Five Hundred and Seventy-Four Meals

In the end, the name of the head of state's son was finally determined. Akado chose "Caesar" from the dozen or so names selected by Augustus, and everyone was happy. Everyone was very satisfied with the name and supported Akado. Many people who were promoted to the emperor of the Third Reich of Germany also seemed to hear some overtones from this baby's name.

Caesar, first of all, this is a former great man who pinned Akado's ardent expectations on the child. Secondly, the word of this name originally means successor, so everyone has heard the meaning behind the name Akado.

Liu Bei named his son Liu Feng and Liu Chan. The combination of the two names is Feng Chan. Therefore, in many cases, it is embarrassing to say things. In fact, giving the child a name that suits the occasion can express his good wishes, such as If you say you are embarrassed to usurp the throne, you name your child Deng-throne; if you really can’t afford a house, you name your child Million Million...

So our little Caesar, after pinning the ardent hopes of countless people, became the Grand Duke of the Iron Cross who was less than one year old, the successor of the German supreme leader who was accepted by almost everyone.

Just as the top German leaders were preparing for a power struggle around Kaiser Rudolph, a real battle had already begun on the distant battlefield in North Africa. One after another, the dive bombers rushed straight down from the clouds, dropping one after another heavy bombs on the British defenders' positions with a roar.

Huge plumes of smoke rose into the sky, and the tracer shells of the anti-aircraft guns still flew into the sky in bright straight lines during the day. However, with the arrival of the German bombers at the same time, there was also the fire of the Friedrich rockets and the continuous suppression of the Italian army's large-caliber howitzers.

The entire British position was a sea of ​​flames. It seemed that the Germans had no intention of saving any more ammunition for future attacks. They were completely venting their anger, as if they wanted to shoot the shells in their hands in the shortest possible time. light state of mind.

One after another, the shells were pushed into the barrel by the soldiers, and the artillery one after another let out its own roar amidst the shouts of the artillerymen. One after another, the warheads were squeezed out of the gun barrel by the propellant charge, and then pierced the air with a shrill howl until it hit its target.

Immediately afterwards, the sand was lifted up by a huge air wave, and the soldiers curled up their bodies amidst the huge explosion, crying and shouting, until the explosion was far away from them. But it is a pity that the round of shelling has not really gone away from them, and the second round of shelling has already exploded around them.

Just as the British soldiers were enduring the boundless artillery attack, more dive bombers of the Luftwaffe appeared above them. These planes unscrupulously poured their ammunition, and frantically attacked every ground they could see moving target.

Under the cover of superior artillery and air power, the German army began to nibble away bit by bit the defensive positions arranged by the British defenders on the outskirts of Tobruk.

A large number of German troops did not adopt a serious attack method of point breakthroughs, but adopted small-scale plane attacks, cooperated with special forces, air force and artillery, and cleared the outer British defenders' strongholds.

This new style of play has gradually become popular on the Eastern Front, and many special operations teams have played a decisive role in defending against the attacks of Soviet troops. In many cases, the Soviet army suffered heavy losses but did not even touch the main line of defense of the German army. This time, Rommel applied special tactics to the offensive, which also had an eye-catching effect.

From time to time, the arms or legs of British soldiers were rolled up by bombs, and then flew to an open space more than ten meters away with the violent airflow. The British soldiers were crying helplessly, and the injured begged the medical soldiers for help over and over again. In order to deepen the pain of these British defenders, the German army even used napalm bombs, and the raging fire burned mercilessly. Looking at this fortress that is already full of yellow sand.

The whole of Tobruk is now a hell on earth. Every bunker and trench that had been detected by the Italian army in advance was taken care of by artillery shells. The British defenders inside suffered heavy losses, and even some areas reinforced by concrete were damaged. It was destroyed by shells, and none of the people inside survived.

Montgomery, of course, would not be in Tobruk; he was in Cairo at a reception for local dignitaries when the German offensive began. Many British people were unhappy about the fall of the mainland, and most businessmen could only stay in Egypt because of the heavy losses.

If someone told these businessmen half a year ago that the German navy would defeat the British navy, it would probably make everyone laugh out loud. But now no one will laugh, because the Royal Navy has indeed been beaten all over the place by the German High Seas Fleet, and even the homeland has been lost to an opponent who was once extremely weak.

"General Montgomery, we have already lost the mainland to the Germans, so Egypt, at least here is safe, right?" A businessman in a white suit held a wine glass and asked Montgomery who was meditating, and Montgomery was actually resting with the troops beside him Patton discusses the situation in North Africa.

"Of course, sir, at least it's still very safe here. It's impossible for the German fleet to appear in the nearby waters. As long as we are here, they can't be stupid enough to want to pass through the Suez Canal, right?" Montgomery raised his glass, and he I came here to appease these British businessmen. Now the British royal family in Iceland can only rely on these British businessmen scattered all over the world. The supplies in their hands are slowly converging to some British-controlled areas. This is the future The cost of counterattack.

After sending away the local British businessmen in Egypt who came to take reassurance, and the representatives or leaders of several businessmen, the better the distribution of benefits after stabilizing the situation, Montgomery rubbed his temples and walked back to Patton's side.

Patton didn't seem to be very interested in this reception. He took a puff of his cigar, smoked a bit, and then sneered: "It seems that my situation is better. At least as a general, I don't have to fight with all the people in these heads. Dealing with deceitful merchants."

"Tobruk is already at war. I got the news on the way here. That guy Rommel seems to have received a large amount of arms support. His current family background is much richer than mine." Montgomery sighed, and he didn't He is good at discussing the situation with businessmen, and he is more willing to analyze the battlefield situation around Tobruk with Barton.

Barton played with the cigar helplessly, and then said aggrievedly: "I have long suggested strengthening the guards in Malta, but you just can't spare 10,000 people to strengthen the guards there. Now that Malta is lost, The Mediterranean is almost Italian, and their supplies will of course increase."

Montgomery was even more aggrieved, and he sighed again: "Oh...you think I don't want to strengthen Malta's defenders? At that time, we couldn't even draw out a regiment. Even now, I'm thinking about whether I have a chance to Retaking Malta, but now it seems that this hope is not great."

"Let's talk about Tobruk... After all, Malta has been lost, and it's not realistic to get it back." Barton also felt that losing Malta had nothing to do with Montgomery. At that time, the British side was in chaos and the mainland was lost. Who would Care for an island?

"The German army attacked on three sides, without the slightest intention of retaining strength. Now the outer positions have been reduced to ruins. Rommel's tank troops have not yet entered the battle on a large scale, but it can be expected that Tobruk will face difficulties in the short term." Montgomery briefly introduced the situation on the battlefield.

Patton also frowned after hearing this. Now his Anglo-American 8th Army has been rested, but even if they start to rush to Tobruk, they will not be able to launch an offensive against the German army before it is destroyed there.

"How long can you keep it?" Finally, Barton asked while holding a cigar.

"Ten days, up to twenty days." Montgomery said frankly: "India's troops are incomparable with Australia's."

"If you hold on for twelve days, I will be able to rush to the battlefield, launch a counterattack in the area east of Tobruk, and drive away Rommel's troops." Patton said to Montgomery as if he had made up his mind.

"Twelve days? Good! I will let the defenders fight to the death and give you thirteen days!" Montgomery was overjoyed, and quickly made his promise to Patton.

"On June 21, we started the Tobruk counterattack and drove Rommel's troops back to Tunis!" Patton said fiercely.

An explosion came from a distance. On the front line of Tobruk, in the deep trenches, Rommel moved his eyes away from the scissors, pointed to the map with a smile, and said to the surrounding officers: "In the morning we Breaking through here and here, cut a circular breach in the British position, and obtained a very good position for the observation post! Now, it is really time for our trump card to come out, and I am personally looking forward to this attack. "

Just off the sea not far away, the main guns of 4 Italian battleships and 1 Vichy French battleship began to turn at the same time. After the cooperation between the British waters and the South Atlantic, the tacit understanding between the two navies has improved to a certain extent.

Following an order, dozens of large-caliber cannons from the navy let out deafening roars at sea. The air waves from the muzzle of the huge artillery blew out circles of ripples on the calm surface of the Mediterranean Sea. And as the whistling sound went away, it was the frightening naval large-caliber shells.

"Boom!" The huge shock shrouded the whole of Tobruk in fear. Only now did the British know that today's dense shelling and bombing were just a small appetizer, and the real luxurious artillery feast is only now. Officially begin.