"Yes, General!" Colonel Slane replied: "We are eighty kilometers from Tobruk, and if it goes well, we will be able to attack it in two hours!" ”

There was silence on Rommel's side for a few moments, and Colonel Slein guessed that Rommel was looking up Lukadayi's location on the map and discussing it with his staff officer.

It took about ten minutes for Rommel to call back: "Colonel, are you passing through Tugla?" ”

"Yes, General!" Colonel Slain replied: "We took it by the way and blew up its warehouse, and the same is true for Tengeten, and we will do the same to Lukadai's warehouse!" ”

"Well done, Colonel!" Rommel replied: "Forgive me for my radical words, your victory is beyond my imagination!" ”

"I understand, General!" Colonel Slain had a satisfied smile on his face: "So...... General, do you want me to return and retake Tengeten, or do you want to move forward on Tobruk? ”

"Attacking Tobruk, of course!" Rommel replied: "God, if you can take Tobruk and hold it, the British will be finished, and we will drive them out of Libya once and for all!" ”

When Colonel Slane received the telegram, he smirked at his adjutant, as if to say that everything had been expected by him.

Then Rommel telegraphed back: "But you have to hurry, Colonel, the British have taken Tengetenr, and now they must know that it is an empty city, and it will soon be known that you are advancing towards Tobruk, and they will do everything possible to intercept you and set up a defense in Tobruk, and you must arrive and attack before they are ready, otherwise it will be very difficult to achieve victory!" ”

Colonel Slain's face couldn't help but change, he knew that Rommel had a point, and a large part of the reason why it had gone so smoothly before was that the British army had not had time to react.

But now, if the British knew that their next target was Tobruk...... Then everything is different.

So Colonel Slein immediately ordered: "Set off at once, target Tobruk!" ”

This time, the soldiers were not as lucky as before to get a good night's sleep, in fact, even at this time, they couldn't sleep, because the sun was already high and the temperature in the carriage had reached more than fifty degrees, as hot as in an oven.

"Take these rifles!" Kuhn opened a few boxes that had just been loaded into the carriage and distributed the Enfield rifles among the soldiers.

"We're going to fight with the rifles of the British?" Werner had some concern on his face.

It is not impossible to fight with the enemy's rifles, but if the whole army fights with the enemy's rifles, there is no doubt that it will affect the combat effectiveness of the troops, after all, the soldiers are not familiar with the enemy's rifles, and more importantly, they are not familiar with the firepower between the enemy's rifles, submachine guns, machine guns and other equipment...... These are systems that are well matched by range and firepower.

"It's just in case!" Kuhn replied: "We have no support and no supplies...... But our cars are loaded with boxes and crates of British ammunition and weapons, and if you run out of bullets you will have to use British weapons, all you have to do is familiarize yourself with how to use them! ”

Several "Enfield" rifles were passed around in the hands of the soldiers, and it was not difficult to learn to use them, because it was a pull-bolt rifle like the K98K, and the soldiers knew how to operate it just by fiddling with it.

The problem is ...... Accustomed to the accuracy and rate of fire of the K98K, it is impossible to take the "Enfield" to the battlefield with a few fiddling sessions like this without the necessary training, especially the battlefield will not give you much time to adapt, and many people are afraid that they will become corpses before they learn it.

When Qin Chuan took the rifle, the baker said to Kuhn: "Sir, I think we should save the bullet and leave it to Frick!" ”

"I agree!" Soon someone answered: "The bullet is more valuable in Frick's hands!" ”

"I agree!" Another replied: "I'd rather use 'Enfield' from now on and save the ammo for Flick, who I'm sure can provide us with better cover!" ”

Hearing these words, Qin Chuan was inexplicably moved in his heart, although he knew that part of the reason why the soldiers would say these words was for their own interests...... Like they said, leaving the bullets for Qin Chuan would give them better cover on the battlefield.

However, this is also a kind of recognition and trust from Qin Chuan, and it can even be said that he puts his life in Qin Chuan's hands.

While the soldiers were discussing, the sound of "rumbling" airplane motors sounded in the air again.

The soldiers couldn't help but stop talking and looked up, even though they couldn't look through the iron roof of the car (note: the "matador" car had a roof in the back).

Werner asked Qin Chuan in a low voice: "Do you need to pass on the word again?" ”

Qin Chuan knew what Werner meant, and the so-called message was like the last time, telling the convoy to keep speed and not to shoot and disguise itself as a convoy of the British army.

But......

Qin Chuan shook his head slightly and replied, "They found us!" ”

Qin Chuan's words immediately attracted the frightened eyes of the soldiers.

The baker nodded and said, "Yes, it has been hovering over us, apparently following us and reporting to Command in real time!" Other words...... Their fighters and bombers are on their way! ”

"What do we do now?" Alfredo asked in alarm.

It was then that the soldiers discovered Alfredo's existence, and until then he had been huddled in the corner of the car, without speaking or fighting, like a paralyzed mud, and the soldiers secretly called him "the Italian beggar".

"There's no way!" Qin Chuan replied: "Only speed up and be ready to get off!" ”

If a convoy in the desert is discovered and tracked by enemy aircraft, it will be as clear as lice on a bald man's head, and he will not be able to run away.

Now one can only hope that the British will not have too much air power allocated in this direction, or that the convoy can travel a little more before danger strikes.

Colonel Slain apparently knew this, and the order to "go full throttle" was quickly passed down.

The drivers stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car raced at a speed of more than 100 yards per hour on the road, and the soldiers in the car looked nervous, and from time to time they popped out of the rear compartment to look at the sky.

Finally, only someone shouted: "Planes, planes of the British, here they are!" ”