After saying that, he hurriedly walked quickly with a group of generals in the direction where Ernst was imprisoned.

"Col. What's wrong with this?" Major Ludman asked in confusion.

Colonel Roman didn't know what was wrong. General Arthur, who was at the end, probably heard their conversation and turned around and glared at them fiercely: "You have caused a big disaster. Do you know who is being imprisoned?"

Major Ludman shook his head in confusion. General Arthur said coldly: "He is Baron Alexander."

In an instant, Colonel Roman and Major Lutherman were completely petrified there.

Major Ludman was stupid, he was completely stupid. God, what ridiculous things he did, God, forgive your sins.

He actually arrested Baron Alexander.

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"Hey Martin, do you have cigarettes?" Wang Weiyi, who was imprisoned, poked out his head and asked.

Martin, who was standing guard at the door, hesitated and took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to him from the window.

"Thank you, Martin, I will give you three marks of cigarette money." Wang Weiyi took the cigarette, returned to the place where he originally lived, and handed it to the side: "Col. Steam, do you smoke?"

"Ah, thank you." Colonel Steam took a cigarette.

Perhaps no one of these two people expected that they would be imprisoned together. Not long ago, Wang Weiyi successfully forced Colonel Stanme to surrender, but in a blink of an eye, he himself became a "captive".

"Hey Ernst, is this really your real name?" Steam asked, taking a sip of cigarette.

"Yes. This is my real name, but it can also be said not." Wang Weiyi said ambiguously: "However, according to the current situation, we are friends. After I go out, I will definitely find a way to release you as soon as possible."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I think you'd better consider yourself first." Steam didn't believe that the other party was capable of doing such a thing: "I think you probably offended who among the Germans, right? Logically speaking, you did a pretty good job here, but instead of giving no credit, he was arrested. Hey, did you think you would be shot by them? Tell me, what did you do and let them treat a hero like this?"

"I don't know, colonel." Wang Weiyi said with a smile: "It's such a strange thing. But I think they probably won't shoot me yet. Colonel, what about you? Have you shot your men?"

"No, never, Stanme said seriously: "Once I almost shot a soldier. That was when we arrived in North Africa. The soldiers who walked onto the battlefield were very timid. When they were fighting with the Germans, several soldiers actually threw down their guns and ran away when they heard the sound of guns. To be honest, I really wanted to shoot them, but I still endured it. Their timid behavior was naturally a military court that gave them the punishment they deserved."

Wang Weiyi listened very carefully and nodded: "Yes, I appreciate this. Any soldier who makes a mistake should not be punished immediately, but should give them a chance to appeal. I am not as good as you, Colonel."

Steam's interest was immediately raised. It is not easy to make an enemy publicly admit it, and it is not easy to do so.

"Look, what I said is true." Wang Weiyi showed very sincerely: "I hate those cowardly guys on the battlefield, and I have even shot many cowards. On the battlefield, I always thought that this was what a commander should do, but I never thought that not everyone can become a hero, and cowardice is the nature of human beings."

"You seem to have commanded a lot of troops after listening to you?" Steam was a little confused.

Wang Weiyi nodded seriously: "Indeed, I have commanded thousands of troops."

Steam laughed, "Come on, my good sir. If it were really as you said, you, a young mortal, wouldn't be imprisoned here. Ah, I noticed that you don't even have a military uniform. I guess you are a deserter, right?"

Wang Weiyi couldn't help but smile, but then he became serious: "You are not wrong. Colonel, you have really been a deserter."

"Look, I'm sure." Steam smiled proudly.

Stanme probably wouldn't have thought that the deserter mentioned by the man in front of him refers to the years he left Germany, and he has been blaming himself for it and has been working hard to make up for it.

At this time, a loud footsteps suddenly sounded outside, and then Martin's loud report was heard.

Wang Weiyi smiled faintly because he knew who was coming.

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The door was pushed open with a "bang", and then an extremely familiar figure appeared at the door.

That was the commander-in-chief of the German North African Legion and former member of the Skeleton Commando:

Otto.

Moritz.

Walter.

Model!

Field Marshal of the German Empire - "Iron Wall" Model!

Model finally saw the same familiar figure again twenty years later. Even in his dream, he had seen this figure countless times. Even if his memories were all lost, he vowed that he would never forget this figure:

Ernst.

Alexson.

Feng.

Bryme!

The legend of the German Empire - Baron of Skeleton!

Model stabilized his body, he had to try to control his emotions to make himself stand straight, and then his arms were raised high:

"Hey- Ernst!"

Then, he put down his arm and said hard and clearly, word by word: "Captain Ernst, Captain Model, Captain of the Fourth Assault Squad of Skeleton Commando, reported to you!"

"Very good, Captain Moder, please report your situation now!" Wang Weiyi stood up, without considering Stanme's extremely surprised eyes, and said slowly and calmly.

Model's voice was so loud: "Yes, during my time as Commander-in-Chief of the North African Legion, I am ashamed of not being able to defeat our enemies, which has brought shame to the undefeated reputation of the Skeleton Commando. I ask for your punishment!"

This is the words of a German Empire Field Marshal!

There was no sound around, and all the generals held their breath. After a while, Wang Weiyi's voice sounded: "Master Model, you should not bear the dilemma of the North African Legion.

The perpetrators have received the punishment they deserve. I am very satisfied with you and Manstein. In such a dilemma, you can still fight back with all your might and retain the elite of the North African Legion, and this is the basis for our victory!”

"Thank you, Marshal Ernst!" Model's voice began to tremble: "I didn't expect to see you again when I was alive. Even if I let me die immediately now, I have no regrets."

"Don't die easily, Model." Wang Weiyi said with a smile: "Living, you must live well, and there are many things you have to do."

Model nodded vigorously. At this time, the German generals standing behind him had no hesitation anymore. They raised their right arms at the same time, and then called loudly in the most uniform voice:

"Hey- Ernst!"

Hey - Ernst! St. Ernst!

Any of them, like Marshal Model, never dreamed that they could actually see Baron Alexander!

This magical baron, this legendary god of war, is where all hopes for this German revival are!

Now, he is standing here, standing alive in front of everyone. So, what difficulties and enemies are they afraid of?
Chapter completed!