"We're going to get to Suez by three o'clock in the afternoon." In the compartment of the von FZ247 heavy six-wheeled off-road armored vehicle, he looked at a large-scale military map issued by the British Army Mapping Office.

"At the current rate, it's still too late." Lieutenant Wagner, the adjutant who was sitting in the seat opposite the battalion commander, said.

"After arriving in Suez, the whole battalion will be replenished with some fuel, and the next supply station will be two hundred kilometers away." Major Wycomb said, pointing to the northern end of the Gulf of Aqaba on the map.

"The British claim that they will prepare the fuel and food we need in Aqaba City, hopefully not another pile of canned corned beef." The adjutant joked.

The Germans had captured large quantities of British supplies on the French front, and the 3rd Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion had captured canned British corned beef three times a day for a week. The taste of this canned food is actually okay, it is more real than the American Spam, but the taste is a little salty, and you need to drink a lot of water after eating.

"I doubt it, Wagner, don't expect anything good from the British." Major Wycombe replied with a calm face.

"At least they sent us a good guide." Wagner raised an eyebrow.

"You mean that Ensign Hanks? I hope he doesn't take the wrong path, the command is running out of time for us. Wycombe lifted his wrist and looked at his watch.

"Sir, we've got a scout plane." The communications soldier sitting next to Wycombe reported loudly.

"He's on a predetermined band." The communications officer handed the microphone to the major.

"What's its call sign?" Wycombe asked.

"Black Hawk, sir." The signal soldier turned on the switch on the external microphone.

"Black Hawk, I'm a fox." Wycombe called with the microphone.

"Hello Fox, this is Black Hawk." The voice in the microphone is clear and loud.

"Report where you are, Black Hawk." Wycombe asked aloud.

"I'm right behind you, I've seen you, spectacular marching formation, fox." The pilot of the reconnaissance plane replied.

Wycombe poked his head out of the window and looked behind him, and soon spotted a black spot hidden in the blue sky.

"I've seen you too, Black Hawk, and I'm glad to have your support." Wycombe replied loudly.

In this operation, the 3rd Motorcycle Reconnaissance Battalion played the role of the spear tip of the Afrika Korps. The armored reconnaissance units in the German combat sequence were, to put it bluntly, light cavalry on wheels. It was the work done by the German light cavalry units during World War I.

They often approach enemy defensive positions, look for weak points in enemy lines, and reconnoiter enemy weapons and troop deployments. At the same time, they were not just simple rangers, and when the German front-line troops were in dire need of armored support, these armored vehicles would be temporarily used as light tanks (which was obviously a serious violation of the German armored forces' combat regulations). ), using limited armor protection and vehicle-mounted automatic fire, covered the infantry to break through the enemy's defensive positions.

Sometimes, the mobility of wheeled armored vehicles was used to make high-speed detours to the rear of enemy flanks and rear, to monitor possible reinforcements, and to pursue remnants of the enemy retreating from the defensive line.

The reconnaissance unit has a lot of work, and behind the aura of victory, they take great risks. Because it was often necessary to move out of the larger forces, the reconnaissance units were often left alone to the superior strength of the enemy, giving the enemy the possibility of ambushing and encircling and annihilating them.

Therefore, the equipment and firepower of motorized reconnaissance units are usually stronger than those of conventional motorized units, and they are very similar to paratroopers in some ways, and both are always ready to be besieged.

The Third Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion has three armored reconnaissance companies, one of which is directly under the battalion headquarters. The battalion headquarters is directly under the command of a command squad, a communications platoon, and three armored reconnaissance platoons composed of six wheeled light armored vehicles.

The remaining two search companies are similar in size to those of the direct company, but have one more than the direct company, a heavy armored platoon of six eight-wheeled heavy armored vehicles, and each of the search companies is equipped with a heavy combat supply platoon and a vehicle maintenance squad.

In total, the battalion was equipped with seventy-six wheeled armored vehicles of various types, as well as twenty-seven military transport trucks and thirty two- and three-wheeled motorcycles. Because it was marching in the area under its own control, the 3rd Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion did not form a battle formation, but only marched along the road in a regular marching column, and the mighty convoy stretched for one kilometer, and it was indeed a spectacular picture when viewed from the air.

In order to ensure the safety of the third battalion, the headquarters specially dispatched a Fi156 White Stork reconnaissance plane to provide reconnaissance and early warning for the third battalion in the air.

When it found its own support, the White Stork lowered the nose of the plane and lowered the altitude, just a dozen meters above the ground, the light reconnaissance plane shook its wings and made a magnificent pass over the head of the convoy, and the pilot's superb skills were exchanged for cheers and applause from the German soldiers on the armored car.

"I'm going to scout within ten kilometers of the convoy and report to you as soon as possible, fox." The pilot's call came over the microphone.

"Fox understands, good luck, Black Hawk." After the call, Wycombe handed the microphone to the communications officer.

"What a showy guy." The major shook his head and said to his adjutant.

"Looking at the livery of the aircraft, it should be directly under the Afrika Korps command." Wagner put down the telescope in his hand.

The White Stork's fuselage was painted in sand yellow and light brown camouflage, which is the standard livery for the Afrika Korps air force. Long before the outbreak of the outbreak in Europe, in order to facilitate joint air-ground operations, the Luftwaffe assigned some light liaison planes and reconnaissance planes to various army units, mainly responsible for front-line reconnaissance, personnel transportation, artillery calibration, and official document transmission, and other tasks, and the pilots still belonged to the establishment of the air force.

Of course, the Afrika Korps is also equipped with some light reconnaissance aircraft, but the pilots are no longer part of the Air Force, but the new Army Air Corps, and the pilots wear Army rank and the Gray Vulture coat of arms of the Army Air Corps.

The convoy continued to move at full speed along the road, and the German officers and men leaned out of their armoured vehicles and enjoyed the exotic scenery of Egypt.

Many of these scouts were coming to Africa for the first time, and the hearts of the officers and soldiers were full of curiosity about the land. German soldiers at least have a level of initial Chinese, writing and reading are the most common ways for German officers and soldiers to be bored in the barracks, and many people here have read the exaggerated and gorgeous adventure stories written by European writers, and the protagonist's adventure destination is always full of psychedelic Egypt. Pyramids, tombs, mummies, Solomon's treasure and the curse of the pharaohs, those mysterious legends have haunted the dreams of many German teenagers. Now that they have finally stepped on this magical land, although they are going to war, who can guarantee that they will not find something in the vast desert.

"Legion Command Communications, Sir, is the Chief of Staff, General Hasay." The communications corps reported again.

"Major General Hasay?" Wycombe grabbed the microphone.

William. Major General Hasay was the old partner of General Küchrel, and when he was in the Eighteenth Army, Hasay was Küchrel's chief of staff. When Qu Hillel was transferred to the African Army, he did not forget this old friend, and he applied to Xu Jun to transfer Hasai to continue to be his corps chief of staff.

William. Hasser historically served as Chief of Staff of the German Northern Command, Commander of the German Second Army, and eventually Commander of the 17th Army. Hasey was wounded on the Eastern Front and died in office the following month after succumbing to his injuries. But now that his life path has changed, he shouldn't be in that sad situation again.

"I'm Feng. Wycombe. Wycombe said with the microphone in his hand.

"I'm William. Major General Hasey, Major Wycombe, how are you doing over there? "Because of the long distance of communication, the major general's voice was mixed with some noise.

"Everything is going well, we are moving towards Suez as planned." Wycombe reports.

"Very good, Major. Now, however, the situation has changed somewhat. I now order you that the 3rd Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion, after arriving in Suez, will be stationed in place to await new orders from the command and temporarily suspend the next move. Hasay's tone was serious and powerful.

"Stop the action and stay put?" Wycombe repeated the order in surprise.

"This is an order from the regimental command, major." Hasey raised his voice.

"Understood, as ordered, Your Excellency. After arriving in Suez, the 3rd Motorized Reconnaissance Battalion was stationed on the spot and awaited orders from the command. Wycombe replied loudly.

"Don't worry, someone will contact you when you arrive in Suez, Major Wycombe, that's all, I wish you all the best." After a click, only a static noise remained in the microphone.

"Pass the orders of the headquarters to the companies, Wagner." Wycombe put down the microphone and gave the order to the adjutant.

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