General Ganmelin threw down the telegram and walked up to Shire, his tone harsh: "No matter what you plan on doing, General, you should stop!"
Shire moved the newspaper away slightly, glanced coldly at Ganmelin: "It seems you've forgotten your place, General, and also forgotten whom you are speaking to."
Ganmelin was startled, then realized he had grown accustomed to holding command, and had forgotten that Shire was the army group commander.
But Ganmelin still refused to back down.
The command authority was in his hands, he was much older than Shire, and also the smartest general in France; here, he called the shots.
"You know what I'm talking about, General." Ganmelin naturally placed himself on the high ground, excitedly said: "Our opponent is the Germans, it shouldn't be our own people. What you are doing is extremely irresponsible, it's a nightmare for the army!"
