WWII military commentator? Even a dog could be one.

25. Sean is back. Can he create another miracle?

The other reporter was stunned, because when he had just refuted the theory, he had also cited Sean's integrated warfare theory, and the person he was arguing with was the creator of the theory.

Sean Wayne.

"Damn, this can't be real, can it? Is he really Sean Wayne? I mentioned the integrated warfare theory to him."

"Yes, didn't you hear the girl next to him ask him why he didn't go to the editor-in-chief?" The reporter wearing the hat excitedly picked up his manuscript and rushed into the elevator.

He pulled the iron gate, and it made a loud bang. The gate vibrated continuously, indicating that he was exerting a lot of force. He was very excited.

Someone agrees with you.

He felt happy, a feeling Sean had also experienced.

Thanks to Sean's sudden emergence, the Los Angeles Times almost became the leader in the newspaper industry in the last quarter of last year, but a month after Sean's appearance, he disappeared without a trace.

O'Connor's heart was bleeding; his dream of becoming the largest magazine in the United States had come to naught.

The past few months have finally brought some big news: Germany is making moves in Northern Europe, but the Los Angeles Times doesn't have the advantage of making a splash right now.

dong dong dong.

There was a rapid knocking at the door.

"Come in," O'Connor shouted irritably, his voice tinged with weariness and frustration. He always seemed to be in a bad mood whenever there was big news.

This high-society white-collar worker had dark circles under his eyes and was holding a cup full of coffee.

"Editor-in-chief, my article has been recognized!" the reporter wearing a hat shouted excitedly.

"Hmm." O'Connor wasn't interested.

"Germany will attack Northern Europe."

"Really? What makes you so confident?" O'Connor raised his coffee cup and took a sip, feeling dejected. Ever since Sean's success, there have always been younger generations trying to make a name for themselves.

They often make some bizarre remarks.

He felt like he was the next Sean Wayne.

Having topics to discuss is a good thing, but making up stories will only make the Los Angeles Times a laughing stock.

"Sean."

"Well, so what?"

"Sean Wayne".

"Who did you say?" O'Connor heard a long-unheard name, slammed his coffee cup on the table, and stood up abruptly, staring intently at the young man in front of him.

"Sean Wayne, the American hero of that empire."

Well, it's that brat. Nobody knows Sean, but he's the only American hero in the Empire.

Where is that guy?

He's gone.

O'Connor felt a deep sense of disappointment.

But then his eyes lit up. Sean had been to the Los Angeles Times? What does that mean?

Did he finally lose control?

"Hahahaha!" O'Connor burst into maniacal laughter.

God still looks after me.

"What does he agree with about you?"

"He agreed that Germany would attack Norway, would win, and even very quickly."

Did they win by being fast?

It's important to understand that an attack on Northern Europe required naval warfare as a prerequisite.

As the Royal Navy, which possesses the world's most powerful navy, they guard the shipping lanes in the Arctic Circle.

Given Poland's experience, O'Connor believes many would agree that Germany would quickly defeat countries like Belgium.

But Norway is an island nation.

If you want to land with a large army, you first have to get past the British Royal Navy, which is no easy task.

Germany's powerful army could not cross the river in a bathtub.

It could result in heavy casualties.

"Are you sure it's Sean Wayne?"

"Yes."

The reporter nodded vigorously.

"Send it out, send your article out. Remember to mention Sean's name."

"Why? He agrees with me, but I don't want to take advantage of him."

"What else did he say?"

He said that while everyone was focused on naval battles and port battles, they overlooked one place: the capital, Oslo, which could be used as a surprise force if airborne.

He added that modern tactics include an airborne assault and another, which he calls a decapitation strike.

Decapitation?

Good guy.

O'Connor stood up and looked at the world map; Oslo was the capital of Norway.

Damn it, they're airdropping in to behead him.

"As expected of Sean Wayne! Haha, publish your article, and remember my words."

The reporter hesitated.

"I said, Sean Wayne's name must appear in this article. Get out."

"Yes, editor-in-chief."

O'Connor smiled sinisterly.

His familiar assistant shook his head. "The wicked businessman is creating controversy again, and then using Sean Wayne's tactics to make a name for himself."

O'Connor winked at his assistant. "I think Germany will most likely send in a parachute landing."

Sean is a very special guy; he could even predict Poland's surrender on October 6th. Could he be wrong?

O'Connor didn't believe it.

That guy is a wizard.

Back home, Sean picked up Sun Tzu's Art of War and began to study it.

The United States was already conducting research at this time; the wisdom of our ancestors is boundless.

Sean looked at the English version of the Art of War and almost laughed.

Because the translation was very interesting.

"Sean." Jason pushed open Sean's door and walked into the living room, where he found Sean reading a book.

"What are you looking at? I heard there's a high chance of another war." As an American businessman, war is terrifying, war is a topic of conversation, but war is also a source of wealth.

Although when it comes to war, they always shout, "Oh God!"

But this statement might mean, "Oh God, another business opportunity has arisen."

Thank God for the wealth He has given me.

"Yes."

Upon hearing Sean's affirmative answer, Jason was excited. Although he did not do trade in Northern Europe, it did not prevent him from talking eloquently. As a businessman, one must have some experience and topics to discuss, right?

"Those are Britain and France."

Jason sat down opposite Sean out of curiosity, looking at the book in the other's hand: military strategy.

My God, you're like a god, do you really need to read military books?

"So what? Are Britain and France reasons for not losing?"

Jason doesn't have the courage to argue with Sean right now.

Sean Wayne?

That was a prophet.

Watching Sean put down Sun Tzu's Art of War and pick up a European newspaper, paying attention to the military developments of various countries.

Jason knew that there was no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and Sean Wayne was also working hard.

"God, what are you striving to do? To become an all-knowing and all-powerful God?"

Do you think Germany will still win?

"Yes, but I'm curious whether they'll launch a surprise attack, or how much they can achieve."

Honey, who was in the kitchen, pricked up her ears and listened carefully to every word Sean said.

Like the most precious information.

How long will it take for Germany to win?

"At the slowest, it will take two months; in Denmark, it will only take one day."

Good heavens. Jason was stunned, and once again uttered something astonishing.

Honey clenched her fists excitedly. Two months? One day? Really?

She had a strange confidence in this enigmatic man.

Perhaps, perhaps he is the one who can create miracles, or perhaps he is a prophet.

Based on previous intelligence and the analysis of the Supreme Command, they will defeat Poland.

But Sean was more certain than they were that a collapse would occur within a week.

How did you do that?

Can his eyes see through everything?

Honey thought that the intelligence department should rely on Sean's analysis instead.

Kinzel, the foreign officer in charge of the Eastern Front, was an idiot.

He actually bought several tourist maps of a major northern country to use as military maps to complete his assignment.

Is there a dumber teammate than him?

Honey turned around and called out, "We're out of cream, I'll go get some."

She rushed back to her apartment and turned on the radio.

Soon, Goring received a reply from Hani.

[Sean predicts that Norway will be defeated in at least two months, while Denmark will only need one day.]

What?

Göring's eyes widened. So fast? Two months? Was his analysis that accurate? How did he know we were about to fight? Well, he's a military expert.

One's own air force must achieve results, and these results must be key results.

Send me Sean's comment verbatim.