October 1936
Great news everyone!
Hitler paced the waiting room as the negociations took place in the next room, finally Von Ribbentrop opened the doors and walked in.
"Mein Fuhrer..."
"Ja...Ja?!"
"Poland has agreed to join our military alliance."
Von Ribbentrop raised an eyebrow as Hitler did a strange victory dance around the room.
"Mein Fuhrer...there is one problem."
"Ja?"
"I cannot spell their diplomats name..."
"Aw schiesse..."
Meanwhile in the FlugZerg Ministry
Reichsmarshall Koller had not gotten much sleep lately, it was possibly the constant phone calls from Adolf Galland asking for Spitfires, something he'd read about in an air magazine.
A memo reached his desk, he picked it up and read it.
"Our strategists have discovered the secrets of Direct Ground Support Doctrine? This is good...now I just need the aircraft to use it..."
He reached for the telephone.
"Hello...Heinkel? Ja...the Stuka...ja, erm...to take away please...with the siren and hold the flamethrowers...a few months?...danke!"
He frowned...a Heinkel Stuka...something didn't sound right with that...