Chapter 248: The Fox Debuts

31 January 1941, Tripoli, Liby

The port of Tripoli has been controlled by the 7th Panzer Division, and the soldiers have all completed disembarkation and are resting in a very orderly manner, and the troops are scattered throughout the port area in battalions and companies, eating, dressing, maintaining weapons, and waiting for the heavy equipment to be hoisted and disembarked.

When the equipment is ready, the troops will either defend in a battle formation and take over the vanguard, or they will go to the designated place to defend according to the orders of their superiors. By the time the last armored vehicle was lifted off the freighter, the 7th Panzer Division had already controlled all of Tripoli.

To say that the current Noodle Country still has at least 30,000 combat troops in Tripoli, if you add those logistics personnel, police and a small number of colonial troops, the total strength should be more than 50,000, and it is a well-equipped and well-trained 50,000 people, but such a force did not make any response when the 7th Armored Division took over the defense of Tripoli.

The most ridiculous thing is the armored regiment of a noodle country, because the regiment commander thought that the Britons had called, so he took the big and small officers to the gate of the barracks with the equipment catalog and surrendered, so that Lieutenant Hans, who came to the alert, was dumbfounded, I have a reconnaissance company with only a few light armored vehicles, and you have a fully equipped armored regiment, surrender? What do you throw?

After taking control of Tripoli, a tank regiment of the 7th Panzer Division officially entered the city of Tripoli under the leadership of the division commander Rommel, compared to the Noodle Country army that was frightened by the British, the neat military appearance and powerful equipment of the 7th Panzer Division made the eyes of the citizens of Tripoli light up, and everyone suddenly felt that they did not need to prepare to welcome the British, this is the troops of Hans's 7th Panzer Division that drove the Britons into the sea.

Without the organization of the government, and without rehearsals, the people of Tripoli flocked to the streets to spontaneously welcome the Hans army, countless flowers and silk scarves were thrown at the slowly advancing troops, and the citizens who were close also handed all kinds of food, tobacco and alcohol to the soldiers, and the most exaggerated was that a local uncle actually threw a leg of mutton that was roasting in his kitchen onto the tank, thanks to the commander on the turret wearing a steel helmet, otherwise this leg of mutton would have been sent away.

Rommel sat in an open-top car, very calmly signaled to the citizens on both sides, even if there were two shootings by British undercover personnel during the period, there was no way to stop Rommel's footsteps, his calmness and composure allowed the citizens of Tripoli to see General Hans's calm and fearless for the first time, which was in stark contrast to their impression of the Noodle Nation army.

From beginning to end, Rommel did not pay attention to the high-ranking officials of the noodle country, after the entrance ceremony, a regiment of armored troops passed through the city and passed through the Siirt Basin, and his 7th Panzer Division rushed to Libi country, on the one hand, to give the Noodle Country courage, on the other hand, to protect the Siirt Basin, he also got the information before departure, the empire actually found a super large oil field in the Siirt Basin, a super large oil field enough to meet the needs of the empire.

As the commander of the 7th Armored Division, he knows too well the importance of oil to this war, don't look at the invincible armored forces of the Empire, but in fact, the logistics system that supports the huge mechanized troops of the Empire is supported by millions of mules, horses and even donkeys, the reason is naturally not that the Empire does not have enough vehicles, but that they do not have enough fuel in their hands, in order to solve this situation, the Empire even planted castor beans on a large scale in the vast occupied areas, and what biofuel should be engaged in to make up for the shortage of coal-to-chemical oil.

But now the empire has oil fields, not in the distant Caucasus, not in the chaotic Balkans, but in northern Africa, in the colonies of the allies, the three main countries of the Axis, everyone is short of oil, and they are still very short, and once they have oil, they can immediately let themselves go.

Now the question is whether this oil field can be controlled, and whether it can be transported back to Europe after controlling the oil field, the Prime Minister's Office urgently transferred him to North Africa, the purpose is to control this oil field, not in a hurry, the British army is already very close to the Siirt Basin, if it is not for the Britons who do not know that there are oil fields there, it is estimated that the Siirt Basin will be occupied at this time.

Not to mention that after blindly disembarking from the ship, the Prime Minister's Office also told him that the Air Marshal himself was in the Siirt Basin, and there were only more than 1,000 Air Force armed personnel around him, and he didn't even have an armored car or a cannon in his hand, what is this? This is a proper gift of heads, okay?

If it weren't for the fact that it didn't make much sense to go alone, Rommel would have wanted to take the Crane transport plane attached to the 7th Panzer Division to the Siirt Basin.

In the evening, Rommel finally saw a little fire on the horizon from afar, and there was no need to think about it, it was the flame of the refinery's exhaust gas, but why was this flame a little small, and was the refinery's distillation tower too widely distributed? Didn't you say that an oil field had just been discovered? How did even the refinery be built?

It wasn't until he got closer to Rommel that he realized that these so-called oil refineries were small "oil refineries" run by one or two air force soldiers with three or five locals, well, if this large pressure cooker could also be called an oil refinery.

"General, welcome to the Siirt Basin!" When the car stopped at the field airfield, a big fat man covered in oil greeted him enthusiastically, so frightened that the guards raised their submachine guns in their hands. Or did Rommel stop them in time, because this guy's voice was too familiar, and when he looked closely, who was not the air marshal?

"Your Excellency Marshal, Rommel reports to you with the 7th Panzer Division!" Rommel jumped out of the barrel car and saluted the air marshal very respectfully.

"General, don't be inhibited, I'll show you something good." The air marshal was very excited to give Rommel a bear hug, and then pulled Rommel to a row of oil drums, which he had been studying just before Rommel came.

"Your Excellency Marshal, this is gasoline, high-grade gasoline!" Just by opening the lid of the oil drum and smelling it, he confirmed that it was a high-grade gasoline, and that it might even be of better quality than the Bald Eagle imports.

Due to the limitations of coal-to-oil technology, the most commonly used gasoline for Hans is No. 70, which has many impurities, is not strong, and has great damage to the vehicle.

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