Roml arrived at the Tijuana operations command center by helicopter, and once the Mi-8 helicopter steadied on the "H" helipad on top of the building, he jumped down.
A staff officer with the rank of lieutenant approached, slightly dizzy from the propeller wash, and extended his hand with a smile, "Lieutenant Colonel Roml!"
The other party was taken aback, looked at his own epaulets, and frowned.
"No need to doubt, General Victor has officially promoted you to the rank of lieutenant colonel, still serving as the commander of the 2nd Battalion’s 4th Company, and he has a new mission for you. I’ll take you to see General Kennedy, he has new instructions for you."
Roml nodded and glanced at the other person’s na tag on his left: Erich Manstein, a na he hadn’t heard, but certainly not a nobody if he’d been sent here.
Actually, Manstein was a lieutenant before the "Culiacán War," but after the war, Kennedy awarded him a third-class rit, promoting him directly to captain.
The two walked down from the rooftop, taking the elevator to the 8th floor, where they saw a bust of Victor hanging on the wall.
As a side note, Propaganda Minister Goebbels, in his effort to craft a persona for the general, had two kinds of busts taken: one of him wearing five stars, Supre Marshal of the Governor’s Mansion, adorned with the unique "Aztec Cross dal," symbolizing absolute power!
This portrait hung within the military.
The second kind depicted him in simple attire, looking pensive and scholarly, like one who grieves for mankind, which primarily decorated schools, streets, and enterprises.
If you run a company in xico and don’t want to hang Victor’s portrait, you’d better not want to stay in business.
Goebbels was working hard to bolster the weight of the leader’s image.
It might seem insignificant, but with prolonged and steady exposure, so people get brainwashed.
Extre personal cult!
"Wait a mont~" Roml called out, and Erich Manstein looked back to see him tidying up his uniform in front of the "mirror," making sure the collar and the hem were impeccable.
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This description flashed through Erich Manstein’s mind.
"Alright, let’s go in," Roml said to him. Manstein nodded with a smile, knocked on the door, and a deep voice from inside said, "Co in."
As they entered, they saw the interior was resplendent with gold, the floor laid with a Persian carpet worth tens of thousands of US dollars, and walls holding several thousand dollars’ worth of red wine, while the ashtray on the table was embroidered with gold.
It was downright nouveau riche.
There was no helping it...
Drug traffickers were too extravagant, all these were seized from them.
Sitting behind the desk was four-star General Kennedy Heisenberg, in full military dress, sporting a Diamond Double Swords Golden Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal at his collar!
In the center, written in Spanish: Loyalty!
In August, Victor enacted a decree through the Military Council to establish a series of dals: the Knight’s Iron Cross dal, Golden Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal, Double Swords Golden Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal, Diamond Double Swords Silver Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal, and Diamond Double Swords Golden Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal—a total of five kinds.
To comnd achievents!
The top-tier Diamond Double Swords Golden Oak Leaf Knight’s Iron Cross dal was planned to be awarded to only 12 individuals, likened to Jesus’s "Twelve Disciples!"
And the first of these belonged to Kennedy Heisenberg and was thus far the only one issued.
Its significance was extraordinary.
Put it this way, if Victor were to fall from power, for Kennedy Heisenberg to be hanged would be a luxury.
Clack!
Roml and Manstein saluted together, "Sir!"
Kennedy Heisenberg smiled and raised his hand, indicating for the two n to sit, "So, how are things at the 4th Company?"
"Very good, sir!"
"Hmm, any difficulties you can co to , both the general and I believe in your abilities."
Although Roml was excited inside, his nature was to stay calm under pressure and he nodded very composedly.
Kennedy Heisenberg appreciated this characteristic; with a bit more experience, Roml could beco a high-ranking military official, capable of handling things on his own.
"General, here is a new mission for you," he said, taking out the mission orders from the table. Roml took them with both hands, and the other continued, "You are ordered to reach Vandenberg Air Force Base in California by October 7th to carry out an overseas mission in Kuwait!"
"This is Governor’s Mansion’s first appearance overseas. Victor trusts you, the people trust you, the organization trusts you."
Hey, talk like this and Roml’s blood runs hot. He lifts his head to et General Kennedy Heisenberg’s earnest gaze, and instantly straightens his chest, "I guarantee to complete the mission!"
Watching his expression, Kennedy Heisenberg suddenly swallowed the words he was about to say: he actually wanted to caution not to rush, just to follow behind the Yanks.
We’re supposed to be cheering them on, not increasing the casualty count.
But saying that would be sowhat demoralizing, so he could only pat Roml on the shoulder, pointing to Erich Manstein standing beside him, "The operations command has decided to appoint Manstein as the 4th Company’s staff officer and as the commander of the 2nd Platoon, I hope you two can cooperate well."
"Yes, sir!" the two said earnestly.
The 4th Company was truly full of elite soldiers: Company Commander Erwin Roml, Deputy Company Commander Major Fedor von Bock, Staff Officer Erich Manstein.
It’s settled, a lightning strike on Iraq!
Coming out of Kennedy’s office, standing at the door, Roml extended his hand, "Welco, Captain Manstein."
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