Imperial Overlord

"It's finally time for support." Rommel looked at the rush of supplies and nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that he didn't really need to go back to Matrouh for supplies.

In this way, he also saved a lot of gasoline, which can be used in subsequent counterattacks. The Italian soldiers who first arrived here have realized that they were just walking around with the Germans, which was similar to a tour.

"Next, are we going to stick here?" Watching the soldiers enjoying the coolness of the fresh water, the Italian soldier, wearing his upper body, was helping the Germans distribute the gasoline.

And further afield, the ready-to-launch German armored units, restocked with ammunition and gasoline, have emerged from the shadow of failure.

Although this was an unplanned retreat, most of the German troops received the retreat order in advance, so they walked more calmly.

Apart from the loss of some 4-wheeled armored vehicles and other equipment in the rear armored reconnaissance force, Rommel maintained the core combat power of his African Corps.

This includes over 200 combat-ready tanks and 40 brand new Stalker tank destroyers ready to go.

With these tank destroyers, Rommel was very determined to place all the tanks in his hands that could be put into battle at the southernmost end of his line of defense, and this line of defense was handed over to the Italian infantry for defense.

In Matrouh, there were 2,000 Italian infantry who had just been supported, and these infantry reinforced General Garibaldi's army, increasing the number of Italian troops to 12,000.

The Italian troops unfolding frontally bought time for the 90th Infantry Division, which Rommel had just fled all the way, to rest until tomorrow morning.

"General! Drink some water." Lieutenant General Alfred had just come over from the water station, holding a kettle with drops of water hanging outside.

Rommel took the kettle and took two sips, a faint smell of gasoline.

There are not many dedicated freshwater storage facilities in North Africa, and empty gasoline drums are used as temporary containers in the end.

And because these gasoline drums are filled with gasoline, they cannot be washed at all—in fact, even if they can be washed, the soldiers will not waste precious water to wash these empty containers.

They would rather just make do with it, until the next time the gasoline comes, and the container is not enough, they will use these oil drums and continue to fill the gasoline...

After all, this is a place where there are almost no women. It is a very difficult thing to count on these big soldiers to keep their utensils clean and tidy.

"If the British retreat tonight, what are we going to do?" Lieutenant General Alfred asked after seeing Rommel drink the water.

"Retreat at night? No... I would rather consume the Italian infantry and counterattack at night to entangle the British." Rommel replied with a determined mind.

In fact, he had already studied with Garibaldi the course of the fight this evening: in fact, the Italian side would take on the whole of the fight this evening.

Every once in a while, they would try to counterattack the British army, pinning the opponent to the ground.

"What if the British found it bad and retreated desperately?" Lieutenant General Alfred looked at Rommel.

From Rommel's answer just now, he seemed to see the commander's thoughts, but he still wanted to confirm.

Sure enough, Rommel's answer was very straightforward: "If the British want to run, they can only chase in the dark and tangle together until dawn."

All that Lieutenant General Alfred had left now was prayer, just as Rommel prayed for the British to counterattack before retreating, he was praying that the British would not retreat.

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"What did you say? The Germans stopped at Zavier Haron?" Cunningham looked at the news delivered by the reconnaissance force with a puzzled expression.

According to his analysis, the Germans should lose all the way back to Matru, or even give up Matru.

But now, the German team stopped in Zavier Haron, which made him a little worried about his army.

After all, because of the fast and slow speed of pursuit, the British team is now arranging a long snake formation. Fighting against the Germans in such a state is no different from suicide.

At this moment, what Cunningham feared most was a desperate German counterattack, in which case his troops would be defeated.

However, he was relieved later, because even if the German team defeated his vanguard, there was not enough fuel to pursue.

He even thought optimistically that even if his army made way for a passage, the German team would have run out of fuel to drive to El Alamein.

Therefore, he took the investigation report and saw the investigation results submitted by several investigation teams, hoping to see some clues from these reports.

Sure enough, he soon saw a piece of news that reassured him: the reconnaissance teams collided with the positions of the Italians.

"The Germans left the Italians and retreated themselves!" This was Cunningham's judgment at the beginning.

He then revised his judgment: the Italians were trying to organize the defense, and the Germans should be right behind them.

The reason why they stopped at Zavier Haron, organized the defense and stopped retreating, is because here, the German offensive troops should still have the fuel for a counterattack!

In Cunningham's imagination, the Germans pretending to attack Alamein's troops must have carried fuel for the round trip from Matrouh to Alamein.

That being the case, if the German army retreats back to Matrouh, there will be no materials to counterattack, so the opponent can save a little gasoline by going out to Zawiya Haron for defense.

And these gasolines are the last cards of Rommel's armored forces! After the pursuit from El Alamein to Fouquet, Cunningham had determined the fact that the German army was short of supplies.

As for overhead, the German plane didn't even dispatch interference, it seems that its own fuel is very tight.

With this judgment, what Cunningham is most worried about now is that the German team will fight back at this time.

Only by counterattacking at this time can we make the most of the remaining German fuel and consume the British team to the greatest extent.

"Stop the advance of the troops in front! Build a line of defense! Stabilize the position, we will attack Matrouh in the daytime tomorrow!" Cunningham, who knew what he was most afraid of, gave the order to stop the advance.

As long as he persisted for two hours, the troops behind him in a straight line would arrive one after another, and he was no longer afraid of the German counterattack.

So he made the safest choice, not in a hurry to risk attacking the Italian positions, but let the front-line troops start to defend where they were.

For Cunningham, since a German counterattack is expected, there is no need to worry that the Germans will take the opportunity to escape.

It seems that Rommel still wants to put on a pretense, and wants to use the remaining oil to keep the small port of Matrouh, which is not too important, as much as possible.

"You're not as good as me after all! Your Excellency General Rommel!" Cunningham said to himself proudly in his car.

After all, the other party is not as good as him. From a strategic perspective, Matru, who he thinks is not important, is a chicken rib that the other party wants to keep.

Facts have proved that his vision is correct. He gave up Matrull and wanted to live in death; while Rommel defended Matrull and was about to be annihilated here by him.

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"What, let the tank troops fight back at this time? What are you kidding?" Lieutenant General Alfred frowned, looking at Rommel and asked in surprise.

At this time, isn't it necessary to do everything possible to stabilize the British, let the British stay in place, and wait for their counterattack tomorrow morning?

And now, seeing that it was getting dark, didn't a rush attack just scare the British away?

If the other party really ran away overnight, wouldn't that be self-defeating? Lieutenant General Alfred wanted to ask this question, but he swallowed his words in the end~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But Rommel didn't let him hold back for too long, and explained with a smile: "Behind us yesterday With a big port, who would have guessed?"

"Britain dares to fight back on the premise that they don't know the changes behind us!" Rommel analyzed firmly: "The chance is only this time, and my limited counterattack this time is just counting my last oil. what."

"I only have this gasoline. If I don't fight back at this time, it's doubtful, isn't it?" Finally, he asked with a smile.

Having said that, Lieutenant General Alfred also felt that if everything was written according to the most realistic script, they had run out of gasoline, and now fighting back might be their only chance to repel the British.

However, because of the limitation of oil, what can they do even if they win this partial counterattack? Because there is no fuel to pursue, they are still going to be defeated in the script.

"Anyway, the other party is very sure now that I am a general who likes to bluff." Rommel pointed to the tip of his nose with a smile: "I have no trump cards in my hand, and the British are convinced of this."

"Act in a full set, let the armored troops take revenge!" With a wave of his hand, Rommel gave the order to attack.

And not far behind him, the German armored forces that lost many tanks in the morning, about 100 tanks began to start.

They are going to take revenge and truly show their attacking power once, that kind of powerful power that can be called destructive!

"Afrika Corps! Attack!" On the commander's tower of a No. 3 tank, the German commander shouted loudly.

With his shouting, a massive counterattack began in the evening of the same day. The German tanks crossed the Italian positions and launched a relentless impact on the defense line of the 6th Australian Infantry Division.