In a high-intensity modern war in the midst of yellow sand, the logistical support of the troops is the fundamental guarantee for victory, and as long as there are sufficient materials and reserves, then even with a small number of troops, it is possible to launch an offensive and ensure the victory of the attack.

Rommel's Afrika Korps was well suited to launching local, skirmishes troops, mixing the armored forces in his hands into independent task forces, with a dozen tanks, dozens of trucks or armored vehicles as the core, and carrying companies and battalion-sized units to fight, disrupting the entire battlefield in a state of chaos.

He used these task forces to outflank and intersperse each other on both sides of the battlefield, and when the confusion was so inconvenient that command was inconvenient, Rommel then invested in elite armored forces to harvest the enemy forces that had lost their unified command with overwhelming superiority in firepower.

This style of play is very suitable for the German army, because in such a chaotic state, the superiority of the high-quality officers and men of the German grass-roots units can be brought into full play: they can temporarily change the direction of the attack, and even change the battle plan in partial coordination, in short, these grass-roots commanders will make up for the shortcomings of the battle plan according to the situation and expand the results of the battle to the greatest extent.

And in that chaotic state, if you want to compete with the battle-hardened German troops, as well as the ability to control and dominate the battlefield, this is undoubtedly to use your own shortcomings to attack the strengths of the German army, and the defeat is obvious.

Now, in the coastal town of Arish in the Middle East, several of Rommel's troops have been refueled, fresh water and ammunition ready. A unique offensive began.

Twenty 150 mm howitzers opened fire, raining shells on the positions of the Allied defenses, and the fortifications on both sides of the road were suddenly covered by explosions and fire. Whether it was the sound of artillery firing or the sound of shells in the distance, it was like a muffled thunder erupting near the horizon, which made the hearts of everyone who heard it palpitate.

If it weren't for the fact that the shells were not produced in his own factory, and if it weren't for the Führer's secret order to flex his muscles with these dishonest Jews, in fact there would have been no need to invest such terrible firepower in attacking such a forward position. On the Middle East front, most of the time: the German tanks directly attacked, and the Allied forward positions collapsed.

However, this time the investment was obviously very rewarding, because in front of the German field marshal in Rommel's headquarters, in front of the eyepiece of the artillery mirror, watching the flames in the distance, these Jews were obviously shocked and speechless.

They were horrified by what they saw, after all, not everyone had experienced such a terrible war. These Jews claimed to be God's chosen people, good at making money in business, and had a lot of money and wealth in their hands. It's a pity that they forgot that in the distant past, it was not the enemy's gold coins that drove them from their land, but the enemy's butcher's knife!

Now, with the passage of time, these Jews have no more money in their hands than they once were, and they boasted of their greatness and wealth, believing that they had enough gold to control the world. These people arrogantly believe that the time is ripe for their return to their countries, and that all nations will bow their heads and admit defeat in the face of great wealth.

But today they realized that they were wrong, and they were wrong. Because when the power of capital grows to the point where it can destroy the world, the power of the army, the other pillar of the state apparatus, has also grown like the devil and has become an even more terrible existence.

Artillery shells are smaller than before, but they hit farther and explode more violently; war horses have been replaced by tanks and automobiles, and the efficiency of killing people has increased by hundreds or thousands of times; for the first time, human beings have really fought in the sky and used the height to destroy their opponents; even the deep seabed has been covered with murderous weapons, devouring people's lives.

As long as humanity is willing, then the opponent's more powerful artillery shells and tanks can destroy their own flesh before capital money destroys the opponent's economic field. The great power of the Third Reich army was displayed to these Jews and taught them a terrible truth: even if the Jews were invincible in the world under reasonable circumstances, the little strength of the Jews was really not strong without reasoning.

"Marshal! I even suspect that there are no living people on the other side's position. Old man Enrique looked away from the gun mirror and turned to look at Rommel with a smile on his face. To be honest, Enrique, who had met Accardo at the beginning, did not take the marshal of the Third Reich in front of him seriously, because he definitely talked about the means of making money, and ten Rommel were not his opponents of Enrique.

But now Enrique has to put away his contempt. Because the facts have proved enough: although Rommel is not as invincible as him Enrique in the field of making money, but in the field of war, 10,000 Enrique is only enough for Rommel's troops to charge once.

Of course, this is what he thinks now, but when he saw the German armored vehicles and tanks charging on a straight horizon, he even dispelled this idea - even if he really prepared 10,000 men, he would not be able to withstand a German charge.

The formation of the Leopard tanks covering each other was close to perfect, and the distance between them had even been tempered before it took shape, and the infantry followed behind these steel monsters, bending over at angles full of experience and science, they were not close to the tanks, but they were not far away. Even such a simple distance has been drilled through countless offensive drills, and too close and too far will affect the efficiency of the attack.

The seemingly randomly placed machine-gun emplacement, which suppressed the enemy's fire point at the moment of fire, and tracer bullets flew in a straight line against the horizon, which was a feast for Rommel, filled with bloody fields of death that were different from those of the mall.

Unfortunately, most of the Jews in the room could not understand these things, and all they saw was tracer bullets from machine guns covering the opposite position, Stuka bombers howling and dropping bombs to level the hills, and tanks running through the trenches and breaking through the enemy lines.

The devastating force was shocking, and it was only when the news came back from the front that the troops had captured the city of Rafa that everyone began to rejoice that they had become allies with such an army. Even Enrique felt a sense of crisis in his heart that he didn't know where it came from, and he felt that if he hadn't sided with the Greater German Party, he would probably have been sent to a concentration camp by the soldiers in front of him.

"About 100 Allied prisoners were captured. Would you like to meet these poor people?" Rommel put down the phone in his hand, walked over to Enrique with a smile, and asked: "Within a few hours, my forward troops will be able to advance to Gaza City, which is only a few days away from Jerusalem. ”

"Thank God that in my lifetime I can really go back there and comfort our ancestors. Enrique closed his eyes and muttered words of gratitude, then he opened his eyes and looked at Rommel in front of him: "Then, please marshal, take care of it." ”

"No, we're just following the Führer's side, doing what we have to do for the arrival of a new world order. Rommel replied with a smile: "Then please come with me and meet the poor prisoners of war." After all, we need to find out what kind of defensive positions they have deployed in the vicinity. ”

Enrique smiled and waved his hand, and suddenly said something that had nothing to do with the current situation: "We got on board from Italy, and we heard some very strange news from the commercial channels that belonged to us there. I don't know if you've heard about the special villa of the Americans in Italy, marshal......"

Originally, Enrique didn't pay much attention to this kind of thing, and even when he was passing by, he heard some news, and he didn't intend to stir up the troubled waters of the Third German Reich and Italy. But now that his Jewish state was within reach, the old merchant with a deep presence in the city finally chose to completely side with the Third Reich.

He sold Mussolini directly, hoping to help Germany fight for a stable rear at this time, so that his Jewish state, which was backed by the tree of the Third German Reich, could go through the most dangerous early days of statehood.

Enrique did not want his country to be defeated in the war as soon as his country was established, and the Axis powers that supported him were defeated in the war - then he, the greatest contributor to the founding of the Jewish state, was likely to be ousted directly by Baulman of the United States. The fact that the fruits of victory were stolen is not good news for anyone.

Rommel heard Enrique mention the matter in Italy, smiled slightly and said very casually: "We are all in control of this matter, if the intelligence department of the Third Reich can't even find out the information you know, then Reinhardt and Gascoll don't mess around." ”

At the mention of these two great evil gods, the faces of several Jews present obviously changed, after all, General Gascoll was still a man in the army, and he was usually more restrained, and the actual commander-in-chief of the SS, Reinhardt, who was no different from the Grim Reaper, was a nightmare for all Germans.

If Army intelligence relied on the spies buried around the world more than a decade ago, the SS's all-pervasive killer was the terrible fanaticism of the members of the Greater German Party.

"Huh. Hearing the names of these two terrible people, Enrique could only squeeze out a smile and close his mouth in amusement.