Chapter 250 Help the Marshal 2

Style: Historical Author: Evil Fat Man 1981Words: 1949Update Time: 24/01/18 06:14:34
The night of January 31, 1941, Libi Country, Sirt Basin

"This? Information about the tribes of Libby?" When the Air Marshal and Mr. Otto were studying napalm, several pieces of paper in the letter fell out. Rommel endured it for a long time, and finally was curious. Driven by his heart, he picked up the pieces of letter paper. The content on the paper made him very confused, because it was full of tribal information around the Sirt Basin, including brief history, population, economy, and military. , but what is the use of this? How many armed forces do these tribes have together? There simply wasn't enough for the 7th Armored Division to fight.

"Here's the key!" After hearing this, the Air Marshal handed a piece of paper in his hand to Rommel.

"Will those guys from the Noodle Country agree to this?" Rommel glanced at the letter. The content was very simple. It was nothing more than a few suggestions. They were nothing more than sharing oil dividends, wooing nearby tribes to build the Sirt Basin, and forming a modern The tribal army defends the country of Libi, defends the Sirte Basin, liberates Africa, and builds an independent North African empire.

In fact, there is nothing new about this. Many people are doing it at this time, and the people in Noodle Country are also doing it, but they all want the local indigenous people to be cannon fodder for them, and they do not want these indigenous people to share the interests and power of this land, so the effect is only It can be said to be average, or it can be said to be the crux of the colonial army's low combat effectiveness.

But Li Yunlong's suggestion was different. Not only did he bring the indigenous people together to make money, he also shared with them real political interests and even promised a brighter future. Noodle Country could not give them these, and the British would not give them either. But Hans, who was strongly involved in North African affairs, could give it to them.

"Libya is not ours yet, nor is North Africa. As long as we can control the resources here, what if we help them drive away the colonists and achieve national independence? It would be best if the entire northern Africa and West Asia regions are unified. The regiment is great!" The air marshal pulled out a photo from the letter and said with a smile. He had an impression of the British man in the photo. Isn't he the "Lawrence of Arabia"? At the beginning, the British used this method to unite the local tribes to disintegrate the Ottoman rule on this land.

If the British can do it, why can't Hans do it? Although the empire has a limited number of troops and resources that can support Rommel, it can still be done to help Rommel organize a good colonial army. Even, If conditions permit, the empire can also use the British army from Libi just like the British used the Tianzhu army.

And on the land of North Africa, Hans does not only have the Noodle Country as an ally. Compared with the shabby army of the Noodle Country, F Country also has a very powerful military force in North Africa, with an army of 200,000 and more than 500 troops. A plane, more than 80 warships, if this force can be mobilized, the war will be more interesting, but the old guy of the Vichy government is difficult to deal with.

"If these tribes around the Sirte Basin can really pull out a colonial army of 100,000 people, they will really solve the dilemma we are currently facing." Rommel was even more confused about the fact that thousands of miles away How did General Li Yunlong obtain information that even the colonial authorities of Noodle Country might not know.

Little did he know that the information of later generations has been digitized, and information retrieval, sorting and screening can be automatically completed with just a move of a finger. In the past, it took thousands of people to sort out information for several years, but it may only take tens of seconds on a computer. This information was collected by the Noodle Country back then, declassified by the British Intelligence Agency, compiled by the shady people at Bald Eagle, and even collected by the seemingly honest Ottomans.

"General, just go ahead and do it boldly. I will give you my full support!" The Air Marshal has already thought about it and will help Rommel get equipment for several divisions when he gets back. There are countless equipment in the Air Force warehouse. As long as Rommel needs the seized supplies, not to mention equipment for 100,000 people, but equipment for one million people will be fine.

"Marshal, I will work hard!" Rommel felt even more excited when he thought of the follow-up troops he had promised before leaving. He was already vaguely able to take charge of one side. If he added the support of the Air Force Marshal, his status would be even higher. More stable.

But, will the Air Marshal allow himself to take sides? Probably not. The Air Marshal does not lack troops, nor does he lack the loyalty of army generals who are willing to obey. In fact, the Air Marshal has many more troops than that one, and he does not lack his own small division commander at all.

Obviously, at this time, Rommel really didn't think that he could become an imperial marshal in the future and have a great say in the Wehrmacht. He was even passively involved in a coup. In the end, he could only do so inexplicably. die.

"Don't be so serious, general. I've already asked people to prepare it. Today we will try this new type of incendiary bomb here. If it works, you will not lack air support in the future." Captured There was a fleeting hesitation in Rommel's eyes. Air Marshal Quan didn't notice it and pulled Rommel towards a large tent on the side of the airport. It was a temporary machine repair shop at the field airport. At this moment, Mr. Otto was already there. Designed there.

The bomb body is made of gasoline barrels, and the detonating device is directly removed from the bomb and simply fixed on the gasoline barrel. The gasoline is from a small refinery. As for the thickener, it is sent by the Crane Type Air Force Marshal. The transport plane came directly from Tripoli.

After a lot of fussing, they finally managed to produce a napalm bomb that looked a bit nondescript in the middle of the night. The air marshal ignored his sleepiness and ordered the plane to take off immediately to start the experiment.

The target of the experiment was a nearby "abandoned" village. In order to test the effect of the weapons, the ground crew also brought several cars and a tank produced by Dabobo to the place. Some cattle and sheep were also brought there, indoors, outdoors, and vehicles. There are some things stuffed inside the tank. This is used to simulate the human body. The conditions are not enough, so we can only make do with it.

Although it was late at night, under the guidance of the cross beams of two searchlights, the pilot driving the Stuka still accurately smashed the gasoline barrel into the village. A huge fireball exploded immediately, almost destroying the pull-up truck. The bomber swallowed it, and the pilot's scalp was so scared that his scalp was numb. Damn, who told me that this was an ordinary incendiary bomb.