Chapter 1013

At Alexandria, a newly restored port, a German merchant ship came slowly. The sailors on the ship skillfully threw the ropes that fixed the ship to the workers on the dock, and soon the ropes were wrapped around the steel welded piles, and the ship was no longer shaking and became stable.

This is a German merchant ship from Italy. It is full of large caliber shells urgently needed at the front line, as well as parts for repairing 150 mm howitzers. After all, these tonnage carriers dare not get too close to the Suez Canal, which is full of Mines laid by the two armies during the confrontation.

If it was sunk by a mine, or because of some other reason, it would be an irreparable loss for the German army, which was not rich in resources. In addition, the ship also carried a lot of important guests, so the final selected port was Alexandria, which was relatively safe.

A group of businessmen in suits stepped out of the transport ship from the simple ladder and began to look at the relatively strange world for them. There is yellow sand everywhere, and even Alexandria, which is very green, is still in the color of khaki.

"It's so crude here. If I didn't hear that it is rich in oil and there is a famous Suez Canal, I really don't understand why the armies of the whole world have come here to fight for this place. " A Jew in his thirties, squinting at everything in front of him.

There are anti-aircraft guns on the port to prevent enemy planes from sneaking attack, but there are not many. These slender pipes point to the sky coldly, which brings a bit of tension to the port city.

The whole port is busy, including Marshal Rommel's l group army, general sherner's K group army and general Garibaldi's African Group. Most of the logistics supplies of hundreds of thousands of African legions depend on this famous port. From time to time, there are patrolling guards passing by, but more are loading and unloading hoisting equipment and busy workers.

The transport standards formulated by Germany finally showed their valuable value at this time. The large-scale use of containers made transportation and loading and unloading so simple for the first time. After this standardized mode of transportation was used in advance, it immediately gave off a dazzling brilliance in the war.

The distribution of goods and materials was more than twice as fast as before. Because of this improvement, the third empire saved a lot of time and money. A Jewish merchant in charge of shipping was staring at the containers that were lifted up, put directly on the trailer, and then transported out of the dock. His eyes were full of gold coins.

He pointed to the containers of different colors used to distinguish ammunition, materials, equipment and food, and said to the old man behind him, "if the head of state is dedicated to business, I really can't find anyone who can be compared with him."

"Fortunately, he's not a businessman, and he's not a hard nut to crack, is he?" The old man put his hands behind his back and said this to his valet with a smile. Then he looked at the other side of the wharf and the high-end cars from Germany: "even if he is not dedicated to business, the output value of bailanhua group is almost twice as much as that of me."

War is the catalyst for the rich. Those who have priority in knowing that war will break out, those who have priority in knowing that war will win, and those who have priority in knowing when the war will end will become super rich people in this war. It's a pity that akado goes a step further than these people: he knows what will make money in the war, and how to improve and produce these things more efficiently... What's more, he also knows the path of human development in the coming decades after the end of the war. If it doesn't make money, it's really incredible.

The shipping merchant followed the old man's eyes and found the most conspicuous German official cars. It is estimated that there are only Mercedes Benz cars in Germany, whose appearance will be so messy that people will not recognize them.

So the shipping king said with a smile to the old man around him: "it's really hard for these soldiers who are rolling in the desert to drive the Mercedes Benz officers produced in 1935 like this. If we get a satisfactory result this time, I don't mind private sponsorship of a few decent cars for the officers here. "

"Save your money. If we build a state near Jerusalem, there will be too much money to spend." The old man sneered, and then took the lead to walk toward the military vehicles. He didn't walk fast, but everyone followed him and didn't want to overstep.

When the old man approached the car, the people inside pushed the door open and got out. A colonel's adjutant respectfully jumps out of the car from the co pilot, opens the door of the rear seat, and a handsome general steps out of the car with a cynical smile on his face.

He wore a huge plexiglass goggle on his military cap and a dark scarf covered with yellow sand around his neck. He looked very fashionable and dusty. However, this dress often appears in the front page headlines of German newspapers, so almost every German can recognize the military star at a glance.

"My God, I didn't expect that it was Marshal you who came to meet me personally." The old man quickly walked two steps, but the speed was just a little bit faster than he had. He walked up to marshal Rommel with a smile, held out his hand, shook the German commander, who was almost 15 years younger than him, and said in a loud greeting.

"Ah... Mr. Enrique, the Fuehrer often tells me that you are a rare business genius in the Third Reich." Rommel shook hands with the old Jewish fox in front of him with a smile, and then asked aloud, "so I've come to meet you personally, so that you can come back to Africa with satisfaction this time! What about? How was the journey? " Enrique, the "old fox", holding Rommel's "little fox" hand, nodded and replied, "the scenery on the road is really good. I'm better, but several of us are seasick. But God help us all get here safely, that's good, that's good. "“ This is not the end. After all, the place you designated is still on the front line. So we can only take a car, cross the Suez Canal, get there, and really let you see what you want. " Rommel seemed to have some regrets, but he said with a smile on his face. When the elderly Enrique heard "what he wanted", his eyebrows moved. Hearing Rommel finish, he pointed back to the ship behind him and said, "a whole ship of supplies is not in the account of the military. There are 10 such ships behind, which are enough for you to launch an offensive."“ Then, in three days, I will invite you to watch a good play, one that you will never forget. " Rommel stopped talking nonsense and went back to his car. His adjutant signaled Enrique to get on the bus together, and then arranged the others to other cars. This team of cars left Alexandria in a mighty way. On the rickety car, Enrique put away his smile and looked at Rommel: "marshal, I heard that the Turkish front line is not going well. This failure will not affect our upcoming career, will it?" Although the defeat in Turkey has not been publicly acknowledged by the German propaganda department, this kind of news is not very difficult to obtain for the elites of the upper class. After all, people like Enrique have their own intelligence channels. Even if they are not so pervasive, it is very easy to collect such information“ That's why I asked you to provide me with an extra batch of ammunition. I don't know how you bought this material from Italy, but I will use it in Yelu? Around Salem, launch an attack. " Rommel did not hide his plan of action: "I think the time for the Third Reich to help you recapture your lost land is in recent days." Enrique heard Rommel's promise, nodded and stopped questioning. After all, the whole world has almost made it clear that the US military in the Middle East has no ability to stop the German frontal attack. So as long as Rommel really attacks, Enrique has reason to believe that the German Marshal has the ability to help the Jews regain their homeland. The car was shaking and both men were silent. Outside the window, two outdated German Crusader helicopters hovered low, escorting this luxury convoy. In the desert that can not see the end of the straight road, Mercedes Benz car team kept moving forward. From time to time on the side of the road, you can see transport convoys stopping to rest, most of them are Italian army trucks. The soldiers lean listlessly in the shade covered by the cars, with their bare upper body, squinting at the German convoy passing in front of them. Here seems to be the world of yellow sand. Occasionally, a passing electric pole proves that the team is moving forward ceaselessly. The monotonous rhythm makes people drowsy. At least Rommel and Enrique, who have stopped talking, have closed their eyes, and their bodies swing slightly with the shaking of the car“ Ahead is the Suez Canal. If Mr. Enrique is interested, you can have a look. " When passing the floating bridge on the Suez Canal, Rommel suddenly opened his mouth. Enrique did not fall asleep. He opened his eyes and looked out of the car window. He saw the battlefield where the black smoke had not completely dispersed. He saw the boat cleaning the river course and picking up the mine. He also saw a world-famous long canal under his feet.