"You deserve a medal. Seeing the wreckage of an Anglo-French plane burning on the river embankment not far away, Rommel said to the young commander of the 88-millimeter cannon beside him.

"We just did everything we could to fire at the enemy. The young officer scratched his head embarrassedly and said shyly.

As he spoke, an off-road vehicle stopped not far away, and several officers got out of the car and walked over. One of them was the staff officer who had left an hour earlier.

"General, your military headquarters have crossed the river, and they are looking for you everywhere. The staff officer said as he patted the dust off his body.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, brave soldiers. Good luck. Rommel turned back and said hello to a few of his new friends, then turned and walked a few steps, then turned back and took a precious picture of the soldiers with his camera on his chest.

After he finished the photo, he shook the camera in his hand at the soldiers, and said with a smile: "If you don't object, I will autograph this photo and send it to the newspaper office of the Grodeutsche Zeitung." ”

With that, he jumped into the open-top off-road vehicle amid the cheers of the soldiers, and drove away with several officers in the car. Along with this off-road vehicle, there were several trucks full of supplies and equipment, which were all military supplies of the 7th Panzer Army.

"It's not just our own credit that we've been able to move so fast. Rommel was deeply impressed by witnessing the battles of other arms: "I think the people of Germany should also remember their merits." ”

He was right, in order to ensure the speed of the German armoured advance, the pilots of the Stuka bombers rested for only 15 minutes each time they returned - this was the time they waited for the ground crews to reload the planes before they took off again to destroy the enemy units that had gathered in an attempt to counterattack.

The German sappers were a marvel of engineering, unloading tons of equipment from trucks and trailers with improvised equipment and assembling them as quickly as possible. It took only 38 minutes for troops of an engineering battalion to attach a steel cable across the wide river and secure the barge. They worked frantically and sweated in the cold river water, and finally completed the erection of the pontoon bridge in time.

On the other hand, the logistics forces are frantically squeezing their transport capacity, and they use wire to tie the vegetable baskets unloaded from the front of the bicycle to the outside of the truck, and transport dozens of barrels of gasoline at a time. Even the communications corps was required to carry two more barrels of gasoline on their motorcycles to ease the logistical supply pressure. Behind the tanks in the rear, several barrels of gasoline for backup were stacked to ensure that the entire army could advance for hundreds of kilometers even if it was detached from supplies in the process of continuous advance.

And the infantry who were unscathed, carrying heavy ammunition, rifles and steel helmets on their backs, staggered through the ice and snow with their sleeves rolled, often overnight, marching dozens of kilometers a day just to cover the fragile flanks and rear of the German armored forces.

These units contributed to the glorious achievements of the German armored forces, they were not taken seriously and were not talked about, but they did contribute to the German victory, and they were an important part of the invincible and powerful German army.

"General, a few minutes ago, our forward reconnaissance unit exchanged fire with the French, and we broke through their lines with several thousand prisoners. The staff officer smiled lightly, agreeing with Rommel's opinion, and then he handed Rommel a piece of information, pointed to the text on it and said: "The French have no intention of fighting and are retreating on a large scale. ”

"Don't set up camp!" Rommel waved his hand as the car swayed, pointed to the map on his lap, and said to his staff officers and officers: "Let's get here as soon as possible, and when we stop and rest in a while, you go to the command car behind you and send a telegram to the armored troops in front of you, telling them not to stop and continue the attack!

"Contact the 3rd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 2nd SS Panzer Division and ask them what they are doing? They should have captured this village half an hour ago, but they still haven't moved!" he said to an officer sitting in the front row of the SUV, "If they encounter resistance, ask them to explain the strength and equipment of the other side, so that I can support them." ”

"I see. The officer nodded.

"Give me the radio. He beckoned to the signal corpsmen in the third platoon: "The channel is transferred to the regimental headquarters of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st SS Panzer Division." ”

The soldier immediately handed Rommel the headset and the microphone, grabbed it, put one to his ear, and then grabbed the intercom and began to call: "I'm L, I'm L, A, please talk back, please talk back." ”

"Long live the Führer. This is Command A, and we're on the offensive front. The voice of the commander of the 2nd Regiment of the 1st SS Panzer Division came over the headphones.

"I order you to keep on the offensive! I will arrive at your headquarters in an hour and a half! When I arrive at you in the afternoon, your troops must rest in the village of Correa, and you must get there, no matter how many French troops are in front. ”

"Yes, I'll keep going, but you'll have to help me get in on with the fuel. The commander of the 1st regiment over there said with a smile: "It is impossible for my men to push the tank forward." ”

"Chief of Staff, contact our supply detachment and send fuel to the 1st Regiment!" Rommel said loudly to the chief of staff beside him, seeing that the chief of staff nodded, he continued to say to the intercom: "There is no problem with the fuel matter, your troops continue to keep attacking!"

After saying that, Rommel threw away his headphones and pointed to the fork in the road in front of him: "Stop." ”

The car and the truck behind stopped, and Rommel looked at his officers and said, "Go and get down to business! The task I just gave you!" Then wait for me at the regimental headquarters of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd SS Panzer Division, and I will go upstream to see how the grenadiers are crossing the river. ”

"General, there are scattered French troops around here! You can't risk it. His chief of staff said with a frown.

"So I've got the guards with me!" Rommel pointed to the only guard in the car with a spear, who looked at his general and then at the chief of staff in embarrassment, not daring to speak.

"You and you! Get in the car and follow the general!No matter what happens, bring him back safely!" Two soldiers with G43 rifles were found in the truck behind, and the chief of staff reluctantly agreed to Rommel's decision.

The car was soon moving again, and at the fork in the road, Rommel's car rushed down the main road and headed for the nearby forest path, towards another pontoon bridge upstream where the smoke was billowing upstream.

Soon, the 2nd Battalion of the 2nd Regiment of the 3rd Panzer Division of the SS lost contact and was recovered, and they were blocked on the road by a herd of cows from local residents. No one would have imagined that what 5,000 French soldiers had failed to do by laying out defensive lines along the river would be done by 20 stubborn cows.

The final solution is laughable. The SS battalion commander took out all the cash and handed it to the owner of the cows, and then, to the cries of the Frenchman, gave the order to open fire and kill all the cattle, and the battalion's tanks were able to move on.

"Our troops have advanced to their appointed positions, driven a squad of French defenders out of the village, and are now preparing to move on. The battalion commander reported the situation over there and continued with his troops.

At the other crossing, Rommel was extremely slow to cross the river because of confusion and a No. 3 assault gun stuck in the mud on the riverbank. Rommel's arrival changed the situation. He immediately jumped out of the car and took his guards to help push the tank, and it was not until he got out of the big hole in the mud that the captain who shouted slogans to direct the cart recognized his general.

Then Rommel, covered in mud, stood at the head of the pontoon bridge and directed the traffic, sloppy like a big-headed soldier. But the traffic miraculously resumed, the troop cars and armored vehicles rumbled across the pontoon bridge, and the soldiers on all these transports saluted Rommel and shouted Long live the Führer.

The 7th Panzer Corps' river crossing continued, Rommel and his men left in a hurry, and when the last 7th Panzer Corps vehicle crossed the pontoon bridge, they were a full 45 minutes ahead of schedule.

When Rommel arrived at the headquarters of the 1st Regiment of the 2nd SS Panzer Division in Correa by car, everyone was stunned by the general's risky behavior, and he had a wound on his face, which, according to himself, was caused by the shelling of the French troops, and a shrapnel cut his cheek.

And in his car, there were two French prisoners. The two men were routed by the Germans on the river embankment, and the two of them hid in the woods, hoping to escape back to the area controlled by the French army. However, their luck was not good, and in the process of escaping, they were discovered by Rommel and brought with them.

After a simple bandage, Rommel once again stood on the dangerous front line, personally commanded the tanks of the 1st Regiment to defeat the attack of the French infantry trying to retake the village, he personally drove the tank, and once again he was almost hit by a shell, the shock caused by the explosion at close range caused his eye socket to hit the commander's periscope, and when he got out of the car, he had to bandage his eyebrow bone and the corner of his eye again.

"Our General Rommel is everywhere! Therefore we will win!" wrote one captain in his diary: "God has sent a great general to save Germany, and we are proud of him!"

Long Ling has taken a social exam in the past two days, so because the preparation for the exam is out of order, I am here to compensate everyone who supports Long Ling. I'm sorry! In a few days, the dragon spirit will break out to make amends for everyone! In addition, take the opportunity of this nonsense to dare to kneel down and beg for a monthly pass and subscription again! I hope you don't spit on it.