At the afternoon of September 19, 1942, on the scorching coastal highway, a convoy of tanks and armored vehicles was advancing quickly, rolling up yellow sand in the sky. Soon they appeared in front of the position of the 7th Motorized Brigade of the 1st Armored Division of the 6th British Empire Army.??

Captain Clark, who was leading his subordinates to build a position, could see clearly in the telescope that the pioneer of the fast armored formation was 8 Crusaders, followed by 16 m4 Sherman tanks, and the Daimler-wilddog armored vehicle in the middle was revealed. Because he had not received a notice from such a convoy, and with the head conveying the order that the German African Army might face tomorrow, he became suspicious. While vigilantly signaling his subordinates to prepare for the battle, he lowered his body to see what was going on.

The other party seemed to be rushing all the way unscrupulously, and stopped only when he reached the position. An officer with the rank of lieutenant colonel got off a commanding armored vehicle, holding the briefcase common to the command staff. He said to the closest Corporal Adams, who was obviously a little stunned, "Hey, Corporal, which part of you are?"

“We are from the 7th Motorcycle Tour, which part of you are?”

"I am Robin, the chief of staff of the 42nd Royal Tank Regiment of the 1st Tank Brigade, where are your commanders?" The lieutenant colonel was dressed neatly and shiny in steel helmet. He spoke with a standard Oxford accent as soon as he spoke. The aristocratic look in his every move made Corporal Adams, who had been fighting recently, seem ashamed of himself. After he hurriedly saluted, he immediately pointed to the lurking direction of Clark, and betrayed his company commander without hesitation.

Seeing that the situation had become like this, Clark could no longer hide. While hinting the people around him, he ran over to greet him.w? The other party lazily returned a gift, took out a document and handed it over: "Captain, I am Lieutenant Colonel Robin of the 1st Armored Brigade, this is my document."

Clark opened the ID and took a look. Sure enough, he clearly stated the other party's military rank, position, unit and other information. From the photo to the steel seal, he could not see any flaws. It was very impolite to check the officer's certificate of a high-ranking officer on the battlefield. He immediately returned the ID to the other party. Before he could ask the other party about his purpose, Lieutenant Colonel Robin showed his white teeth and said in an obviously arrogant tone: "Why have you stopped? Didn't Chief Montgomery ask you to pursue the Italians?"

"Sir... Sir." Clark didn't know how to answer, but after thinking about it, he still pushed the responsibility up. "The superiors have an order to build fortifications on the spot to resist Guderian's troops."

"Before the Germans came, you can ignore Italians?" The other party was obviously choked by this explanation and asked in confusion, "That was not what the people in the headquarters said before I came. They also swear to me that they would deal with the Italians as soon as possible."

"Who knows what's above?" Clark smiled embarrassedly, spread his hands, and said he didn't want to continue to go deeper on this topic. Then the scene fell into a brief silence, only the soldiers around him cast curious eyes. Lieutenant Colonel Robin asked, "How is your position being built?"

"Sir." Clark did not answer the question, but asked, "What's the point of doing here?"

"Sir Montgomery is afraid that you will not be able to deal with the Italians quickly, so he specially asked us to come and strengthen our combat power." Robin seemed to suddenly realize, and then he took out the command from the briefcase. Clark glanced at him and returned it to the other party. He had never contacted the command from the command before, and this was not something he should know at this level, and he could not tell the truth or false at all.

Clark looked puzzled at this order: "There are regulations for the entire division to build a defensive position on the spot, and all troops guard the defense zones. No vehicle shall act without authorization. I cannot let you go before receiving the order."

"What's this a bullshit rule?" The opposite side was obviously in flames. "Does our tanks and armored vehicles be parked outside? Wouldn't it be that when the Germans came, we became their targets?"

"Sir, why not like this, I'll call you to ask about the situation..."

"Okay, please don't let me wait too long."

Clark immediately ran to the field telephone, picked up the microphone and said a few words, and ran back immediately: "Sir, the battalion commander said he didn't know about this, so he asked you to wait for a while and he would ask for instructions."

"Of course there is no problem." Lieutenant Colonel Robin found a place to sit down. Clark obviously could not make the scene too embarrassing. In addition, he had not completely dispelled his doubts about the lieutenant Colonel. He always felt that the time for the other party to appear was strange, so he talked about the family matters without saying anything. He talked about Robin's accent. Clark had a sudden inspiration and said that although he grew up in Cambridgeshire and had contacted many students from Oxford and Cambridge universities, he could only understand the Oxford accent that was passed on campus and could not speak.

"Is that? That's a coincidence." Lieutenant Colonel Robin suddenly became enthusiastic: "I have been in Cambridge for several years, but unfortunately I didn't know you at the beginning."

He said, taking out two packs of Italian cigarettes from his briefcase and greeted the soldiers watching the fun with a smile: "Come on, try them all, all the best Italian goods are seized by us, much better than the American camel card." The soldiers glanced at Clark, and then stared at the cigarettes with fiery eyes. Clark had no other choice but to split them up on the spot, and the position was soon filled with joy.

After a round of cigarettes, Lieutenant Colonel Robin and Captain Clark, who had just met before, seemed to have become extremely familiar old friends and began to brag and chat endlessly. Lieutenant Colonel Robin was very eloquent, and he loved to show off. He kept talking about the various things he had studied at Cambridge University: the most high-end bar near the school, which not only contained the best Scotch whiskey, but also the rare French brandy from Hesse and Bavaria in Germany, and then said a few dirty words that men knew, which made the soldiers around him amused.

Poor Clark was born into a civilian family and had been a captain for many years. He had no chance to see the life of the upper class before. He had only heard of the names or even seen one side of the race, and he didn't dare to go in and consume them at all. However, the places mentioned by Lieutenant Colonel Robin are indeed the highest-end, most luxurious, most classy and popular places in Cambridgeshire. Not only are the names with the right names, the relevant locations, storefronts, and scales. As for the gentle waitresses, the colorful dancers, the charming fashionable girls, etc., Clark is far from knowing the inside story. Now he can only listen with wide eyes and listen to them. How dare he think about these things before?

The soldiers were envious of Chief Robin's experience and romantic encounters, but Captain Clark was indignant: "It's really annoying to compare people. This is obviously a noble child and a playboy. I don't know what path I took and got into a lieutenant colonel at a young age. He has been serving in the army directly under the headquarters. Seeing his arrogant look, he might still be a complete fool."

But thinking about this, the idea of ​​flattery can't be curbed. Nowadays, people rely on their own ways. Who knows when these big names will become successful in the future? Churchill was also a bohemian playboy when he was young. Now he has become the prime minister of the British Empire?

After a while, the other party showed a clear expression of impatientness and began to take out his pocket watch to look at the time. Clark's sharp eyes recognized the Rolex pocket watch made of gold at a glance. It is said that it was a limited edition commemorating the crown of King George VI in 1937. He had only seen it on the brigade commander. He had no doubt that this was a senior officer. All his wariness and doubts disappeared in an instant.

He did call the battalion commander just now, but the battalion commander clearly told him that the brigade and armored troops had already gone forward to pursue the Italians and could not contact him at all. He asked him to judge the authenticity of this matter by himself, and neither offend nor delay the matter. The so-called further request for instructions from the superior was to fool Lieutenant Colonel Robin. What he had to do was to leave the other party to interrogate the situation and see if there was any problem, so there would be no response at all. After talking for so long, if there was a problem, it would be revealed. Although this commander's personal life was not very reliable, wasn't this exactly the behavior of the noble officers of the Great Britain - it seemed that he was completely too careless.

"Captain Clark, it seems that you don't need reinforcements. I should lead the troops back. Just turn back and tell your brigade commander. "Lieutenant Colonel Robin is probably familiar with Clark, knowing that you can't make excessive demands to avoid hurting the harmony. It's rare to be out of breath. "If he asks, you'll say I'll go searching for the German reconnaissance forces."

"No, no!" Clark thought to himself, if he really wanted to do this, what if the brigade commander contacted the lieutenant colonel in the future, how should he explain this? He was scolded for being a little bit, and it would be a big deal to miss the command's order. "You'd better go over, it's important to carry out the mission. After all, this order is only targeted at the vehicles of our division, and the command's formation is of course not restricted."

"Then I'll leave first." Lieutenant Colonel Robin shook hands enthusiastically with him. "When the war is over, I'll invite you to the best bar in Cambridgeshire for a drink..."
Chapter completed!