Chapter 85 Spanish Campaign 4
The two Spanish envoys did not dare to delay at all, and rushed to Italy by boat that night. One of them went to Rome to see Mussolini, and the other got on the train bound for Austria. After several days of wandering, they finally arrived in Berlin, the capital of Germany. .
"Salute to you, Your Majesty the Crown Prince. I hope you can help Spain get rid of the Red Terror! The Spanish people will be grateful for your greatness and generosity."
A playful smile appeared on Yannick's lips. "Mr. Special Envoy, for the sake of General Franco's situation, it's better to stop talking about these useless nonsense. There is only a relationship of interest between the country and the country, and those who are grateful are not worth a penny. Tell me, what do you need, and what are you talking about? What can you give us?”
"..." Seeing that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince got to the point more straightforwardly than he did, the Spanish envoy was stunned. But what he said was reasonable. The Spanish envoy gathered his thoughts, put aside the prepared polite words, and stated the purpose of his visit. "We need your country's military support."
"I think so." Yannick nodded. "Then what can you give me?"
The Spanish envoy thought for a moment and asked cautiously. "What does His Majesty the Crown Prince need?" He was worried that he would suffer a loss if he opened too high. If the other party sets a price first, it will give you a base and make it easier to bargain.
"Haha." Yannick suddenly let out a laugh that made the Spanish envoy inexplicable, and waved to Anne next to him.
Anne took out a document from the folder and placed it in front of the Spanish envoy.
"Since Mr. Special Envoy is so polite, I won't be polite anymore. This is our price, and we don't accept counter-offers. If your country can accept it, then accept it. If you can't accept it, then take it."
Hearing Yannick's non-negotiable tone, the special envoy had a bad feeling in his heart and picked up the document tremblingly.
"Article 1. Spain needs to provide Germany with three ports, two on the Atlantic and one on the Mediterranean. The infrastructure needs to be borne by Spain and leased to Germany for 99 years at the price of one mark."
The corners of the Spanish envoy's mouth twitched slightly. He couldn't accept this first point. He knew that Germany had always wanted to have a naval base in the Mediterranean, and its price was one port. Now Germany is asking for three ports?
Can't agree!
The second article is about the economic aspect.
"Article 2. Spain allows Germans to invest in any aspect in Spain and lowers 20% of tariffs on German goods."
This also makes it very difficult for Spain. The products entering Spain are not from Germany. If the tariff is reduced by 20% for Germany, how will it be explained to other countries, especially the United Kingdom and France? Is it possible to lower tariffs for all countries? That's such a shame! !
Can't agree!
The third item is even more outrageous.
"Article 3. Germany establishes a military security company in Spain. The Spanish government shall not interfere with the number of employees and weapons and equipment of this military security company."
"..." What is the difference between this and deploying German troops directly within Spanish territory? ! It's just a "military security company" cover! ! If the Spanish people knew that Franco signed such a treaty, they would immediately lose their support!
Seeing the muscles on the Spanish envoy's face shaking uncontrollably, Yannick explained kindly. "Of course, these are secret terms and will not be made public. General Franco need not worry about being found out by his people."
"I think your country's request is too excessive." The Spanish envoy's tone was full of dissatisfaction. Although it is a secret treaty, there is no airtight wall in the world. If this clause is really signed, the people will not be able to do it in a few years. Will know.
"Maybe." Yannick nodded disapprovingly. "Mr. Special Envoy, you are tired from the journey. Please rest first. There is a radio in the room. Mr. Special Envoy can discuss with General Franco."
"..." That's all. Anyway, he can't sign such a traitorous treaty.
After arriving at the residence, the special envoy contacted General Franco immediately, but learned that the war situation in Cordoba was quite unfavorable.
Although street fighting can bring all war machines to the same platform and heavy weapons cannot be deployed in street fighting, street fighting also requires a steady stream of reinforcements. Due to the lack of backup, the entire Cordoba was already under siege, and it was only a matter of time before it fell.
Of course, Franco also felt that the conditions offered by Germany were a bit excessive and were simply taking advantage of the situation, but he could only grit his teeth and agree, ordering the envoy to sign the treaty immediately so that Germany could send reinforcements as soon as possible.
In desperation, the Spanish envoy could only ask to see Yannick again.
Yannick did not embarrass him and immediately summoned the anxious envoy. The special envoy signed the document without saying anything and asked impatiently. "Your Highness, when will your country send reinforcements?"
Yannick said very simply. "tomorrow."
"Tomorrow?" The Spanish envoy was stunned for a moment. It was already evening. He would be dispatched tomorrow. Didn't he need to prepare? "You mean we'll be dispatched tomorrow?"
Yannick shook his head. "No, what I'm saying is that the first batch of reinforcements will arrive in your country tomorrow to join the battlefield."
The Spanish envoy was even more surprised and blurted out. "How is it possible?!" Even if Germany had already expected that Spain would ask them for help and was well prepared, how could it be possible that it would be able to join the battlefield tomorrow? Where are their troops? ?
Yannick smiled, he had already discussed it with Italy and Portugal. Italy's Mussolini wanted to promote his Fascist system with no future; while Portugal was worried that its neighbor would turn red and threaten itself. It can be said that the three countries hit it off.
Using Italian and German naval transport ships, secret ants transported a large amount of weapons, equipment and personnel to Portugal.
At this time, Italian and German troops have gathered on the Portuguese border. At dawn tomorrow, they will cross the border, break into Spain, and launch an attack on the government troops.
"This is just the first batch of reinforcements, and there will be a corps of 500 officers to train Mr. Franco's army."
The Spanish envoy had to marvel at the young crown prince's foresight in putting forward Spain's needs. "We need a lot of guns and ammunition, and what we need most are machine guns, a lot of light machine guns... Of course, we are also in very short supply of aircraft and cannons."
Yannick nodded. "No problem, we can provide a large number of weapons, especially submachine guns, as much as you want. But these are not free, the price is calculated separately. As for tanks and aircraft, we are not rich."
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"Line up! Quick! Everyone stand!" In a German expeditionary camp near the Portuguese border, hundreds of German soldiers wearing Franco's army uniforms gathered.
A major began to talk.
"In an hour we will cross the border ahead and enter Spain to receive the true baptism of war. I won't say any more. You only need to keep three points in mind."
He said, holding out a finger.
"First! Lie down low! Whoever lies low will survive! Don't stand up straight rashly on the battlefield. That's something only idiots can do!"
Then he stretched out a second finger: "Second, try not to exaggerate your record! Because I will believe in these records and leave more difficult tasks to these troops with excellent records next time!"
Then he looked at the nervous soldiers and stretched out a third finger: "Third! Remember to give way to bullets and artillery shells! Unless you are more anxious than them."
All the soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter. Apparently, the tension before going out was swept away.