Qin Chuan guessed correctly, the plane was Rommel, who was called the "Desert Fox".

Of course, at this time he had not won the title of "Desert Fox".

At this time, Rommel was in the back seat of the plane looking at the terrain below while comparing the map in his hand, worried.

Only Rommel himself knew that although the German and Italian troops were chasing the British army to advance eastward, they were actually in a very dangerous situation.

The reason is that the German army is just a false appearance...

Rommel only has a light armored division, and even the 150 tanks that this lightweight division should have were not in place. He only has less than 60 tanks and more than 100 cars in his hand.

Because of this, the head of state did not have too much expectations for Rommel. He only hoped that Rommel could defend Tripoli to block the British attack so that the Italian army would not be driven out of Libya and lost the Mediterranean by the British.

But Rommel didn't think so. He always liked to take risks. He boldly planned to defeat the British army several times his own with limited troops.

This seemed like an impossible task, but Rommel finally decided to do so.

He asked the soldiers to make hundreds of very realistic fake tanks from wooden boards, cardboard and Volkswagen, and then let them pass by the streets of Tripoli in circles.

Rommel believed that the British spies lurking in Tripoli would report this scene to the British command, so they would think they had enough strength to trample the British army under their feet.

Of course, Rommel did not tell the Italians the truth, so the Italians cheered excitedly and launched a counterattack with themselves.

The British were indeed fooled. When the Germans launched an attack the next day, the British did not dare to resist at all, because they believed that any resistance was futile.

This allowed the German and Italian troops to pursue for ten consecutive days to "recover" large areas of lost land without any losses.

But the risks are also increasing day by day.

Because the British had doubts about the strength of the German army, this can be seen from the more tentative counterattacks of the British army in the past two days.

Rommel knew very well that once the British army discovered their own scam, what would be waiting for him.

"General!" At this time, the pilot suddenly screamed: "There is something!"

Rommel looked along the pilot's gaze and saw dozens of British tanks and a large number of British soldiers lying behind the dune below, but the advancement of Germans knew nothing.

"Damn it!" Rommel cursed: "Go back immediately and warn them!"

"yes!"

The plane hurriedly circled around the enemy's machine guns, and then fired several signal flares in the direction of the German army.

"Enemy situation!" The message was quickly passed down from the front.

Then there is another command:

"Prepare for the fight!"

"Prepare for the fight!"

...

Qin Chuan's heart couldn't help but twitch, and his breathing began to get fast again: he had just finished a battle, and another battle was waiting for him!

Fortunately, my position is still far away from the front, and it seems that it will not be my turn to get on.

But at this moment, Qin Chuan heard someone shouting: "The tanks in front need infantry, the third battalion advances!"

"go ahead!"

“Come on!”

...

When the officer gave him an order, Qin Chuan suddenly realized that the army he was in was the Third Battalion.

Qin Chuan was about to cry without tears. He looked around, hoping that his comrades would protest, but they all walked forward with the troops expressionless while preparing.

In desperation, Qin Chuan could only untie the rifle on his shoulder and remove the bullets from his ammunition bag... It was not until this time that Qin Chuan discovered that he was not even sure whether he would shoot.

"Relax!" The baker seemed to feel Qin Chuan's strangeness. He comforted Qin Chuan with a relaxed expression: "We will win soon, and the enemy is best at running away!"

The German soldiers couldn't help laughing.

But Qin Chuan couldn't laugh, and his throat, which was already dry, seemed to be about to spit out fire, and it was difficult for him to swallow his saliva.

After a while, the people from the Third Battalion lined up to the front of the army, where twenty tanks were waiting in line. The engine rumbling, and the exhaust gas with heat and gasoline smell made Qin Chuan feel disgusted, and he felt like he was in a state of turmoil in his stomach that he couldn't help but want to vomit.

Qin Chuan wanted to turn around and run away, but he finally held it back because he knew that if he really did this, the "baker" who was still kind to the face just now would shoot him from behind without hesitation... This is not a joke.

"Prepare!" With a command, the German soldiers loaded the bullets and divided them into groups to follow the tank.

An officer with the rank of major stood majestic on the tank. He put down the telescope in his hand, glanced at the German soldiers behind him, and then waved his hand silently...

The tank drove up "rumble".

At the beginning, the tank was not fast and the soldiers could keep up with it on foot.

But as a shell exploded nearby, the speed of the tank became faster and faster, and the soldiers behind had to trot all the way and try to keep up.

Qin Chuan's feet were like lead, and he was subjectively negative, so he undoubtedly fell behind the team.

Qin Chuan hoped that these German soldiers could "forget" him like this, but this idea was obviously a luxury, because the "baker" turned around from time to time, and saw a fierce murderous intent in his eyes when he saw the backward Qin Chuan... This forced Qin Chuan to speed up.

“Woo…”

With a sharp scream, several more shells fell into the team.

One of the shells hit a tank accurately, and the tank stopped immediately, and black smoke rose. After a while, the fire caught. The tank crew inside were in a hurry to climb out, but the flames had already rushed to them.

So the battlefield soon screamed, and the tank crew jumped out with flames outside, and before they could climb out, they stretched out their hands and waved everywhere, as if they wanted to catch something, but also seemed to be asking for help from others.

But no one went up to save him, and the German soldiers walked around the tank and several soldiers on fire, as if they had seen nothing and had happened.

"What should we do!" Qin Chuan couldn't help but say.

"Keep going!" The baker ordered impatiently: "Leave them to the medical staff!"

Medical Soldier?!

Qin Chuan was a little unimaginable. When the medical soldiers arrived, those tank crews would probably have burned charcoal long ago!

But what Qin Chuan didn't know was that this was war.

War is about exploding the greatest combat power in the shortest time.
Chapter completed!