In the upcoming battle of Tobruk, although we only have half a German paratrooper division and a Libyan militia division, we have more than 50,000 tons of sufficient supplies of all kinds, and we have an impregnable fortress of Tobruk.

The most important thing is that you still have more than 300,000 citizens of Tobrook City behind you as strong backing, and with their support, the most vicious enemy in the world will not be able to shake you, I am convinced of this. ”

"Papapa" applause rang out.

"Hey! Hitler. ”

"The Seventh Panzer Army is victorious."

"Fight to the end."

Rommel's speech was interrupted by the sound of feverish slogans, which were mixed with enthusiastic applause.

Rommel was very satisfied with the reaction of the middle-level officers below, this is the effect he wanted, and the pre-war mobilization was actually Rommel using his influence to brainwash these middle-level officers and instill the belief that the bloody war would be won.

After three or four minutes of incessant applause and fanatical slogans, Rommel raised his hand and signaled, and the following moments fell silent, and Rommel found that he was becoming more and more gifted with speeches, and more and more like a politician.

"You will not all be sacrificed. Every time the main battle comes down, there may be sacrifices among you.

But don't be afraid of death, everyone will die eventually, death is heavier than the Alps, some is lighter than the feathers, you fight for honor, you fight for peace and freedom, you fight for dignity, it is heavier than the Alps.

True, the first time on the battlefield, everyone will be timid, and if someone says that he is not afraid, it is a lie.

Some people are timid, but this does not prevent them from fighting like warriors, and if other equally timid comrades are fighting bravely, and they stand by and watch, they will be ashamed.

A true hero is a man who fights bravely even if he is timid.

Some fighters overcome their fears in less than a minute in the line of fire, some for an hour, and others for days.

But true manhood does not let the fear of death prevail over the sense of honor, responsibility and spirit.

Fighting is a man who is unwilling to be subordinated to others, and the competition that can best show his courage is the most powerful, and the battle will force out the great and eliminate the small.

Germans pride themselves on being the best of the best, and they are the best of the best.

Remember, the enemy is as afraid as you are, and probably even more. They are not invulnerable, and a bullet can kill their dogs.

Now that the British are outside Tobruk, they are sending troops to annihilate us in one fell swoop, are you afraid? Are you willing to fight the British to the end for honor, dignity, and freedom? ”

"Don't be afraid."

"Fight to the end."

"All for the UK."

"Long live Germany."

"Rommel's victory."

The desire and fighting passion of all the mid-level officers below were fully mobilized by Rommel, including those Libyan mid-level officers.

These mid-level officers, shouting slogans and waving their fists, had tears in their eyes and a fierce desire to fight in their eyes.

"The brainwashing was successful," Rommel thought to himself and continued his speech:

"In your military career, you have called exercises and training "" and have often complained that these training exercises, like other rules and regulations in the military, have their own purpose.

The purpose of the training exercise is to cultivate vigilance and obedience among all soldiers, and vigilance and obedience must penetrate into the veins of every soldier.

All my comrades-in-arms of the Libyan militia division, on behalf of the German-Italian African officers, warmly welcome you to our heroic collective.

Your choice is very correct and wise, follow me Rommel, follow my German-Italian Afrika Korps.

I, Rommel, promise you honor, freedom, dignity, and a good life.

However, you do not have much combat experience, so you yourself always listen to the instructor's teachings, obey the instructor's command, and no one should slack off or relax your vigilance in the slightest.

I will not be soft on those who slack off and let their guard down, for all of you have rushed out of the rain of bullets, otherwise you would not be here today. ”

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Continuing with warm applause, long-lasting applause, the Libyan middle ranks are honored for Rommel speaking of them alone.

In fact, they didn't know that this was Rommel overthrowing Zafika, Rommel's meaning was very clear, the Libyan militia division was commanded by German instructors at the bottom, German officers at the middle level, and he commanded at the top.

Zafika is obedient, disobedient is the fate of Gaddafi in the future, when a dog must have the consciousness of being a dog, don't think about it.

"You will be prepared for the battle that is coming, and whoever wants to come back alive must be vigilant at all times.

As long as you have the slightest negligence, a bitch-bitched British devil will sneak behind your back and kill you with a piece of shit!

Somewhere in the mountains of France, there is a cemetery with neatly stacked tombstones, in which the bodies of four hundred fallen soldiers are buried.

The three hundred men ascended to heaven only because one of the sentries took a nap, and it was reassuring to know that they were all French soldiers, and we found their sentries napping before the dog mongrels.

A combat team is a collective, where everyone eats, sleeps, and fights together, and the so-called individual heroism is a pile of horse manure.

The bile-overloaded, slapping horse manure in the Saturday night Post doesn't know any more about real battles than they know about women.

We now have the best supplies in the world, the best weapons and equipment, the most fighting spirit and the best fighters.

Honestly, I pity the dog mongrels who will fight us. It's true. My men never surrender, and I don't want to hear that any of my soldiers have been captured unless they are wounded first.

Even if you are wounded, you can still fight back, this is not bragging, I want my men to be like a second lieutenant in our army when I fought in Libya.

At that time, an Englishman put a pistol to his chest, he threw off the steel helmet, pulled the pistol away with one hand, grabbed the steel helmet with the other, and beat the devil to the point of bleeding.

Then, he picked up his pistol and killed another devil before the other could react.

Before that, one of his lobes had been pierced by a bullet. This is a real man!

Not all heroes play an important role as depicted in the legend, and every soldier in the army plays an important role.

Don't be fooled and think that your tasks are insignificant, everyone has their own tasks and must do them well, everyone is an indispensable link in a long chain.

Imagine what would happen if every truck driver suddenly decided that he no longer wanted to endure the threat of shells whistling overhead, and became timid, jumped out of his car, and ducked headlong into a roadside ditch to hide.

This cowardly dog mongrel can make excuses for himself: "Fuck it, if the earth doesn't go around like this, I'm only one in a billion." ”

But what if everyone thought so? What will we do then? What will our country, our loved ones, and the whole world look like? ”

[Ask for a monthly pass, give a reward, and recommend. Thanksgiving] (To be continued.) )