Imperial Overlord

"Commander, the news from the attacking fleet... the effect of the attack... was unexpectedly good." Inside the bridge of the USS Radiance, an officer walked behind Cunningham and reported the results of the attack.

"We only used one wave of attacks to destroy the oil storage area in the port, and also hit the ammunition area... The entire port was covered by explosions, and I heard that several warehouses were lifted into the air." The officer told excitedly, and the excited language was a little trembling.

Cunningham clenched his fists, and finally, at the end of defeat, he led his naval fleet and took back their own dignity.

"According to the predetermined plan, adjust the course, send a message to the attacking aircraft group, and tell them that we will meet in the plan b area." Victory did not overwhelm Cunningham's mind, and he immediately issued a new combat order.

The two aircraft carriers of the Mediterranean Fleet began to turn, and the peripheral reconnaissance troops also turned. The entire fleet was in a very safe position, aiming its bow at the assembly area of ​​"Plan B".

"Speed ​​of 19 knots! Keep the current route and leave the war zone." Cunningham drew on the chart, found where he was going, and ordered the entire fleet to increase its speed.

"The speed is 19 knots, keep the course!" The sailor in front of the steering wheel repeated his commander's order loudly, with firmness and confidence in his tone.

The same command was repeated, and the sailor's voice was not the same as before. They have longed for victory for so long that they have forgotten what kind of state of mind they should be.

The Royal Navy Fleet of the British Empire is the largest Royal Navy fleet in the world! The invincible naval fleet! They don't have to doubt their own strength at this moment, whether they are sailors or officers and soldiers, they only remember this important matter!

Afraid of being followed, the bomb was dropped, and the British attack fleet, which had 17 Swordfish remaining, hurriedly dropped the bomb and left Benghazi.

When the fighter jets of the Italian Air Force arrived over Benghazi, they found that they could not find the Benghazi port under their feet.

A huge thick smoke enveloped the entire Benghazi, and now looking from the sky, there is no ground reference to be found at all.

The Italian fighter jets flew all the way to the sea, only to see two ships floating on the nearby sea. The people standing above looked at the sky in horror, as if they were afraid that the Italian fighter jets were not flying overhead.

"It's the flag of Italy on the boat... This is not a battleship, it's a freighter of our own people!" Inside the fighter plane, the commander's voice came from the radio. They didn't find the enemy's shadow, and could only wander in the sky. Wandering aimlessly.

On the ground, huge explosions continued one after another. Some gasoline barrels that had not been ignited, roasted in the fire, quickly exploded, and then ignited the surrounding combustibles, allowing the flames to spread to more places.

Because there were so many burning things, there was a suffocating stench in the air, and the Italian soldiers who were still alive were just running around with their heads in their arms, not in the mood to care where the fire was burning behind them.

The unfortunate thing was the duty room of the port. The soldiers inside finally climbed to the door. When they opened the door, they found that the road had been blocked by fire.

Hundreds of Italian soldiers stationed in the port were suffocated to death in their barracks. They were on vacation today and were resting and watching movies in the barracks.

"Boom!" Half an hour after the British plane left, the sound of explosions could still be heard in the port. The gathered Italian soldiers began to find a way to put out the fire, but they really had no means to prevent such a disaster. Watching everything turn to ashes.

The half-built pier was broken on the sea by the fire, and the originally built pier also collapsed and damaged. Because the temperature is too high, the nearby sea water is no longer cold.

Fortunately, the people who were ignited by the fire could not be seen screaming and fleeing, because the huge flames burned them to black coal in an instant, and the remaining people were shocked by the explosion and bleed, and they did not have the ability to jump up and down.

Germany also has an office in Benghazi, which was destroyed in the first round of explosions because it was in the port and next to the wharf.

The roof was blasted into the sky, and the bodies of the dozen or so German officers inside could not be found for a long time.

About 20 tons of shells did not fall on the heads of the British, and completed their mission directly in the warehouses of the Italians. The explosion of these shells made the whole earth tremble, and it also made the fireworks in the entire port even more dazzling.

Countless bullets exploded because they couldn't stand the high temperature, but the sound was drowned out by a louder explosion.

Due to the high temperature, the civil houses in the desert were heated and cracked, the wooden structures inside were ignited, and some blown gasoline barrels fell down, hitting the houses as if a meteorite fell.

"Hello? Hello? Benghazi! This is Benghazi! We were attacked by the British! Yes! I'm not kidding! Exploding everywhere! Hello? Hello?" On the defensive position of the garrison outside the city, an Italian battalion commander Reported on the phone that he was attacked.

On the sea in the distance, an Italian destroyer saw the flames of Benghazi, and was also using its own channel to report what it had seen to the Italian naval command.

"The whole port is exploding, my ship can't get close, and I don't see any enemy ships... I'm going to search north! Yes, I'm searching north to find the location of the British fleet!" The destroyer captain had just escorted over , so no British attack planes were seen flying away.

In his opinion, after the British attack, they will definitely return north to Said military port. So search north, it is likely to find the British fleet, blocking the main force of the Mediterranean Fleet in trouble.

"Bell! Bell!" The phone rang abruptly in the office of the newly established Italian-Egyptian headquarters in downtown Cairo.

Garibaldi, who had just been promoted to marshal, was arranging his marshal gown in front of the mirror. He turned around frowning, walked over to the desk, and grabbed the phone: "I'm Garibaldi, what's the matter?"

"What did you say? Say it to me again? You bastard!" After only about two seconds of calm, Garibaldi was shocked by what the other party said on the phone.

The veins in his hand gripped the phone, and he almost dropped the receiver of the phone: "What does it mean that Benghazi is over? What does it mean that the rescue of the port explosion is ineffective?"

When Rommel got the news, he was writing a report to the Führer, and the content of the report was very simple. He occupied Tanta and was preparing to attack Zifta and Mansoura.

After Mansoura was defeated, the German army was only as far away from the Suez Canal as the artillery range. As long as he works hard to win Port Said and cut off the Suez Canal, it will only take two days.

However, when he heard that Benghazi was attacked by the British navy and lost more than 300 tons of materials, and the entire port was scrapped, the pen for writing the report suddenly fell on the report paper, and the pen splashed out and stained a piece of it. stationery.

"Have you found the British fleet?" When Rommel heard the news, Benghazi had been attacked for an hour. He frowned and asked the Italian officer who came to report.

He didn't have the heart to blame anyone, but what he wanted to know was whether the Italian fleet drove the British Navy's Mediterranean fleet away.

Because Rommel thought of it for the first time, it was not far from Benghazi, the German port of Sirte, also located in Sirte Bay (Sidra Bay).

After all, that is where the Germans belong, and it is also a huge port under construction in Libya. If there is an attack there, it will have a negative impact on the entire construction of Libya.

"Our navy submarine and destroyer detachment is searching north for the main British navy, and the main fleet, which is due east of Malta, is also intercepting the southeast coastline." The Italian officer replied.

This time, the Italian navy was really angry. The port of Benghazi was attacked, and Mussolini turned the table. If the British Mediterranean Fleet could not be blocked and a decent victory was achieved, the life of the entire Italian navy would not be easy.

"This Cunningham... is really a powerful character..." Rommel picked up the pen that had fallen on the letter paper, put it on the cap, and rubbed the bridge of his nose~www.wuxiaspot.com~ at a disadvantage Under such circumstances, he tried his best to pull out his teeth, and when he was about to be driven out of the Mediterranean, he took the initiative to attack the port of Benghazi, which was really unexpected.

As an opponent, Rommel would like to praise the commander of the British naval fleet because he saw his own shadow from the opponent.

"Someone!" After rubbing the bridge of his nose twice, Rommel suddenly realized something, and hurriedly shouted to the adjutant outside.

"Call Sirte! Quick! Let them prepare for air defense! If it is too late to evacuate, throw the flammable and explosive materials into the sea! Quick!" He watched the adjutant run out, ignoring the Italian beside him Liaison Officer, stood up and grabbed the phone in front of him: "Help me connect with the Air Force Liaison Officer...Quick!"

When the phone got through, Rommel didn't say who he was, but immediately rushed to order: "Take off fighter jets immediately and provide air support for Sirte! The British may have to attack there, stop them! Immediately Action! Immediately!"

It seemed that Rommel's voice had been heard on the phone, and he immediately replied: "As ordered, Your Excellency, we will immediately take off our fighter jets and head to the Sirte area!"