Far water can't save near fire, Hans. Admiral Reinhardt sent a telegram saying that his troops would not be able to reach the 7th Panzer Division until the afternoon of the next day.

Rundstedt sat in his office and looked at the map. Suddenly, a staff officer rushed in, holding a telegram in his hand.

"General, an urgent telegram from the 7th Panzer Division."

Rundstedt hurriedly snatched the telegram and looked at it, and was immediately taken aback.

The first surprise was that Rommel was killed, the 7th Panzer Division lost its entire command, and the troops were divided into two parts. The second surprise was that the deputy Führer was safe and sound, and took over the command of the 7th Panzer Division, and actually repelled the British attack, not only destroying many enemies, but also capturing seven tanks.

When will that "genius" kid who can only talk about it go to war? Rundstedt wondered.

He also remembered Reinhardt. Feng. Stade's military school grades were nothing short of miserable, when Guderian read his thesis and secretly told himself that if Reinhardt was to be taken away. Feng. Stadler was sent to the battlefield, and that kid could have led a division of his own to be buried in an hour.

And the deputy head of the Third Reich was finally a little self-aware, and even when he was at his most proud, he did not ask to personally command any combat units.

And he has always been very protective of the Army, becoming the most heavyweight representative of the Army to compete for military spending and supplies from the mouth of the Air Force's Green. I heard that he grabbed the budget and even Green was afraid to see it, and he was known as the number one vicious dog in the Imperial Cabinet. Already has a nickname in the cabinet called "Cyphorus", which means the three-headed dog of hell.

Therefore, the army would rather lose a group of generals than lose this young brigadier general, and has always provided him well in the General Staff.

What I didn't expect was that this deputy Führer, who had been recognized by all the generals as having no military talent, could command an infantry force of more than 1,000 men to withstand the attack of a brigade equipped with tanks by the British, and inflict heavy losses on the other side. If the Army Command had known the news, the floor would have been sprinkled with spectacle lenses.

He now asked the base camp to give him an appointment to officially command the 7th Panzer Division. The kid also demanded in the telegram that the command of the "Greater Germany" regiment be handed over to him, and that he should immediately contact the Third Air Force of the Air Force and ask the Air Force to provide him with air and ground support the next day. Rundstedt looked at the telegram and wondered, what did the kid want to do?

Leave him alone, as long as he is happy, stay there honestly and wait for rescue, and give him whatever he wants. The appointment of the base camp is only a superficial article, anyway, he is the deputy Führer, whatever he wants. Give him the "Großdeutsch" regiment and have to communicate with Kleist. The Air Force can also be mobilized through the base camp. I had to tell them about the kid. Rundstedt hurriedly picked up the phone and made arrangements.

Xu Jun explained his plan to his subordinates in detail, arranged everyone's tasks, explained the precautions, and left those officers there to continue to discuss the plan and some technical details, and slowly walked out of the shelter by himself.

The summer night in France is really beautiful, Xu Jun looked at the stars in the sky and remembered his hometown.

"Shanghai is so polluted that I haven't seen such a star there once since I was a child. But the nights here are a bit chilly. ”

Xu Jun rubbed his shoulders, fastened the discipline buckle on the collar of his military uniform, and then slowly paced towards the trench where the soldiers were resting.

The German soldiers had recovered from the high-spirited state that had just followed the victory. Everyone was tired from the day's barrage of battles. Now, after a hot dinner, all the fatigue is released, so most of the soldiers, except for some of the soldiers who are on guard, fall asleep with their rifles wrapped in military blankets.

Xu Jun walked over slowly. A sentry saw Xu Jun walking over, and as soon as he wanted to say hello, he was stopped by Xu Jun. Xu Jun shook his hand and pointed to the sleeping soldiers beside him. The sentry looked to the side, and immediately stood up to Xu Jun gently, his eyes full of reverence, and nodded in greeting.

Xu Jun walked up to the sentry gently, patted the sentry on the shoulder, and said in the sentry's ear: "You did a good job, soldier, continue your duty, don't alarm others, everyone is tired." ”

"Yes, Your Excellency."

The sentinel struggled to control his excitement and replied in a low voice. Xu Jun nodded to the sentry, and then walked gently towards a fire at the other end of the trench.

It seems that it was originally a French artillery emplacement or a front-line command post or something, and the trench suddenly widened here, forming a square space of more than ten square meters.

The soldiers lit a bonfire there, and the sentries who had been laid off or were waiting to be put on duty rested around the fire, and the warm light of the fire and the comfortable expressions of the soldiers made people feel like they were on the battlefield at all.

There seemed to be about twenty people there, some of whom were asleep with their heads against the walls of the trenches. Others were looking at newspapers and books from nowhere, or writing letters from home. A dozen or so young soldiers were gathering around an old sergeant who looked to be in his fifties, listening intently to what the old sergeant was saying.

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