The course of the war was completely unexpected by the British High Command.

The accuracy of the German army's judgment and the speed with which it acted were astonishing. The crushing defeat of the "Devil's Lands" and the Kidney Ridge caused the Commonwealth army to suffer the heaviest losses at the outset.

Montgomery hesitated.

Has the Afrika Korps really reached the point of running out of gas? At least judging from the current performance, they can continue the war.

What's wrong with that?

Now, Montgomery put his hopes on the army that would break through to Heights 22 and 23.

It was composed of the 1st Panzer Division, the 2nd Royal Artillery Regiment, the 111th Field Artillery Regiment and the 133rd Infantry Brigade, the 1st Greek Infantry Brigade, and the 2nd Free French Brigade. On the 22nd and 23rd heights were defended by the Italian army under the command of General Motta.

And shortly after the end of the Battle of the Kidney Ridge, the British High Command again intercepted the enemy's "Enigma", and in the telegram, the enemy's Supreme Commander Ernst Brown. Marshal Bramm, almost hysterically, demanded that Berlin immediately replenish the Afrika Korps with the supplies they needed. In the telegram there were a few words that caught Montgomery's attention:

"We are on the offensive, we are winning, but where is the damn fuel Our soldiers saw through the enemy's intentions and are beating our enemy, but where is the damn ammunition supply"

Subsequently, the "Fighter" also sent a secret telegram to the British High Command, in which he said that the Germans had used the last bit of fuel. They have nothing to replenish, and their tanks will stop attacking because they run out of fuel!

Now, Montgomery got it all right. He told General Alexander: "Of all the enemies I know, Baron Alexon is undoubtedly the greatest, and his talents far surpass ours, and no matter what disguises we make, he can always see through them, and no matter how confused we may be, he will never be fooled in the ever-changing battlefield." He always has the sharpest sense of catching our weaknesses and then defeating us, and if we are well supplied, we have no chance of victory."

General Alexander nodded reluctantly. Although he was not particularly willing to admit these words, which undermined the majesty of the British Empire, it was

If, with sufficient supplies, no one can defeat Baron Alexon, no!

"It's a pity. He was always a great tragic marshal," General Montgomery sighed: "In the first war. He did his best, led the skeleton commandos to countless victories, in order to win the reputation of the 'skeleton baron', and also won the incomparable respect of our Britain, but he still failed to help Germany win the final victory This time he is back, and he is still constantly winning, but the desperate supplies are about to defeat him General Alexon, in fact, from my heart. I don't want to see him fail."

"Bernard, if your words are heard by those in the country. There will be a new round of accusations against you. General Alexander laughed.

"I don't care, I don't appreciate it, I even worship our enemy, Baron Alexon." Montgomery said calmly: "To be honest, when this war is over, it is not me and you who will defeat him, but the Germans themselves. The same is true of Rommel, who did everything he could, and no one was better than him. But when the tank runs out of fuel, no one of the best generals will be able to win."

General Alexander nodded: "So, let's put an end to this"

General Montgomery grabbed the phone on the table: "Tell General Woodrow, take the 22nd and 23rd heights, follow the defeated Italian army all the way to pursue, and cut off the connection between the German troops!" ”

The phone was down, and General Montgomery had already seen that the Goddess of Victory was smiling at himself

"Field Marshal Ernst, the enemy has launched an attack on the 22nd and 23rd heights, and the offensive is very fierce!"

"Very well, gentlemen, the game begins now." Wang Weiyi looked at all the officers in the staff with a smile: "How long can Mota and his Italians hold out there?" ”

"Marshal, one day, for this I pay a bet of a hundred marks."

"I'll bet 12 hours, a hundred marks."

The officers began to bet on this, and at such a tense stage of the war, it was a far cry from the usual strict German officer style.

But they originally had such a commander:

Ernst. Marshal Bream!

"Guo Yunfeng, write down the numbers they bet on." Wang Weiyi smiled: "I bet for 3 hours." ”

Although Field Marshal Ernst had repeatedly mentioned that the Italians would hold out for three hours at most, the German officers were not convinced.

The Italians will never fight again, and three hours should be able to hold out

But the war went exactly as Field Marshal Ernst had envisioned

At 9 o'clock, the Commonwealth troops, under the command of Lieutenant General Woodrow, launched a fierce assault on the 22nd and 23rd heights held by the Italians. The shells of the 2nd Royal Artillery Regiment and the 111th Field Artillery Regiment covered the two heights in an instant.

And what was the artillery of the Italians doing at this time?

The Italians were actually very strong in artillery, and they had cannons and shells that were not inferior to the enemy, but less than ten minutes after the enemy shelling began, the commander of the Italian artillery, General Tavalé, issued an order:

Evacuate, get out of this damn place!

Reason? The reason is very simple, and "the sound of the landing": "Before the soldiers have time to eat, the enemy will start attacking sooner or later, and I will not let the hungry soldiers go to battle!" ”

Crash? It's really devastating.

But this was the "outstanding" performance of the Italian army on the battlefield

General Motta was actually going to make a big deal on the battlefield, so that the Germans, who were always laughing at the Italian army, could take a good look at it, and the Italian soldiers would fight just as well!

But the hellish General Tavale and his artillerymen ran away like cowards!

"I'm going to report to the leader, shoot this coward!" Amid the overwhelming sound of enemy artillery, General Motta screamed with all his might: "He should be shot, shot!" ”

"General, the enemy's artillery fire is too fierce, and the 23rd position has already collapsed!"

"Hold on, let them hold on! Damn, we can't let the Germans see jokes anymore! ”

"There is no way to hold on, those officers are shouting that they don't want to die without the support of artillery fire!"

"Damn, have they forgotten the glory of the soldiers?"

"General, it seems that life is more important!"

Just when General Motta was still unable to decide whether to retreat or continue to resist, a large-scale enemy offensive had already begun

The mountains were filled with enemy soldiers, and the Italian army was overwhelmed.

When the shots rang out, some of the soldiers threw down their weapons and turned around and ran away.

There were no officers to stop them, for the officers were among the same who fled.

Less than an hour after the start of the battle, Heights 23 fell into the hands of the British.

Immediately, the assault on Heights 22 began.

General Motta couldn't stand it

Truth be told, of all the Italian generals, General Motta is pretty good, at least he seriously wants to fight here.

Even when Heights 23 was lost, he still commanded his troops to continue the battle.

But the war was not his alone

"Retreat, retreat!" The helpless General Mota finally gave such an order: "Give up the position, give up the position!" Bring all my stuff! Yes, that coat was given to me by the leader, you have to be careful, that bottle of wine, but it is really a good wine of 1910."

The Italians ran

When the commander of the British army, Lieutenant General Woodrow, ascended Heights 22, he was still a little incredulous that victory had come so easily.

The fighting qualities of the Italians were simply outrageously poor. It was a great sorrow that the Germans had chosen him as an ally.

"Continue to advance towards Kalman." Lieutenant General Woodrow gave his order: "Officers, let's put an end to this war that deserves to be damned!" ”

１２：１０。

"Marshal Ernst, the Italians have failed, heights 22 and 23 have fallen into the hands of the British, and now the British are in hot pursuit behind the ass of the Italians, and at about 2 p.m. will be able to reach Kalman."

"My luck is always so good, ah, I'm talking about gambling luck." Wang Weiyi smiled very brightly: "Guo Yunfeng, have you recorded all their bets?" ”

"It's all recorded, Marshal." Guo Yunfeng said lightly: "I bet a thousand marks, and I bet on your side." ”

"You greedy fellow!" Wang Weiyi couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Tell Erwin that the enemy is attacking Kalman, order his troops to prepare to attack on the flanks, and I, I will personally meet the challenge from the British!" ”

The German officers in the staff were already cursing the Italians for their incompetence and causing them to lose so much money, but they were all in good spirits when they heard this:

Skeleton Baron - it's time to take it personally!

The enemy will have to face the one they fear the most!

The myth of invincibility on the battlefield is about to be re-enacted on the battlefield of Kalman! (To be continued......)