:
"You bring us hope, General."
"Otherwise, we will never see freedom, and there will be no day of independence."
"I hope to be like you when I grow up."
"I may not be able to reach your heights, but I will definitely uphold your French spirit and contribute to human peace."
I opened another letter, which was from a Greek university student:
"Until now, I've never found a purpose in life, General. I feel like everything I do is meaningless."
"Born, grow up, learn, make money to keep yourself alive, and finally die."
"That's what life is all about, repeating the path others have taken."
"But now I know what to do. You showed me the way. You opened a window to this world full of filth and ugliness, and brought happiness and beauty to it!"
…
Charles couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
He knew what he was doing and knew that the so-called "French spirit" was just an excuse and he did not have such lofty beliefs.
Therefore, every compliment would increase Charles' psychological burden, and every word in the letter was filled with glaring irony.
"Move these somewhere else and handle them," Charles told the staff officer. "They shouldn't be here and interfere with command."
"Yes, General." The staff officer responded and hurriedly took the guards to move boxes of letters out of Charles' sight.
"General." Then the staff officer delivered a telegram: "The British have sunk three merchant ships in the Suez Canal, blocking the waterway."
"Oh." Charles pondered for a moment, recalled the map in his mind, and understood what Britain wanted to do.
"Send Erzberger here," Charles ordered.
"Yes, General."
…
Soon, Erzberger appeared in Charles' office.
As chairman of the Armistice Commission, Erzberger spent most of his time in Liège, acting as a bridge between Germany and France.
In order to ensure the smooth operation of this "line", Germany specially equipped Erzberger with an "armistice command center" in Liege.
In addition, two special planes were chartered so that in case of emergency, they could fly back to Berlin to report in the shortest time possible.
"Lieutenant General." Erzberger took off his hat and bowed to Charles, a smile on his face.
"I am honored to hear that your army defeated the British Royal Navy in the Mediterranean."
"I can't believe you could even form a fleet with the warships you captured from the Mediterranean Fleet."
"Of course, I'm sure you don't need to do that."
If the Charles had aircraft carriers that could make all battleships targets, then of course the Charles didn't need battleships.
At least that's what Erzberger thought.
But this idea is wrong.
Destroyers can be converted into escorts for aircraft carriers, and battleships can still be used in battles with the British Royal Fleet, or they can be used for land bombing during landing operations.
After all, they are manufactured products, and it would be unreasonable not to "recycle" them.
Charles didn't explain much. He picked up the telegram from the table and handed it to Erzberger: "What do you think about this?"
When Erzberger took the telegram, he saw that Britain had sunk ships and blocked the Suez Canal route?
Isn't this an important river connecting it with the colonies?
The next second he understood, and his expression changed from confusion to mockery: "They are afraid, Lieutenant General. They hope to blockade the French fleet in the Mediterranean."
Charles hummed, "And then?"
"Then..." Erzberger paused for a moment, "Then they will try to blockade the Strait of Gibraltar with their fleet."
It is meaningless to block only the Suez Canal without blocking the Strait of Gibraltar.
Charles asked again: "And then?"
Erzberger thought about it for a while and shook his head blankly. As a non-military person, he could only think of this step.
Charles motioned Erzberger forward and pointed to the Brest Shipyard on the map.
"Then the British will attack here."
"This is another important port in France besides Toulon."
"As long as the Royal Navy wins, the French fleet will be forever blockaded in the Mediterranean."
Erzberger suddenly realized: "So that Britain can continue to be their overlord?"
Ciel nodded: "So, our crisis is not over yet."
When he said the word "we", Charles emphasized it.
"Of course, Lieutenant General." Erzberger understood. "You, what do you want us to do?"
"Is your fleet ready?" Ciel pointed out, "It's time for them to show their abilities."
"Yes, yes, I'm ready, Lieutenant General." Erzberger's face was a little pale.
Doesn't Charles hope to use the German fleet to consume the British Royal Fleet?
If this is the case, the German Navy is about to face a catastrophe!
(End of this chapter)
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