The decisive battle against the Third Reich

"I can't believe it!" Werner carefully leaned out of the trench and looked at the "Matilda" tanks on the opposite side that were blown up by the British army. "They are really blowing up their own tanks," he said. …”

"We successfully deceived them!" Alfredo couldn't help cheering: "I said we can do it..."

"Shut your mouth!" Bazel shouted to Alfredo in a low voice: "Do you want the British to hear you?"

"Yes, sir!" Alfredo quickly shut his mouth and hid in the trench, but he still couldn't hide his joy. He clenched his fists and shouted excitedly in the trench: "God, I can't believe it, we really succeeded. , we are saved..."

Qin Chuan guessed one thing correctly. The British drained the tanks of gasoline and then blew them up, so the tanks did not catch fire. At most, they emitted some black smoke... The British were not worried that these tanks would be captured and used by the Germans. , trying to repair a damaged tank before putting it into the battlefield is probably more difficult than producing a new one, so these tank wrecks can at best be used as scrap metal.

Then the British organized their luggage, that is, discarding all unnecessary things, such as the wine carried by the officers, unnecessary clothing, and too many cans of corned beef... The most lacking thing in the desert is always water and fuel. People can survive for a week without food, but only three days without water, and this time may be even shorter in the desert. Fuel is what makes a car run, and both are indispensable.

The other thing is unnecessary ammunition, such as tank gun shells... The tanks have been blown up, so of course the tank gun shells are useless.

This saves a lot of space, and then the soldiers can be loaded into the car... But even so, the car is still not enough, so the top and outside of the car are full of people, and some people have to sit in the car and be dragged On top of the cannon, the soldiers who had not been able to get into the car anxiously walked along the roadside and looked at the passing vehicles, hoping that a few more people could be squeezed into the car. Looking at their anxious eyes, even if it was just a rope. It's okay to tie them up and drag them around.

After working for more than half an hour, the British army left like a gust of wind, leaving behind only the wreckage of tanks that were once majestic and now dejected, and garbage abandoned by British soldiers on the ground. A gust of wind blew, and several tanks were left behind. A piece of clothing that was very incongruous with the desert flew into the wind and flew into the sky like a kite and flew away with the wind.

Only then did the German soldiers burst into cheers, and the soldiers shouted victory.

Qin Chuan slumped in the trench as if he was exhausted. The heat coming from the ground made Qin Chuan a little unbearable, but he still enjoyed it motionless... He didn't want to destroy the feeling of this moment, the feeling of safety.

With an extra cigarette in front of him, Qin Chuan looked up and saw that it was Alfredo.

"Thank you!" Qin Chuan said and took the cigarette, and then the two lit it for each other.

"It's me who should say thank you, Sergeant!" Alfredo said, "You saved my life, many times!"

"No need to thank me?" Qin Chuan replied: "I just want to save my life, just like you!"

"I know!" Alfredo nodded: "And they..."

As he spoke, Alfredo turned his attention to the other German soldiers and said thoughtfully: "They are actually no different, they just want to save their lives!"

"You just realized it?" Qin Chuan asked.

"No, I knew it from the beginning!" Alfredo replied: "It's just... I've always been accustomed to using another method to achieve this goal."

"What are the habits of the Italian army?" Qin Chuan smiled. Italy almost wiped out the First Infantry Regiment, and now he feels scared just thinking about it.

"Yes!" Alfredo nodded: "I always think that method is correct. Everyone should consider their own lives, right? This is only natural!"

After a pause, Alfredo continued: "But at that moment, when I saw that the Italian Navy had so many warships and so many troops, and it could clearly defeat the enemy but chose to run away and abandon us, I suddenly understood Yes, although choosing that method is easier and safer, it is basing your own survival on the death of others. This makes me understand something... your method is correct!"

"So..." Qin Chuan looked at Alfredo's pistol and asked, "Is it still out of bullets?"

"No, of course not!" Alfredo laughed and raised his pistol: "I have loaded it with bullets, but it still has no chance to show off its skills!"

"Congratulations!" Qin Chuan said, he felt that Alfredo was indeed different.

"Thank you, Sergeant!" Alfredo said with emotion: "If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the chance or the courage to face all this. This may be a bit disgusting, but you are my role model!"

Qin Chuan smiled. What Alfredo didn't know was that his previous weak performance was actually the real Qin Chuan... Qin Chuan had to turn himself into what everyone saw in order to survive." "Role Model", so Qin Chuan never thought he was that great.

It was only then that Colonel Slain called Rommel.

"We are victorious, General!" said Colonel Slaine.

"What?" Rommel asked, "Victory?"

"Yes!" replied Colonel Slane: "The British have retreated!"

"But... how is it possible?" Rommel asked.

Colonel Slain had not reported to Rommel for the sake of keeping the plan secret, so Rommel knew nothing. He was still worried about the Italian reinforcements' reluctance to return to the port, thinking that Tobruk would be doomed if things continued like this.

Even just now, when Rommel picked up the phone and heard Colonel Slain's voice, he thought Colonel Slain was giving him a final report, but he didn't expect to hear the news of victory, which surprised Rommel as if he had won a jackpot.

"General!" Colonel Slain replied, "Just like you did in Tripoli, we pretend that the reinforcements have entered the port, and then the British will retreat..."

"Good idea!" Rommel shouted excitedly, "Great, Colonel! You did a great job, keep holding on to Tobruk, we will rush to join you soon!"

Almost at the same time, on the road to Egypt, Lieutenant General Greenhill, who was sitting in an armored vehicle and swaying forward, received a piece of intelligence from the eavesdropping department. After taking a look at the intelligence, Lieutenant General Greenhill's face changed drastically and he opened his mouth for a long time.

"What's wrong? Lieutenant General!" asked the staff officer.

"No, nothing!" Lieutenant General Greenhill was stunned for a moment, then crumpled up the information in his hand and threw it into the wastebasket.

"It's just information about the location of the Germans!" Lieutenant General Greenhill said.