In the sandy North African battlefield, a team of armored troops was resting in the shadow of a small mountain col.

Hu Rentian wore toad glasses that could cover half of his face, and only wore a tight vest on his upper body, climbed from the carriage to the roof of the car, lit a cigar and swallowed twice: "Xiaobai, bring a bottle of water, Lao Tzu is dying of thirst." ”

Li Bai walked by, raised his hand and threw a bottle of water, Hu Rentian didn't look at it, stretched out his hand to catch it, unscrewed the cap and poured down most of the bottle.

"Save some drink, this is a desert, and water is more precious than gold."

Li Bai couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart when he saw the speed at which Hu Rentian was drinking, he was mainly responsible for logistics and supply in this steel torrent team.

Hu Rentian wiped a handful of water stains from the corners of his mouth, whistled and said, "The unit we ran away yesterday is the desert fox Rommel that Mr. Zhou said?" It's just that~ I think their tanks are inferior to ours in terms of speed and armor thickness, even if they are fighting head-on, Lao Tzu is not afraid. ”

"Don't underestimate the enemy, yesterday we were in the dark, they were in the light, and we were fighting on the flank, but even so, the enemy retreated quite resolutely, without dragging the mud and water, which can also see the resolute side of its commander, and what can be specially mentioned by Mr. Zhou will not be a mediocre hand, or be careful to sail a ship for ten thousand years."

Hu Rentian grinned and said: "I'm afraid of him, our armored unit is conducting hellish training, the terrifying hellish march in Las Vegas is still vivid, although the desert in North Africa is bigger than there, but I think the danger is far less serious than imagined." ”

Li Bai interrupted him and said: "That's because Mr. Zhou has already thought about everything for us in advance, and the training we did is all for this war, and we have already figured out the combat habits of that Rommel, Mr. Zhou also said that there is a big difference between books and actual combat, and it can't be limited to information on paper. ”

"Of course Lao Tzu knows how to adapt to the situation, Xiaobai, why do you look like a mother-in-law? No wonder you can't get a wife until now, do you say you like men? ”

"You're ......!"

Li Bai was so angry with him that he was speechless for a while, and then simply stomped his feet and turned around to ignore this rough man.

"I have nothing to say to the two of you, you can drip as much as you like, and don't smear me everywhere, I will get married when I go back after this battle!"

"Ahh~~ The little hairy child has a temper? Hey, hey, hey~ I can't make any jokes. ”

Hu Rentian put the cigar into his mouth again and took two sips gently, enjoying it with a look of enjoyment.

At this moment, the scout in charge of the guard quickly slid down from a mound and ran a few steps: "Brother Tian, I saw a mobile force, judging from the degree of dust raised, there were at least ten armored vehicles above light, and no less than ten light tanks. ”

"What? Not again? ”

Hu Rentian snuffed out the cigar and stuffed the rest into a bag like a treasure and put it in his pocket.

Standing on top of the tank, he took the telescope handed by his subordinates, looked in the direction he pointed, and sure enough, he saw a group of armored troops on the horizon not far away, drawing a long line of sand and dust.

"Physically, it doesn't look like the German army, it's the Italian fascist troops on dog days! Are they acting so alone? Don't hide behind the Nazis' butts anymore? Hehe~~ These two groups must have a conflict. ”

Hu Rentian licked the corners of his mouth excitedly and said: "The little ones~~Everyone is in place~~ How can there be any reason not to eat the fat meat sent to the door?" Get ready to intercept! ”

At this time, in an armored car targeted by Hu Rentian, Chauhan, who had been promoted to sergeant, became the commander of an armored squad and followed Rommel to the North African battlefield.

Although he was slightly dissatisfied with being sent to fight in this desert, he had risen in rank anyway, even if the environment here was a little worse, but the battlefield he faced was far less fierce than that fought in Europe.

General Rommel was strict in governing the army and doing things vigorously, and when he first arrived in North Africa, he led them to a victory, but the local Italian commander-in-chief Garibald and General Rommel could not urinate in the same pot.

No, he insisted on his opinion, and wanted to send heavy troops to garrison Tripoli, adding that it was the result of years of hard work by the Italians, and there must be no mistakes.

For this goal, Garibal had a big fight with the offensive Rommel, and eventually broke up.

Garibo thought that this guy, who was more than a rank lower than him, was too blind, after all, the North African theater had always been dominated by their Italian army.

However, fortunately, Garibo now has in addition to his main armored regiment, and is still waiting for reinforcements from his own country to reinforce the "Arette" armored division, but due to the lack of transport and the lack of escort forces, it will take more than a month for all armored vehicles and tanks to arrive in North Africa.

But these are not problems, Rommel guy had just defeated the British army two days ago, and even captured a general, and now they should not encounter the enemy, and they can easily trek through the supply lines and complete the original plan to garrison Tripoli.

The mechanized squad that Garibal now commands is mainly equipped with Italian mini-M11/39 tanks, and the base where he is going to meet is also stationed three tank battalions, an air defense company, a rescue and maintenance detachment, and of course a motorized infantry regiment and a machine gun battalion, two self-propelled artillery squadrons, and several logistics detachments.

Under normal conditions, a fully manned Italian armored division would have 8,600 men, 189 M medium tanks, 40 armored vehicles, 20 self-propelled guns, 70 artillery pieces, and 1,120 various vehicles.

However, since Rommel arrived, Garibo has recognized the fact that there is still a big gap between their strength and the German Panzer Division, and the smallest Panzer Division of the Germans has nearly 13,000 men, not counting the gap in equipment.

But Garibald was not worried at this time, after all, the tanks of their Italian army only needed to play the role of auxiliary and defense, since the guy named Rommel liked to attack, then let him attack, and if he won the battle, he would follow behind and pick up the ready-made, and if he lost, he could throw all the pot on him.

Isn't he able to fight? If you can fight, you can fight more, and if you are not polite, you should let him know who has the final say here!

Garibal was sitting in an armored command vehicle with a small calculation in his heart, and suddenly noticed that the body of the moving armored car vibrated a little too much.

"Huh? What's going on? ”

Garibo asked the driver of the armored car, only to see the driver turn around with a pale face and say, "General, is it...... It's the enemy's tanks, and they're killing from the flank......"

"What? Enemy tanks? Where is the enemy here, haven't the British already been defeated by Rommel? ”

"Look at their banner is a dragon totem embroidered with gold thread, it should be the mysterious private army of the Chamber of Commerce, they just defeated Rommel yesterday, I didn't expect to come here today."

"Hell! Damn the Chamber of Commerce! What exactly do they want to do? This is a fight between countries, what kind of excitement do they have in a chamber of commerce? Don't want to live anymore? ”

As soon as Garibal's words fell, he heard a muffled sound, followed by a boom, and the armored car he was riding in trembled violently, and the driver slammed the steering wheel, and the body tilted and almost rolled over, knocking the supreme commander of the Italian North African theater on all fours and hitting his head on the ceiling.

At the same time, Sergeant Chauhan, who was in charge of protecting Garibal, was also the first to spot the enemy surging from the flank.

"Hell, it's them? It's a private soldier of the Chamber of Commerce with a dragon flag! Why are they here again? Everyone~~~ turn the muzzle of the cannon to stop them! ”

Chauhan knew that although Garibald and his Italian army were limited in combat, they were extremely important allies, and if the supreme commander of the area was captured alive or killed by the enemy, it would have a great impact on the rest of the war.