My own war game

Chapter 140 Guderian's Cup

At noon, at a dining table, He Chi met Guderian again. The father of armored troops did not eat luxuriously.

Fried bacon, stewed beef, vegetable salad, mashed potatoes and some pancakes. Guderian didn't even prepare any alcoholic drinks, only black tea.

"Mr. Nukamolenko, I hope the lunch is to your liking." At this time, Guderian showed enough courtesy to He Chi.

"It's already great. You know, Ukraine is a major grain-producing area, but we have never really had enough to eat." He Chi took up the other party's topic at the right time and implicitly expressed his dissatisfaction with the Soviet Union.

"Everything will be fine. When the war is over, great Germany will help its allies and rebuild a free and prosperous country."

"I hope so. General, what do you think about the current war?" He Chi calmly brought the topic to the "battlefield" that the other party might be most interested in.

"The situation is very clear. We have gained an overwhelming advantage in the entire southern battlefield. In one to two weeks at most, all Soviet troops in this area will be wiped out." Guderian expressed his opinion.

Unlike a certain air force marshal who loves to brag, Guderian is a very rigorous person in tactics and would not easily speak in such a confident tone.

And now that he said this, it means that the war situation in this area has really been decided.

He Chi took a sip of the tea in front of him and decided to do something ruthless.

"Sir, with all due respect, attacking the Kiev region at this time may not be the most appropriate choice."

As soon as these words were spoken, the relaxed atmosphere of the conversation immediately disappeared, and the adjutant standing nearby turned pale.

It was extremely rude of him for a translator who didn't even hold an official military position to dare to belittle the German Army General's tactics in front of him!

Unexpectedly, the offended Guderian did not seem angry, but a different expression appeared on his face. He raised his hand to stop the adjutant who was about to scold the other party for being rude.

"Mr. Nukamolenko, please tell me the reasons for your opinion. You should know that the entire strategy was formulated by the General Staff and confirmed by the Führer himself. If you don't have a good reason, then I can only ask you to leave here."

The bet was right!
Guderian was interested in his topic, otherwise he would not have just said lightly, "There is no good reason for you to leave."

"Excuse me," He Chi brought a few empty teacups and placed them on the table. "This is Kiev, this is Stalingrad, this is Leningrad, this is the Caucasus..."

"These cups are like large Soviet cities, and the tea in the cups is their current troops. We have now taken Kiev." After saying that, He Chi casually poured away the tea in the cup representing Kiev.

"And the Soviets are now reorganizing their arms. At least fifty divisions are being urgently formed in the Far East and other places and sent to other cities." He Chi picked up the teapot and filled the remaining cups.

"Every time we pour out a cup, the tea in the other cups will increase. The longer we wait, the harder it will be to pour them out. After winter, when the tea freezes, we won't even be able to hold the cups."

Guderian looked at Nukamolenko in front of him, his face thoughtful, and finally asked the question that He Chi had been waiting for: "If you were in charge, where would you like to attack first?"

"Of course it's Moscow!" He Chi patted the teapot on the table and then poured out all the tea in it.

"Occupying Moscow will destroy the Soviets' will to resist and fundamentally solve the problem. We only need to eat up the remaining cities bite by bite."

It was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop in the restaurant. The adjutant at the side was watching his general's reaction, ready to arrest the arrogant guy if he got angry.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
A solitary round of applause rang out from Guderian's hands. "This is a brilliant opinion, Mr. Nukamolenko. It seems a waste of your talent to regard you as an ordinary translator."

He Chi looked calm and did not seem very excited, because he learned from the decrypted history that Guderian had already had a huge disagreement with his little mustache leader at this time.
Guderian preferred to use blitzkrieg tactics to quickly penetrate the enemy's defenses and pursue a decisive victory, and believed that concentrating forces to quickly advance and capture Moscow could defeat the Soviet resistance. However, the Fuhrer of the Mustache believed that Ukraine and other resource-rich regions should be captured at the same time, which resulted in the German army not forming a fist to hit Moscow in the first place.

To put it bluntly, the disagreement between Guderian and the little mustache was actually a disagreement between a "pure military strategist" and a "politician".

This is almost irreconcilable.

"Well, sir, I seem to have wasted a lot of your time. I should leave now!" He Chi chose a very good time to pretend to leave.

"Please wait a moment! Mr. Nukamolenko!" Guderian stood up and tried to stop him. "I have more details to discuss with you about what you just said."

The conversation was originally planned to last half an hour, but Guderian actually chatted with He Chi for the entire afternoon, and He Chi did not say goodbye until before dinner.

Three nights later, He Chi had just stepped into his room when a man rushed up and grabbed him by the collar.

He Chi parried the man's attack with one hand, then twisted the man's wrist with his backhand, rendering him unable to move.

Yulia, who came in with them, hurried over and separated the two people.

"You bastard! Do you know what you said?! You may cause immeasurable losses to the Soviet Union!" Rubbing his wrist, the Soviet male spy ignored the pain and roared at He Chi angrily!

"Don't worry, what I said is what he originally thought, and it won't have any impact on the situation." He Chi shrugged and replied indifferently, then asked, "So you all know about my conversation with Guderian?"

"Of course. Now the news has spread throughout the General Staff that you, his lackey, are now the General's favorite. You can even meet with him at will without an appointment." The man answered in a sarcastic tone.

"Very good!" He Chi punched his palm.

"What's good?" The man was confused.

"Let all the officers here know that I am the general's guest of honor. This is a necessary condition for the next plan. Prepare the car and escape route. We will need it soon."

After saying this, He Chi walked to the cabinet in the room and took out several thick books.

"what is this?"

"Your general has recently become interested in Chinese military works. I will bring him a few books to translate tomorrow."

He Chi moved the books out of the house, and one of them fell on the table.

The man picked up the book and flipped through it. He frowned at the Chinese characters on the whole page. "Yulia, you have studied Chinese. What does it say?"

Yulia took the book, glanced at it, and read it softly in Chinese:

When you draw your bow, you should draw your strength.
Use arrows as long as possible.

If you shoot the man, shoot the horse first.
Catch the thief first to catch the king.

(End of this chapter)