In southern India the Allies had put up surprising resistance. With the bulk of the forces engaged in jungle fighting (which was new to Germans) in Burma, the Axis forces in India were having a tough go at it. Even so, the Germans had massed armor and the Allies did not. It was really only a matter of time
-Karl hacked at the foliage. Not that it really helped - it was everywhere. His men were fanned out in a triangle, hacking away so that the SPW behind them could creep slowly forward.
After being in the army for over 8 years Karl was used to sweating - but not like this. Sweating was supposed to accomplish something. Not here - the humidity was waaaay to high
"Only damn place in the world that the air around men is raining" grumbled one of Karl's soldiers. "Where the hell are the engineers?"
"I told you Smidt, very far behind us, relaxing on the road that you cut for them." Replied Karl.
"The Field Marshall just hates us." Replied Smidt as he hacked
"The Field Marshall doesn't hate us - he just hates you and we have to suffer because of it."
As they slowly moved along in the jungle, Karl dreaded the eventual fight that the allies would put up
Karl took cover as his squad came under fire. "Speaking of enemies…. " He thought. His light machinegun squad, veterans of many an ambush, quickly set up the tripod, mounted the MG-47 and opened fire in the general direction of the enemy.
The "Take Cover!" yell from Karl was barely needed as his squad quickly took cover and returned fire.
The SPW quickly moved up and the soldier manning the heavy machine gun opened fire, raining down leaves and twigs cut by the swaths of the bullets.
As quickly as it had started, the enemy fire died. Since they had never really known where the fire was coming from, Karl doubted that they had killed the enemy, rather that they had withdrawn again. Yet, with hand signals, Karl set a squad out to check, under cover of their comrades.
As expected, the enemy had withdrawn, barely leaving a trace of their presence.
"Lord, how can they move through the jungle like that?" remarked a soldier…..
Speaking of jungle warfare - the armor columns had greatly outraced the infantry units on their way to Burma. The infantry units were catching up especially now that the armored units were slowed by unfavorable combat conditions. Not to mention the fact that the Allies had had practice in this type of fighting whereas the Germans had little or none.
Development finally began on making a bomb out of the Nuclear Sciences.
Even with the knowledge attained it would still be a bit before Germany's reactor capability would be enough to produce such a weapon. But that capacity was being supplied as fast as possible
Of course the German Army was not sitting still waiting for this super weapon. Rommel was again on the move in Africa
-Hans grabbed the tank's copula mounted heavy machine gun and opened fire on the enemy planes. As they flew over he saw an Australian flag on the side. He couldn't tell if he hit any of them, but he certainly drew their attention. Two enemy bombers circled back.
Out in the middle of the desert and on the move, there was no way they could not see the tank. Hans gave the order to bail out and the crew rushed away from the tank. Sure enough, 2 rockets from the lead plane reached out and struck the weak top armor of the tank. The MBT exploded in flames.
Hans ducked behind the very tiny 'ridge' he was hiding behind as to - hopefully - be missed by any fragments coming his way. He felt the heat of the explosion even in the desert.
He and the crew stayed where they were in hopes that the enemy planes would not see them. It was a small hope since, even in their desert uniforms, they stood out against the sand.
The planes came around for what was certainly another run. Hans looked at the lead plane and could swear he could actually see the pilot's eyes. There was no chance they missed the crew's positions. The plane suddenly pulled up, without firing a shot. With no other hard targets in sight, the planes turned south. The lead plane waggled its wings as they did so.
Hans stared in amazement. He had encountered such conduct in his first Afrika Campaign oh so long ago, but had not expected it again. Now he just hoped there was still a division to walk back to. Otherwise it was a very long walk to Cairo……
It would take to long for the Luftwaffe to send and organize a fighter squadron and send it to Africa to help Meyer and his division. It was up to Rommel's forces to over run the airbases and force the allies to relocate before Gen. Nehring's division was destroyed.
Rommel's forces had just arrived at the sea and were about to attack Tobruk. With the Allies trapped a significant portion of the US forces in Africa would be destroyed. The order was given and the attack began.
Within two hours the attack was making steady progress and the Germans were advancing on the airfield. Before they were even halfway there a large formation of enemy planes flew high overhead. It looks like the airfield will be empty when the Germans arrive.
4 additional Allied units were trapped around Tobruk. Rommel's forces were under constant air attack. It was hopped that taking the airfields at Tobruk would end this threat. Unfortunately, the planes relocated to Barca before that could happen
So, instead of resting after the attack, Rommel was forced to advance to Barca and take the airfield
General Nehring's forces had taken heavy losses and would have to be left behind, for now, in the African advance
Various forces were also on the advance towards central Africa. With the large backing of tanks the enemy forces rarely had a chance
Germany's R&D sector was on a roll as now Germany's fighters could be upgraded to fighters that could actually break the sound barrier!