"Attack, attack!" a German company commander reminded his soldiers in a loud voice, quickly navigating the empty desert terrain. Groups of German soldiers, armed with their weapons and as spread out as possible, bent down and ran to the side of the sand dunes as fast as they could.

Behind them, two MG42 machine guns were roaring incessantly, and the bullets swept past the German soldiers and swept towards the British positions farther away, as they tried to suppress the enemy's fire points and reduce the casualties of their own soldiers. Still, soldiers fell, lying in the warm yellow sand, becoming part of nature.

The British positions were fronted by barbed wire and mines, and many soldiers were blown into the sky by the mines that had been planted as they ran. Some of them had their calves blown off by a landmine, and they fell to the ground holding the wound that only left their knees, calling out to the medics. However, it was obvious that the help of the medics during the attack was not in time for defense, and he was called for a long time, and no medics rushed to his side in the rain of bullets.

In the previous charge, most of the barbed wire had been removed by covering the sappers, but there were still many mines in the open area, and it depended on the luck of the attacking soldiers themselves. The combat is so ferocious that there is no beauty at all.

In the rear of the attack on the Germans, a regimental commander of the Wehrmacht was holding a field telephone and reporting the battle to his higher command: "Yes! The offensive is very difficult! I have already lost a company of troops here! Yes! The British have laid minefields...... I can't guarantee the speed of the attack, I'm sorry, sir, no one can ensure the smooth flow of the attack. ”

Three shells landed in an open field not far away a few seconds apart, making a deafening explosion. The sand drifted to the regiment headquarters with the wind, and several staff officers and the regiment commander himself were choked by the dust raised, and the voice on the phone could not be heard clearly.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem. He coughed as he slapped his steel helmet twice with his hand, shaking the dust off it: "Hey, hey, I can't hear clearly...... Okay, now it's okay! A few shells just landed nearby. Yes, I'm on the offensive, the casualty figures haven't been counted yet, the position is still in the hands of the British, the ammunition consumption on my side is a bit large, and the supply trucks haven't arrived yet. ”

Not far in front of him, a dozen German soldiers were knocked to the ground by British bullets as they ran, blood stained the desert red, wails and shouts filled the battlefield and were immediately buried by the sound of gunfire and shell explosions.

Run, rush through this clearing ruled by the Grim Reaper, that's the only thought. Listening to the wind whistling in my ears, listening to the sound of gunshots not far away, I hope that I will continue to run, not to be hit, not to be killed by bullets, it's as simple as that.

The German soldier who was running next to him was suddenly hit in the stomach by a bullet, he screamed and fell all his life, and the inertia of running made the person who fell to the ground have to roll forward twice before stopping, and the blood stained the sand under his body red in an instant, and was quickly dried by the temperature.

Ignoring the fallen comrade-in-arms next to him, in fact, no one can save others in this environment, and it is already God's mercy that he can survive, so don't waste the precious opportunity to live. Bending over and continuing to run forward, trying to rush into a place where you can cover your body as soon as possible, this is the only option to survive, turning back can only make the bullet hit you faster, but it cannot help the fallen person to do even the slightest thing.

The goal is to build a position in the sand dunes where you can stay, and then use fire to suppress the machine-gun positions of the British on the flank, covering more soldiers to break through the British lines, but who knows if there are other lines behind the lines, and who knows if there are other positions behind the positions?

Three paces away, two paces away, and seeing that the last step had been taken, the German grenadier swooped forward, rolling and crawling behind the dunes, the bullets hitting the sand above his head, and the splash of sand on his steel helmet clanged. Only a second later, another German soldier next to him lay on his back, huddled behind the dunes.

At this time, they had a chance to look at the hapless comrades behind them, some of them had fallen on the sand and had not moved, some of them were lying on the ground and shouting loudly for support, and some were rolling and wailing, begging the medics to save them.

Sadly, the battle continued, and no one was going to stop at this time, and the German soldiers who reached the attacking position began to check their weapons, and then, little by little, carefully touched the top of the sand dunes, aiming at their own target.

"Fire!" A hoarse voice sounded, with a gritted teeth of vengeance, and the German soldier's long guns and short guns spewed tongues of fire at the same time - the MG42 machine gun began to roar, the G43 semi-automatic rifle and the MP-44 assault rifle also began to pour ammunition, and even the Mauser 98K was not polite, and was also firing frantically.

The German firepower on the flanks was so fierce that it stunned the British at once, and more than a dozen British soldiers fell in response, and the executioners who had slaughtered others frantically just now became lambs to the slaughter. The home and away were instantly transposed, and the Germans finally achieved a certain advantage. Under the cover of fire, the remaining German soldiers began to continue to attack, more and more people entered the trenches of the British soldiers, the gunfire gradually thinned out, and another brutal battle was about to end, and countless casualties awaited treatment.

There was laughter and laughter on the battlefield, and the comrades who had fallen on the road just now seemed to be forgotten in an instant, people cheered that they could survive, everyone sorted out bullets and distributed supplies, only the medical soldiers were still busy, trying to make their own wounded soldiers die less, and find a way to make the other side's wounded die more. No one is here to fight for the right to survive a group of wounded Indians and New Zealanders, especially in North Africa, where medicine is scarce and valuable.

In the general headquarters of the German army, Rommel took over the list of losses of the front-line troops, and yesterday's attack caused him to lose 21 Leopard tanks, so in today's battle, the Germans did not invest more tanks to participate in the offensive, and still used infantry as the main offensive force. The casualty toll continued to remain high, and even the commanders of some of the main infantry units vaguely put forward their own ideas, hoping that the troops could be withdrawn to rest and recuperate.

The Germans were attacking the flanks of Alexandria from the south, as Rommel had planned, and even a roundabout attack at the farthest end was costing the German soldiers dearly. The British did not collapse at the touch of a button, as they had foreseen, but instead launched a fierce counterattack against the Germans with everything they could find.

"The attack on the south flank has been blocked by the British?" Rommel asked his chief of staff with a frown, he expected to run headlong into Montgomery's trap and then use the German army's advance preparations for a decisive battle, but he did not expect that even if he wanted to get into the trap, he would have to pay such a heavy price.

"Montgomery was much smarter than we expected, not only to prepare for a possible counterattack by Patton, but also to entangle our army, fatigue us, and create a more favorable situation for Patton. The chief of staff had just gotten out of the pile of logistics supplies that were in a hurry, stretched his waist and said: "Our army should withdraw from it, if it continues to be consumed like this, it will be useless to capture Alexander." ”

You must know that although Alexandria is an extremely important strategic target, it is not the end of the German army's advance, the real target of the German army is Cairo and the Suez Canal in the back, if too many troops are lost in Alexandria, then it will be difficult to seize the target behind, which is definitely not the result that the German high command wants to see.

The task assigned by Accardo to Rommel was not easy, compared to another time and space, Rommel did get several times as many resources, and even the Afrika Korps, which originally had only a few divisions, made Accardo a huge front army of more than two armies - but this force will not only be a fire brigade to wipe Mussolini's North African endgame, but its strategic task can be said to be an extremely important part of the entire German strategy.

Rommel's Afrika Korps was to march into Alexandria, then occupy Egypt, and eventually capture the vital Suez Canal, crushing the Anglo-American forces in Africa. Germany would then join forces with Italy and Turkey into the Middle East, where it would prop up a new pro-German state, Israel, and fulfill the promise of the Greater German Party to the Jews.

Controlling the Middle East, making friends with Israel, and exerting influence on India and the Indian Ocean farther away through the Middle East, and finally achieving the goal of ending the war and integrating Europe to dominate the world is one of Accardo's established national policies, and if it fails, it will have a very bad impact on the future of the entire Third Reich.

Therefore, Rommel, who knew Accardo's far-reaching strategic goals, knew that he could not be defeated, nor could he waste his strength prematurely on meaningless positional warfare. He closed the damage report in his hand, raised his head and carefully looked at the war zone map hanging in front of him, and pondered without saying a word, trying to figure out a way to get the best of both worlds.

"Take another regiment of tanks on top! Take down the flanks and threaten Alexander!" In the end, he made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said his order: "I must lure Patton to a decisive battle with me in Egypt, otherwise it will be more difficult for him to destroy him after he retreats to the Nile or Suez!"

"Now that you've made up your mind, I'm going to prepare, and my 7th Infantry Corps will open as many gaps in the Montgomery Line as possible to bring victory to you!" General Frederick commanded Rommel's most elite grenadiers, and his appearance would mark the beginning of the battle and the decisive battle.

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The day of the leave is made up, and there is no debt! Long Ling is here to ask for a monthly pass, ask for a recommendation ticket, and everyone should not lose the leaves and eggs.