My Third Empire

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A 4-wheeled armored vehicle crossed a ruin, and stopped slowly on the side of the road. A German officer pushed his upper body out of the turret and saw a group of tired and muted paratroopers sitting on the road. On the side, and opposite these people, a large group of American soldiers were sitting. The slightly different thing was that these Americans were all confiscated.

"Hey, did you go along this road to the 1st Division of the Paratroopers?" The officer of the German Armored Force asked. But he obviously didn't see Borol sitting with his gun and a thick bandage on his hands.

"If you are asking us questions, I never introduced myself to our name" Hey "." A German paratrooper stood up, patted the dust on his butt, walked to the armored vehicle's wheel, and sneered: If we think there is something great about having a broken car, we came by plane. "

His words made the paratroopers behind him laugh loudly. The brutal battle made everyone nervous. Now the battle is over and everyone is relaxed, so the whistle and the sound of applause made the place immediately lively. .

Unconsciously, a high-powered luxury car produced by the German Mercedes-Benz car company arrived here and stopped a short distance away. Said it is a luxury car, but most of the luxury parts on this car are now gone. The corners of the car are full of mud and sand. The vibration of the engine can make some sand fall from the corners. It looks like The funerals of the pharaoh who had just been unearthed were almost the same.

Apparently the mocking of the paratroopers made the young armored scouts annoyed. He stood on his armored car and stared at the group of paratroopers almost the same as the beggars. These people are no different from the evil spirits who crawled out of hell. They are covered in blood and greasy, and they are even more terrible in the eyes of American soldiers. It is rumored that some German paratroopers can tear tanks and tear lambs.

It is no wonder that they were afraid of being beaten by German paratroopers, because in a small city originally known as Dammamhur, there were at least 200 wreckage of scattered tanks scattered among the ruins. The paratroopers under General Studen used their record to prove the fact that the German paratroopers would not be defeated by enemy tanks.

"You just talked to your own chief?" There is really no good excuse for this corporal. The corporal made an essay with his rank. After all, he thinks that there is nothing like a group of soldiers like the deserters. It is estimated that there is nothing. Decent big man: "Salute when you see the chief, don't you see my rank?"

"Forget it, we are here waiting for the troops behind to send water and supplies. After all, we have been tired for so long. The division headed along this road. We do n’t know exactly where we are. There were several places. "Borol came over and pushed away his glaring hands, smiled and pointed to the side of the road, and said.

"Well, since you don't want to say, then I'll ask others." The corporal pouted and prepared to leave here. He thought that these paratroopers were obviously unwilling to tell him the truth, so he decided to go ahead and ask others people.

"You! Come back! Get off!" Suddenly a voice rang from behind him, and then he saw a general standing at the rear of his armored car, and his black smoke from the armored car was making him frown. But he still saw the huge goggles that the entire African legion knew, and the tattered car that was not far from the unearthed artifacts.

"General!" The corporal hurriedly jumped off his armored car and stood beside Rommel, saluting: "Long live the head of state!"

Rommel didn't pay attention to him, but walked to the paratroopers and stood up to salute: "Thank you for coming here to support the African Legion. I am General Elvin Rommel, the commander of the African Legion. I can see him. You are very honored. As a German general, it is really a celebration to be able to fight alongside your heroic soldiers. "

"Long live the heads of state! General, it's great to see you." Borol was saluting. He didn't deliberately tout it. Rommel was already one of the well-known generals in Germany. His deeds in Africa have been triumphant. Propaganda has become an undefeated myth. The name of the desert fox has made the enthusiastic German people extremely popular, and even the American media lamented: "Rommel, **** Rommel, as long as he beats him, at any cost."

"I'm nothing remarkable. Fighting depends more on you soldiers." Rommel said as he pulled the corporal of the armored soldier and came to Borol. Then he pulled the yellow raincoat covered by Borol with the other hand, revealing several medals inside: "Normally you always think that you are the most powerful fighting heroes. Now look at what real fighting heroes look like. Look! "

At this time, the corporal who got off the armored vehicle could see clearly that the person who spoke to him was a battalion commander, or a battalion commander with many medals. Even if he is just a soldier who has not participated in many battles and fought in Africa for only a few months, but the medals that the veterans around him have shown off, he has seen at least the British assault medal. The veterans must have fought in the British native battle.

"Yes, I'm sorry! Sir! I didn't mean to offend you." The sergeant quickly stood up and saluted, and he also had a Tobruk assault medal on his chest. At this time, he straightened his chest. Obviously this medal was also his Proud capital.

"Sir! Have you caught Patton? General, you must catch the bastard!" At this time, the paratroopers had stood up, and they stood in a neat queue, although their clothes were messy, and their bodies were still stained with blood, Although the faces of each of them are full of exhaustion, they are still the most powerful fighters in this era, and they are the fighters that every general will fall for.

"We captured many American and British soldiers a few hours ago, and the number is really too large, and we have no time to count them in detail." Rommel said proudly: "There are about a few dozen acres of officers, and there are almost a few hundred. Acres of soldiers. We left so many captives and started to attack here with all the soldiers we could find. "

His words did not exaggerate. Just an hour ago, the German armored forces were still in a fierce battle with the guards of Patton. The two sides were in a mess in the desert. Patton ’s troops were really messed up, and Rommel ’s army was because of The offense was too urgent, so the same mess was crowded together.

In the chaos, almost everyone made a mistake. A tank fired at the person who was running in front of him. After two rounds of artillery shells, he was caught up with the reinforcements. The troops attacked by the "enemy forces" stopped them. They all thought that The opponent was an enemy army, and until they saw the Iron Cross on the tank, they knew they had made a mistake.

What is even more incredible is that a group of German soldiers found a German armored command vehicle during the chaos, and then they asked which direction they should attack. The other party pointed to the direction of a tank not far away. The person who gave them a loud idea: "Go and ask General Rommel, he is over there!"

Such a chaotic battle lasted for an entire hour. It was only after Rommel took the dozen or so tanks around him to cross the US defense line that this chaotic battle was declared ended, and about 10,000 American soldiers were The Germans were captured or destroyed, dozens of tanks were destroyed by the Germans, and the entire 8th Army's guards were almost completely annihilated.

Then Rommel began to hunt all the way. The 8th Army soldiers who came to meet Barton along the way and some 9th Army soldiers on the flanks were all in fright. They saw the German tanks marching through the sea of ​​people and advancing towards the east, and these do not know how The good soldiers were then overtaken by the Germans who were caught up, and became prisoners on both sides of the road.

If someone remembers the 7th Armored Division that once rushed 100 kilometers a day on the land of France, if someone still remembers the general Elvin Rommel, who was called the devil in the French battle, then it would not be right Today the Germans were shocked by such a desperate attack speed.

Maybe it ’s been too long in the desert, maybe Tobrook ’s fleet surprise attack and the steady and steady attack on the front of Alexandria make people forget the man who moved like a wind, but this time he stabs his most deadly lightning fast. A knife.

A general who only knows how to fight steadily cannot bring surprises to the people. In the end, such generals are undoubtedly put on mediocre hats; and a reckless general who only knows about advances and offensives cannot maintain his momentum of victory. With training, the desert fox has transformed into a semi-finished fox far beyond another time and space. Now Rommel is definitely an opponent enough to scare anyone. At least for now, the whole of Egypt trembles under the track of his chariot.

He waved his hand, smiled at the German paratroopers staring at him in front of him, and said something that made everyone cheer: "Relax. The soldiers of the Empire will not sacrifice in vain. What they owe us, I will use the most Quickly get them back! "

When he finished, he pointed his hand at the desert not far from Dammamhur and said firmly: "I am Rommel. If I fight for the speed of attack, only one person can keep pace with me, but it is a pity that the person is called Guderi. Ann, a German ... not Barton! "