Chapter 55:
October 10, 1939
Potsdam, a city southwest of Berlin in Northern Germany, a City Center Tavern The rising star Captain duo of the Luftwaffe, Adolf Galland and Werner Mölders, were letting out deep sighs, beer mugs in hand.
Their respected Direct Superior, Major General Wolfram von Richthofen, couldn't hold his liquor but loved a drinking party, and he often had them with the two.
If only that were all.
“Schacht, that bastard! I treated him so well!”
Richthofen was dead drunk, shouting at the top of his lungs.
“Hey, Mölders. Don't you think we should stop him from drinking more?”
“Are you going to be the one to stop him?”
Galland shook his head at Mölders's words, and the two men stared blankly at each other, then raised a toast and took a sip.