Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

On the third day of the attack on Alexandria, General Amni stood in the command room in the city, looking tired and anxious, muttering to himself: "With such an army, how could we take Cairo?" At this moment, he had long lost the high-spirited look of the past few days. His eyes were bloodshot, as if the hard work and worry of the past few days were engraved on his face.

In the past few days, he barely slept, thinking about how to defend this extremely important port. After all, the strategic position of Alexandria Port is crucial. Once it is lost, the consequences will be disastrous. Originally, based on his past combat experience and his estimation of the enemy, he expected that this would be a fierce battle between the two sides, so he made many preparations in advance and even asked the Italian army to expand the scale of support, thinking that with the help of the Italian army, he could strengthen his own defense strength to deal with the upcoming hail of bullets and brutal confrontation.

But who could have thought that reality would bring him a "big reversal". It was indeed a fierce battle, but it was completely a one-sided "abuse". The attacking troops were so weak that they could not withstand the firepower of the German army. If the other team had not arranged a supervision team behind them to keep an eye on those soldiers, they would have been scared and fled.

Even so, some soldiers could not stand the blood and cruelty on the battlefield, their psychological defenses collapsed, and they chose to flee regardless of everything. However, what awaited them was a ruthless execution. This harsh treatment method really shocked those native soldiers who had originally thought of escaping, and made them realize that in this situation, if they wanted to save their lives, they had to do their best to capture the city in front of them. There was no other way to survive.

Because of this, from the third day on, the German army clearly felt the pressure gradually increasing. However, fortunately, the German army was well-trained and experienced in combat. With solid fortifications and excellent military qualities, the current level of pressure was still within their tolerance.

"General, I suspect they are using these troops to improve their combat effectiveness." At this time, a subordinate explained in a serious manner. There was a hint of worry in his eyes, as if he had sensed the deeper intentions behind the enemy.

"What do you mean?" General Amni frowned when he heard this and asked with a puzzled look on his face. In the eyes of the German generals, the attacking soldiers had similar skin colors and seemed to be from the same area, so they did not think about it in a more complicated way and simply thought they were just ordinary enemy troops.

In fact, for those Western powers, the entire Far East is like a whole in their cognition. Just like the British occupation of Burma, it was also achieved by signing a so-called agreement with China; the French occupation of Annan was the same routine. In their view, this kind of relationship between the sovereign and the vassal state is essentially the same as the nature of a colony, where one party has a strong control over the other. It is based on this inherent cognition and thinking mode that General Amni was very confused about his subordinates' words and did not quite understand the deep meaning.

"General, based on our understanding, this should not be their main force. I suspect it is just a group of newly recruited soldiers. Their purpose is to use us to train the combat effectiveness of the troops." The subordinate hurriedly reported in detail. While he was speaking, he paid attention to the changes in General Amni's expression, hoping to make the general understand his judgment as soon as possible.

"According to our observations, at least two or three troops with different numbers have appeared these days, and they always choose to retreat when their casualties reach 20%." The subordinate continued to add, revealing all the key details he had observed, trying to make General Amni see the enemy's current combat mode more clearly.

"Starting today, their offensive power has increased. Not only that, but even their tactics have improved a lot compared to before." The subordinate went on to explain. He knew very well that these changes were not accidental, and there must be a carefully planned strategic intention of the other party hidden behind them.

"So, I have reason to suspect that they just want to use us to improve the combat effectiveness of their troops." The subordinate concluded with unquestionable certainty in his tone. He felt that judging from various signs, this was the enemy's plan.

"So far, the effect is quite good. But if it lasts for a long time, it may cause us huge trouble." The subordinate added worriedly. He knew very well that if the other side was allowed to continuously train the troops with the help of actual combat, the opponents faced by the German army in the future would become increasingly difficult to deal with.

General Amni's face suddenly turned ugly after hearing this. He knew what this meant. As time went on, the enemy would gradually train more and more elite troops. By then, the advantages that the German army had originally built up with excellent equipment and rich experience would probably be gradually weakened. This would have a very adverse impact on the German army's overall strategic layout in North Africa and its goal of defending Alexandria.

Thinking of this, General Amni kept thinking about how to break the impasse. He thought about it and went through all the possibilities in his mind, but he found helplessly that unless reinforcements could arrive in time, it would be difficult to find an effective solution for the current situation. However, all battlefields were taking up the energy of the German army, and they were in urgent need of military support everywhere. It was basically a luxury to expect reinforcements, which made him feel even more depressed, as if a big stone was pressing on him.

"Think of a way to increase the lethality." After a long silence, General Amni gritted his teeth and spoke solemnly. He felt that since there was no way to get support from the outside, he could only focus on the present and start from himself, increase firepower as much as possible, and increase the intensity of attacks on the enemy, so as to disrupt the opponent's plan to train troops and weaken the opponent's growth momentum.

"Understood." After hearing this, the subordinate immediately nodded solemnly in response, then turned around to convey the order and began to arrange relevant combat matters.

On the other side, Bu La was sitting in a makeshift tent, quietly looking at the casualty report of the past three days in his hand. His face looked extremely calm, without the slightest panic or frustration. In his opinion, less than 7,000 people were killed. Compared with the size of the 50,000-man army, this number was indeed not too much and was still within his acceptable range.

Moreover, after three days of fierce fighting, the troops in hand have been well tempered. The soldiers have seen blood and experienced the baptism of war. The momentum of the whole team is really different from before. Before, this army looked like a mob put together at random. The soldiers were loose and undisciplined. They fought without any rules and had no fighting spirit.

But now it is different. After this actual combat training, the soldiers at least no longer have that kind of frivolous and casual performance. There is a little more determination and ruthlessness in their eyes, and they walk with a tough style of soldiers, which makes Bu La very satisfied. He finally understood why Cun Yunsheng allocated so many troops to him. It turned out that he wanted to let the troops grow rapidly in the flames of war through such real battles. According to the current situation, as long as there are a few more such battles, the "soft bones" in the troops will be screened out, and the remaining ones will look like elite troops. Bu La calculated in his heart that it would be good if only 20,000 or 30,000 of the 50,000 troops could be left in the end, but as long as such an elite division could be built, all the costs paid before would be worth it. There was a hint of expectation in his eyes, as if he had seen the scene of this unit killing all sides on the battlefield in the future.

"It looks like I have to ask the commander for another batch of troops." Bu La sat in the tent, looking at the paper recording the casualties in his hand, muttering, frowning slightly, thinking about the next troop replenishment. After all, the losses in the past few days of fighting are really not small. If you want to continue fighting, you naturally have to replenish troops.

Fortunately, what they lack the most now is these natives. As long as they are willing to recruit, they can always gather a lot of people, so he is not really worried about the lack of troops. Thinking of this, Bu La did not delay and immediately picked up a pen and wrote a telegram, detailing the current casualties of the troops, the progress of the battle, and the request for additional troops, and then sent it to Cun Yunsheng.

On the other hand, Cun Yunsheng, who received the telegram, just glanced at the content of the telegram casually, and a meaningful smile appeared on his lips. He knew very well that doing so was not only to replenish troops, consume those natives, and strengthen the combat effectiveness of the troops, but also for another very important purpose, which was to "cry poor" to Stilwell.

You know, the German army is recognized as strong. Although its performance on various battlefields has ups and downs, its overall combat effectiveness and military quality are still quite feared. If he could win battles again and again with a group of so-called miscellaneous troops on the battlefield in North Africa, even if Stilwell believed it, it would inevitably cause jealousy from others after it was spread out. In this complex situation, being too prominent is not a good thing, and it is easy to cause all kinds of unnecessary troubles.

Therefore, in order to keep a low profile, Cun Yunsheng could only come up with this solution. He had to let Stilwell know how difficult it was for him to fight here, and he had to report to him from time to time about the huge casualties and losses here. Only by letting the other party know the difficult situation he was facing at all times could he be safer in this undercurrent environment, not be targeted, and better plan subsequent combat operations.

"Transfer another 30,000 people over." After a little thought, Cun Yunsheng waved his hand and made a decision without hesitation. He continued to allocate 30,000 people to Bula. In his opinion, as long as he could achieve his goals, it would be worth paying the price of these troops.

"Commander, if we go on like this, I'm afraid our casualties will be very high." Yao Ma, who was standing nearby, saw Cun Yunsheng's move and couldn't help but ask, his face full of worry. He thought to himself that if they kept investing troops in the battle, the casualties would surely increase, as guns and cannons were blind on the battlefield. This was not a good idea.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng nodded, his expression became serious, and he said slowly: "You are right, but this is the only way we can do now." He knew the consequences of doing so, but considering the current situation and weighing the interests of all parties, there seemed to be no better choice, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to waste time like this.

Hearing this, Yao Ma was puzzled. He really couldn't understand why they insisted on doing this even though they knew there would be heavy casualties. His heart was full of doubts and his brows were tightly furrowed, but he didn't know what to say. He could only stand there and wait for Cun Yunsheng to explain further.

"Alexandria is a century-old port. It is difficult to take it all at once. We can only slowly consume the German army. Moreover, our offensive is swift and fierce, while other battlefields are not performing well." Cun Yunsheng stood there, his eyes deep and meaningful. He knew the defensive strength and strategic significance behind this port. After a century of development, the defense system of Alexandria was quite complete. The German army was heavily guarded. It was almost impossible to conquer it all at once. Therefore, we could only adopt this tactic of slowly consuming, and wear down the German army's spirit bit by bit, looking for the right time to break through.

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Moreover, in the overall battle situation at the moment, only their offensive was still swift and fierce. In other battlefields, they were either in a stalemate or not progressing smoothly. In this situation, if they stood out too much, it would be too conspicuous.

"Remember that we are just an expeditionary force. If we perform too well, someone might come and take advantage of us." Cun Yunsheng continued, with a hint of helplessness in his tone. Although their expeditionary force has a certain combat effectiveness, it is in a complex situation after all. The interests behind it and the game of various forces cannot be ignored. If they make military achievements one after another and stand out too much, they will definitely attract the attention of some people with ulterior motives. Those people will be jealous of their achievements and may try to seize the command.

Yao Ma was speechless now. He thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case. If they made many achievements, they would definitely become the focus of everyone's attention, and then all kinds of troubles would come.

After all, their logistics supply is controlled by the US military, which is equivalent to their lifeline being held in the hands of others. If those people have bad intentions and want to snatch the results, if they dare to say "no", the US military will directly cut off their logistics supply. Then on this battlefield, without material support, guns without ammunition, and people without food, they will be the only ones who will suffer.

It would be better to behave mediocrely now. Although it may not seem so glorious, at least it will not attract too much attention from others. You can fight steadily according to your own plan without having to deal with those intrigues and scrambles for credit.

"The appropriate loss of some troops will win Stilwell's sympathy. It will only benefit us, not harm us." After Cun Yunsheng finished speaking, he patted the other's shoulder gently, as if he was comforting Yao Ma, or as if he was emphasizing the rationality of his strategy.

In his opinion, by showing Stilwell the casualties of the troops and the difficulties of the battle, he would make the other side feel that they really had a hard time. In this way, Stilwell would be more inclined to support them out of sympathy or consideration of the overall war situation, and give them more convenience in logistics supply and troop deployment. In the long run, this is indeed a helpless but relatively safe approach. (End of this chapter)