A high-intensity modern war is carried out in a piece of yellow sand. The logistics support of the troops is the fundamental guarantee of victory. As long as there are enough materials and reserves, even if you use less troops, you can attack and ensure the victory of this attack.? 1?K?a?n?s?hu·cc

Rommel's African Legion is very suitable for local small-scale assault operations. He often disrupts the troops and mixes the armored forces in his hands into a special mixed brigade for combat. He uses more than a dozen tanks, dozens of trucks or armored vehicles as the core, and carries battalion-level units to fight, disrupting the entire battlefield in a chaotic state.

He used these special mixed formations to encircle and intertwine the entire battlefield. When both sides were so chaotic that they were inconvenient to command, Rommel invested his elite armored troops to harvest the enemy troops that had lost their unified command with the overwhelming advantage of firepower.

This style of play is very suitable for the German army, because in such a chaotic state, the high-quality advantages of German grassroots officers and soldiers are fully utilized: they can temporarily change the direction of the offensive, or even coordinate locally to change the combat plan. In short, these grassroots commanders will make up for the shortcomings of the combat plan according to the situation and expand the battle results as much as possible.

In that chaotic state, if you want to compete with the battle-hardened German troops for temporary adaptability and control and dominance on the battlefield, this is undoubtedly an attempt to attack the strengths of the German army with its own shortcomings, and the defeat is obvious.

Now, in Arish, a major coastal town in the Middle East, several Rommel's troops have replenished oil, prepared freshwater and ammunition, and started a unique attack.

2o 15o mm caliber howitzers fired violently, pouring shells into the Allied defensive positions. The fortifications along both sides of the highway were immediately covered by explosions and fire. Whether it was the sound of the firing or the sound of the artillery shells in the distance, they were like the muffled thunder bursting near the horizon, which made everyone who heard them very palpitations. ? 1? Read??????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

If the shells that were not fired were not produced by their own factories, if the Yuanmi Order had not shown his muscles in these unhonest Jews, in fact, there would be no need to invest such a terrible firepower to attack such a frontier position. On the Middle East front, most of the situation was: the German tanks directly attacked, and the Allied frontier positions collapsed directly.

However, this time the investment was obviously rewarded very generous, because right in front of Rommel's command, the German marshal gathered in front of the eyepiece of the artillery mirror, and after watching the rising fires in the distance, the Jews were obviously shocked and speechless.

They were frightened by the scene before them. After all, not everyone has experienced such a terrible war. These Jews claim to be God's elect, good at doing business and making money, and control a lot of money and wealth. Unfortunately, they forgot that in the distant past, what drove them from their land was not the enemy's gold coins, but the enemy's butcher's knife!

Now that time has passed, the power of money controlled by these Jewish nations has long been different from what they used to be. They are proud of their greatness and wealth, and feel that the gold coins they control are enough to control the world. These people arrogantly believe that the time for their restoration is ripe, and that all countries will bow their heads and admit defeat in the face of huge wealth.

But today they realized that they were wrong, and they were ridiculously wrong. Because when the power of capital grew to the point where it could destroy the world, the pillar of another national machine and the power of the army had grown as strong as a devil, becoming an even more terrifying existence.

The shells were smaller than before, but they hit farther and exploded more violently; war horses were replaced by tanks and cars, and the efficiency of killing was increased hundreds of times; humans were truly fighting in the sky for the first time and used their height to destroy their opponents; even the deep seabed was already covered with killing weapons, devouring people's lives. 1?k?an?s?h?u?c?c?c?

As long as humans are willing, before capital and money destroy the opponent's economic field, the opponent's more powerful shells, tanks and warships can destroy their own side. The powerful power of the Third Emperor team taught them a terrible truth: even if the Jews are reasonable, the Jews are invincible, but in the unreasonable situation, the little power of the Jews is really not powerful.

"Marson! I even doubt whether there are still people living in the other party's position." Mr. Enrique moved his gaze away from the cannon mirror, turned around, and looked at Rommel with a smile on his face. To be honest, Enrique, who had seen Acardo at the beginning, did not take the Third Reich marshal in front of him seriously, because he absolutely did not use the means of making money, and the ten Rommels were not his Enrique's opponents.

But now Enrique has to put aside his contempt. Because the facts have proved that although Rommel is not as invincible as his Enrique in the field of making money, in the field of war, ten thousand Enriques are 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 gave up this idea. Even if he really prepared ten thousand people for him, he could not withstand a German charge.

The formation of the leopard tanks covering each other is close to perfection, and the distance between them has even been tempered and gradually formed. The infantry followed behind these steel monsters, and the angle of bent over was full of experience and science. They were not close to the tank, but they were not far away. Even such a simple distance was practiced through countless offensive drills. Too close and too far will affect the efficiency of the attack.

The machine gun position that seemed to be placed casually suppressed the enemy's fire point at the moment of firing. Tracers drew straight lines against the horizon. This was a feast for Rommel, filled with bloody death fields that were different from shopping malls.

Unfortunately, most of the Jews present could not understand these things. All they saw were tracer bullets fired by machine guns that covered the opposite position. The Stuka bomber howled and dropped the bombs to level the hills, and the tanks crushed the trenches and broke through the enemy's defense line.

The power of destroying the world was shocking. When the front line heard the news that the troops had captured Rafa, all the talents began to feel grateful that they and such an army became allies. Even Enrique felt a sense of crisis in his heart that he had not come from, making him feel that if he had not stood on the side of the Great German Party, he would probably be sent to the concentration camp by these soldiers in front of him.

"About 1000 Allied prisoners were captured. Do you want to meet these poor people?" Rommel put down the phone in his hand, walked to Enrique with a smile, and asked, "In a few hours, my vanguard troops can advance to Gaza City, which is only a few days away from Jerusalem."

"Thank God, I can really go back there and comfort our ancestors in my lifetime." Enrique closed his eyes and muttered words of gratitude. Then he opened his eyes and looked at Rommel in front of him: "Then, please give me more trouble."

"It's not enough. We are just following around Yuan and doing what we should do for the arrival of the new world order." Rommel replied with a smile: "Then, please come with me and meet those poor prisoners of war. After all, we need to understand what kind of defensive positions they have deployed nearby."

Enrique smiled and waved his hand, and suddenly spoke about something that had nothing to do with the current situation: "We boarded the ship from Italy, and from our commercial channels, we heard some very strange news. I wonder if you have heard of the special villa of Americans in Italy..."

Originally, Enrique was not very concerned about such things. Even when he was passing by, he heard some news, but he did not intend to disturb the muddy waters of the Third Reich of Germany and Italy. However, now his Jewish state is within reach, which makes this cunning old businessman finally choose to stand completely on the side of the Third Reich.

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

Enrique doesn't want his country to be established and his Axis powers that support him will fail in the war. The biggest contributor to the founding of the Jewish country is likely to be directly driven off the altar by Bauerman of the United States. The fruit of victory was stolen, which is not good news for anyone.

Rommel heard Enrique mentioning things in Italy, and after a smile, he said casually: "We are all in control of this matter. If the intelligence department of the Third Reich cannot even find out the information you know, then Reinhart and Gascoll should not be scrambled."

When talking about these two great evil gods, the Jews present obviously changed their faces. After all, General Gascoll was still a person from the 6th Army and was usually more restrained. The SS, who was no different from the God of Death, was actually the commander-in-chief of the SS, was simply a nightmare for all Germans.

If the intelligence departments of the 6th Army rely on the spies buried deep in the world sent out by Akado many years ago, then the SS's ultimate killer, which was like mercury, was the terrible fanaticism of the members of the Great German Party.
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