Chapter 661: Two teachers

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"Where is the tank of the second battalion now?" A German officer stared at his map and asked the staff around him, not far away, a 150mm self-propelled howitzer was firing violently as The commander of the 7th Armored Division, because the former commander was the famous commander of the African Legion Rommel, so his pressure is very huge.
After being appointed as the 7th Armored Division Commander, Major General Plittwitz took almost half a year to be seated as the Division Chief. During this period, he tried to charge as much as possible every time he experienced a battle, because His predecessor, Admiral Rommel, did just that. He studied Rommel's style as much as possible, trying to integrate himself into the environment of the 7th Armored Division of the Devil.
So now his command is less than 1 km away from the frontline engagement area, and he can even see artillery shells falling not far away. However, the German teacher-adult didn't even wear his helmet, but only put a big brim hat on his head. This is also Rommel's signature outfit, and the Major General Plitvice can be said to have learned the essence.
"The news just came, General, the 2nd Battalion of the 1st Regiment is now attacking east. They have one tank broken down and two more tanks were destroyed." The staff pointed to the map and answered his commander: " But they repelled the American attack and destroyed about 10 American tanks! "
"Order them to speed up the offensive! I don't want to wait for General Rommel to arrive here, the battle will continue!" General Plitvice frowned and said with frustration: "Also, let the division reserve go out, Repel the U.S. forces directly ahead. No guarding force is needed here. Order immediately! "
"Yes! General!" The staff stood upright, and hurried to the armored command vehicle behind him. It was a modified command type of armored vehicle with a thick radio antenna, but the internal space was relatively small, and most commanders would rather stop the car. Standing outside the car and directing, don't squat down to enjoy a safer crowded environment.
"General! General! The 2 regiments and 1 battalion on the front are calling. A large number of opposing tanks are trying to break through the front of our army. They are trying to block each other. However, there are too many opponents. They hope that our division will move back a distance to ensure safety. A liaison officer ran to Major General Plitvice and reported the latest situation loudly.
Major General Plittwitz looked at the officer, took a hint of disdain from the Prussian nobility, reached out and patted the liaison officer's chest, and seemed to be helping him dust off: "You heard When did the division of the 7th Armored Army retreat backward? This suggestion was also ridiculous. It was ridiculous to order the division reserve team to attack and drove the American tanks back! "
"But General! This is already within the range of the opposing artillery! Very dangerous!" The staff reminded his commander to be safe.
"When General Rommel led the 7th Division across France, several times the machine gun bullets of the other party hit his car! As the commander of the 7th Division, I had to stand with my soldiers!" Plitvi General Ci said loudly to his men. After speaking, he smiled and patted the shoulder of the contact officer: "Go tell the battalion commander of the 1st Battalion of the 2nd Regiment and say that I am here and I will not go anywhere!"
But at this time a shell fell a short distance away, splashing a piece of yellow sand. Everyone was taken aback by the shell. Several soldiers on sentry duty had already laid down their helmets, and the reckless Plitvice still did not mean to hide.
The order had been issued, and soon the German tanks around the division passed the location of Plitvice, and they were ready to advance towards the American counterattack, blocking the American tanks that broke through the German defense line.
"Boom!" A shell fell on the other side of the armored command vehicle. The body blocked the blast caused by the explosion. All the people were shaken by the sound of the shell explosion. Many soldiers saw the officers of the division. The sand flying around was submerged, and they hurried to the place where they were hit, and found several officers in the dark smoke.
Fortunately, almost all officers were fine. Only a few people's ears were buzzing with shells, but when people found their commanders, they found that a shrapnel had hit his head unfortunately.
"Medical soldiers! Quick! The division is shot! Come here!" With the roar of the engine of the German tank, there were many soldiers screaming. The paramedics arrived at the place of the incident as soon as possible, but they found that Major General Plitvice had lost his breath.
Although the commander of the 7th Armored Division was killed at about 10 am on this day, this was still under the leadership of the deputy commander to withstand the fierce attack of the American tank forces until the commander they used to be. After commanding Rommel to the scene, they also carried out a limited counterattack.
The battle continued until 12:10 noon. The Americans lost 210 tanks and still had no intention of retreating. Barton apparently issued a death order. He did not intend to take any tanks back to the east of the Suez Canal. . However, in order to eliminate the 210 Allied tanks, the tank troops under Rommel lost 45 tanks, most of which were leopard tanks, which also made Rommel distressed.
Beside the crater, Rommel, a servant of yellow sand and dust, saw his body, the body of Major General Plitvice, this brave general who was no different from reckless, lying on the ground calmly, it seemed very Satisfied that he can die on such an important battlefield.
Just behind Rommel, at a distance of several tens of meters, two 4-pack 40mm Bofors self-propelled anti-aircraft guns were adjusting their firing angles. They were responsible for the air defense of the African Army Command. The American offense has been repelled, and it has become a relatively safe place.
"Where did the flanking attack hit? Hasn't the radio contact been restored yet?" Rommel finally stared at his body and asked his chief of staff. He seemed to be in a bad mood. With a rare smell of anger.
Just when he asked, a soldier at the warning whistle suddenly fired a warning shot. Everyone looked in the direction of the guard post, and as a result, a huge British command vehicle was approaching at a rapid distance.
The car was a special command car for the British. The Germans had destroyed such a command car, so Rommel had seen the wreckage of this car, but the front of this car was painted with the logo of the United States , the white five-pointed star . So even Rommel was puzzled and could not tell whether it was a British or American car.
"British? American?" Rommel frowned and muttered in a low voice, while the security forces on the other side were already preparing to meet the enemy. Soon, a leopard tank opened and the turret pointed The British command car that was getting closer. This British command car is really a big man. It looks like a huge car body and looks like an elephant.
"Ready to fire!" The officer in charge on the side had issued a command to prepare for firing aloud, but Rommel waved his hand over there, loudly denying the command to fire: "Have you ever seen an idiot using a car to attack a tank? When they get close, see what these idiots want to do! "
Soon, the car was parked next to the Rommel headquarters, in front of the artillery of the black hole of the German tank, the people inside opened the door, and these people were wearing German military uniforms.
"Hey! This is the American command vehicle I captured! Why use a cannon to point at my loot?" The commander of the 7th Armored Corps, and the commander of another armored division, Lieutenant General Stryker. He walked in front of Rommel and smiled to show off his achievements: "I repelled the American tank troops from the wings, and now my men are chasing down the remaining American soldiers."
"Are you crazy? Stryker! How dare you drive an English car close to my headquarters, knowing that I almost ordered the fire to destroy your broken car!" Rommel pointed to Stryker's loud rebuke Road.
"It's okay! General! In that case, at most, you just lose two divisions of the armored division in one day." Stryker laughed loudly, then pointed to the British car behind him: "The stuff in this stuff The space is very large, and it is suitable for use as a command post and a room, I deliberately give it to you. "
"Don't do it again next time, otherwise I will really order to fire and hit you to the sky!" Rommel thumped Stryker's chest with his fist and smiled toward the car that looked really good. Special armored command vehicle: "This vehicle is good, I like it very much. At least I can stand inside and stretch out. Where is your unit now, please mark it on the map."
"My troops have cut from the flank to the left side of the Barton army. Now they can only retreat to the desert. I ordered a 50-kilometer chase and then returned to stand by." Strecker pointed to the map and reported his results: The sandstorm was a bit big, and my command car antenna was broken by the wind a few hours ago, so communication was interrupted. "
"300 tanks, Patton lost about 300 tanks. Was the retreat too fast at this time?" Rommel suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately issued an order to stop the offensive: "Patton still has a reserve team that has not entered the battle. ! We have to gather a good formation! "