The decisive battle against the Third Reich

Qin Chuan's guess was correct. It was Rommel, known as the "Desert Fox", who was sitting on the plane.

Of course, he had not yet earned the nickname "Desert Fox" at this time.

At this time, Rommel was in the back seat of the plane, looking at the terrain below and comparing it with the map in his hand, feeling worried.

Only Rommel himself knew that although the German and Italian troops were chasing the British army eastward, they were actually in a very dangerous situation.

The reason is that the German army is just a show-off...

Rommel only had one light armored division in hand, and even the 150 tanks that the light armored division should have had were not in place. He had less than 60 tanks and more than a hundred vehicles in hand.

Because of this, the head of state actually did not have too many expectations for Rommel. He only hoped that Rommel could hold on to Tripoli and block the British attack so that the Italian army would not be driven out of Libya by the British and lose the Mediterranean.

But Rommel didn't think so. He always liked taking risks, and he boldly planned to defeat the British army that was several times his own with the limited forces in his hands.

This seemed like an impossible task, but Rommel finally decided to do it.

He asked soldiers to make hundreds of very realistic fake tanks out of wood, cardboard and Volkswagen cars, and then drove them in circles through the streets of Tripoli.

Rommel believed that British spies lurking in Tripoli would report this scene to the British command, so they would think that they had enough strength to crush the British army under their feet.

Of course, Rommel did not tell the truth to the Italians, so the Italians cheered excitedly and launched a counterattack with him.

The British were indeed fooled. When the German army launched an attack the next day, the British did not dare to resist at all, because they believed that any resistance would be in vain.

This allowed the German and Italian troops to pursue for ten days and "recover" a large area of ​​lost ground with almost no losses.

But the risks are also increasing day by day.

Because the British had doubts about the strength of the German army, this can be seen from the more tentative counterattacks by the British army in the past two days.

Rommel knew very well what would be waiting for him once the British army discovered his deception.

"General!" The pilot suddenly exclaimed: "There's something going on!"

Rommel followed the pilot's gaze and saw dozens of British tanks and a large number of British soldiers ambushing behind the sand dunes below, but the advancing Germans knew nothing about it.

"Damn it!" Rommel cursed: "Go back immediately and warn them!"

"yes!"

The plane hurriedly circled back amid the sound of enemy machine guns, and then fired several flares in the direction of the Germans.

"Enemy situation!" The message came quickly from the front.

Then comes another command:

"Ready to fight!"

"Ready to fight!"

…

Qin Chuan's heart couldn't help but twitch, and his breathing began to quicken again: He had just finished a battle, and another battle was waiting for him!

Fortunately, his position was still far ahead, and it seemed that it would not be his turn.

But at this moment, Qinchuan heard someone shouting: "The tanks in front need infantry, the third battalion moves forward!"

"go ahead!"

"Follow up!"

…

When the officer gave him the order, Qin Chuan suddenly realized that the unit he was in was the third battalion.

Qin Chuan was about to cry but had no tears. He looked around, hoping that his comrades would protest, but they all followed the troops forward with expressionless faces while preparing.

In desperation, Qin Chuan could only take off the rifle from his shoulder and take out the bullets from the ammunition bag... Only then did Qin Chuan realize that he was not even sure whether he would shoot.

"Relax!" The baker seemed to feel something strange about Qin Chuan. He comforted Qin Chuan with a relaxed expression: "We will win soon. The enemy is best at escaping!"

The German soldiers couldn't help laughing.

But Qin Chuan couldn't laugh, and his already dry throat felt like it was about to spit out fire, making it difficult to swallow saliva.

After a while, the people from the third battalion lined up and walked to the front of the army, where twenty tanks were waiting in a row. The engines rumbled and the exhaust fumes with the smell of heat and gasoline made Qinchuan I felt nauseous, and my stomach was churning and I couldn't help but want to vomit.

Qin Chuan wanted to turn around and run away, but he held back in the end because he knew that if he did so, the "baker" who was so pleasant just now would shoot him from behind without hesitation... This is not joke.

"Get ready!" With the order, the German soldiers loaded their bullets and divided into groups to follow the tanks.

An officer with the rank of major stood majestically on the tank. He put down the telescope in his hand, glanced at the German soldiers behind him, and then waved his hand silently...

The tank drove up with a "rumble".

At first, the tanks were not very fast and the soldiers could keep up on foot.

But as a shell exploded nearby, the tank's speed became faster and faster, and the soldiers behind had to jog all the way to keep up.

Qin Chuan's feet felt like they were filled with lead, and he had negative thoughts subjectively, so he undoubtedly fell behind the team.

How Qin Chuan hoped that these German soldiers could just "forget" him, but this idea was obviously a wishful thinking, because the "baker" looked back from time to time, and when he saw the lagging Qin Chuan, there was a sharp killing intent in his eyes. ...This forced Qin Chuan to speed up his pace.

"Woo..."

Following a piercing scream, several more shells fell into the team.

One of the shells accurately hit a tank. The tank stopped immediately, emitted black smoke, and soon caught fire. The tank crew inside hurriedly tried to climb out, but the flames had already reached them. .

So the battlefield was soon filled with pitiful screams. The tank crews who jumped out were jumping around with flames outside. Those who had not climbed out stretched out their hands and waved around, as if hoping to catch something, and as if they were trying to catch something. Ask others for help.

But no one went up to rescue him. The German soldiers continued to move around the tank and several soldiers who were on fire, as if they saw nothing and nothing happened.

"What should we do!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but said.

"Keep going!" the baker ordered impatiently: "Leave them to the medical soldiers!"

Medic? !

Qin Chuan could not imagine that by the time the medical soldiers arrived, those tank crews would have been burned to charcoal!

But what Qin Chuan didn't know was that this was war.

War is about unleashing the greatest combat power in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, it is not their job to save people, they are only responsible for killing!