On June 1, 1941, on the outskirts of Tripoli, North Africa

This is a barren Gobi, as desolate as most of Tripoli, but today, from early in the morning until noon, this area has been shrouded in thick smoke and dust, people neighing horses, machinery roaring, very terrifying, if it were not for the Noodle Country's colonial army to maintain order in the city, it is estimated that some people would think that the Britons have called again.

The new governor of the Noodle Country and commander of the North African Corps, Ettore? Admiral Bastico had a very unnatural smile on his face, and the reason was because of the unusually grand military parade being held here, the parade of the foreign division of the Hans North African Legion, the Hans actually recruited a whole ten divisions of indigenous divisions under their noses, with a total strength of more than 120,000 people, infantry, artillery, armored troops, and even aviation.

As for training? Compared to the native troops in his hands, it is definitely not comparable, but compared to the vast majority of the colonial troops in his hands, it is definitely more than that, if you add Hans's 7th Panzer Division and the attached air force, this force can already be abandoned and played at the card table with the British, F people, and Noodle people.

Ettore? Admiral Bastico was very sad to find that these parties on the card table seem to have the least amount of money, don't look at how many people there are in the North African Legion every day, but in fact, the number of troops he can mobilize is only 130,000 or 40,000, and most of them are equipped with miserable training colonial troops, for example, the army of the Ethiopian colony is equipped with a lot of Martini and Mauser 1971, machine guns and crank handles, just ask do you dare to think? But even that kind of machine gun is also counted in the number of technical weapons.

"Lieutenant General, your country promised to cooperate with our troops to counterattack the Pharaoh's country, I don't know how long it will take?" Ettore? Admiral Bastico asked Rommel beside him with a straight face, because of the great victory of the navy and air force, the Britons no longer have the ability to continue to launch ground attacks, and are now desperately building their so-called "western barrier" to block their attack.

How can it be? Rome, who had already achieved overwhelming naval and air superiority, was naturally going to take advantage of the victory, but he was looking forward to the parade in Alexandria. But the problem arises again, those capitalists in Rome are very happy to divide the oil interests of North Africa, but they are silent about increasing troops here, in fact, they can't be blamed entirely, the sea and air war in the Mediterranean has made the government's finances on the verge of bankruptcy, where is the ability to support him.

But if it is not good to make good use of the current situation, but it is not good, the Britons have suffered heavy losses, but the family has a solid foundation, if they can't seize the opportunity, it won't take long for the people to recover, not to mention other places, just a Tianzhu can provide a steady stream of soldiers to the British.

"Your Excellency, it will be done within this month, I am also waiting for supplies, spare parts, ammunition, spare parts, medicines, almost everything is missing." Rommel is still only a lieutenant general, right? Admiral Bastico naturally has to have the least respect, and what he said is not all pretext, don't look at him now that he looks strong and strong, but the Seventh Armored Division and the Air Force are not so rich, especially the Air Force, the frequency of sorties in the past few months is too high, all kinds of parts and components are in a state of shortage, even the planes that can fly are mostly in a state of illness, and the main structure of many aircraft has metal fatigue.

And Hans is about to launch a larger-scale offensive, before that, Rommel really doesn't want to make a fuss, everything has to wait for the Eastern European side to start, as for the Britons? What are you afraid of, as long as the plan of "drawing wages from the bottom of the kettle" can be implemented, it is not certain whether those Tianzhu troops in North Africa will listen to the British.

There are also the people of country F, obviously the navy and air force of country F have done it, but the army has been twisting and pinching, and until now it is reluctant to let the hundreds of thousands of troops in North Africa move, which always makes Rommel feel unsteady for a while, and the old marshal also secretly visited North Africa last month, and he can't help but think about it.

Rommel had been suggesting that the Prime Minister's Office continue to put pressure on the people of Country F, but the above obviously had other ideas, probably wanting to drag them together to participate in combat operations in Eastern Europe.

"We can't wait, if the Britons are allowed to build the 'western barrier', we will lose a lot." Ettore? Admiral Bastico said worriedly, there was no way, the ammunition and means of delivery in his hand were insufficient, and it was very difficult to smash the permanent fortifications made of concrete rails like the Britons.

He also wants to rely on the hundreds of thousands of troops in his hand to fight all the way to West Asia, and then it is best to directly threaten Tianzhu from there, and completely eliminate the possibility of a British counterattack, of course, this is only the best result, and it will definitely not be possible to rely on the little troops in his hands.

"Your Excellency, some of our 'friends' hope to gain a certain political status, do you think we can arrange some colonial positions for them?" Rommel pointed to the tribal chiefs on camels in the distance and asked, he could give the natives money, weapons, food, and even precious medicines, but he could not give them equal political status, and as for the promised Britons land, it was almost meaningless after all.

"Lieutenant General, this is not in accordance with the rules." Ettore? Admiral Bastico said with embarrassment that as a governor, it was not at all a matter to arrange some colonial duties, but he would definitely not do anything that was not beneficial. As an army general in the noodle country, at least you still have to be reserved.

"Five thousand tons of bald eagle flour, of the highest quality, I believe it will definitely make the boys feel the taste of home." Rommel smiled, the air marshal helped the North African Corps to contact a large number of supplies, the largest of which was food, and almost all of the flour he used to buy the local natives was this bald eagle flour.

"You have the 'Roma card' instant noodles in your hand, right?" Ettore? Admiral Bastico nodded slightly, and agreed to it, quite a lot, enough for his troops to eat for a few months.

"Your Excellency, I still have a million packets left in my hand, all of them are black pepper beef, do you think it's okay?" Rommel laughed and said, 5,000 tons of flour have been paid, and a million packets of instant noodles are nothing, the key is that he is really tired of eating that thing.

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