Guderian, who was criticized, did not refute Hoffmann's accusations, he was the one who came to the northern defense line in the first place, and now he is the one who can't complete the task, what else is there to justify?

The command is always from high to low, and this pressure gradually disperses but strengthens the force as the level changes.

Guderian stared at the pendulum on the wall, the time on it was 11:40, according to the instructions of Hoffmann's chief of staff, it was necessary to take Rovereto and march to Verona by 18:00, to put pressure on the Italian army of 300,000 that was departing from Ferrara to disperse to the north, otherwise the 24th Army and the 502nd Tank Battalion of Fritsch on the southern front would not have been able to cut such a thick line in a short time. Without a cut, the Italian navy could not be rushed to the bay of Venice, and Hoffmann's method of attacking the Italian navy would have no chance, and the whole plan would have to be a piece of waste paper.

In the United Front Work Department in Trento, Hoffmann was in a hurry because he was a man who liked to strictly follow the plan. After thinking about it, he asked the herald to start summoning the generals who had not yet been tasked with summoning them, as if he wanted to try some new method.

William Loeb's 11th Airborne Division was stationed not far from the United Front Work Department, because the number was not large, and the 5,000-strong team did not occupy much area.

"Is the 11th Airborne Division here?" A soldier sitting in a jeep asked

"Yes, who to find."

"General Wilhelm Loeb and General Erwin Witzleben, Chief of the General Staff Hoffmann asked him to immediately feel the command of the United Front Work Department."

Not long after, Loeb, who received the order, personally drove the jeep and Witzleben to the United Front Work Department, and Loeb was not in a hurry, because he had a hunch that it would be the turn of the airborne division to play.

Toth received the same summons, but he was still not as fast as Loeb, because the Air Force had a battle plan and was being prepared.

In the direction of Rovereto, Guderian, who had been waiting for news from the 2nd Company for a long time, could no longer ignore Eric's restriction order, and directly threw all the combat sequence troops in the camp into the direction of the main frontal attack, and personally commanded it, and the 3rd Company was also ordered by him to return the same way.

"Two platoons in the best condition were drawn from the unit to hold back the Italian troops in Marchesine and buy time for the retreat of the 3rd Company. By the way, send 2 more platoons of armed vehicles, so that they can keep up with enough ammunition. ”

In the rain of bullets, Guderian stood on the communication command vehicle and gave all kinds of orders in real time, which allowed him to find his time, and even Hoffman's duties were forgotten, and he wholeheartedly took Roveretto.

"A124, A124, I'm A121, please follow me, there's a new mission."

Marven, who was sitting bored on the hatch in a daze, suddenly heard a sound from inside the tank, and then turned over and got into the tank and kicked the wall, which was to tell Blahnik that he was in, and the tank immediately buzzed and screamed.

Montofel's 1st Company and 2nd Platoon received the order of the company commander and quickly started moving, on the way, the original 2nd Platoon's only 4 tanks increased to 8 in the 2nd Company and 3rd Platoon, but the 2nd Company and 3rd Platoon were not in good condition, and the ammunition was consumed too much during the attack, and there was too much time to replenish because of the tight time. Just when everyone was worried, Guderian drew two platoons of armed vehicles from the offensive sequence, totaling 16 vehicles and 92 people as support.

Above Malcesine was a small bridge that could not accommodate a large force to cross, and if it did not pass through it it would have to be bypassed north to intercept the troops of the 3rd Company of the German 501st Tank Battalion, which was retreating from Brescia head-on.

When the Italian commander learned of the situation, it was already when Montofel's blocking team arrived at the Garda Bridge, because their communication still had to rely on telegraphs, and there was no expensive instant communication equipment such as telephones.

Montofel was the highest-ranking military officer in the field, and took on the duties of a commander, with the assistance of the armed assault team, he temporarily used gravel and trees broken by tanks as cover, and it was certainly too late to dig a trench, and it was lucky to have a bunker.

Under the reconnaissance of the assault team, they found that 300 meters away from the bridge was a shoal, because the lake was not in a hurry, and they divided a platoon of troops to build a defense upstream.

And several soldiers who were originally tying up the bomb also gave up the idea of blowing up the bridge, which was of little use, and quickly withdrew.

Just when Montofel was anxious about running out of manpower, the two soldiers who had run to the other side to reconnoiter quickly ran back together, panting and shouting: "Too many! That's too much! ”

Although the assault team leader felt a little annoyed when he heard this answer from his subordinates, he also knew that these two veterans who had survived the big battle would not generally be so panicked, and the only possibility left was that there would really be a lot of Italian troops coming from the other side.

"How much?" Montofel, who was not from the commando team, was not satisfied with the results of the two soldiers' investigations.

"At least thousands, don't you think?" One of the soldiers replied and asked the people around him.

"At least 1 battalion, no heavy weapons, not many machine guns, should be the vanguard of light equipment." The soldier was clearly a master of reconnaissance and observed carefully.

"It's a big problem, the major didn't say that there were so many when he asked us to come, we have to report it quickly." Montofel immediately put the assault squad leader in charge of the next defense, and he returned to command the tank himself to report the situation to the battalion headquarters.

"Lieutenant, I don't care how many people you have to encounter, your task is to stop the enemy from crossing Lake Garda and copying the rear road of the 3rd Company, and if the 3rd Company is not fully withdrawn, you will not be able to go, understand?" Although the staff officer of the battalion headquarters gave Montofel a death order, he did not forget to report the situation to Guderian.

"That's the situation, I estimate that Montofel's two platoons can't hold it at all, or if General Blomburg takes over the attack, we will go and rescue the 3rd company?" The staff officer made a pertinent suggestion.

"I can't get here in 5 hours!" Guderian turned sideways and shouted: "Our 501st Battalion will no longer exist, how can there be any 3rd Company?!" ”

"Damn, it's the intelligence that is wrong, according to the information sent back by the lieutenant, the Italian army in Rovere Torri relied on continuous reinforcements from the rear to hold on, not that the 2nd Company couldn't take it, but that the strength of the 2nd Company was too weak to be controlled at all." Guderian said angrily.

After throwing down the huge microphone, Guderian picked up an MP16 submachine gun on the car and said to the adjutant: "Let all the assault teams of the armed vehicles get out of the car and prepare for foot combat, and prepare grenades and ammunition." All the tanks stopped, let the people of the command company take over the defense work, and the rest of them all took up arms and rushed with me, whether it was an intelligence problem or the enemy was more than us, the duty of the soldier is to receive the task, and to complete the task at any cost! After Guderian finished speaking, the front-line command troops immediately began to mobilize, and the armored division assault teams in the rear waiting to take over at any time also got out of the car and assembled.

Because of Eric's use of armed vehicles and his fortune, the assault team has become the new favorite of the Wehrmacht, although it does not have a scary appearance like a tank, but the combat effectiveness of the assault team that has fought many times with enemy tanks is far from being comparable to ordinary infantry.

Eric sold military machinery and almost all the old equipment to revive the domestic economy, and he did not make up his mind to sell the commando equipment, because this unit has become the soul of the Wehrmacht.

The 501st Tank Battalion and the 502nd Tank Battalion are all armored divisions, which are at the same level as the commandos.

The 501st Tank Battalion's Auxiliary Commando has a total of 140 armed vehicles and 1,200 combat personnel, and each of these elite armoured vehicles is equipped with a valuable field nurse who will treat non-fatal injuries simply and quickly.

The Italian vanguard, who were eager to kill the 3rd Company halfway, were lightly armed infantry battalions, without any heavy armament, not even a few machine guns. A large crowd began to crowd at the bridgehead, intending to cross the river.

"Don't squeeze! Squeeze what squeeze! Depend on! "When the Italian army was crowded on the small bridge, the commander on the side was also observing the situation, although he didn't report any hope, but at the moment when he shook it, he seemed to see something, that is? Barrel? Or water pipes?

Then, in a low roar, the Italians felt a thick sense of malice.

Boom——! Dadada——!

The Italian army crowded on the single-plank bridge fell like a dead grass being cut horizontally by a sickle, but Marven said that he didn't carry this pot!

"Good fellow, this reaction speed, Landa, fire at the pier for me, climb down, don't think about running, stay and drink the lake! Lyman loads high-explosive shells! Marven roared.

Ryman, as a part-time loader, patted Landa on the shoulder.

Bumper ——!

As Landa stepped on the firing device, a high-explosive bomb screeched towards the pier, a splash of water, and the shell hit the water and missed its target.

"It's a little far, and the next shot is fine." Landa muttered embarrassedly.

Marven was speechless for a while after listening, but he couldn't go out and observe with a telescope, even if he wasn't killed by indiscriminate shooting, this kind of operation would be punished with a demerit afterwards, Rundstedt could treasure these tank soldiers, good food and drink, and the cost of five tank soldiers for a year of expenses and training was enough for the sale price of a III foreign trade type.

"A123, A124, concentrated fire shallows." Montofel's voice came over the communicator, and Marvin had to give up and let Landa turn the muzzle.

"Can you get closer? I can't reach this machine gun. Hans Ryan complained.

"Don't make noise! You hit it, didn't you see how many people were on the other side? Do you really think we can keep it? Marven is not a fool, seeing that the Italian army on the opposite side quickly dispersed after being blocked and planned to force a crossing from the shallows, this dispersion, he can be regarded as seeing the scale of the opposite side, and it seems that the blocking battle will not be easy.