Saturday, August 3, in the conference room of the German Navy General Command.

Next to the long oak table was filled with senior German navy generals, and the conference room was filled with the sounds of generals talking.

As the door of the conference room was pushed open again, the sound of the conference room instantly became smaller and then disappeared.

The man who pushed open the door was wearing an admiral uniform, and looked too young, and he was only in his twenties when he opened.

Seeing the young man pushing the door in, all the generals had a common question. Why did he come?

The one who came in was Chen Dao. Because he had multiple positions and often went to the front line to fight against various German enemies, Chen Dao rarely participated in large-scale meetings of the German Navy, and most of the time he was the chief of staff of the Navy Aviation Corps Leibniz.

It is precisely because he always maintains the style of seeing the dragon without seeing the tail that every time Chen Dao appears, he can cause a shock among the senior generals of the Navy, and this time is no exception.

"Heinz, you finally appeared, it's rare." said General Lütjens, commander of the High Seas Fleet.

Chen Dao opened a backrest chair, sat opposite Lütjens, and asked Lütjens, "Do you have something to do with me?"

"When will the naval part of the Knight's Iron Cross be announced? The Army version and the Air Force version have been released, and only the navy's awarding standards have not yet been released. Do you have any inside information?" Lütjens asked.

Chen Dao lifted his hair and quietly swept across the conference room. He saw all the officers staring at him. The conference room was silent.

"I don't know the specific details, but it should be easy to guess that the navy must have calculated the merit value based on the tonnage of the sinking enemy ships." Chen Dao said.

"When will the army launch a general attack on Leningrad? At present, in the whole world, it seems that only the Russians' Baltic fleet is our enemy. If we want to accumulate enough tonnage, we can only start from the Baltic fleet. But they hide in Leningrad and cannot come out. We can only let the army drive them out first, and we will start." said Lieutenant General Denitz, commander of the submarine force.

"If there is no accident, the army will be able to reach Leningrad this month. However, I cannot guarantee whether the Russian Baltic fleet will come out to give you a record. Maybe they will shout rainbows at the last moment and sink themselves in the military port."

While Chen Dao chatted with other naval generals, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

Everyone, including Chen Dao, subconsciously looked at the door, but did not recognize who the person who came in was.

The officer who came in held a high stack of books in both hands, which blocked his face.

Seeing the stack of books, a smile flashed across Chen Dao's face.

The book was placed on the conference table, revealing Colonel Leibniz's face.

Chen Dao asked with a "confused look": "Why are you bringing so many books? Are you going to change careers and become the owner of a bookstore?"

Colonel Leibniz wiped his sweat from his head and said to Chen Dao: "I plan to work on the day of the Navy's retirement and don't plan to do other jobs. These books were given to me by a friend who runs a publishing house, called "Rabe Diary". This book has been sold out in the United States and the United Kingdom. My friend got the copyright of the German version of "Rabe Diary". This is a book, and I will help promote it in the Navy."

"Rabe Diary, isn't this book listed as * by the Propaganda Department? Is it lifted the ban?" Chen Dao asked curiously.

Leibniz and Chen Dao's four gazes burst into two flames in the air. Leibniz endured the impulse in his heart and tried his best not to laugh out loud.

"Of course, the ban has been lifted, and my friends will definitely not do anything illegal. I think this book has a lot of meaning. I decided to help him promote it."

Leibniz reached out to a thick stack of "Rabe's Diary" on the table, handing it to his colleagues in the conference room one by one.

Chen Dao cooperated very much and took a copy, leaned against the chair and looked it up.

The emergence of "Rabe Diary" has turned the originally full of chatting conference rooms into a library, and once again fell into silence.

Five minutes passed, and four more officers walked into the conference room one after another. Leibniz immediately gave her a book called "Rabe Diary". The four officers also sat at the conference table and studied hard like everyone else.

Chen Dao secretly looked at the expressions of the officers around him.

Lütjens, commander of the High Seas Fleet, frowned and his mouth pouted high.

Major General Lindman, the commander of the Mediterranean Fleet, held a cigarette in his right hand, but forgot to suck it.

The commander of the Baltic Fleet, General Mashar, opened his mouth slightly, and his eyes were deeply trapped in the "Rabe Diary" that seemed to have forgotten everything around him.

In the unspeakable silence, Chen Dao felt a storm brewing in the hearts of the navy generals. With just one opportunity, it could trigger a shocking storm in the conference room.

Chen Dao and Colonel Leibniz exchanged glances and nodded to each other. They sat on the chairs without talking.

When the pointer of the watch pointed to 8:58, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and Marshal Redell walked into the conference room to break the tranquility of the conference room.

All the naval officers took their gaze from the "Rabe Diary", stood up and stood attentively, paying tribute to Marshal Redel.

Marshal Redell nodded and greeted, the naval officers sat down again.

When Redell saw Chen Dao, he was slightly stunned. When he saw that there was a book on the table in front of each officer, he was stunned again.

Seeing that Marshal Redel noticed the existence of "Rabe's Diary", Chen Dao spoke first.

"Marson, there is a book here called "Rabe Diary". I personally suggest that you must read this book. The content of this book is really...ah......"

Dao Chen's long sigh successfully aroused Marshal Redel's curiosity.

"Mr. Marshal, I suggest you read this book first," said Denitz.

"Marson, you have to read this book." Lütjens' tone became more direct.

Without waiting for Marshal Redel to agree, Leibniz picked up a book called Rabe's Diary and sent it to Marshal Redel.

Redell glanced at the cover, and as the eyes of many subordinates opened the picture of the book, a series of photos caught his eye.

Seeing the scene in the first photo, Marshal Redell instantly felt a burst of blood rushing to his head.

In the picture, a captured soldier squatted on the ground, his hands tied behind him. His chest was exposed in the picture.

A man in military uniform stood on his left, grabbing his hair with his right hand, and another soldier in the same military uniform held a rifle in his hand. He kept his slim bayonet sank into the chest of the captured soldier.

Could it be that captured soldiers were used for assassination training?

Marshal Redell turned to the next page with a stern face. Sure enough, he saw that the following pages were photos of Japanese soldiers using living people as the targets of assassination.

The following photos made Marshal Redell even more nauseous.

A Japanese soldier wearing a steel helmet stood in the center of the screen, with three corpses lying on his feet.

The Japanese soldier held a samurai sword in his right hand and a head in his left hand, smiling at him.

After turning over a dozen pages of the photo, Radell looked at the main text of "Rabe's Diary".

Every time I read a short and bloody text, Marshal Redell's evil thoughts deepened.

After a few pages of the main text, Marshal Redell put the "Rabe Diary" heavily on the table.

"I have never seen an army with such a bad military discipline. I didn't expect that our allies could do such inhumane behavior."

"I can't imagine what would happen if our soldiers knew that our allies were like this?" Lütjens said.

"Thinking that my right hand had shaken hands with the despicable Japanese, I felt that my hands were going to rot." Chief of Staff General Schneidwyn said.

In the conference room, naval officers' slams against Japan were heard.

Leibniz said: "We must react to the head of state and draw a clear line with the Japanese. If we continue to be allies with the Japanese, the whole world will regard us as accomplices of the Japanese. The German team, and even the entire Germany, will be shamed."

"We have to respond to this to the Head of State..."

"Kick the Japanese out of our league."

Raidel waved his hand gaspingly, interrupting the slaughter of the admirals.

"Let's have a meeting first. I will personally respond to the contents of this book. We must not let the honor of the German team be damaged by the despicable Japanese people."

When Redell was in the Navy Command, he was in the East Prussian Wolf Knot, in the combat command room of the Air Force Command.

Goring held a cigar in his left hand, and his right hand was as thick as a 20-mm machine cannon and swayed in front of him. He said to a group of senior Air Force generals, "You have seen the content in the "Rabe Diary". Shameless, shameless. I have never overestimated the moral standards of the Japanese, but I didn't expect that they were as shameless as robbery - rape, mass murder of civilians and prisoners of war.

You said. What should we do? This book has been released on a large scale in the United States and the United Kingdom. It won’t take long to know that our allies are so despicable. Wherever the Luftwaffe goes, someone will point at our backs and say, look, that’s the Japanese accomplice.”

Marshal Mirch, the second-person figure of the Luftwaffe, said: "Since this book has been spread, we must think of a way to restore the impact of the content of this book on us. How could they do such a thing?"

Chief of Staff General Yeshunnek asked with a calm face: "Does the Head of State know this book? What does the Head of State mean?"

Goring jumped up and said to everyone: "It's not just the head of state, I also want to know what the army's reaction is? What is the Navy's reaction? And Himmler... In short, after the content of this book was exposed, it was not only our Luftwaffe, but the entire Germany."

"What should we do? React directly to the head of state?" Mirch asked.

"No, I think we should join forces with the Navy and the Army to react to the Head of State. After all, it is not our Air Force's own business, but all the Germans, and even our Axis Group." Goring said.

When Goring and Mirch and others discussed how to solve the negative impact of "Rabe Diary", in the Army Commander-in-Chief Braushich and Chief of Staff Halde put down the "Rabe Diary" in their hands.

Braushichi said: "What does the Imperial Marshal takes the initiative to send these books to us?"

"What he means is no longer important. What matters is how we solve the negative impact this book brings on us. We have repeatedly emphasized that loyalty and honor are the second life of German soldiers, but we are actually allied with such an army without a sense of honor. What would the soldiers think of us if they knew the content of this book?"

"But it is politically a matter of allies with the Japanese, and we have no right to decide," said Braushich.

"We don't have the final say, but we have the right to protest, and we must make a statement on this matter," Halder said.

After a few seconds of silence, Braushichi suddenly asked, "You said, Marshal Goring suddenly remembered to send us these books. Is it that he wanted to join forces with us to protest to the Head of State?"

Halde showed a thoughtful expression.

"I have heard Gorene mock the Japanese in front of the head of state more than once, and your inference is likely to be correct."

"Let's find some time to ask him. If possible, it's better to bring him in and see the head of state." Braushichi said.

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In another office in the Wolf's Knot, Marshal Keitel, the chief of staff of the German Supreme Command, put down the book in his hand and said to General Yodel, the chief of the war, who was beside him: "Have you read the book sent by Marshal of the Empire? What do you think?"

"I can't stand the Japanese." Yodel said in a muffled voice.

"After this book is released on a large scale, if it is spread to the army, it will definitely have an impact on morale. We must go to the people from the Army Command to discuss how to deal with the negative impact of this book."

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Berlin, SS Headquarters, Himmler's office.
To be continued...