Five Hundred and Eighty One Get Ready

After receiving the report, Akado looked silently. To be honest, the tactics used by Rommel this time can be regarded as a practice, practicing how to break through the enemy's strong fortifications with superior firepower. Rommel made full use of all the firepower he could find in his hands, and in order to cooperate with these firepower, he drew up a very matching tactic.

Rommel is a general who attaches great importance to the use of firepower. Don't think that he is just a young man who dares to fight. His quick breakthroughs and roundabouts are bold attacks based on suppressing firepower, not Use soldiers to attack the opponent's defenses. He once said a famous saying: No matter how small the caliber of the weapon, and no matter how few weapons are, they must be used to support the infantry attack. This sentence reflects his personal point of view, and also proves his attack habits from one aspect.

Now, the caliber of artillery in Rommel's hand can be said to be the largest in the world. The large-caliber cannons of the Italian Navy and the French Navy are within his mobilization range. Now he has far more artillery than his opponents. On the sea, there are battleships and cruisers with more than 200 artillery pieces, not counting the bombers of the air forces of North Africa, Germany and Italy, and Rommel's tanks with more than 1,000 vehicles.

With such fire support, Rommel is no longer a cunning desert silver fox, but transformed into a ferocious desert tiger. The so-called agility and cunning is nothing but a helpless move under the pressure of material shortage and logistics tension. Compared with four or two, Rommel is actually better at breaking through thousands of catties.

There is an old saying in China, "A good fighter has no great achievements." It means that the generals who are really good at fighting do not have outstanding military achievements. why? Because people who are good at fighting are often well-prepared in the early stage, forcing their opponents to give up provocations, and once the war starts, these generals can often create an advantage for their side to fight more and less, so their combat exploits seem very ordinary and are not worth it. place to boast about.

This time Rommel did not have gorgeous detours and weird interludes, nor did he madly storm the British defensive positions. His attacks were simple and short, one after another, like a huge hammer, hitting the already fragile defense line of the British defenders. He didn't plan to show off his commanding skills, but played the classic battle of World War I on the premise of reducing casualties and preserving strength.

This battle report from North Africa is very detailed, including Rommel's combat deployment in Africa, as well as the ammunition and fuel remaining of the troops. Because the password had just been changed, these core secrets were also passed to the wolf's lair immediately.

Reports show that Italian and French naval bombardments became more precise as Rommel's forces wedged into Tobruk's core defenses bit by bit. The defense of the British became more and more difficult. On the contrary, the loss of troops in Rommel's hands was not as unacceptable as previously imagined.

Akado put down the telegram and report in his hand, raised the corner of his mouth and hummed a country tune in the Ruhr Industrial Zone softly. His fingers tapped lightly on the report, beating the beat to his own tune.

At this moment, he was in a very good mood. From this report from afar, he could see the growth of Rommel and the maturity of an independent general.

Rommel is a little more calm than when he just went to Africa, which is definitely a good thing for Akado. With Rommel in Africa, he can safely compete with Stalin on the Eastern Front to see who will win the world, and see if the world is really destined to be dominated by the United States.

Thinking of this, Akado stopped, stood up, walked to the window, looked at the small courtyard outside the window, and felt the cool breeze brought to him by the Polish forest. He could hear the cry of the lark, and that voice was carefree, making Akado seem to forget all his troubles. He stood by the window and listened quietly, not even noticing that Anna walked in.

"Honey, what are you thinking?" Anna put down the documents in her hand and the coffee she brought for Akado, and called her lover softly. She originally wanted to stay with Mercedes. After all, it was not very good to leave Berlin with Akado at this time, leaving behind a Mercedes who had just given birth.

But Mercedes was very generous and asked Anna to follow Akado to the Eastern Front to protect the safety of the head of state. But everyone knew in their hearts that this was just a superficial rhetoric, and everyone knew what it was really about.

"I'm thinking about the battle in North Africa. I don't know how it's going. After all, it's already the sixth day. The intelligence shows that Patton and his 8th Army in Egypt have disappeared. Obviously Montgomery and Patton's troops are on the way. Assemble to Tobruk, I am worried about whether Rommel can capture Tobruk first." Akado looked out the window and replied directly without looking back.

Anna walked behind Akado, stretched out a pair of jade hands, pressed Akado's shoulders, and kneaded gently. The strength in her hands is much stronger than that of ordinary women, so Accardo felt sore: "What are you worried about? General Rommel has hundreds of thousands of troops in his hands, and he is afraid that he will not be able to win against tens of thousands of Indians." ?”

"Anna, before you get the news of victory, no matter how obvious your advantage is, you may suffer defeat." Accardo said while enjoying the beauty's massage: "Send a telegram to Rommel in a while, it seems that Patton wants to You fought us in Tobruk, so Rommel should be ready!"

Rommel also wanted to capture Tobruk as soon as possible. When Akado sent the message, the battle here in North Africa had been going on for 6 days. During the 6 days, Rommel only advanced one or two kilometers each time, and then stopped. With steady footsteps, he carefully used the armored troops in his hands and put them into the infantry bit by bit. And the whole of Tobruk has been devastated by the artillery of the Italian Navy, and even some core facilities have been completely changed.

"General! With all due respect, if we continue to fight like this, even if we capture Tobruk, it will be useless here." General Garibaldi, the commander of the Italian 1st Army, stood beside Rommel, frowning. Troop losses were indeed negligible, but Rommel's bombardment seemed intended to destroy all of Tobruk rather than open a breach.

Seeing that Rommel had no intention of opening his mouth, he pointed to the not-so-detailed topographic map and the various fortifications built in Italy and continued: "Tobruk has 4 desalination systems, which can provide a large amount of water. Fresh water. And there is a simple maintenance factory here, which can repair tanks... General, blowing up all of them is not good for us who are about to occupy this place."

"I didn't bomb the core area, what are you afraid of?" Rommel put down the telescope in his hand, patted the sand on his knees, and said to Garibaldi: "Don't worry, I am also very interested in the things on the facade, so It won't be easily destroyed."

After finishing speaking, he smiled and waved to his chief of staff. When the staff officer came over, a 150mm howitzer position not far away was ordered to fire. The deafening noise turned the conversations of several people into shouts, but Rommel still didn't mean to wait: "You, send a telegram to the commander of the 17th Division! Let his troops take the Italian 1st Army's 1st Army The 1st Division is slowed down, and the Italian 1st Division is resting on the spot! Stand by!"

"Yes! Sir!" The staff officer stood at attention and saluted, and hurriedly ran to the armored command vehicle on the other side.

"General, my troops can continue to fight. If necessary, we can even attack 2 kilometers forward to cover your armored forces rushing into the core defensive position of Tobruk." Garibaldi obviously did not want to be in the ruins Not wasting any more time, he hurriedly urged Rommel to speed up the attack, so as to capture this very important fortress on the map in the next few days.

Rommel waved his hand and chuckled with his signature expression. As he walked towards his convertible car, he said to General Garibaldi who was following him: "Dear General Garibaldi, it is our established tactic to take turns and ensure the rest of every unit. This cannot be changed."

He stepped into the car with one foot and turned around: "I need to get a fully integrated North African Army after this battle is over. Since the Italian troops are not ready for battle, I will personally train and let you The people under him learned how to fight, at least how to fight with the army of the Third Reich. This is very important for the battles we will experience in the future."

"So I asked for a few more hours!" Garibaldi frowned and replied.

"No, General! Your troops need to rest!" Rommel boarded the car, and the two wheeled armored vehicles responsible for protecting him started up. For a while, the gravel was flying, and it seemed that the surrounding area was full of dust.

"General Rommel! Intelligence shows that Patton's troops are advancing here quickly. I'm sorry! If we continue to fight like this, it is very likely that we will not be able to take Tobruk, and we will be driven out of this area by Patton's support troops." Garibaldi Attempt to finally persuade Rommel to speed up the attack.

"Who said we were going to capture Tobruk?" Rommel put one hand in his pocket and touched the telegram from the Supreme Command in his pocket. The telegram was the highest instruction from the head of state. Er is very excited.

The telegram read: "Order your department to besiege the city and fight for aid. After severely injuring the US and British coalition forces, give up Tobruk. Prepare for the next stage of operations."