Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

"In front is the defense zone where the Italian 'Ariete' Armored Division is stationed." The combat staff officer pointed to the corresponding location on the map with a serious face and reported to the commander seriously. There was a hint of solemnity in his tone. After all, the three words "Armored Division" represent a combat capability that cannot be underestimated.

"Armored division?" Bula's eyes widened when he heard this, his face full of surprise. He knew very well that he was only leading an infantry unit.

In terms of equipment, it cannot be compared with the armored division. At most, there are some trucks, which are used to transport supplies and cannot be considered combat equipment at all.

There are only a few infantry fighting vehicles, and as for tanks, the number is even pitifully small, and they are mainly light tanks. These light tanks are really not enough when facing truly powerful armored forces.

So when he heard about the Armored Division, Bu La subconsciously became a little scared. Others might not understand the strength of the Armored Division, but he knew it clearly.

Once the armored division launches a charge, it will rush forward recklessly. The power must be extremely fierce, like a torrent of steel, which is difficult to stop.

Moreover, this is not an ordinary armored division, but an armored division of a great power. Needless to say, its combat effectiveness is extremely strong. Its combat capability, equipment level, and military quality of the soldiers are definitely far superior to that of his own infantry unit.

This is indeed the case.

The "Ariete" Armored Division is one of the three major armored divisions in Italy. It is the elite among the elite and has a resounding name in the entire Italian army.

Even a famous general like German Field Marshal Rommel, who had a broad vision and made great military achievements, praised it highly, which shows that the strength of this unit should not be underestimated.

However, the "Ariete" Division was not fully staffed at this time. Since the 32nd Tank Regiment was temporarily withdrawn, only the 132nd Tank Regiment was left, with only about 130 M13/40 tanks.

Although the number is less than when it was fully staffed, even so, it is still an extremely powerful and difficult opponent for Bula and his infantry unit.

"Can we go around it?" Bu La frowned, thought for a while, and asked with a glimmer of hope.

He thought that since there was little chance of winning a head-on confrontation with the Ariete Armored Division, if he could go around it and avoid this powerful opponent, perhaps he could continue to move forward smoothly.

"I'm afraid we can't get around it for a while." The operations staff officer guessed his thoughts at once, shook his head helplessly, a wry smile appeared on his face, and said slowly.

He knew in his heart that Bu La was asking this question because he had no other choice, but the reality did not allow them to do so.

"Why." Bu La looked puzzled. He really couldn't understand why it was impossible to go around it. Was there any other obstacles around? So he asked hurriedly, his eyes full of confusion.

"Because we don't have enough supplies, if we go around, we will probably die of thirst before we reach our destination." The combat staff explained patiently. He knew that water was the most important thing in the desert. Without water, the soldiers couldn't last long, let alone march and fight.

In this desert area, within a radius of dozens of kilometers, only this important military town in front of us has water and a series of other supplies to maintain the survival and combat of the troops.

If they choose to go around, with their weak logistical supplies, they will not be able to support the troops to reach the next place where they can get supplies. By then, they will probably die of thirst on the road, not to mention completing combat missions and fighting the enemy.

"This is indeed a troublesome matter, but we are facing the Italian armored division. I am afraid we will not be able to defeat it in a short time." Bu La said with a worried look on his face.

He knew in his heart that if he encountered an ordinary army, he might be able to fight with the soldiers he led and the use of some tactics and strategies, and he would not be so worried.

But who can blame them for being an armored division? That powerful armored force is not something that can be easily broken through and defeated. If it were any other ordinary troops guarding here, he wouldn't be so nervous and timid as he is now, but the reality is that he has to meet such a tough opponent, which is really a headache.

"Sir, why do we have to go around it? Can't we just attack head-on?" The combat staff frowned and asked in confusion.

In his opinion, taking a detour would have many difficulties, but although a head-on attack was difficult, maybe he could fight his way out, so he was a little skeptical about Bu La's idea of ​​taking a detour.

"How can we launch a forceful attack? With the weapons and equipment we have, how can we fight against an armored division?" Bu La shook his head helplessly with a bitter smile on his face. He was not optimistic about this matter at all.

There were mostly infantry on his side with poor equipment, and the firepower of the light tanks was not enough to face the steel torrent of the armored division. If he attacked rashly, it would be like hitting a rock with an egg. He would probably be beaten to pieces before he could get close to the enemy. So he didn't even dare to think about the route of attack.

Just then, a soldier walked in hurriedly with a very different expression. His nervous and slightly surprised look made Bu La a little surprised, wondering what had happened.

"What's wrong?" Bula asked hurriedly, staring at the soldier with a vague feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

"Sir, Italy has sent people over." The soldier explained hurriedly, with a hint of surprise in his voice. After all, on this battlefield, the other side suddenly sent people over, and no one knew what they were going to do. It was really surprising.

"What?" Bu La was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He really didn't expect that the Italian army on the opposite side would actually send people over at this time. This was totally beyond his expectations.

What does it mean? Why send someone here? Is it a negotiation? No way? Several thoughts flashed through Bu La's mind in an instant, and he was full of doubts. He couldn't figure out what the other party was up to.

"Sir, should we let them in first? Let's see what they are up to?" The operations staff officer was relatively calm and reminded him. He felt that no matter what the other party's purpose was, it would be better to let them in first and understand the situation, rather than guessing blindly here. "Well, you are right, let them in first." Bu La came to his senses and nodded, thinking that what the operations staff officer said made sense. At the moment, he could only see what the other party was up to.

Not long after, an Italian major walked in with steady steps. He first looked at everyone in the room. When he saw the rank of Bula, his eyes lit up, but then he frowned and asked curiously, "Are you American soldiers?"

It's not surprising that he asked this question, because Bu La and the others were all wearing American military uniforms, and from their appearance, it was not an exaggeration to say that they were from the American military.

"What's the matter?" Bu La was naturally a little dissatisfied, frowning, with a somewhat cold tone, but he still asked. After the translator next to him heard it, he immediately translated it to the Italian major.

The Italian major didn't find it strange to hear English. After all, it was common for different languages ​​to meet on a battlefield like this. He cleared his throat and continued to speak slowly, "My superior sent me here to talk to you about whether you can take a detour or stop advancing and let us go." He conveyed the superior's instructions, hoping that the other party would agree to this request so that they could avoid a fierce battle.

Hearing this, Bu La was stunned, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief. He thought to himself, this Italian is so funny, he actually wants us to take a detour?
Still letting you go?
Why don't you just surrender?

Wouldn't that be better?
He really felt that this request was a bit ridiculous. He was shouldering a mission, so how could he just do what the other party said so easily?

"Impossible." Bu La shook his head without hesitation and rejected the proposal. He continued, "My mission is to occupy this important military town. Since you are so sincere, you can retreat. I can guarantee that we will never pursue you."

Bu La thought, since you are afraid, it would be a wise choice for you to retreat on your own initiative. This way, the two sides don't have to fight, and you can still complete the mission smoothly.

Hearing this, the Italian major's face naturally turned ugly. The reason they made such a request was mainly because they were afraid that they could not defeat the other side.

After all, the intelligence they received showed that the other side had 200,000 to 300,000 troops, and they had the support of Britain and the United States behind them. This meant that the other side must have strong backing in terms of the number of troops, equipment and supplies, and so on, and their combat effectiveness must not be bad.

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Maybe the troops in front of them were just the vanguard, deliberately luring them to attack. If they acted rashly, the other side would take the opportunity to surround them from all directions and make a fool of them. That would be terrible. This was exactly what they were most worried about.

But they did not dare to retreat without permission. After all, they were fighting in cooperation with the Germans. If they retreated like this, they would not be able to explain to the Germans. The Germans would not let them go easily. This put them in a very embarrassing situation. They could not advance or retreat. They did not know what to do for a moment.

"Can't we discuss it?" The Italian major obviously didn't give up and wanted to fight for it again. He looked at Bula eagerly, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, hoping that the other party would change his mind.

But in the end, Bu La shook his head without hesitation to refuse. His attitude was still very firm and his meaning was very clear. They either chose to retreat or fight to the end. There was no room for negotiation.

When the Italian major saw this situation, he immediately became angry and thought to himself, huh, so disrespectful?
After all, I came here to communicate with sincerity, so why don't you give me any room for maneuver?

This time he was completely enraged, his face turned red, his eyes were wide open, and he was full of anger.

However, he knew in his heart that judging from the other party's attitude, there was really no room for maneuver, and there was no point in continuing to pester him.

"Then see you on the battlefield." The Italian major gritted his teeth and said this viciously, then turned around and left angrily. His back revealed a sense of anger and unwillingness.

Bula was left standing there in confusion. He really didn't understand what the Italian army was thinking.

They were just discussing things politely, but now they suddenly turned hostile. The change was too fast, like a lunatic, and it's hard to understand.

"Why is he like a psycho?" Bu La couldn't help but complain. He scratched his head, his face full of helplessness and confusion. He really couldn't understand the logic of this Italian's behavior.

That’s right. Not only him, but everyone else in the command center also looked confused. Everyone looked at each other with the same confusion in their eyes. No one expected things to turn out like this.

"Sir? How about reporting the situation here to the headquarters?" The operations staff thought for a while and couldn't help asking. He felt that this matter was quite tricky. They were unsure and had to listen to the higher-ups. Maybe the headquarters could have a better solution.

"Well, let's report it first and see what Commander Cun says. These powers really don't understand." Bu La scratched his head and still felt that this matter was too complicated and he really couldn't handle it. He could only report the situation first and wait for Commander Cun to give instructions.

"Yes." The operations staff responded, and then hurried to sort out the relevant information and prepare to report to the headquarters.

On the other side, Cun Yunsheng was stunned for a moment after receiving Bu La's telegram. His first reaction was confusion. He kept wondering what the Italian was up to and why he made such a confusing request.

But soon, he had a second reaction. A thought suddenly flashed through his mind. Isn't this a British script? He frowned and thought carefully. If he remembered correctly, the British did something similar later.

At that time, it was the Italian armored division that asked the British army to take a detour and not provoke them, but the British were also tough and rejected the other side's request without hesitation, and did not take the Italian army's words seriously at all.

As a result, what no one expected was that after the war broke out, the Italian armored division was so aggressive and powerful that it beat the British severely in one fell swoop, making the British army look miserable.

But what was even more unexpected was yet to come. After the Italian army had defeated the British army, they actually surrendered on their own initiative, and even built a prisoner-of-war camp and locked themselves in it. This operation completely stunned the British army. The British army was also full of disbelief at the time, and they couldn't figure out what the Italian army was doing. (End of this chapter)