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... of His Majesty the Emperor, we still can't get enough funds." Dean Birkenhagen also sighed.

"His Royal Highness, thank you for your help to the navy. I have to say that having one more battleship will make our navy stronger. Maybe we will have a chance to defeat the British." Tirpi Marshal Earl Z said. Although, this chance is very slim. But as the generals of the German Imperial Navy, they still have to face the difficulties and strive for victory in future wars.

"Your Excellenc ...

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