Under the scorching sun, in the wilderness of Libya. If the fierce battle on the Eastern Front represents the bloodiest and most desperate course of war, everything here smells of primitive desolation. But this is the place where the future can be, because it has been proven to be rich in oil.

On an oil field built in the desert, huge machinery is swinging back and forth, and the nameplate of the equipment, which has been warmed by the sun, is engraved with neat lines of German words, indicating that the equipment comes from the German Reichsneft Industrial Company.

The company is an energy company owned by the White Lanhua Group, which is responsible for finding and developing oil in Libya. Apparently they have found oil in the past and have found a way to extract it. Although Libya's infrastructure is very limited, with the stimulus of oil as a resource, nothing is a problem.

In the beginning, Italy and Germany cooperated to exploit these oil resources, and soon an oil pipeline was built, which stretched all the way to Tunis. Later, the oil was used directly in the North African theater, and the Germans began to build oil processing plants in Tobruk and other places. Although the quality of gasoline and other products produced is not high, it is much better than that of the Germans who switched from coal to oil.

With this small oil factory, the Axis saved a lot of ships in the Mediterranean, and these saved ships began to transport more ammunition and weapons. Never before had Axis transport been so smooth that the whole Mediterranean had become an inland lake for the entire Axis powers, and apart from the occasional interference laid by British submarines with a few mines, it was no different from peacetime.

As the early oil extraction process continued, more and more equipment and experts poured into Libya from Italy and Germany, and everything here was still in the primitive stage of exploitation compared to Romania, which was the easiest stage to produce miracles and the easiest to make people rich, so everyone rushed to this land with good intentions to pan for the first pot of gold.

Of course, compared to the distant Baku and the war-torn Middle East, it also has a unique geographical advantage, once the oil fields here are exploited on a large scale, then the whole of Europe will have another stable and safe oil supply station.

This is also a huge temptation for Italy itself. The main reason for Mussolini's vacillation was that German technologists claimed that Italy's colony Libya had oil reserves, and the amount was not low -- since Italy had enough resources to develop after the war, what kind of war should it fight? With this in mind, some high-ranking Italian officials, including Mussolini, began to study the possibility of Italy withdrawing from the war.

Not all countries want to expand their interests by aggression, at least when they are inferior in combat to others, Italy has moved its own crooked minds. Mussolini hoped that at a critical juncture, Italy would become another Switzerland, making money on both sides of the country.

Next to a drilling well that has already been built, dozens of workers from Germany, many of whom have participated in the construction of small Austrian oil fields, are busy in full swing, and have come here to better extract Libyan oil.

They have been working for more than ten days in a row, and most of their work during this time has been fruitless, after all, Libya is too vast, and not all exploration and search will be rewarded accordingly. Accardo only knew that there was oil in Libya, but he really couldn't remember exactly where it was. I vaguely remember that it was south of the port of Brega, not far from Raslanóf.

Thankfully, after some effort, they were able to identify a location for oil production, and they couldn't estimate how much reserves there were. It's a huge oil field, and at least for now, it's on par with the oil fields in Romania.

In order to extract oil as soon as possible, not only skilled workers, survey technicians, and even mining equipment, the Germans have helped Italy prepare, and the Bailanhua Group has taken out a large amount of materials to build oil storage facilities and refineries in port cities such as Benghazi.

Everything is for today's moment, and it would be absolutely self-deceptive to say that you are not nervous. These workers and several engineers in charge of drilling are nervously debugging the oil well little by little, hoping to see a surprising scene in a few minutes.

As the minutes ticked by, no one spoke, and everyone nervously watched the drilling wells that were constantly working, hoping to see the oil gushing out in the next second. If the field had projected reserves and could be increased to Romania's capacity, the Axis would immediately be able to shed its oil-poor hat and become a fully self-sufficient alliance in oil.

I said, "Team leader...... Should...... It's about to get oily, right?" a **** worker with his upper body, while wiping the sweat on his forehead with his hands, anxiously asked the middle-aged skilled worker who was also wearing only a hat and shirtless in shorts.

The worker, with his resolute angular beard, looked unusually calm, but at this time he also pursed his lips and did not speak, and with a pair of deep eyes, he looked up at the drilling well above his head waiting to be sprayed. Obviously, he is also very nervous now, because at this time he is not as confident as usual.

Suddenly, he felt the ground tremble beneath his feet, and then his eyes widened. As expected, the Führer did indeed contain a large amount of oil reserves. With this slight shock, everyone became nervous.

There was a roaring sound from the ground, and the rumbling sound seemed as if something was about to break through the shackles and gush out, and soon black liquid erupted from the oil well, and these oil resources, which were more precious than gold, appeared so suddenly in everyone's eyes.

"Oh my God, it's oiling, it's oiling!" a female staff member screamed with excitement, and she hugged the male worker covered in oil next to her, kissing frantically as if she were a couple who had been in love for a long time. Of course, everyone knows that they all have their own families in their distant homeland in Germany, and no one will take today's events seriously, but no one can forget such an exciting moment.

"Yes, finally let us find it! Finally let us get out!" a bespectacled man whispered excitedly, wiping tears from his eyes, "God, our efforts have finally paid off...... God, I'm so excited. ”

"Quick! Send a telegram to Bai Lanhua's headquarters! Hurry! Use the latest password! Oh my God! We have made a fortune! We are about to become heroes of the motherland!" The middle-aged man at the head finally said his first sentence in such a long time. Probably because he was so excited that he kept waving both hands as he spoke.

The workers got busy, cleaned up the wells, and began to produce the precious oil, while the officials in charge ran to the tents behind them, where their radio stations were located, to deliver the good news to the German mainland, thousands of miles away.

Libya's oil production capacity is beginning to expand and will more than double. This good news is enough to get the whole country excited, and the empire's economy will be even better. This oil field will act as a booster to inject new strength into the Empire's wars, so that the Empire's war on the Eastern Front will finally lead to victory.

He took out the transmitter, connected the power cord of the diesel generator, and waited for the speed of the generator to stabilize, and then he began to press the mark on the code book with a slightly trembling hand and send the contents.

"My Führer!" an officer knocked on the door of his office, and then entered the room with an answer, and stood in the doorway, waiting for Accardo to raise his head from the official letter, and then raised his hand in salute: "News from Libya." ”

This is undoubtedly good news, Accardo was stunned for a moment, and then inexplicably happy: "News from Libya? So, there is progress in oil exploration and exploitation over there?"

The officer nodded hurriedly, then walked to Accardo's desk and put the telegram on the Führer's desk: "My Führer, the telegram says that another oil field in Libya has begun to produce oil on a large scale, and in less than a week, our oil production there can be more than doubled." ”

Accardo certainly knew what it meant to be more than doubled, meaning that Libyan oil could finally support Rommel's North African operations while starting to feed back to the European continent. With this oil field, the Third Reich will no longer have to worry about the shortage of fuel, and tens of thousands of tanks and tens of thousands of planes will be able to start without any scruples and completely destroy those stubborn enemies.

"Great! more than double...... So, are the oil pipelines to the port of Brega and the transport roads completed?" Accardo muttered, then raised his voice and asked Speer, the head of the industrial department, who was sitting next to him.

"This is for your wife, Madam Mercedes, my Führer. Speer made a rare joke: "Needless to say, you should also know that just investing in Libya, my Führer, you are now Germany's leading super-rich." ”――

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