Accardo looked silent after receiving the report, to be honest, the tactics used by Rommel this time can be regarded as a practice, practicing how to break through the enemy's well-fortified fortifications with superior firepower. Rommel made full use of all the firepower he could find, and devised a very coordinated tactic to match it.

Rommel was a general who attached great importance to the development of firepower, and should not be thought that he was just a stunned young man who dared to fight, and his quick breakthroughs and roundabouts were all bold attacks based on suppressive firepower, rather than using soldiers to attack the opponent's defense. He once famously said that no matter how small the caliber of the weapon is, no matter how few weapons there are, they must be used to support the infantry attack. This sentence reflects his personal opinion and also proves his attacking habits from one side.

Now, Rommel's artillery caliber can be said to be the largest in the world, the Italian Navy and the French Navy's large-caliber giant guns are within his range of mobilization, and now his artillery is far more than his opponents, just on the sea, there are more than 200 guns of battleships and cruisers, not counting the bombers of the German and Italian air forces in North Africa, and the number of tanks in Rommel's hands is more than 1,000.

With such fire support, Rommel is no longer a cunning desert silver fox, but has evolved into a fierce desert tiger. The so-called smart cunning is just a helpless move under the pressure of material shortages and logistical tensions.

There is an old Chinese saying that "those who are good at fighting have no great achievements." This means that a truly warlike general does not have outstanding military exploits. Because people who are good at fighting tend to be well prepared in the early stage and force their opponents to give up their provocations, and if a war starts, these generals can often create a situation in which they can give their own side the advantage of fighting more and fighting less, so their military exploits look very ordinary, and there is nothing to boast about.

Rommel did not have flashy detours and strange intersperses this time, nor did he frantically storm the defensive positions of the British army. His attack was simple and short, and again and again, like a great hammer, striking at the already fragile lines of the British defenders. He did not intend to show off his command art, but on the premise of reducing casualties and preserving strength, he played the classic battle of the First World War.

This combat report from North Africa is very detailed, including Rommel's combat deployment in Africa, as well as the troops' ammunition and fuel surpluses. Because the password has just been changed, these core secrets have also been transmitted to the wolf's den in the first time.

The report shows that as Rommel's forces were embedded in Tobruk's core defenses like a wedge, the Italian and French navies were increasingly precise in their shelling. The defense of the British became more and more difficult, and on the contrary, the losses of the troops in Rommel's hands were not as unacceptable as expected.

Accardo put down the telegram and report in his hand, raised the corners of his mouth, and gently hummed a country tune in the Ruhr industrial area. His fingers tapped lightly on the report, beating his tune. At this moment, he was in a very good mood, and from this report from afar, he saw the growth of Rommel and the maturity of a general who was in charge of himself.

Rommel was a little more calm than when he first went to Africa, which was definitely a good thing for Accardo. With Rommel in Africa, he can safely compete with Stalin on the Eastern Front, see who is killing the world, and see if the world is really bound to become the dominant power of the United States.

Thinking of this, Accardo stopped, stood up, walked to the window, looked out the window at the small courtyard, and felt the cool breeze brought to him by the Polish forest. He could hear the chirping of the lark, a sound so carefree that Accardo seemed to forget all his worries. He stood by the window and listened quietly, not even noticing that Anna had walked in.

"Honey, what are you thinking?" Anna put down the text in her hand, as well as the coffee she had taken for Accardo, and called out softly to her lover. She originally wanted to stay with Mercedes, after all, it was not good for the two of them to leave Berlin and leave behind a Mercedes who had just given birth to a child at this time.

However, Mercedes was very generous and asked Anna to follow Accardo to the Eastern Front to protect the Führer's safety. But everyone knows in their hearts that this is just a superficial statement, and everyone knows what it really is.

"I'm thinking about the battle in North Africa, I don't know how it went, after all, it's the 6th day, the intelligence shows that Patton and his 8th Army in Egypt have disappeared, obviously Montgomery and Patton's troops are gathering towards Tobruk, I'm worried about whether Rommel's side can capture Tobruk first. Accardo looked out the window and didn't look back, and replied directly.

Anna walked behind Accardo and stretched out a pair of jade hands, pressed them on Accardo's shoulders, and gently kneaded them. The strength in her hands was much greater than that of ordinary women, so Accardo felt a soreness: "What are you worried about? General Rommel has a large army of more than 100,000 in his hands, and he is afraid that he will not be able to win the battle against tens of thousands of Indians?"

"Anna, before the news of victory, no matter how obvious the advantage, can suffer defeat. While enjoying the massage of the beautiful woman, Accardo said: "Send a telegram to Rommel in a moment, it seems that Barton is going to fight us in Tobruk, in that case, Rommel should be ready!"

Rommel also tried his best to take Tobruk, and by the time Accardo sent the message, the fighting here in North Africa had been going on for six days, and Rommel had only advanced one or two kilometers each time, and then he stopped and fought steadily, and he used the armor in his hand cautiously, and put in the infantry little by little. And the whole of Tobruk has been blown up by the artillery of the Italian Navy, and even some core facilities have been destroyed beyond recognition.

"General, with all due respect, if we continue to fight like this, even if we capture Tobruk, it will be useless here. "The commander of the 1st Italian Army, General Garibaldi, stood by Rommel's side with a frown, his troop losses were indeed negligible, but Rommel's shelling seemed to destroy the whole of Tobruk, not to open a gap.

He saw that Rommel did not mean to speak, so he pointed to the less detailed topographic map as he spoke, and pointed to the various fortifications built by Italy on it, and continued: "Tobruk has four desalination systems, which can provide a large amount of fresh water. And there is an improvised repair shop here that repairs tanks...... General, blowing them all up is not good for us who are about to occupy this place. ”

"I didn't bomb the core area, what are you afraid of?" Rommel put down the telescope in his hand, patted the sand on his knees, and said to Garibaldi: "Don't worry, I'm also interested in the things on the opposite, so I won't destroy them lightly." ”

After saying that, he smiled and beckoned to his chief of staff. By the time the staff officer came over, a 150 mm howitzer position just not far away was ordered to open fire. The deafening sound turned the conversation of several people into shouting, but Rommel still did not mean to wait: "You, send a telegram to the commander of the 17th Division! Let his troops slow down the 1st Division of the Italian 1st Army, and the 1st Italian Division will rest on the spot!"

"Yes, sir!" the staff officer saluted, and ran to the armored command vehicle on the other side.

"General, my troops can continue to fight, and if necessary, we can even attack another 2 kilometers to cover your armored forces to storm the core defensive positions of Tobruk. Garibaldi clearly did not want to waste any more time on the ruins, and he impatiently urged Rommel to speed up his attack so that he could capture this important fortress on the map in the next few days.

Rommel waved his hand, chuckling and striking his trademark expression. As he walked to his convertible, he said to General Garibaldi, who was following him: "Dear General Garibaldi, it is our established tactic to take turns and ensure the rest of each army, and this cannot be changed. ”

He stepped into the car with one foot and turned around: "I need to get a fully integrated North African regiment after this battle, since the Italian troops are not ready for battle, then I will personally train your men to learn how to fight, at least how to fight with the armies of the Third Reich." This is very important for the battles that we have to go through in the future. ”

"So I'm asking for a few more hours!" Garibaldi replied, frowning.

"No, General, your troops need to rest!" Rommel boarded the car, and the two wheeled armored vehicles responsible for protecting him followed, and for a moment the sand flew and the surrounding area was dusty.

"General Rommel! Intelligence indicates that Patton's forces are rapidly advancing here. IMHO, if we continue to fight like this, it is likely that we will not be able to take Tobruk, and we will be driven away from the area by Patton's reinforcements. Garibaldi tried to convince Rommel to speed up the offensive at one end.

"Who said we were going to take Tobruk?" Rommel put one hand in his pocket and touched the telegram from the High Command in his pocket, which was the Führer's supreme instruction, and this instruction made Rommel very excited.

The telegram read: "Order your troops, besiege the city and send reinforcements, and after inflicting heavy losses on the American and British forces, give up Tobruk." Get ready for the next phase of the operation. ”