WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

18. Could Mr. Sean serve as an advisor to the U.S. Army?

"What I mean is, on behalf of the Department of War and the U.S. Army, I formally invite Mr. Sean Wayne to become our military advisor."

These words caused another uproar in the room.

Eisenhower's actions undoubtedly acknowledged Sean's unique insights and groundbreaking vision in military matters.

The officers who had initially mocked Sean were now blushing.

This was undoubtedly a resounding slap in the face to them.

So what if the other party has never served in the military?

So what if we've never fought a war?

So what if you're young?

This is an affirmation of Sean's abilities by the Army and the War Department.

Sean hesitated.

As an expert, one can certainly engage in empty talk, but being a true expert doesn't require practical experience.

One's own information and knowledge are sufficient, but military advisors are different; they deal with real combat.

Moreover, it would be terrible if army advisors were sent to the European or Pacific theaters.

Safety first.

"I'm sorry, I'm not qualified for the position of consultant," Sean said regretfully.

"You're too modest." The general extended his hand and shook Sean's. "You can do it."

"I can't."

"Give it a try."

"Really, no." Sean refused decisively.

"The salary is very high."

"How many?"

"Eight hundred dollars a month."

It's really tall.

Sean looked dejected and had no choice but to give up, "It still won't work, my abilities are limited."

"Excessive modesty is hypocrisy."

I'm telling the truth.

I was just an ordinary person in my past life, how could I become an army advisor?

Sean said without hesitation, "I'm so sorry."

"Well, it would be a real shame if you insisted. But I hope we'll have more opportunities to exchange ideas in the future. The Army and the War Department will continue to invite you to give speeches."

We will increase the cost somewhat, but if—I mean if—you change your mind, the Army is always welcome to do so.

"Thanks!"

What did he say? He actually refused?

Many officers didn't understand. This was a huge opportunity; they could become advisors and easily become chiefs of staff later.

If any of these people become president, they might even become ministers.

Good heavens, Sean has given up on his path to heaven.

"Why refuse? You're perfectly capable of it. Let anyone who disagrees argue with me." Barton looked at him with a disappointed expression.

He felt an indescribable respect for Sean, just like he did for Guderian.

This is a true soldier's tribute to Sean.

Sean shrugged sheepishly. "Does that mean the documentaries and short videos I've watched aren't enough for me to be competent?" Even if they were, Sean had his own reasons.

Nimitz walked over and extended his hand. "Hello, Mr. Sean."

"Hello there."

"I am Nimitz!"

My God, another renowned general. Sean excitedly shook hands with the other person.

What is your understanding of naval warfare?

"Naval warfare is actually the same as land warfare. We are now in an era of integrated sea and air operations. The days of relying solely on giant ships and cannons are long gone. Naval aviation will become an important pillar of the future navy."

"Yes, you think the same way I do," Nimitz said excitedly.

"Strictly speaking, it should be a trinity: air, sea, and underwater."

"You mean to vigorously develop submarines?"

"Submarines are an indispensable strategic deterrent force in future naval warfare."

There was one more thing Sean didn't say: in the near future, Germany will demonstrate a naval wolfpack tactic based on submarines, and submarines are a worthwhile investment.

"It's such a pity today. There are so many things I wanted to talk to you about," Nimitz said with some regret.

There will be an opportunity.

The two held hands, looked at each other, and smiled.

"Sean, Sean, are you done with your work?"

Marilyn Monroe's voice could be heard at the conference room door.

"Excuse me, everyone, I must take my leave."

Sean declined Eisenhower's offer to stay and walked outside.

"Sean, let's go to San Diego and have some fun. After we get back, you have to take me back to the orphanage." Little Marilyn's voice sounded a little sad.

"Okay, let's go play."

"I want to go to the amusement park."

"it is good."

The two left the naval base hand in hand.

O'Connor, the editor-in-chief of the Los Angeles Times, received a call from a reporter.

He stared wide-eyed in surprise and exclaimed, "You mean the War Department's Army invited Sean to serve as an advisor?"

"Yes, editor-in-chief."

"My God, it seems he really is capable and talented; everyone underestimated him."

He refused.

"That's fantastic," O'Connor blurted out.

How dare you speak like that? The reporter thought to himself, "No wonder he's an evil businessman, actually applauding me?"

Sean's appointment as an Army advisor naturally requires no comment.

O'Connor doesn't want to give up such a great critic.

"He pointed out the weaknesses of blitzkrieg on site, as well as strategies to deal with them."

"That's fantastic! The Los Angeles Times will break sales records again tomorrow." O'Connor's emotions suddenly became excited.

How to counter blitzkrieg is something everyone wants to know.

"Send me his full speech, then get the editorial team moving and preparing for tomorrow's front-page headline."

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief."

"Also, you pay Sean ten dollars for the manuscript fee, no, fifty dollars."

"Huh? $50?"

"I'll get reimbursed when I get back."

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief."

At this moment when blitzkrieg has emerged as a dark horse and shocked the world, Sean actually came up with a countermeasure, which was absolutely earth-shattering.

O'Connor feels like he'll be laughing in his sleep tonight.

I made the right bet.

September 10, 1939, the day after the fall of Warsaw.

A pall of gloom hung over Europe.

Many countries are paying close attention to the developments on the Polish battlefield.

Judging from the speed and momentum of the German offensive, it was unstoppable.

Many countries are considering how to resist the virus, and everyone's face is filled with anxiety.

At this time, a commentary in the Los Angeles Times reached Europe.

Blitzkrieg is not invincible.

Signed Sean Wayne.

"Who is Sean Wayne? Does he know what Blitzkrieg is? That's a tactic that Manstein just proposed in Germany."

Poland collapsed in a week. What could an American like Sean know? Some voices questioned this.

"Don't you know Sean Wayne? He's an American hero in Germany."

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

"He was the only American to receive the German Knight's Cross."

The guy who asked the question was completely dumbfounded.

"He predicted Germany's invasion of Poland and that Poland would collapse within a week."

"No way?"

"Indeed, even Guderian held him in high esteem. Schönwein was hailed by Germany as the advocate of the future form of warfare and the pioneer of integrated air-land warfare."

The sentiments expressed around the world are roughly the same.

I am Cao!

The person who asked the question was dumbfounded.

This guy has an unusually large number of titles.

"If that's the case, his method might work."

"Of course it works. It's said that Sean was the first expert to propose the concept of mechanized system warfare."

Sean Wayne, an American, is remembered by the people of Europe.

Military experts and soldiers from all over Europe also remembered this guy.

Did Sean's strategy really work?

Many people are looking forward to it.

After all, theories still need to be proven through practice.

Berlin.

The man with the mustache angrily waved his fist as he looked at today's Los Angeles Times.

Why is this happening? What is he doing?