To be honest, Guderian was not interested in such people, and even disliked them a little.
It cannot be said that this person has no ability, but he has used all his ability and IQ on flattery and adulation. What he wants in his head is to attack dissidents, destroy competitors, please his boss, and then meet his own path to a better future.
A high-ranking official career.
It’s hard to believe that in 1941, the guy in front of me was just the person in charge of a town-level post office that had nothing to do with the military industry.
Guderian was once curious, and he went out of his way to understand how this person climbed to this enviable position in just over two years. Such a promotion speed was even Guderian himself.
I feel like I haven't seen it often.
But after understanding the story and truth behind it, Guderian could only become more bored with the unscrupulous guy in front of him. Staying with him for even a little longer was annoying.
But due to work reasons, Guderian had to have a lot of contact with this person. Conflicts are always entangled in every corner of your life, and they never leave or disappear. This has always been the case since ancient times, regardless of distinction.
area.
He looked at the group of experts and factory personnel in front of him who knew many of them, and then at the reporters around him who were holding cameras, pens and paper ready to go. He raised his hand to support Guderian, who was holding the brim of his military hat.
He left on the spot without any hesitation.
"The head of state has assigned me a special task. I must seize the time today."
As soon as Guderian, who was talking while walking, said these words, the narrow eyes of Hermann, who was wearing small glasses next to him, suddenly flashed and changed.
"Go and arrange the reporters elsewhere and tell them that General Guderian has other important matters. Take them to take pictures of the newly built villas in the workers' residential area and publicize and report on these things. They have never seen them before.
Remember not to let them see where the labor prisoners live, choose another route to go around, ensure safety, and get this thing done."
Herman, who narrowed his eyes slightly, called for the assistant who followed him to explain the details and issue orders. The understanding young assistant could see that he was a person who could understand his meaning and thoughts. After nodding lightly, he quickly moved towards
The reporters waiting on the side stepped forward.
"Ladies and gentlemen, fellow reporters, we have specially arranged special report material for you that will make you run out of ink tomorrow morning. Please come with me."
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By the time Guderian, who had gone ahead, saw Hermann again, the two of them were already walking together on the path to the main building of the factory.
"Can you tell me what kind of mission you have? Guderian, at least I have to arrange your itinerary and take you where you want to go."
Guderian, who remained calm, frowned slightly. After visiting the Nibelungen factory many times, Guderian knew and was familiar with the place well enough to tour on his own without a guide.
He wanted to reject this disgusting follower next to him and tell him to go away, but Guderian, who had just had such an idea in his mind, thought about it and decided that it would not work.
This Hermann was the direct contact person airdropped from Berlin, and his every move was not intended to monitor him.
Even if the head of state can trust him again and entrust him with important tasks, Guderian knows that his previous sharp and thorny character must have offended many people. There are always some people who want to observe and understand what he has done behind the scenes.
What, it is not difficult to choose this villain who likes to follow people's influence as an eyeliner, so it is best not to be resented or exposed.
After the experience of being fired by the head of state last time, Guderian cherished his hard-won position even more, but in the end he still could not say the words of rejection.
"How is the progress of the new Tiger tank project going?"
Without any unnecessary nonsense, Guderian directly asked Hermann the question.
"New...what? Tiger tank?"
As Guderian expected, this guy is, as always, a guy who specializes in figuring out people's hearts and studying how to defeat opponents and enemies, but he is not very professional in his own job that he should do well.
In other words, his original professional skills did not lie in this, but I can't blame him too much.
After all, if we are serious, such a guy should be managing stamps in the post office now, instead of working in the military industry to supervise production and liaise with reports.
"Dr. Schlein, do we have such a project underway?"
Along with another entourage who looked like a serious expert and scholar, he lowered his head and spoke in a low voice. Herman, who had made effective make-up lessons on the spot, relied on his super memory that he was proud of, and then turned back to face him.
Speaking fluently to Guderian.
"Workshop No. 3, just turn right in front and walk two hundred meters forward. The progress of the new Tiger tank has entered the final stage. We have also prepared other gifts for you. Which one do you want to see first?"
Guderian said nothing and just continued moving in the direction of the workshop described by Herman.
Hermann, who was accustomed to the words and deeds of this "freak", was not angry at all. He knew very well that he and this person were not on the same path. As long as he completed his mission, he would not be angry with such a fool.
The road leading to Workshop No. 3 was not too far. Guderian, who was moving quickly, entered the door of the workshop after a while. The clock-in registration board hanging at the door clearly stated that today's date was August.
2nd.
Workshop No. 3 is a place specializing in the production and construction of heavy tanks. It is a veritable "Lair of Behemoths".
Hundreds of Ferdinand-type heavy tank destroyers have been built here before. Guderian always felt that these bulky big guys lacked enough mobility and were more like self-propelled artillery with redundant heavy armor than tanks.
Destroyer vehicle. But these are not situations he can change. As long as the Führer says there is a need for this thing, then it is what the German Army needs.
Now, with the entrustment and mission of the head of state, Guderian came here to inspect the latest secret weapon that is related to whether it can defeat those Russians in the next stage. A weapon that puts Porsche and Henschel back into competition and takes the lead.
new heavy tank.
The final target of this trip is parked in a warehouse near the inner corner. The welding guns, winches, cranes, wheeled multi-functional scaffolding and a group of busy workers all around silently explain the majestic and domineering machine.
The steel behemoth like a mountain has not yet been completely completed at this moment, but this is not too important to Guderian.
Looking at the extremely slender main gun with an extremely long barrel, and recalling the frontline reports he had seen with his own eyes before, Guderian, who was muttering to himself, spoke slowly in a daze for a moment.
"Looks very powerful, hopefully it will give us an advantage over the Russians' new heavy tanks."
Hermann, who was accompanying him, laughed on the spot when he heard this, as if Guderian was like a clown performing on the stage and told a joke that was not funny.
"This is inevitable. The Guderian Tiger II tank is our latest secret weapon. Now it is about to be completed for those Russians to witness its power."