Bismarck smiled at Hans, did not explain, but turned to one of the staff officers beside him and ordered:

"Order all the logistician of the General Headquarters except for the staff officer, whether he is a fireman, a cook, a veterinarian, as long as he can breathe, take up arms for me, assemble in front of the headquarters, and I will take them to reinforce those brothers who are in a bitter battle."

"Order the armored battalion of the General Headquarters to immediately prepare for a sortie."

Bismarck picked up his submachine gun and was about to go out, when Chief of Staff Hans grabbed Bismarck and began to plead bitterly:

"Command is your strength, let us go for reinforcements, you can't risk your life, please stay!"

Is there a way out for Bismarck now? There was no way out at all, and since he did not want to expose Rommel's strategic offensive intentions that had been arranged, he could only use his existing forces to confront the British army.

Since this tactical arrangement was ordered by Bismarck, Bismarck, as the acting commander-in-chief, should be responsible for the tens of thousands of soldiers of the German army on the entire Western Front, if the German army on the Western Front was really completely annihilated.

Does Bismarck still have a face to live in this world? Absolutely nothing. The only thing Bismarck could do was to fight to the death with his men, without any compromise, as the Germans had pledged, victory and death.

This death can be the enemy or himself, the soldier is bloody on the battlefield, this is a must.

"Carry out the order, Chief of Staff Hans."

Without hesitation, Bismarck stepped out of the headquarters and came to the square outside the headquarters, where some German firemen, cooks, grooms, veterinarians, etc. were assembling, and those with no weapons in their hands were using crowbars to pry the weapons boxes.

The whole square was in a mess, there was no order to speak of, after all, they were not combat troops, and it was already very good to be able to assemble so quickly.

"Order: Drive the empty big truck to the square, and then bring me the sandbags around the headquarters to the truck, 12 people per vehicle, you can form freely, you can choose any weapons, set off in ten minutes, start the timer now."

The most disciplined was the armored battalion of the General Headquarters, which had already driven forty No. 4 tanks to the school grounds, and all the tank crews stood in formation beside their tanks.

The tank battalion commander trotted in front of Bismarck:

"Report to the Deputy Commander-in-Chief, the armored battalion of the General Headquarters is ready for battle, please instruct."

"Immediately set off to reinforce the 164th Infantry Division, where a British armored division is attacking."

As soon as the tank battalion commander received the order, he ran back to his troops, and in a few moments, forty tanks of the armored battalion of the General Headquarters galloped away with a roar.

After Bismarck sent out the tank battalion, he didn't have any tanks in his hands, and there were a few armored vehicles, but Bismarck had already thought of a way.

"Bumper ...... Bell ...... Bang dang ......"

"What are you still doing with the pot, *** this is going to the battlefield, not asking you to cook."

"Hurry up...... You move grenades,...... You move bullets...... The entire headquarters square was a mess, and chickens and dogs were jumping everywhere, but the passion was high.

It is rare for these firemen, grooms, and cooks of the army headquarters and army headquarters to go to the battlefield, let alone shoot guns, and now there is such a good opportunity for everyone to cheer and hurriedly choose their own weapons.

There are those with submachine guns, there are those who resist machine guns, and some people especially like to use grenades, with one in their hands and a few on their belts. Bismarck didn't care at all, just looked at the time and yelled:

"All departures, aiming for the Western Front."

Bismarck took the submachine gun in his hand and casually got into a "sandbag truck", and the two guards next to Bismarck resisted an MG42. (MG42 can be used by one person)

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

The rookies of the German logistics who had never been on the battlefield happily boarded the "sandbag truck" and kicked the accelerator to the end as soon as they came up, and the "sandbag truck" roared, rushed out of the Afrika Korps general headquarters, and galloped towards the western front.

Not to mention that the morale of these rookies is really high, and there are quite a few of them, a total of one hundred and twenty-three vehicles are installed, which means that the number is at least more than a thousand people, and Bismarck hopes that his garbage troops can withstand the pinning attack of the British army.

More than twenty minutes later, when the rookies were about to reach the Western Front, one of the armored vehicles in which Bismarck was riding quietly drove under a small hill.

As the deputy commander-in-chief, of course, it is impossible for Bismarck to charge directly, which is irresponsible for himself and the troops.

Bismarck and his correspondent quietly climbed to the top of the hill to observe, only to see that on the positions on the Western Front, the sound of killing was shocking, the artillery fire was pervasive, and many British troops had rushed into the German trenches and began to shoot at close range.

If it weren't for the fact that the Germans had a great advantage in the firepower of the submachine guns, it is likely that the Western Front would have broken through, and the British troops fighting in the trenches of the Western Front would have been numerous, and the Germans would have only a small circular defensive position.

"Dada...... Boom...... Da Da ......"

Bismarck magnified the telescope and took a closer look at the situation in the ring defensive position, a man who looked like a captain officer, covered in blood, and carrying an MG42 in his hand, a few shots here, immediately change positions, and then a few shots there.

By the time the British mortars came, the officer was no longer there, seeing this, Bismarck nodded hurriedly, this captain has good combat qualities, and at the same time is tenacious enough, Anderson doesn't know that the deputy commander-in-chief is watching him fight!

After observing his own position, Bismarck began to observe the situation of the British army, and Bismarck soon discovered the crux of the problem, the British had arranged a large-caliber mortar position in the rear of the attack.

Mortars are a cheap weapon, although not bad, but this weapon poses the greatest threat to the soldiers in the trenches, and the reinforcements of the German army must start from the mortar positions of the British army. Bismarck removed the microphone from the walkie-talkie on the back of the communicator, and ordered to his rookie troops:

"All of them rushed out from the place where there was no trench on the left, and rushed directly to the mortar position behind the hill at nine o'clock in the direction of us, four thousand meters away from us, and attacked."

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo...... Da Da ......"

The "sandbag car" roared and sped away, driving directly to the place where there were no trenches, and when the convoy charged the island about two kilometers away from Anderson and them, the rookies in the car began to shoot with their weapons.

How can you hit 2,000 meters!! It was a waste of bullets, but Bismarck didn't stop it, these people didn't fire a few shots, so let's practice now, and put a few shots to give yourself courage.

"Dada...... Woowoo...... Our reinforcements...... Here it is, brothers, fight!! …… Da Da ......"

[I originally planned to be at home this month, but my wife and children asked to travel, and I may have to ask for leave when I travel, but I tried to save the manuscript as much as possible, and strive to keep changing, and ask my brothers to understand. (To be continued.) )