Chapter 195 Are they crazy? Or have they been kicked in the head by a donkey? (The third update!)
"The Japanese want to cooperate with us?" Captain Wolfgang Rütte's face was full of disdain.

"The British Mediterranean Fleet attacking Alexandria?"

"Are they crazy or am I crazy?"

Looking at the telegram in his hand, Captain Rutte felt that these Japanese were crazy.

Just rely on those fleets?

Ok!

Strictly speaking, the strength of the Combined Fleet ranks third in the world.

Especially after the French Navy was severely damaged by the British Army, Japan's naval strength soared.

If they really unite, there is still hope of sinking the British Mediterranean Fleet.

After all, compared with the Italian naval fleet, the Japanese navy seems to be more reliable.

For a moment, Captain Rutte was silent.

"Captain, do you want to call back?" The first mate looked at the silent Captain Rutte and asked softly.

"What do you think of this plan?" Captain Rutte did not answer immediately, but handed the telegram to the first mate beside him.

After reading the invitation from the Japanese army, the first mate understood why his talented ace captain was silent.

Anyone who sees this plan will be silent.

After all, no one has ever considered cooperation between the two parties.

Perhaps it can be said that from the beginning to the end, the German army never took this so-called ally seriously.

For the German army, the real interest is always Europe.

The Far East is of no interest to them and is just a waste of time.

That is, some tungsten ores and rubber are the resources they value.

"Captain, what do you think?" The first mate did not give an answer immediately, but asked Captain Rutte instead.

"I think it's crazy, but if it succeeds, it may not be so dangerous for us in the future, and the situation in the empire may even become better."

"But the chance of success is too low." Although the first mate agreed with the plan, he felt that the possibility was too low.

"That's right, but high risks bring high rewards, just like every time we attack, no one knows whether it will succeed. But the facts have proved that although the risks are great, our gains are also great." Captain Rutte said confidently.

"So you agree with this plan?" the first mate asked again.

"From my heart, I don't agree with this. It's too crazy. If we fail, the British army will definitely chase us madly. By then, I'm afraid there will be little hope for us to escape from the Mediterranean. We may even be wiped out."

"But from a strategic point of view, if we succeed, we will change the decadent situation."

"At least the eastern Mediterranean is ours, and our submarines can hunt down Allied warships more easily." Captain Rutte spoke out his thoughts.

After listening to Captain Rutte's words, the first mate felt that it made sense.

If this can be successful, the situation in North Africa will be much easier.

The empire no longer had to continue investing resources, and could instead obtain more resources from Southeast Asia.

"Should we meet with them?" the first mate asked.

"Think about it again. This kind of thing is not something that a small captain like me can decide." Captain Rutte shook his head.

Just then the second mate came in with a telegram.

"Captain, telegram from the Navy Headquarters."

Upon hearing this, Captain Rutte was surprised. What happened again?
Do we need to change the battle plan?
It shouldn’t be!

In addition to delivering a batch of equipment, their purpose of coming here was to attack British merchant ships and reduce the potential of the British army.

Captain Rutte took the telegram with doubts, but after reading it, he was actually a little bit unbelievable.

The order from above was to cooperate with Japan's Third Fleet to attack Alexandria Port, and a fleet of 20 submarines was specially dispatched for this purpose and were on their way here.

At the same time, the Italian Navy will also send a fleet to join the attack plan.

Even the remaining French navy will seek an opportunity to join.

In other words.

This time, the navies of four countries joined forces to attack the British Empire's Mediterranean Fleet in Alexandria.

It must be said that this plan was even crazier than the one Chuichi Nagumo had sent him.

After all, what Chuichi Nanyun sent him was a joint operation of the two countries' navies.

The results of it?
The message from the Navy Headquarters was about the joint operations of the four navies.

Judging from the name, it is very imposing.

In fact, if you look at it, the navies of the four countries combined are probably not as good as the Royal Fleet of the British Empire.

There was no way. The half-crippled French Navy, the weak Italian Navy, and the German Navy that only had submarines were no match for the British Mediterranean Fleet.

Including the Japanese Third Fleet, the strength of both sides is barely equal.

Ah!
It can also occupy certain advantages.

After all, when it comes to submarines, the German army is definitely very capable.

And there is the vengeful French navy.

As long as the Italian Navy does not fire at its own carrier-based aircraft, there should be no problem.

After the first and second mates read the telegram, they were also a little confused.

This plan is much crazier than the previous ones.

But the chances of winning have increased a lot.

In addition, in order to better complete the attack plan.

He even directly promoted Captain Wolfgang Rütte's rank to colonel.

It can be said that this is a promotion skipping three levels, and this kind of promotion is basically impossible.

Looking at the telegram in his hand, Captain Rutte, no, now called Colonel Rutte.

His face was full of disbelief.

But he quickly calmed down and realized that this was to better command the rest of the submarine formation.

Otherwise, as a captain, it would be difficult for him to command the rest of the submarines, and he would also have to connect with other countries' fleets.

After all, a captain is a bit low in rank.

Thinking of this, Colonel Lutte knew the difficulty of this mission, so he pondered for a while and asked the communicator to immediately call back Nagumo Chuichi, saying that they could meet to discuss this joint operation in detail.

"Before that, we need to transport the supplies here to Bangkok as soon as possible." Colonel Rutte smiled.

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"Commander, do you think this plan will succeed?" Meng Fanle walked into the command center and saw Cun Yunsheng staring at the map of North Africa. He guessed that he must be worried about the plan proposed before.

"Normally it is impossible to succeed." Cun Yunsheng shook his head and said.

"Huh? Why do you bring it up?" Meng Fan asked in confusion.

"If we don't mention it, I'm afraid we won't get much." Cun Yunsheng said helplessly.

"With the current strength of the Japanese army, they won't be able to hold out for long. In the Battle of Midway, the Japanese navy suffered heavy losses. Although they publicized it as a great victory and sank many US warships, they never mentioned their own losses."

"Isn't this normal?" Meng Fan looked confused.

Normally, propaganda is like this, with reports on how many enemies were killed, how many people were lost, and so on.

"That's right, but the Japanese overlooked one thing, that is America's industrial manufacturing capabilities. I said before that they can build a light aircraft carrier in ten days at the fastest, which means an average of one ship per week."

"And what about the Japanese's aircraft carriers? Normally they last two to three years, and they are in urgent need of steel now. What can they use to fight the U.S. military?" "So the Japanese are now yesterday's news, and they won't be able to jump around for much longer." Cun Yunsheng explained.

"But isn't this a good thing? At least it can end the war quickly." Meng Fanle was still puzzled as to why his own regiment commander had revealed so much to the German army.

Although because of the relationship with the German-equipped division, many officers did not have much resentment towards the German army.

But after all, the two sides now belong to different camps. If this gets out, the impact will definitely be bad.

"Have you thought about what will happen after the war?" Cun Yunsheng's sudden words made Meng Fan confused.

After the war?

Isn't that just living a stable life?

Maybe he will find a wife, have some children, and live a good life.

After listening to Meng Fanle's words, Cun Yunsheng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"It's a good idea, but there are always people who don't want us to live a good life." Cun Yunsheng didn't continue.

"Who? Is there a new enemy?" Meng Fan's face was full of confusion.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng said leisurely.

"When we are not strong enough, we are still fish on the chopping board."

"So you are going to trick the British army and let the war drag on?" Meng Fanle was not a fool and immediately understood the meaning of this sentence.

"Commander, you are really crazy. If this gets out, no one will believe it." Meng Fanle said in shock.

"Hahaha, what I want is that they won't believe it. You have to remember one thing, that is, those who are not of our race must have different hearts." Cun Yunsheng patted his shoulder and said with a smile.

"Including the US military?" Meng Fanle said in a low voice.

"That's right, including the U.S. military, no one has good intentions, so we have to be strong ourselves to be truly strong, otherwise, we will always be fish on the chopping board."

"If you want to live the life you want, you have to work hard, otherwise there will always be war." Cun Yunsheng said solemnly.

"You have also read history books, so you naturally know the mystery behind this."

After hearing Cun Yunsheng's words, Meng Fan let out a deep breath.

"I see. So you want to let them fight each other and help us accumulate some wealth?"

"That's right, that's the truth. Only by taking advantage of the contradictions between them can we take advantage of the situation, instead of blindly believing in the so-called League of Nations." Cun Yunsheng said to someone meaningfully.

Fortunately, Meng Fanle didn't hear it.

"Then what should we do next? Reorganize first?" Meng Fanle asked again.

"Don't worry. This is a telegram that has just been delivered. The Japanese army has dispatched the 4th Division to Bangkok." Cun Yunsheng handed over the telegram that was clenched in his hand.

"How does this relate to what we're going to do next?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this Fourth Division should be sent to reinforce Burma."

"In that case, let Li Ula and his men move south and push the front line to the Chiang Mai area first. Also, let Jingxia Yuta contact the 4th Division and ask them if they want to do business."

"By the way, let Li Wula and Bula practice their skills with the Thai army and accumulate some experience."

Now Meng Fan was even more confused. Why were they doing business with the Japanese army again?
But since Cun Yunsheng said so, he must have his reasons, so I didn't say much. I could only nod and convey the order.

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After receiving the order, Li Ula immediately began to mobilize his troops, preparing to take over Chiang Mai Province in one fell swoop.

As for these Thai troops, they already knew that the enemy's combat effectiveness was not as good as those of the garrison regiments.

So there is nothing to arrange.

As for Zhao He's chariot battalion, it has been transferred back to Lashio for rest and recuperation.

Because the tank battalion needs to be expanded, Zhao He has to go back to train new tank soldiers.

Also, it's time for the tank to be overhauled.

Fortunately, Lashio dispatched a lot of heavy artillery, which gave Li Ula more confidence.

Not only that, there were dozens of jeeps equipped with Browning heavy machine guns.

It can be used as a chariot.

Not to mention there are more than twenty recoilless guns, which are all good for dealing with tanks.

That is, except for the lack of tanks.

The firepower of the two infantry battalions on Li Ula's side is already very strong.

At the same time, he also knew that this time was to exercise his command ability.

He was aware of his own command level, so he had been constantly pondering tactics during this period.

"We won't do anything fancy this time. We'll just use the old three tactics of the Japanese that Fanla often talks about: artillery bombardment, infantry charge, and after the infantry charge, artillery bombardment." Li Ula said.

After hearing his words, Bu La, Ma Dazhi and others nodded, thinking that there was really no need to use any sophisticated tactics.

As expected, after dozens of heavy artillery fired at the same time, the Thai army on the opposite side was directly blown to pieces.

He even abandoned his position directly, catching them off guard.

There is no way, because the elite Thai troops were transferred to Myanmar and were almost wiped out.

Especially the two divisions following Mutaguchi Ren'ya, now there are only more than 10,000 people left.

However, the combat effectiveness has been greatly improved.

The remaining troops are poorly trained second-line troops.

Faced with the powerful firepower of the Sichuan Army, they were no match at all.

Not to mention, the other side can also call in fighter jets to bomb them.

In less than a day, Li Ula's first battalion advanced fifty kilometers.

Such a speed made Li Ula shake his head.

There's no point in beating this kind of rookie no matter how many times you beat him.

"The Thai army is too weak." Ma Dazhi couldn't help but click his tongue.

I thought the Thai army on the other side would be weak, but I didn't expect them to be this weak.

It was indeed beyond their expectations.

"Forget it, let the troops continue the attack and try to take Chiang Mai Province in one go." Li Ula nodded and immediately ordered to continue the attack.

As a result, a telegram made him temporarily stop the attack.

"What the hell? Cambodia sent troops? No, it was the French army? Are they attacking Kengtung?"

"Are they crazy?" Li Ula was stunned when he looked at the telegram in his hand.

We were attacking here, but our lair was raided?

"I told you, no wonder the Thai army is so weak, it turns out they were showing weakness on purpose." Ma Dazhi said with sudden enlightenment.

"What should we do now?" Li Ula asked in a panic.

"Let's wait for the commander's order first." Ma Dazhi thought for a while and said.

On the other side, Cun Yunsheng, who received the telegram, was also a little confused.

"What the hell? The Vichy French army from Cambodia is attacking Kengtung? Are they crazy? Or have they been kicked in the head by a donkey?"

　There is one more update, and I need to take it slow. I woke up in the afternoon with a severe headache, sore throat, and even swallowing hurts. Basically, I write a thousand words an hour. If I can't do it tomorrow, I'll go get an IV. I'm really exhausted.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)