"Line! Hurry! Everyone stand!" A German official stood on the dock and issued an order to his soldiers.

Opposite him, hundreds of German soldiers wearing gray-green Wehrmacht uniforms stood up with difficulty. They carried tents and various equipment, carried their Mauser 98k rifles and slowly began to line up.

"Look to the right! Soldiers! We are going to rush to Spain and send the most hateful Communists to hell! You will be there to receive the real baptism of war! I don't want to say much!" The one-eyed major officer looked a bit ferocious with a black one-eyed dragon covering his cloth.

He said as he stretched out his hand and began to pay attention to it: "First! Keep your body down! Whoever lies down will survive! Don't stand up straight rashly on the battlefield, that's something that idiots do! I hope you all can come back alive!"

Then he stretched out his second finger: "Second, try not to exaggerate your achievements! Because I will believe in these achievements, and leave the more difficult tasks to these troops with excellent achievements next time!"

Then he looked at the nervous soldiers and stretched out his third finger: "Third! Remember to make way for bullets and shells! Unless you are more anxious than them."

All the soldiers were stunned, and then burst into laughter. Obviously, the tension before departure was swept away. The major nodded and said immediately: "The transport ship is an Italian destroyer! Be kind and be polite after going up! Don't vomit casually! Go to the designated cabin to collect the vomit bag! More seasick people go to the deck to breathe! The next time is not easy for you! Remember?"

"Remember!" all the soldiers replied with a smile.

The major glanced at the soldiers in front of him and issued the last order: "Everyone obeyed the order! Get on the ship! Set off!"

"Which transport ship is this today?" An Italian officer looked at the German soldiers boarding the ship and asked the adjutant beside him: "The Germans really invested a lot."

"Sir! This is their fourth ship today. There are two destroyers from our navy to help them transport personnel. There are also two German Hercules-class transport ships, which are loaded with their tanks and armored vehicles. I heard that there are many light machine guns... and millions of bullets."

"I heard that there was a rack of aircraft that had been transported over, covered with military green canvas, and used the SS escort along the way, and no one allowed to approach it. That was so mysterious!" The officer exclaimed: "Look at his military uniform, he is so handsome."

"I can't envy you." The adjutant sighed: "I heard that the leader Mussolini has highly praised Germany when he came back from Germany, and even his mansion deliberately imitated the mansion of the head of state in Berlin."

Arcado transported the troops of two divisions to Spain. One of these two divisions was the newly established 8th Armored Division and the other of the newly established 2nd Armored Division of the SS. They were equipped with a large number of armored vehicles and tanks. These two divisions were also responsible for testing Arcado's blitz theory on the Spanish battlefield - of course, they also used actual combat to test these two newly formed armored divisions.

These days, there have been more than 30 me-109 fighter jets shipped to Spain. The Germans hope to completely rule the Spanish sky with this new weapon. With the guarantee of absolute air supremacy, German tanks are used assault forces to completely tear open the defense line of the Spanish Republican Army.

However, the Republican army was not vegetarian. On the day the German army arrived in Spain, they launched a large-scale offensive, pushing the front line to the doorstep of the Franco Legion, near Granada.

The Franco Legion lost many areas in succession. The Republican Army seized local air supremacy with the cooperation of Soviet allies, and took advantage of the Franco Legion's lack of preparation to gain the advantage of the war in one breath.

On the quiet battlefield, under a carefully arranged camouflage object, a black muzzle pointed at the Republican position not far away. There were two German snipers with black charcoal on their faces.

They had been waiting here for more than an hour, letting go of two Republican soldiers who were protruding their heads, and did not shoot at a Republican corporal hiding in the corner smoking. What they had to wait for was a big man worth their action. For them, at least one lieutenant should be killed at one time when exposed.

Finally, they waited for the opportunity. A Republican officer in an officer's uniform finally climbed onto the position. He looked in a telescope for a while, and then carefully got into the trench. But soon, he changed his position and poked out half of his body.

The German sniper didn't want to waste such an opportunity. A gunshot sounded, and the bullet flew over a distance of more than 100 meters in an instant, piercing the head of a Republican lieutenant. Blood splashed everywhere, splashing the soldiers following the Republican lieutenant's face.

Without celebration or hesitation, the two German snipers crawled back and retreated to the edge of the trench before turning over and jumping back into the trench. Then the two men carried sniper rifles and hugged through the trench. They moved for nearly two hundred meters before they found a company command and entered.

There was a sergeant who was making hot soup with potatoes and vegetable leaves. It didn't look very delicious, but it was steaming. Two snipers leaned their guns against the wall of the command center, pulled a wooden bench and sat down. They didn't be polite to the Spanish company commander who made the soup. They opened their lunch box and started to use a spoon to serve the hot soup in a small pot.

"What are you getting?" The Spanish company commander asked the two Germans in awkward German. The two Germans smiled with big mouths, revealing their white teeth against the backdrop of their black faces. One of the two snipers did not speak, but just used a spoon to mash the potatoes in the soup; the other pointed to the sky while drinking the soup.

The fire of the revenge of the Republican army began. More than a dozen shells fell from the position hundreds of meters away. You can tell that the caliber is not small when you hear the sound. The two German snipers were hiding just now were also hit by a shell, and thick smoke rose.

"Seventeen shells! They are not young, at least a company commander." The Spanish soldier said to himself, then pointed to the hot soup and walked out: "You keep drinking soup, I'll go to the battalion headquarters for a meeting and come back." Regardless of whether the two Germans could understand or not, they left their command center.

Two German snipers ate some hot potatoes and cabbage, patted their stomachs with satisfaction, stood up and picked up the sniper rifle from the wall. The older sniper snorted and laughed: "The Spanish are just here to make soup and cook. How many of us are we?"

"The third one today." The young sniper smiled and echoed: "The Head of State said they only know how to play football! I didn't see it anyway. I heard that they were won by us in the last game."

"Hurry up, I heard that many monsters who have been trained in the Soviet Union have also come. We can't be much worse than them." The old sniper hugged and drilled out of the company command center. The young man nodded and followed him out.

...

"Sir! In the past three days, we have lost 179 front-line commanders. Yesterday, I was forced to appoint one battalion commander, four company commanders, and a total of 52 platoon leaders." A major general of the Republican army reported helplessly to his superiors: "This kind of fragmented war makes us very uncomfortable."

"Near Granada, our attack was stopped by the rebels." Another officer also said with a frustration: "There are we who were stubbornly resisted by a well-trained force. They even launched a counterattack in part. We lost more than a dozen tanks and about 400 soldiers were killed."

"They are counterattacking towards Cordoba." A staff officer pointed to the map and said: "Here they used about twenty new tanks. According to the analysis of the intelligence department and the comparison of pictures from the Soviet Union, it is certain that this is a German tank of No. 2, equipped with a 20mm caliber rapid-fire gun, and its firepower is very strong."

"We have lost all the positions in the outskirts of Cordoba. If we lose this newly recaptured city, it will have a great impact on our morale." The major general who spoke first said: "It seems that the Germans have joined this war."

"Just like many Soviet comrades in our army, they also found helpers! The Germans entered the rebels, which was not good news for us!"

"It's not good news, gentlemen!" A staff officer walked into the conference room and pressed a piece of intelligence on the table: "The news I just got was that a new type of fighter appeared over Cordoba. This new plane was very fast. It hit one of our reconnaissance planes, but the pilot successfully parachutes over our position, so we got this precious piece of intelligence."

He paused and continued: "The offensive and defensive battle of Cordoba had begun an hour ago. The rebels attacked the city under the cover of German tanks. Our army was fighting back stubbornly in the city, but the situation was not optimistic, because with the help of the Germans, we suffered considerable losses."

"Then we can't give up Cordoba! We must stay there until the last moment! If there is a loss, there will be loopholes in our defense line." The major general said with a frown.
Chapter completed!