"Actually, I have no great expectations for this war between the east and west! Especially after the defeat of the Battle of Tunisia and the Battle of Stalingrad, I felt even more deeply the crisis of our troops. At that time, I was very worried that we would be suppressed and beaten by the troops of Britain, the United States, the Soviet Union and other countries! I would even be beaten to the local area!"

Then before Captain Paul could respond, Dunitz continued.

"I think so too! Marshal Dunitz!"

Captain Paul also agreed.

"But now I am not so worried. I believe in our head of state very much! As long as we follow him in the battle, we will definitely win!"

"Although I don't know why I have to open an additional Middle East front while dealing with the east and west lines!"

Dunitz continued.

In response, Captain Paul did not respond, but stood silently aside, waiting for the other party's following.

But Denitz did not express his opinion again, but smiled brightly, and then fell into deep thought.

And at this time, at the Rommel Command in Rome.

"Marson! Something big happened!"

Just after Rommel inspected his troops' training, he had just entered his combat command center set up in the city, a combat staff officer hurriedly ran in sweat and shouted loudly.

"Hart! Why are you so fussy! What happened?"

Seeing this, Rommel also frowned and stared at the emotionally excited combat staff in front of him and asked.

"The head of state has sent a telegram!"

Operational Staff Hart shouted nervously and excitedly.

"So what if the head of state sent a telegram? What did he say? Do you need to be so panicked?"

After hearing this, Rommel was slightly stunned and asked in confusion.

"First of the People! He said he is here! And brought a large number of aviation troops, ready to assist the Marshal, in the North Africa war!"

Operational Staff Hart said anxiously.

"What! The Head of State brought a large number of aviation troops? Where is he now? Take me over to meet the Head of State! Hurry!"

Upon hearing this, Rommel also shouted in shock.

"He and Marshal Keseling are now leading the air force over our border and into Italian airspace! It will take about 2 hours to reach Rome Airport!"

Operational Staff Hart answered truthfully.

At this moment, he had gradually calmed down. Perhaps because he had told Rommel all his nervous things, he had less psychological pressure and excitement.

"Prepare a car for me quickly. I will arrive at the Rome airport immediately! At the same time, order my guards and remove the troops of a division for me to go to the airport to protect the safety of the head of state! We must never allow Italian guerrillas or some hostile elements with ill-hearted intentions to take the opportunity to attack our head of state!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Rommel immediately roared loudly.

"Yes! Marshal!"

Operational Staff Hart also responded with a loud voice.

Then he hurriedly prepared a car for Rommel and asked all the guards to follow him.

Soon, Rommel was neatly dressed and got on a Type 82 bucket jeep, followed by a large number of military trucks filled with guards and drove quickly towards the Roman airport.

Rommel fell into deep thought in the car because the person driving the car was his guard captain Rids.

In his contemplation, he couldn't help but recall that he quickly conquered Cyrenega with the German and Italian coalition forces in the spring of 1941, recovered a large number of lost colonies in Italy, and established a defense line in the areas of Selum and Bairdi.

At that time, he led more than 260 German tanks and more than 150 Italian tanks surrounded Tobrook. Unfortunately, no matter how he attacked, he still did not take it.

At that time, the tank types of his tank troops were about 15 Type I, 40 Type II, 150 Type III, and more than 50 Type IV. In other words, there was absolutely no such good treatment as Chen Yanlong gave him now.

And not to mention that this North African counterattack war, he also has advanced weapons and equipment such as Cobra helicopters and anti-tank missiles to support the attack.

So Rommel, in contemplation, has the more confident and ambitious he thinks.

"I will definitely win the final victory in this North Africa strikeback!"

"For the importance of the head of state, and for my honor and the prosperity of my country, I must achieve brilliant victory no matter what the price I pay!"

When he thought of the hottest time, Rommel immediately opened his eyes wide, clenched his fists, made up his mind, and said with a bright look.
Chapter completed!