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Chapter 565: 1 fox and 1 snake; find a way to give him a few shots!

Chapter 565: One fox and one snake; find a way to give him a few shots!
Because Zhou Changfeng insisted on going to the front line, the objections of the others were ineffective.

The personnel of the 12th Motorized Infantry Division generously borrowed an Sdkfz250 half-track armored vehicle. At least they don’t have to worry about being killed by shell fragments while riding this thing.

The temperature in the mountains is low and the sky is gray. Although it is approaching noon, it is still cool.

Trucks covered with camouflage nets were driving along the bumpy dirt road one after another. Soldiers at the supply depot were unloading boxes of ammunition and food from the trucks, and then moved them to the trucks belonging to their respective companies. Distributed to the front line.

There is a temporary maintenance station on the side of the road. Two trucks filled with various parts are parked side by side. An Sdkfz7 half-track tractor is towing a Type assault gun Type C with a short-barreled gun. It is moving slowly. , probably to pull it under the simple tripod crane.

The ordinary German infantry divisions are not highly motorized and have a large number of horses, but here is the 12th Motorized Infantry Division, which is fully equipped with various trucks and half-tracks.

Seeing so many vehicles coming and going, I would be lying if I said I wasn’t envious.

However, Zhou Changfeng's envy quickly turned into complaint.

Oh shit! The military industry department of the Ming Dynasty was too leisurely, and the production capacity of tracked vehicles was not fully utilized.

Since the demand for tanks is small, the excess production capacity should be used to build armored personnel carriers. However, the fact is that we would rather strive for excellence and add icing on the cake than change the production plan. This is a shameful waste!

Seeing that she was less than a thousand meters away from the front line, Chris became a little worried and tried to dissuade her again: "You are a guest now, not a commander. This place is very dangerous. Please return to the division headquarters immediately."

From time to time, artillery shells fell behind the battle line and exploded. This was the enemy's artillery on the opposite side obstructing firing, mainly for harassment purposes.

The latter thought for a while, considered the Chinese vocabulary, and replied: "A smart man who understands current affairs, an objectively excellent general, but politically stupid."

The small observation center was suddenly filled with an atmosphere of surprise and doubt.

"It's clear the Tommys are planning an offensive. The number of communications in the last week has been twice the normal."

Getting closer and closer to the forward position, the sporadic explosions became louder and louder.

"I don't think so, it could just be a trick to trick us."

Tommy is a long-standing nickname for the British army, and the German army also used the derogatory name "island ape".

"...the search party returned, and those several fire points on the ridge of the high ground were exposed. Only two of the brave lads were injured."

"You have to go to the observation post in the north to find him. The British on the opposite side are very strange today." A captain reminded: "Comrade Captain, armored vehicles are easily exposed. I suggest you take a barrel truck."

The highest-ranking officer present lowered his head and stared at the map, and said casually: "I will return to the division headquarters in an hour."

At the same time, in Observation Post No. 34 of the 7th Motorized Rifle Regiment, a group of officers were discussing around the map.

Kris firmly demanded to stay away from the front line immediately. Finally, Zhou Changfeng reluctantly relented and agreed to turn around and return if no one was found at the next observation post.

"How much do you know about the commander of this division?" To make sure it was the same person, Zhou Changfeng asked Chris again.

However, Zhou Changfeng was unmoved and said nonchalantly: "I'm just going there for a while. I won't stay here soon."

"We need to prepare a short attack to strongly reconnaissance the British deployment." The leading officer stood up from behind the high-magnification post mirror and continued: "Report to superiors and emphasize what was discovered yesterday and today."

The half-track armored vehicle the group was riding in stopped next to a forward command post. After asking around, they learned that the division commander was not here. He had stayed here for a while and then left half an hour ago.

"No, they're not at division headquarters, they're outside."

After transferring to two Type 82 off-road vehicles, everyone continued to drive further forward.

At this moment, someone quickly walked into the observation post and saluted: "Report, some generals from the Chinese expedition team are here."

What happened last time in Kiev was already very scary, and the person in charge of security matters was criticized and dismissed. If the other party's senior general really died on his side, it would be extremely ridiculous, and the country's face would be lost. live.

In fact, on the way, after listening to Chris's general introduction, Zhou Changfeng had already concluded that the division commander was the same person in history, but the transliteration given by Chris was different.

But when he saw his true appearance, he still couldn't help but feel a little happy.

A capable and tough middle-aged man, his military uniform and boots were stained with mud, and his words and deeds were calm and calm. This was Zhou Changfeng's first impression of this marshal who was hated by his enemies and his own people throughout history.

"Welcome to you, Eastern tactician, I hope we can also learn new ideas from you."

"Each each other."

In the middle of the Civil War, the company led by Erwin Rommel, who was still just a captain at the time, was ordered to hold on to a bridge between a valley south of Dresden. After being cut off from the retreat, it stayed alone for four days and three nights, and finally ran out of ammunition. He chose to order the surrender, but was wounded and captured. He did not recover from his injuries until the end of the civil war.

At this time, he was about to change his career and go home, but the arrival of the British and French intervention forces disrupted the arrangement, so he was drafted into service again. That is another story.

After the French and Spanish campaigns, he was promoted to major general due to his outstanding performance.

Whether in the original plane or in the present, Erwin's resume and background are not very good, or even a hindrance.

Although he was not from the aristocratic officer corps, he was not wise enough in the civil war and did not abandon the dark side early. He fought until he ran out of ammunition and food before giving up.

It can be said that if his talents and results were not outstanding, it would be almost impossible to become a general in Deshe.

His death was regarded as a major tragedy in history, and people regretted that such a famous general died due to unclear implication. However, the final tragedy was largely the result of his intentional or unintentional consequences.

He was born in a non-officer corps, had never worked in the General Staff, was awarded the title of Marshal in just two years, and competed with the Eastern Front for material distribution... This series of factors led to his poor popularity and no friends in the upper echelons.

Before the crucial Valkyrie operation, the conspiracy group tentatively asked him if he was willing to "do more for Germany without a head of state." However, he did not make his position clear, and there was no room for maneuver in the tragedy afterwards.

Failure to take sides in politics in a timely manner is equivalent to being a loser, and failure to be absolutely loyal is absolute disloyalty. From someone's point of view, this is really chilling.

"…On the other side is the British 2nd Armored Division. Their communications have suddenly increased in the past week, but the front-line deployment has not changed."

"Are you worried that the British are planning to attack? There is a high probability that aerial reconnaissance can detect suspicious signs. If it were me, I would send several reconnaissance teams to infiltrate and capture a few prisoners."

When talking with Erwin, Zhou Changfeng couldn't help but compare his life in history with his own.

He is also not popular. After all, he is not very good in the court and political circles, but he is quite acceptable in the noble and military circles. Indeed, he has not offended many people.

As for taking sides... this shouldn't be a problem, but things turned out completely differently than expected. Zhu Shiyan himself did not expect that he would be able to survive to this day after a serious illness. Since his life is still alive, of course he is forming a team for the future prince Jiang Wang. When everything is ready, will there be anything about Zhu Lingjing? This creates the potential for conflict over the throne.

Zhu Lingjing was undoubtedly very aggrieved in the gap. I am afraid that deep down in her heart, she would lament why her father did not die at that time.

Zhou Changfeng was worried about this. After all, the two of them were bound together. When the backer was gone, someone might come to add insult to injury.

Now change the door? It's obviously not a wise choice.

After completing the inspection work on the front line, the group returned to the headquarters of the 12th Motorized Infantry Division by car.

Because the Iberian Peninsula has so many mountains, transportation is inconvenient, and it faces never-ending air raids by British and American aviation forces, the German army's logistics supply has always been relatively tight, and priority is given to ammunition, parts, food, and medicine.

There are no good things hoarded in the division headquarters - this is consistent with Erwin Rommel's style in history.

But after all, we are entertaining visitors from afar, so we have to bring something good, otherwise we will have to eat soup and chew bread and sausages.

"Lange! I remembered that the gifts the Americans gave us have not been opened yet. Bring them over."

"Yes."

The adjutant, Lieutenant Colonel Lange, then rummaged through a wooden box in the corner and found a large iron box, then brought several packs of cigarettes and three bottles of wine.

He proudly introduced: "Last month, an American truck got lost at night and brought us a whole truckload of cigarettes and alcohol."

The enemy facing the 12th Motorized Infantry Division was the British 2nd Armored Division, and diagonally opposite was the US 36th Infantry Division.

These cigarettes were Lucky Strike and were very popular. The Ming army rarely encountered them because the cigarettes issued by the US military to troops in the Pacific Theater were usually Camel.

As for wine, although the US military has explicitly banned alcohol, the soldiers will find their own solutions if they can't stand it. For example, the three bottles of wine in front of them are printed in Portuguese.

With the extra cigarettes and alcohol, this lunch finally seemed less rough and simple.

Seeing Chris standing upright in the corner, Zhou Changfeng turned his upper body and greeted: "There is still room here, come and eat together."

"As an attendant translator, I am not suitable to have lunch with you." She shook her head and refused.

The battalion commander of the assault gun battalion also smiled and said: "Don't worry, captain, I can speak French, I will be responsible for communication."

Zhou Changfeng poured a glass of wine and said to everyone in a serious tone: "In view of Ms. Chris Richter's dedicated performance in security and translation, I toast to her."

After a while of this, a somewhat embarrassed Chris came over and sat down.

As a special guest, this lunch basically consisted of Zhou talking about past battles, and the others listened with great interest.

Erwin pondered for a moment and commented: "I think the landing on Oahu is an extremely risky operation. The troops are limited. If the Americans did not lose troops due to mistakes, they would most likely fail."

"Many battles, especially close battles, are about comparing who makes fewer mistakes on both sides." Zhou Changfeng changed the subject and said with a smile: "If it were you, I think you would definitely make the same decision as me."

"I admit that in that case, a brave attempt is reasonable, and an army that loses its offensive spirit is doomed to fail. Measured by Oahu's strategic value, a 10% success rate is worth trying, but you were at least 50% success rate.”

The next day.

Zhou Changfeng planned to stay here for two more days to conduct a detailed on-site inspection of the organizational status of the motorized infantry division commanded by the famous historical general.

Erwin Rommel was accustomed to personally inspecting the front lines and observing the enemy's movements and deployments. Sometimes he might go there sooner or later.

Today was the same as usual, except that someone from Zhou also went with him.

Because they suspected that the enemy in front of them might be planning unknown actions, the front-line positions were particularly vigilant, and many positions were assigned additional personnel.

It was a gloomy day yesterday, but the sun is shining brightly today.

At 7:33 a.m., the group arrived at Observation Post No. 8.

"The two British soldiers we captured last night confessed that there was no offensive operation, but this cannot be used as a strict basis. British officers rarely inform soldiers of specific plans, so I still plan to deploy a trial attack."

"Strengthening company-level combat reconnaissance?"

"It's not enough. At least one infantry battalion and assault guns must be dispatched, and they must be disguised as regiment-level troops."

Just at this moment, the field phone in the observation post suddenly rang.

Lieutenant Colonel Lange, the accompanying adjutant, took two steps forward and picked up the microphone.

After a moment, he relayed in a doubtful tone: "It's strange. Observation Post No. 11 claimed that they saw what seemed to be a convoy of cars arriving at the (British Army's) second-line position."

Subsequently, a surveying and mapping team from the Corps of Engineers reported the same discovery.

Because the position of the British 2nd Armored Division opposite had a protrusion about one kilometer wide, several oblique German observation posts could see the blurry situation of the British second-line position.

Zhou Changfeng and his party ran to the nearby observation post No. 7 without hesitation. Sure enough, through the artillery mirror, they could vaguely see a convoy staying next to a forest in the second-line position.

"It's not common to see two cars at the same time," said a thoughtful Erwin.

After observing carefully for a long time, Lieutenant Colonel Lange calmly analyzed: "These are very similar to two Humber Sand Cone sedans. I guess they belong to several senior officers."

The Sand Cone is a large, long-wheelbase sedan that is often used as a vehicle for senior British generals and members of the royal family.

The British were innocent. They really did not plot any offensive plan. It was just that the commander of the 2nd Armored Division returned home for treatment due to illness, and the new division commander, Major General David Evans, was about to take office.

Seeing that the distance between the two parties was not out of reach, Zhou Changfeng decisively suggested: "This is a good opportunity to come to your door. Find a way to give him a few shots!"

"The nearest artillery observation team is here... I asked them to come over." Lieutenant Colonel Lange said, picking up the microphone of the field phone and preparing to make a call.

"No, let me do it instead."

(End of this chapter)

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