In Alexandria, a port dock that had just been restored, a German merchant ship slowly approached. The sailors on board skillfully threw the cables holding the ship to the workers on the docks, and soon the cables were wound around the welded stakes of steel, and the ship stopped shaking and became stable.

It was a German merchant ship from Italy, loaded with much-needed large-caliber shells for the front, as well as parts for the repair of 150-mm caliber howitzers. After all, such tonnage transport ships did not dare to get too close to the Suez Canal, which was full of mines laid by the armies of both sides during the confrontation.

If it was sunk by a mine, or for some other reason it was silent, it would be an irreparable loss for the German army, which was not rich in resources. In addition, the ship also carried a lot of important guests, so the port that was finally selected was Alexandria, which was relatively safe.

A group of businessmen in suits stepped off the humble ladder and began to look at the world, which was relatively alien to them. There is yellow sand everywhere, and even Alexandria, which has a lot of greenery, still uses earthy yellow as its own hue.

"It's rudimentary. If it weren't for the fact that there is an abundance of oil here, and that there is a famous Suez Canal, I really can't understand why the world's armies are driving here to fight for this place. "A Jew in his thirties, squinting at everything in front of him.

There were anti-aircraft guns in the harbor to prevent enemy aircraft from sneaking up, but there were not many of them, and these slender tubes pointed coldly at the sky, bringing a touch of tension to the port city.

The entire port was busy, including Field Marshal Rommel's Army Group L and General Schellner's Army K, as well as General Garibaldi's African Cluster, on which hundreds of thousands of Afrika Korps depended on this famous port for their logistical supplies. From time to time, patrolling guards pass by, but more often than not, there are still loading and unloading hoisting equipment and busy workers.

The transport standards set by Germany finally showed their valuable value at this time. The large-scale use of containers made transportation and loading and unloading so simple for the first time, and this standardized mode of transportation, after being used in advance, immediately changed to a dazzling brilliance in the war.

The distribution of goods was more than twice as fast as before, and the Third Reich saved a lot of time and money as a result of this improvement. A Jewish merchant in charge of shipping stared at the containers, which had been lifted up, placed directly on a trailer, and carried out of the docks, with the glint of gold coins in his eyes.

He pointed to the containers of different colors used to distinguish ammunition, supplies, equipment, and food, and said to the old man behind him: "If the Führer is dedicated to business, I really can't find anyone who can compare with him." ”

"Fortunately, he's not dedicated to business, and he's not a difficult weirdo, is he?" the old man said to his followers with a smile behind his back, and then he looked at the other side of the dock and at the high-end cars from the German military: "Even if he is not dedicated to business, the output value of the Bailanhua Group is almost more than double that of my old man." ”

War is the catalyst for the rich, and those who know that the war will break out, the one who knows that the war will be won, and the one who knows when the war will end will become the super rich in this war. It's a pity that Accardo went further than these people: he knew what would make money in war, and he knew how to improve and produce these things more efficiently...... What's even more frustrating is that he also knows the path of human development in the next few decades after the end of the war, and if this is not rich, it is really incredible.

The merchant who ran the shipping business followed the old man's gaze and found the German officer's cars, which were particularly conspicuous. It is estimated that there is only one Mercedes-Benz car in Germany, and the appearance will be so sloppy that people are almost unrecognizable.

So the shipping king smiled at the old man beside him: "It is really difficult to drive a Mercedes-Benz officer in 1935 into a car like this, for these soldiers who are rolling in the desert." If we get a satisfactory result this time, I don't mind privately sponsoring the officers here with a few decent cars. ”

"Save your money, for if we build a state near Jerusalem, there will be too many places to spend money. The old man sneered, and then took the lead and walked towards the military vehicles. His steps were not fast, but everyone followed him, and there was no intention of overstepping.

When the old man approached the car, the occupants of the car pushed the door and got out. A colonel's adjutant respectfully jumped out of the car from the co-pilot, then opened the door of the rear seat, and then a handsome general stepped out of the car with a cynical smile on his face.

He wore a large plexiglass goggles on his military hat and a dark scarf stained with yellow sand around his neck. However, this dress often appeared on the front pages of German newspapers, so almost every German could recognize this military star at a glance.

"My God, I really didn't expect that it would be you, the marshal, who came to greet me, an old man. The old man hurriedly took two quick steps, but only a little faster than he had just been. He smiled and walked up to Field Marshal Rommel, stretched out his hand to shake the German commander, who was almost fifteen years younger than him, and greeted him loudly.

"Ah...... Monsieur Enrique, the Führer often mentions you to me, saying that you are a rare business wizard of the Third Reich. Rommel smiled and shook hands with the old Jewish fox in front of him, and then asked loudly: "So I have personally come to meet you, so that you can come to Africa this time and return satisfied!

Enrique, the "old fox", held the hand of Rommel's "little fox", nodded and replied: "The scenery on the road is really good, and I am better, but there are several seasickness in our people." But God willing, we all got here safely, and that's good, good. ”

"This is not the end, after all, the place you have demarcated is still on the front line. So we had to take a car, cross the Suez Canal, get there, and really let you see what you want. Rommel seemed a little regretful, but with a smile on his face, he spoke.

When the elderly Enrique heard "what he wanted", his eyebrows moved, and when he heard Rommel finish speaking, he turned around and pointed to the steamer behind him, and said: "A whole shipload of supplies is not on the military's account, and there are 10 such ships in the back, which is enough for you to launch an offensive." ”

"Then, in three days, I will invite you to watch a good show, a good show that will make you remember for the rest of your life. Rommel stopped talking nonsense and went straight back to his car, and his adjutant motioned for Enrique to get into the car with him, and then arranged the other people into several other cars, and this group of cars left Alexandria in a big way.

On the rocking car, Enrique put away his smile and looked at Rommel beside him: "Marshal, I heard that the Turkish front is not going well, and this defeat will not affect our upcoming business, right?"

Although the defeat in Turkey has not yet been publicly acknowledged by the German propaganda department, this kind of news is not very difficult to obtain for the elite of the upper echelons of society. After all, people like Enrique have their own intelligence channels, and even if they are not so pervasive, it is very easy to gather such information.

"That's why I'm asking you to provide me with an extra batch of arms. I don't know how you bought this material from Italy, but I'm going to use it to launch an offensive around Jerusalem. Rommel did not hide his plan of action: "I think the Third Reich has helped you regain lost territory in the last few days. ”

Enrique heard Rommel's assurance, nodded, and no longer questioned. After all, the whole world has almost made it clear that the US military in the Middle East is simply not capable of stopping the frontal attack of the German army. So as long as Rommel really attacked, then Enrique had reason to believe that this German field marshal was capable of helping the Jews retake their homeland.

The car shook, and both men fell silent. Outside the window, two obsolete German Crusader helicopters hovered low, escorting the luxurious convoy. On the endless straight road in the desert, a convoy of Mercedes-Benz cars kept moving forward.

From time to time, you could see convoys of transports stopping to rest, most of them Italian army trucks, naked and listlessly leaning in the shade of the cars, squinting at the German convoy passing in front of them.

It seemed to be a world of yellow sand, and the occasional passing telephone pole proved that the convoy was moving non-stop, and the monotonous rhythm made people drowsy, at least Rommel and Enrique, who had stopped talking, had closed their eyes, and their bodies swayed slightly with the swaying of the car.

"There's the Suez Canal in front of you, so if Mr. Enrique is interested, you can take a look. As he passed the pontoon bridge over the Suez Canal, Rommel suddenly spoke.

Enrique didn't fall asleep either, he opened his eyes and looked out the car window, he saw the battlefield where the black smoke had not completely cleared, and saw the boats clearing the river and picking up mines...... He also saw a long canal famous all over the world, at his feet.