Although Tripoli is directly east of Wad, it is impractical to have tanks traversing the vast eastern desert or the muddy Jared Salt Flats. The tank units, including Trood, began to move northeast, and after reaching Rudaiif, they rested for a while, and then passed through Gabès, sticking to the Mediterranean coast to Zawiyah, and reached the Tripoli front.

In order to capture the city, the Germans decided to outflank the city from two fronts, and in addition to the Panzer Army Group followed by Trood, another group was sent to Yevran, where they were strongly intercepted by British and French forces on the way to Gellyan, and were unable to form a siege of Tripoli as originally planned.

At this critical moment, it is necessary to have a strong force stand up as a vanguard and make a breakthrough for the large army. Anselm's troops were brought to this position, and he was ordered to join forces with some infantry units and insert directly into Aziziyah to establish a bridgehead for the attack on Gairyan and Tripoli.

"I need fire support, I can't stand it here!"

A disgraced German officer shouted into the phone, explosions were constantly heard around him, and the enemy's shells fell one after another on the position he was responsible for, but none of the heroic German infantry under his command flinched, and they still stubbornly resisted in the first line. The officer saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart, these people were not only his subordinates, but also his compatriots who were like brothers, and he would never be able to let them bleed here without stopping.

"Artillery is supporting other places, please keep holding your ground, yours"

"Boom!"

"Hey! Feed! We"

A shell blew up the telephone line, and there was no sound coming from the receiver, although the officer knew that the telephone line had been broken, and there would be no more sounds, and he had heard the instructions from the rear clearly, but at this moment, he wanted to believe that he had heard it wrong, and he desperately shouted into the microphone, but it was impossible for any voice to answer him over there.

"Sir, what are we going to do next?"

Beside the officer, a slightly immature face asked at him, although the soldier was not very old, he could see the visible scars in the few places that were exposed, and they were all freshly produced. These are the days he has been here, and although he has not been in Aziziye for a few days, the battle has been unusually fierce, beyond expectations, and now it can be said that there is not a single person without a single scar on his body.

The officer gritted his teeth, although he also knew the tension of the battle situation, but the answer from the rear made him feel abandoned, which made him very angry, his death may not be nothing, but he could not take these brothers to die together, and when he saw this immature face again, he made up his mind, this battle cannot be fought like this.

"We withdraw"

The officer's words were weak, but they were enough for everyone next to them to hear, and they were very excited, thinking that someone was finally going to replace them, but when they asked the officer where the reinforcements were, the officer bowed his head and said nothing.

At this time, the adjutant who had been with him for many days saw the real situation clearly, and he whispered to the officer: "Is this really okay?" ”

"What do they think of us?" A shell exploded on the side of the two men, and the flying stones hit the officer's face, but he was completely unmoved, and only continued to shout: "No reinforcements!" No fire support! How is it possible for us to have such a small number of people fighting here with artillery on their heads! ”

"But," the adjutant hesitated, but decided to say it, "That's a deserter."

"If your life is gone, there will be nothing!" The officer's roar became a slap in the face, and after hearing him say this, no matter how fierce the sound of artillery fire, could no longer reach their ears.

"Then withdraw." The adjutant bowed his head weakly, and in his heart, the lives of these brothers were indeed much more important than those glory or something.

"What? Deserter? The recruit didn't understand what the two commanders were arguing about at first, but after the adjutant mentioned it, he somewhat understood the current situation, and he asked the two of them with some panic.

However, the officer did not answer him, just lowered his head slightly, and said firmly: "Inform the brothers in front, retreat slowly, and everyone present should not miss a word, if there is anything, I will bear it alone." ”

"Remember, this is just an ordinary retreat." After the officer added this, he never said a word again.

"But, our reinforcements are about to arrive, why are we running away?" The recruit looked at the officer with wide, curious eyes and asked with puzzlement.

The officer said a little dejectedly: "We have no reinforcements, and in this case, we can only become meat sauce that has been run over by enemy tanks." ”

"No!" The recruit loudly vetoed: "I heard it, it was said on the phone, our reinforcements are coming!" ”

"No, you misheard." This time it was the adjutant's turn to educate the newcomer, and he took the recruit by the arm and led him into the distance.

"I did hear it, he said it at last!" Although the recruits were dragged by the adjutants, they still did not forget to correct the "mistakes" of the officers. This recruit was just waiting next to the earpiece, how could he hear it better than he could hear? Although his reaction was really ridiculous, the officer couldn't laugh at all, or was angry with him, there was nothing, there was just a pain like a knife poking his heart by his words.

The officer looked up at the sky, and although the sky was still blue, the black smoke rising from different places obscured the purity, and there was only the smell of heavy gunsmoke.

The officer took off his hat, looked at the military badge on it, stroked it lightly and said silently: "I guess this is the last time I will touch you like this, but for the sake of those brothers, your sacrifice is worth it." ”

With that, he threw his hat away, picked up the Luger P08 pistol at his waist, and shouted to the people around him: "Follow me to the front!" Now we don't have any difference, it's all the same soldiers! ”