Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

"Build a prisoner-of-war camp by ourselves?" Bu La widened his eyes, his face full of disbelief. He originally thought that the Italian army's voluntary surrender was incredible and shocking enough, but who knew that their next wave of actions made Bu La feel that his brain was almost unable to comprehend.

He stood there with his mouth slightly open, and it took him a long time to recover from the shock. He thought to himself, this Italian army's thinking process is too strange. Why do they always do unexpected things?

Even though Bu La felt that he had been dealing with the Italian army for some time and thought he knew them quite well, he couldn't help but be stunned for a long time at this moment.

He really couldn't understand how in this world it was possible that a country would be busy building a prisoner-of-war camp before formally surrendering. This was totally against common sense.

"Yes, they are building a prisoner-of-war camp, and they said they would surrender after it was completed." The officer who came to report was also helpless, shaking his head helplessly as he spoke. He also felt that this matter was too bizarre and too explosive.

I have been on the battlefield for so many years and have never encountered such a situation. However, this is the fact that I saw with my own eyes and heard with my own ears. I can't help but believe it.

Yao Ma next to him looked like he had seen a ghost. His eyes were wide open, his face was full of astonishment, and he kept muttering, "This... this is too ridiculous."

"Bula, are you sure the other party is an elite armored division?" Yao Ma turned his head, looked at Bula, and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

He really found it unbelievable and couldn't connect this bizarre behavior with an elite armored division.

It's no wonder he said that. It's really ridiculous. Just because Bu La led a division to provide support, they were ready to surrender?
This is too easy! How could an elite force be so weak?

More importantly, they built the prisoner-of-war camps themselves, which is simply outrageous.

Yao Ma thought that if he told this to others, others would think he was bragging or making it up, and no one would believe him. But the facts were before him, and he couldn't help but believe it. Even though he felt it was ridiculous, he had no choice but to accept this reality.

"It is indeed an elite armored division with strong combat effectiveness. If I hadn't asked the supervision team to supervise the battle, I would have been defeated long ago." Bu La recalled the fierce fighting on the battlefield before and said with lingering fear.

He clearly remembered how fierce the offensive of the Italian elite armored division was and how difficult it was for his side to fight. He almost couldn't hold on for several times. If he hadn't arranged a supervision team to watch from behind and put pressure on the soldiers so that they didn't dare to retreat easily, the team would have been defeated by the enemy long ago.

Therefore, the performance of the Italian army made him feel even more incredible. They obviously had strong combat effectiveness, so why did they suddenly do such a confusing thing?

"I really don't understand. The elite armored division actually surrendered voluntarily and even built trenches on its own initiative. Are all Italian troops like this?" Yao Ma frowned, his face full of confusion. He shook his head helplessly as he spoke. He really couldn't understand the reason behind this.

In his opinion, elite troops have a strong fighting will and sense of honor. Even if the battle is difficult, they should fight to the last moment. How could they surrender so easily and even start building trenches? This is really unreasonable. Do all Italian troops have this unique style of behavior?
"Maybe it's their characteristic?" After a long time, Bu La finally uttered this sentence. He really couldn't find a better explanation, so he could only make such a joke.

After all, this series of operations by the Italian army is really confusing. Apart from saying that it is their unique "characteristic", there seems to be no other explanation that can make sense.

In response to this, Yao Ma did not refute, but nodded in agreement. He thought to himself, maybe this is really the case. The Italian army's style of doing things has always been a little unpredictable. Understanding it this way can give himself a reasonable excuse.

"Okay, pack up and keep moving forward. The commander ordered me before we set off to reach Cairo as soon as possible." Yao Ma seemed to have remembered something important and hurriedly reminded him with a serious look in his eyes. After all, the commander's order cannot be delayed and they have to move towards the target quickly.

Hearing this, Bu La nodded, and then began to give orders in an orderly manner. He directed the soldiers to pack their equipment and prepare to continue their march.

Since the Italian army took the initiative to build a prisoner-of-war camp, it seems that they are determined to surrender, so there is no need to worry too much about this place.

"Just leave a company of soldiers to guard it." Bula thought about it and made arrangements. He thought that with such a company guarding here, there shouldn't be any big problems. They could watch over the surrendering Italian troops and ensure that the situation here was stable so that there wouldn't be any chaos.

However, he was somewhat envious of the tanks left behind by the Italian army. Looking at those steel behemoths quietly parked there, he thought to himself that if he could use these tanks, the combat effectiveness of his team would be greatly improved.

Unfortunately, considering that most of his subordinates were indigenous people, they knew nothing about these modern weapons and equipment and had no idea how to operate these tanks. Even if they got the tanks, they would not be able to make full use of them. After much thought, he had no choice but to give up this tempting idea.

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"Choose to surrender?" In the headquarters of the German North African Corps in Alexandria, General Arnim frowned and looked at the telegram in his hand with an extremely gloomy face. His eyes were full of shock and anger, as if he couldn't believe that the news conveyed in the telegram was true.

He had placed high hopes on the Italian armored division before, thinking that with their combat effectiveness, they would be able to play a significant role on the battlefield and cause considerable hindrance to the enemy.

But he never expected that they would surrender. This was disappointing enough for him. What was even more outrageous was that they took the initiative to build a prisoner-of-war camp. This was simply unheard of and extremely absurd.

"What the hell is going on? How could there be such an army?" General Arnim couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He really couldn't understand what was going on in the Italian army's brain circuits. The things they did were more bizarre than the last. They were totally inconsistent with what a regular army should be like.

For a moment, General Anim wondered how he could be so unlucky to have chosen such stupid teammates?
He was filled with regret, but it was too late to say anything now. On the battlefield, you can't just change teammates whenever you want. If he could, he would definitely kick the other party out without hesitation to avoid causing trouble for himself. "Commander, what should we do now? The enemy will definitely march straight to Cairo. We don't have many troops there." The operations staff said with a serious face and worried.

He knew very well that with the surrender of the Italian army, the enemy would be unhindered and would certainly take advantage of the situation to move forward straight to Cairo. The German troops stationed in Cairo were limited in number and could not withstand the enemy's attack at all. The situation was extremely critical, so he hurriedly asked the general for the next countermeasures.

"I know." General Arnim nodded solemnly. He knew very well that the current situation was serious. He had been expecting the Italian army to make a difference on the battlefield and help his side. However, their current bizarre performance really made him speechless. At the same time, it also made the entire battle situation extremely unfavorable to the German army. But now he could only bite the bullet and find a way to deal with it. However, for the time being, he could not think of any good way to reverse this bad situation.

"Now we can only hope that the defenders of Cairo can hold out until the reinforcements arrive." General Arnim frowned, his eyes solemn, and said helplessly.

He knew very well that in the current situation, the Italian army had already surrendered, and the enemy would certainly speed up the pace of attack and head straight for Cairo. The only thing the German army could do was to pin their hopes on the local defenders in Cairo, hoping that they could rely on their existing strength to hold their positions until reinforcements arrived. Otherwise, once Cairo was lost, the situation in the entire North Africa would be completely ruined and could never be saved.

In fact, he had already reported the emergency situation here to the base camp a long time ago, and earnestly requested the base camp to send more reinforcements as soon as possible.

After all, facing such a fierce enemy offensive, the existing troops alone are not enough to resist it, and strong support must be provided.

But there was no reply from the base camp for a while.

To put it bluntly, the German army's overall strength is now very tight, fierce fighting is going on in every battlefield, and troop reinforcements are urgently needed everywhere, so the headquarters cannot withdraw too many troops to support North Africa for the time being.

Now the fighting on all battlefields is in full swing, and everyone is requesting reinforcements from the headquarters. Take the Western Front for example, there are millions of troops confronting each other there, which is the key to the direction of the entire war. Naturally, they cannot be mobilized at will. Any slight mistake may lead to a series of serious consequences, causing the entire situation to get out of control.

What about those newly formed recruits?

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General Arnim thought to himself, forget it, this is simply not realistic.

Those new recruits had just joined the army and were seriously lacking in military literacy and combat experience. Pulling them into this cruel battlefield to face such a powerful enemy offensive would be like sending sheep into a tiger's mouth. It would be of no use at all and might even make the situation worse.

"But can the headquarters still send out reinforcements?" The combat staff frowned, his face full of worry, but he couldn't help but ask.

He was well aware of the current predicament, but he still had a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping that the base camp would be able to dispatch reinforcements to help them resolve the current critical situation.

"Not much hope." General Arnim said bitterly, his face full of helplessness and frustration. He knew that, judging from the current overall deployment of the German army, it would be too difficult for the headquarters to withdraw troops to support North Africa, but the current situation did not allow them to sit and wait for death. They could only take one step at a time and try to think of other ways to deal with it. However, his heart was always heavy, and he was a little breathless under the huge pressure.

"If that's the case, then we're in trouble. We can only report the situation here to Field Marshal Rommel and hope he can send reinforcements." The operations staff frowned and suggested anxiously. He knew that the situation in North Africa was critical and it was difficult for the headquarters to dispatch reinforcements. Now he could only pin his hopes on Field Marshal Rommel. After all, the marshal controlled a lot of troops. If he could get his support, he might be able to stabilize the situation in North Africa.

Hearing this, General Anim sighed heavily, and that sigh was full of helplessness and fatigue. Then he nodded slowly and agreed to the other party's plan.

He really had no better solution, so he could only try his best and hope that Marshal Rommel would lend a helping hand.

Not long after, Field Marshal Rommel, who was far away in Persia, received the other side's telegram.

He sat in his command post, picked up the telegram calmly, and read its contents carefully. After reading it, his expression did not change much, and his face remained calm.

In other words, he had long been accustomed to the Italian army's performance.

After all, he had been dealing with the Italian army for a long time, and he had seen many of the Italian army's unpredictable and often disruptive behavior. So when the Italian army did this bizarre thing of surrendering and building a prisoner-of-war camp, although he felt a little helpless, he was not too surprised, as he had already been mentally prepared.

"It's really a tough unit. They hit our weak spot with one strike." Marshal Rommel put down the telegram, shook his head and sighed softly.

He knew in his heart that the surrender of the Italian army had created a huge loophole in the German army's layout in North Africa. The enemy would certainly seize this opportunity to take advantage of the situation. This would undoubtedly be a blow to the German army, and the situation would probably become even more difficult.

"Your Excellency Marshal, are you going to come back to provide assistance?" The combat staff officer standing aside asked with a look of curiosity and anxiety.

He really wanted to know what the marshal thought. After all, this was related to whether North Africa could get timely support and whether the enemy's next attack could be stopped. So he looked at Marshal Rommel eagerly, waiting for his reply.

"How is the Persian army being reorganized?" Rommel did not answer the combat staff's question, but asked instead.

He had his own considerations in mind. The current situation of the Persian army was the key to the subsequent overall strategic layout. If the Persian army had not yet been reorganized, and he rashly transferred troops to North Africa, it would be very likely that he would not be able to take care of both sides. Therefore, he had to first understand the situation of the Persian army before deciding whether to send troops back and how many troops to send. (End of this chapter)