Looking at the weapons in the hands of his subordinates that could enter the museum and some of which came off the production line only a few months ago, Rommel couldn't help but sigh with emotion, how powerful the logistics department must be to be able to maintain the operation of such a force!

However, Rommel soon learned from his soldiers that the Zapatista peasant rebels had no logistics at all, and that the various guerrillas could sometimes receive some ammunition from the camp's warehouses, but the ammunition they received was not only limited in quantity, but also often did not match their rifles, so they mostly relied on their own ammunition. If you run out of ammunition during the battle, you can either borrow it from your companions or snatch it directly from the enemy.

Such a situation was utterly terrible in the eyes of Rommel, who was a professional soldier, and it was a miracle that such a peasant army of more than 20,000 could deal with the more than 100,000 well-equipped American expeditionary forces for a long time.

So Rommel called in Jehart, "You take them to the most basic platoon training, and I'll talk to General Colessenstein!" ”

With that, Rommel frowned and walked towards the camp headquarters.

On the playground of the U.S. military camp, more than 1,500 heavily armed soldiers are running laps under the watchful eye of their new commanders.

"Hurry up, hurry up! The slowest runner not only didn't want to eat, but I also kicked him hard! Want to know where I'm going to kick you? Let's try it by running the slowest way! ”

The officer in his early thirties shouted at the top of his voice, waving his mighty horse in his hand.

In the queue of running laps, a tall, thin man panted and said to his companion:

"This guy...... First day in office...... It's that ruthless, we ...... Later ...... Days can be ...... What a life! ”

His companion, a slightly chubby soldier with a cleanly shaved beard, was equally gasping for air.

"Dead ...... Die...... You can't die! He...... He...... At most, he is...... It's just a matter of being reckless! ”

"Yes...... Reasonable! The tall and thin man was talking, but suddenly he noticed that the guy with five horses in his hand had actually appeared next to him, and he was running at the same speed as the team without blushing or panting.

"You two rabbit cubs can rest assured, I vouch in my honor, this is by no means the disgrace of the new official to you, because the training will only get harder and harder in the future!"

"Long ...... The chief ...... "The tall and thin man and his companion were suddenly overwhelmed. In the end, I could only watch as the officer accelerated to the front of the group.

"Listen to me, to be my soldier of George Patton, the first must be courageous, the second must be courageous, and the third must be courageous! Do you understand? ”

A response came from the team behind:

"Understood"...... understood"......

"I can't hear you!" Barton shouted without looking back.

"Understood!" This time, the sound is finally much neater.

"You haven't had enough to eat? Or is it a group of women? Barton used some irritating language.

"Understood!" This time, even from a long distance from the playground, you could hear the crowd shouting in unison.

"Good!" Under the surprised gazes of the soldiers, Patton began to speed up. The distance between him and the team gradually increased, and after a few laps, he was almost catching up with the team from behind.

"Look who's going to get my ass kicked!" Barton's gruff voice came from behind, and everyone couldn't help but quicken their pace. Although the steps became heavier and the breathing became more and more difficult, the vast majority of people still managed to make it to the end of the 20 laps. Armed for a thousand-mile run, these National Guard militiamen had never been trained so hard in the country, so many of them were so tired that they vomited at the finish line, and those who were in better shape were too tired to look good.

"You've all listened to me!" Patton gasped as he walked through the crowd, "If you want to escape, coward, get out of the troop now!" From today, the training will be tougher and tougher every day. But as a qualified military man. No matter what kind of suffering you face, going forward is victory! Do you understand? ”

Despite their exhaustion, the soldiers shouted in unison with their last effort:

"Understood!"

Barton nodded in satisfaction. It seems that this lesson is going to be something that many of them will remember for the rest of their lives.

When he walked out of the command, Rommel had a deep disappointment written on his face.

Just now, Zapata, the leader of the peasant army, told him that his troops were in such a state that it was impossible to uniformly equip a particular unit, knowing that some guerrillas were still fighting with the old single-shot rifles of the early 19th century. As for the ammunition, the arms brought in from Germany in recent months could not meet the fighting consumption of the peasant army, and if this continued, most of the partisans would probably have to fight the enemy with bayonets.

Ground-air coordination, tank assault, artillery support, and armored infantry maneuver – Rommel's ideas were useless in Mexico. It was as if he had suddenly returned to the past, to the days when there were no flying machines, armored vehicles and large-caliber artillery. In the face of an enemy who was much more advanced than himself, Rommel could not think of a better way than tactics.

However, even if you want to win tactically, you must have a force that is absolutely obedient to orders. Thinking of this, Rommel walked briskly to the training ground. When he got there, Jehart was still taking them through the queue. Although the queue is still crooked, there is still some improvement from the beginning.

Seeing Rommel return, Jehart told the soldiers to rest in place. I ran over to myself.

"General, the situation is alright!"

Rommel looked at him, then at the peasant soldiers behind him who were resting on the ground, and said in German: "I am afraid that the equipment will not be able to do it for the time being, and we can only rely on the existing manpower and equipment." Gather you all together in a moment, and I'm going to speak!" ”

After a few minutes, Jehart regrouped his team, and the previous drill had obviously not consumed much of their physical strength, so they all looked at the German commander with a cold expression.

"I'm curious to know, why are you here?" Rommel said, Jehat translated.

The voices of "land" and "freedom" came from the crowd.

Having previously learned some about the causes and process of the Zapatista peasant uprising, Rommel knew that this "land and freedom" was the propaganda slogan of the Zapatista rebel army, and it seemed that this was indeed very agitating for the peasants. However, after the so-called encirclement and suppression of the U.S. military began, most of the plantations once occupied by the peasant army were lost, and the peasant army could only use the funds aided by the German government to secretly purchase grain from various places to maintain normal activities in the base areas. At present, although there is no need for food, if the US military continues to strengthen the encirclement and blockade, it is difficult to say whether there will be a food shortage here.

"Do you know why I, a German, should command you?" Rommel asked again.

No one could answer this time.

"Because we Germany are your friends and allies. We are here to help you reclaim your land and your freedom. Let me command you because when I was in Germany I commanded troops to defeat tens of thousands of Russians, British, and Egyptians! That's a far more number than the Americans you're facing now! ”

The Mexican Peasant Army fighters below are beginning to take an interest in their commander.

"In addition, we Germans have the best methods in the world for the training of soldiers, which are guaranteed to turn a coward into a qualified soldier! It can also sharpen a warrior into the best soldier! Tell me, are you cowards or warriors? ”

After all that is said. Rommel waited for everyone's answers.

"Warriors, of course warriors!" Mexicans replied.

"Are warriors afraid of suffering?" Rommel asked again.

"Don't be afraid!"

"Are warriors afraid to obey orders?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Are the warriors afraid to move forward?"

"Don't be afraid!"

"Are the warriors afraid to retreat?"

This time, some people habitually said "not afraid", but most hesitated.

"Are warriors afraid to obey orders?" Rommel repeated the question he had just asked.

The soldiers did not hesitate to say "not afraid".

"If I say, then, to go forward, you will go forward; If I say retreat, you will retreat! By obeying my orders, you will be able to make the Americans tremble, cry and run away in front of us! Do you understand? With that, Rommel looked at the team with his stern gaze.

After taking Jehat to translate this question to the soldiers, they shouted in unison:

"Understood!"

Rommel nodded in satisfaction. The first week. Rommel had his soldiers practice disbanding, assembling, marching in formation, and marching short distances in companies. So that everyone can get acquainted with the partners around them.

Patton's first week had strengthened his physical training, and although the soldiers were tired, complaining, and even dissatisfied, everyone felt more and more keenly the majesty of the new commander.

Week 2. Rommel led his men on the lurk and march, sometimes lying on their stomachs in a bush for about ten hours, each of whom was asked to make as little noise as possible, and each platoon took turns to keep watch during the march.

During Patton's second week, the soldiers began training with live ammunition, offensive shooting, defensive shooting, cover shooting, and bayonet attack. With strong logistics as a backstop, Patton never spared bullets, and his soldiers fired more than in the past seven days combined, and although the accuracy of the shooting was not particularly high, everyone gradually began to feel the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Week 3. Rommel taught his soldiers only one thing, and that was to leave the battle in an orderly manner as soon as they heard the whistle. Despite being confused by the order to retreat in battle, the Mexican soldiers mastered this tactic after repeated training.

Stay. In the third week of Gatbarton's life, the training was still real, but the training content shifted from shooting to tactics, skirmishers, outflanking, and rapid assaults. Patton also brought in several trucks for the soldiers to train in ambush tactics using small convoys as bait.

In the fourth week of Patton, the amount of training of the troops was much reduced. Patrol formations, search formations, picnics, battlefield first aid, the soldiers gradually realized that they were going to battle soon.

As for Rommel, his fourth week of training had not yet had time, and since the American army had launched a new round of encirclement and suppression, his superiors ordered him to immediately lead the team to launch an attack on the American target north of Morelos.