.Looking at the team marching on the mountain road, Rommel couldn't help feeling helpless. The training scheduled for four weeks was suddenly reduced to three weeks. Although some scheduled training subjects could not be implemented, this would inevitably have some adverse effects on the troops.

Fortunately, Rommel's troops received some compensation from other places before departure. Since the German combat troops formed in the name of the mercenary regiment arrived smoothly, in order to cooperate with this anti-encirclement and suppression operation, the command specially selected an infantry squad from the mercenary regiment to supplement Rommel's 23rd Battalion.

Although there were only 10 soldiers in this squad, Rommel was happy for a while when they came to report. They were nominally shoulder mercenaries, but in fact, they were real German soldiers like Rommel.

1 non-commissioned officer plus 9 soldiers, standard German Army organization!

1 Firebird improved light machine gun, 1 mp16 submachine gun, 2 Ruger 08 pistols and 7 Mauser 1898 rifles, standard German Army configuration!

Rommel organized the newly arrived mercenary infantry squad into the battalion, and immediately announced that the entire battalion would be set off to the north of Morelos.

Along the way, Rommel learned that everyone in this infantry squad had no acquaintance with each other before. Squad leader Sergeant Fred was from East Prussians, served in the 8th German Army, participated in two major battles, and participated in more than 20 battles of varying scales, and won a second-level Iron Cross. Due to the regulations of the mercenary regiment, he could only stay in the country. The machine gunner Winner was a Bavarian. He served in the 6th Army, shot countless enemies, and won the second-level Iron Cross.

A Cross Medal was included in the reserve service at the beginning of the year; the deputy machine gunner Joseph, a Bavarian, is 23 years old this year, and has been in service for 4 years. He was originally scheduled to be transferred to the reserve service at the end of the year. Seven riflesmen are also from various regions of Germany, between the ages of 22 and 28, and all have combat experience in at least one battle and ten battles. Among them, Private Igo is a semi-professional sniper and has studied sniper technology for a period of time in the wartime sniper training school.

The weapons used by the mercenary regiments are all German goods, but these soldiers are not wearing traditional gray uniforms. Instead, they are replaced by the most commonly used mortar khaki uniforms in the British army, and the ground on their heads is a special steel helmet with no edges on the ground. The purpose of wearing this is very simple, which is to try not to let outsiders see their identities. If they are unfortunately captured by the US military, they have a fake certificate in their pockets that proves that they are Austrian citizens. A contract for the mercenary regiment can protect their lives after being captured, and the German government will have the opportunity to exchange them back through secret diplomatic channels afterwards.

Of course, if our General Rommel is unfortunately captured, similar forged identity and mercenary contracts can also guarantee his life, as long as he is not so unlucky to be shot dead on the spot.

Departing from the base in the morning, Rommel and his battalion had already left the peasant army-controlled area before noon. After that, he asked the two platoons of the company to be responsible for the marching alert tasks and ordered the soldiers not to speak during the marching. Judging from the situation in one afternoon, the training of these three weeks still achieved good results.

Because they only carried weapons and dry food for two days, Rommel's 23rd Battalion marched very fast. At dusk, they arrived on a small hill more than 50 kilometers west of Mexico City, with a sandy road not far from the bottom of the mountain. The US Expeditionary Force used this road as the northern blockade to isolate the Peasant Army's Morelos base from the outside world. Therefore, if you want to enter and exit Morelos from the north, this road is a must-pass road.

"Let the troops hide in the woods, no one is allowed to speak out. Everyone should take care of their own weapons and never get out of fire!" Rommel gave a commander to Jehart, and then took Sergeant Fred, the squad leader of the mercenary squad, to some places in front to observe the situation below with a telescope.

Stay, under the setting sun, you can see a small house on both sides of the road at any distance, which is a temporary checkpoint built by the US military. There is also a small guardhouse with a searchlight on the house. On each guardhouse, there is a soldier carrying a rifle standing guard. A patrol team of 8 people is walking back and forth between checkpoints 4,500 meters apart. It is really difficult to pass or attack such a blockade during the day. Rommel estimated that when a certain part of the highway

When attacked, the US patrol team with 3 or 4 checkpoints around within 5 minutes could come to reinforce, and the number of US troops gathered at the site of the accident within 10 minutes should be about 200. No wonder the peasant army guerrillas were always driven and attacked by the opponent's superior forces when attacking the US transport team at night. It turned out that the Americans had strengthened their blockade line deployment, and it was not surprising that the guerrillas with more than 20 people were becoming increasingly difficult to achieve results.

"It's true that he's very cautious!" Rommel said as he handed the telescope to Fred, "How did you come here last time? Was it while it's dark?"

Fred looked at Rommel very seriously, "No, we touched a checkpoint and killed all the American soldiers inside. Then we walked over with a swagger!"

Rommel was a little surprised and envious. If his former armored regiment was also here, he could have crossed the US military blockade line and even cleared the US military outpost along the blockade line, instead of sneaking in while it was dark as before.

"What's in the checkpoint?" Rommel asked.

Fred thought for a while, "A dozen beds, a few boxes of ammunition, some food, and... a phone number! Yes, a phone number!"

Rommel silently wrote down these in his heart.

"Look, a convoy is coming!" Fred whispered to Rommel, "From the east, there are a total of... 1 car and 6 trucks covered with canvas. They may be filled with soldiers or ammunition and medicine!"

At this moment, Rommel heard a strange sound coming from a distance. After listening carefully for a few seconds, he quickly pulled Fred up and hugged his waist and walked towards the small woods hidden in the army.

Half a minute later, a US-made biplane reconnaissance plane flew over the woods, made a bend in a short while, and then slowly flew west along the road.

"The ones flying from the day before yesterday were all our planes!" Jahart said mockingly.

"Go and ask them if they know how often American planes appear in this area!" Rommel pointed to the Mexican soldiers sitting under the shade of trees.

After finding a few Mexicans to find out the situation, Jayhart turned it back, "Some of them said 5 minutes, some of them said 5 hours, and some for half an hour, and their opinions were very disagreeable!"

Rommel looked up at the scene outside. It was less than an hour before darkness.

"It's okay, let's wait until it's dark before taking action!"

The nights in winter are much longer than in summer. Before 6 o'clock, the sky outside becomes completely dark.

After that, Rommel found commanders from each company, who were the most dedicated and disciplined in training. After some advice, Rommel took the mercenary squad and the 1, 2, and 3rd companies to go down the mountain, while the 4th company stayed in place to prepare for the response.

After dark, the winding road did not fall into darkness. The searchlights of the US military post scanned the road back and forth, and the patrol team with flashlights continued to patrol the road back and forth.

"Jerhart, let the 1st Company Commander and the 2nd Company Commander act according to my order just now, and cut off the telephone line on the roadside at the beginning of the battle! Also, only block the attack and not attack. When you hear the whistle, you will immediately retreat to the mountain! Fred, take your squad's machine guns and 4 infantrymen to the hill. After the battle begins, you will be responsible for suppressing the firepower of the US military within 400 meters of the east and west!"

After that, Rommel called several soldiers responsible for burying the mines and asked them to bury the rope-type mines on the road while they were scanning the searchlights, and then they pulled the mines back to see the green signal flare.

"Igo, how many searchlights can you turn off at this position?" Rommel called the only sniper in the infantry squad. Here, his rifle was equipped with a 6x scope.

Igo looked left and right, "3 on the left and 2 on the right. It's hard to reach it any further!"

"Okay, after the battle begins, you will be responsible for those searchlights!"

After the order was issued, Rommel took out a very small revolver from his bag and carefully put a signal flare in it.

Soon, each company completed the scheduled deployment according to the order, and now it is only waiting for the next US military convoy to arrive.

The winter night was long and cold. Mexican soldiers began to feel the coldness existed, squatting in the grass and bushes by the roadside. They either squatted or lay there, their only movement was to rub their hands gently.

In contrast, the American soldiers in charge of patrol were not so patient. As time went by, they gradually reduced the frequency of patrols and hid in a somewhat simple but cold checkpoint that was enough to resist the wind and cold. The soldiers in charge of the searchlight were still constantly scanning the road with the thick light column, but they were obviously absent-minded.

At around 8 pm, Rommel waited for the first convoy to pass here at night. However, he found that the other party had 20 trucks through the headlights in the distance, which was much more than the "fishing net" he prepared for the Americans.

When the US military cars passed through the ground one by one, Rommel, holding a signal gun, was still a little nervous. If the Mexican soldiers under him could not help but open fire, he would immediately send an attack signal. If the car was full of American soldiers, he would have to blow the whistle and announce his retreat.

Fortunately, until the last car disappeared at the end of the road, the Mexican soldiers did not rashly pull their triggers, and the three-week reinforcement scraping at least made them remember to obey the orders.

More than half an hour later, another convoy appeared, this time there were 8 trucks covered with canvas. When the fourth car was about to pass through the mine to be buried, Rommel pulled the trigger in time.

After a few booms, two US trucks in the middle suddenly overturned to the side. Immediately afterwards, a truck in the front that attempted to escape also lost its direction in a dense bullet. The remaining trucks finally stopped at the muzzle of the peasant army.

At the same time, the searchlights in front and rear of the convoy were turned off one after another, and a large area was in darkness. Taking advantage of this opportunity, soldiers from the 1st and 2nd Company quickly broke the telephone line on the side of the road.

Near the convoy, several small fires left by the mine explosion were still burning on the ground, dark red bullets occasionally crossed the night sky, and the US soldiers who jumped out of the truck were quickly knocked down. After being fired by a machine gun, there were very few left.

At this time, Rommel patted Jahart on the shoulder, and the guy then let out a strong voice:

"Three-company attack!"

Amid a burst of shouts of rushing to the dou, more than 60 soldiers, mostly between the ages of 20 and 30, rushed off the road in a swarm. Under this sudden and violent attack, the last few soldiers in the US convoy immediately gave up their resistance.

The soldiers climbed onto the truck and shouted: "It's food!"

"General, it's food!" Jayhart looked at Rommel excitedly.

Rommel said a word with a cold expression: "Burn!"

After hesitating for two seconds, Jahart came over freshly. The situation at this time did not allow them to move the heavy food back to the base.

"yes!"

Soon, gunfires on both sides of the east and west were dense, and it seemed that the two companies responsible for the blocking had a fire with the US reinforcements.

At this moment, the soldiers of the 3rd Company lit the fuel tanks of the trucks. After a few muffled bangs, the truck full of food turned into balls of fire. After picking up guns scattered on the ground, the soldiers of the 3rd Company quickly evacuated the road.

Hush... Hush...

A minute later, Rommel blew the retreating whistle, and the gunshots on both sides gradually subsided. In the end, only those injured American soldiers were still wailing.

Before the US military launched a large-scale dialing, Rommel's troops had retreated to safety. Although the expected weapons and ammunition were not seized in the battle, the first victory after the reorganization would undoubtedly bring great encouragement to these Mexican soldiers. What is even more gratifying is that the two soldiers of the 3rd Company took a bag of canned beef from the truck before evacuating. Although Rommel was a little dissatisfied with this behavior, he still let the more than 200 people gather together to enjoy a big meal of Yatou. Although each person could only get half a can of beef, the smile on each face was so satisfying.

After counting the battle losses, Rommel was no longer happy. Such an ambush was very exciting, killing and wounding at least 50 US soldiers, but the cost of bullets, grenades and mines was also very expensive. With the remaining ammunition in the hands of the soldiers, Rommel estimated that they could deal with an ambush of the same scale at most.

After that, the troops will be in a situation where they are out of ammunition and food.

After continuing to walk west for about 5 kilometers, Rommel asked everyone to rest on the spot. After a while, most of the people were sleepy except for the police sentinels. After thinking for a long time, Rommel decided to take the troops outside the US blockade line, so that he would have the opportunity to find assistance from German merchants near the port.

As far as he knows, there are many weapons and ammunition that have been transported to Mexico but cannot be sent to the base for the time being. In several private warehouses near the port of Tampico, a large number of brand new rifles and bullets have been stored there for several days. It is probably not difficult to get some food from there.
Chapter completed!