After the frontal battle was basically over, the guard brigade reported to the special envoy as soon as possible, regardless of the fact that there were still remnants of the enemy to be cleared. Although Ludwig had the right to temporarily execute in case of emergency, it was necessary to make the higher authorities aware of such armed conflicts involving diplomacy as soon as possible.

The brigade's armored command vehicles had limited communication capabilities, as a result of which Lieutenant Colonel Ludwig rushed to the Tongden Defense Command and made a basic report to Field Marshal Brünnberg using the French telephone line. Brunnberg was a resolute old-fashioned officer, and although he was still a little unaccustomed to the SS, this did not prevent him from judging as a professional soldier, and he immediately recognized the legality and reasonableness of Ludwig's counterattack, and praised the Guards Brigade for its brilliant victory in defeating and destroying the enemy, and immediately demanded that the Guards Brigade immediately submit a detailed operational report to report to the High Command and the Führer. Brumberg also told Ludwig that there was no need to worry about the next problems, as the security force of the special envoy, the performance of the guard brigade was beyond reproach, and the entire special envoy corps, including himself, would stand with the officers and soldiers.

Communication between the colonies of Southeast Asia and Europe mainly relied on wireless and wired telegraphs, and the Europeans needed to keep abreast of the latest economic and military information in Asia, and long-range radio became an indispensable tool for maintaining the rule of a colony.

The Special Mission itself is equipped with several sets of long-range short-wave radios, which send daily reports to Europe at regular times, in addition to reporting on the daily schedule of operations, while also constantly transmitting the latest information received. After embedding a special identifier at the beginning of a telegram, the operator uses a state-of-the-art cipher encoder to replace the official message with a cipher, a process known as encryption. Each letter entered is replaced with another by an automatic encoding machine, and a smooth message becomes completely illegible after encryption. Later, the transmitter used the radio to send this cipher message normally, and even if it was received by the hostile station, it was only a garbled code, without the corresponding encoder and the cipher sequence list used that day, and this telegram was basically calculated by manpower at that time. It's almost impossible to decipher it.

In the future, there was a legend that Britain deciphered the German code, as if every move of Germany was not a secret in the eyes of the British. In fact, in the early days of the war, Britain obtained a complete encoding machine and key table, hired a large number of cryptographers, and even used primitive computers, and finally deciphered only some conventional documents and telegrams with low encryption.

The Germans have a bad habit that cannot be broken, that is, the wording of documents is too strict, and the names of some departments in German are terrible and the frequency of use is unusually high, but the Germans never use abbreviation in documents. As long as the number of words of a certain word is calculated, it is easy for deciphering experts to find out the pattern, and then deduce the secret key, so it is often completely deciphered and becomes the evidence that the British have won the intelligence war. If it was really as miraculous as the British boasted, with the little troops left on the German Western Front, the British could single-handedly defeat the Germans. Why be miserable and rely on your neighbors on the other side.

Less than an hour before the destruction of Morimoto's brigade, the first report of the Blumberg Special Mission had already been placed in the file sorting column of the communications office of the High Command. Because it was a secret telegram sent directly to the Führer, the officer on duty typed an archival code in the corner of the telegram manuscript paper and immediately sent it to the Führer's office by hand, where it was handed over to the Führer's secretaries.

It was half past nine o'clock in the morning in Europe, and His Excellency the Great Führer had just returned from England to his base in Calais yesterday afternoon, and that evening he had attended a reception specially prepared for him by the generals of the High Command. As a result, a group of generals and marshals ate and drank until midnight, and did not go to bed until three o'clock this morning. The secretary got the message and found Tysenhowen and wondered whether to wake the Führer, who was still snoring, from his bed.

The Führer's personal adjutant opened the folder and looked at the contents of the message, then went to the bedroom door and knocked on the door, but there was no response. The Führer is still dreaming. Without hesitation, Tysenhofen unscrewed the doorknob and opened the bedroom door.

"My Führer." The adjutant walked to the side of the bed and pushed Xu Jun, who had half of his face buried in the goose down pillow.

"My Führer." The adjutant pushed lightly again, Xu Jun muttered in his mouth, reached out and scratched his nose, and then opened his eyes in a daze.

"Huh?" Finding a dark shadow next to the bed, Xu Jun was taken aback, and hurriedly reached out and touched under the pillow.

"My Führer, there is an urgent telegram." Tysenhofen respectfully stood upright, holding the telegram in his hand.

"Oh, Eric, it's you." Seeing clearly that it was his adjutant, Xu Jun let go of the handle of the pistol under his pillow.

"Something happened, didn't you say don't wake me up if it's not an emergency? Could it be that the French revolted? Xu Jun rubbed his eyes with both hands, then sat up against the head of the bed, and dragged a pillow over his back to be comfortable.

"It does have something to do with the French, my Führer, a telegram from Marshal Blumberg." Tysenhofen handed the telegram to Xu Jun.

"Eric, pour me a glass of water, thank you." Xu Jun took the telegram, he drank a little too much last night, even if the biochemical physique is strong, his throat is still a little thirsty at the moment.

"Yes, please wait, my Führer." Tysenhofen bowed slightly, then turned and walked to the small table in the corner of the bedroom, on which was placed a crystal bottle filled with water and a matching crystal water glass, a gift from the French, and engraved with the Führer's initials and the imperial eagle emblem, the brilliance was simply a work of art.

"Eric, what time is it?" Xu Jun finished reading the telegram and rubbed his temples and asked.

"It's nine-thirty-five, my Führer." Tysenhofen walked to Xu Jun's bed with a glass of water.

"Prepare my uniform, give notice, and in half an hour a meeting will be held in the conference room, and inform Field Marshal Brauchitsch, General Keitel, the Bureau of Operations...... No, there is no need for a war bureau. ”

"General Keitel is on his way to Paris in the morning."

"Oh, I forgot, so I'll inform Yodel, the duty liaison officer of the Navy and Air Force, and the director of the Intelligence Directorate to attend. By the way, don't forget General Weirle and Colonel Dogen. Xu Jun took the water glass, raised his head and drank it all.

"Is that all these people? My Führer. ”

"That's all for now." Xu Jun put the water cup on the bedside table, lifted the thin blanket, and rolled over and climbed out of bed.

"Your uniform will be ready soon, my Führer." Tysenhofen nodded respectfully, then turned and walked out of the bedroom and closed the door casually.

"How could there be a conflict with the Japanese, Lieutenant Colonel Molimodo of the Japanese Army? Morimoto? I seem to have some impressions. The German Führer, wrapped in pale gray silk pajamas and putting on his smoky slippers embroidered with a golden eagle emblem, staggered into the bathroom next to the bedroom.

"Morimoto Morimoto," Xu Jun brushed his teeth in the bathroom mirror, muttering the name.

"I remember, the Morimoto Brigade crossed the border!" Xu Jun suddenly recalled that this was the first armed confrontation between Japan and France in the French Indochina issue.

The captain of the Japanese army claimed to have gotten lost during the marching training, and actually crossed the border from the flank, and was not discovered by the French defenders until he touched the edge of the French stronghold in Tongdeng City. In the end, the colonel of the French garrison at that time maintained a calm and restrained attitude, and did not give Morimoto a chance to turn his face from beginning to end. In the end, this brigade slowly withdrew from the border under the strict orders of the commander of the 5th Division.

Because of this incident, the French Indochina authorities felt that they had lost face, and not only lodged a strong protest with the Japanese government, but also overturned the table on the spot, almost tearing up the agreement signed between the French ambassador to Japan and the Japanese government to allow troops to be stationed. At that time, under the pressure of the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Indochina Observer Group, the army dismissed Morimoto from his position as captain and sent him to a military court. However, a year later, Morimoto was reinstated and sent to the Korean garrison to serve as the commander of an independent wing, and finally retired from the army with the rank of Osa.

"There is a difference in time and memory, history has changed a long time ago, but it still happened, and the nature has become more serious. I didn't expect to involve the German envoy as well, and the Japanese military department should really give this Nakasa a huge medal. The exact circumstances are not clear, but it should not be much different from history. Let's take a look at the thoughts inside the headquarters first, maybe we can "Xu Jun picked up the mouthwash cup and rinsed the toothpaste in his mouth.

"Well, history can change, but the character and thoughts of certain people can't be changed, and these guys really should be given a little color." Xu Jun put away the toothbrush, made a shining smile in the mirror, then nodded with satisfaction, unscrewed the hot water faucet and began to wash his face.

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