"Why do you say that?" Sun Liren frowned and looked at Li Si in front of him with confusion. There was a trace of doubt and confusion in his eyes. In his opinion, what was just a fierce bombing was clearly a fierce bombing. How could it be called a warning? He knew in his heart that he was not very familiar with the situation in Europe, which was like a layer of fog. Everything here is unfamiliar to him. The fighting methods and the entanglements between the various forces are all like a mess that makes him confused. He felt like he was being pushed onto the shelf and was helplessly involved in this European dispute. If Stilwell hadn't asked him to come by name, he really wouldn't want to get involved in this muddy water. At this moment, he desperately hoped that Li Si could give him a clear explanation so that he could understand the real intention behind this complicated situation. "If it is a real bombing, I am afraid that with the strength of the German army, we will be completely razed to the ground." Li Si spread his hands helplessly. Although he did not want to increase the prestige of others, the cruel fact was before his eyes. , he couldn’t help but deny it. He frowned slightly, his eyes showing fear of the powerful strength of the German army. According to his understanding, the strength of the German army in North Africa cannot be underestimated.

Especially after defeating the British army, their strength has been significantly increased. There are about a thousand fighter planes alone, but now only a dozen have been dispatched. This intention couldn't be more obvious. This was by no means an all-out attack, but a warning. It was as if the German army was declaring its strength to them and reminding them not to act rashly. Li Si's words were full of worry. He knew that in this complicated situation, every step needed to be made carefully, and if he was not careful, he might fall into a situation of no return. "You mean, the German army doesn't want to fight with us?" Sun Liren frowned, his eyes full of doubts. He tilted his head slightly, his eyes locked tightly on Li Si, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes, as if he wanted to get rid of Li Si. Get the answer directly from Si's expression. His lips were slightly pursed, and the muscles on his face were a little stiff due to tension. His originally straight back unconsciously leaned forward a little, and his whole body was immersed in thinking about this point of view. "Yes, obviously they are warning us that it is best not to provoke them." Li Si nodded solemnly and looked at Sun Liren firmly. Upon hearing this, Sun Liren frowned even more tightly and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was trying to put this information into his mind and analyze it carefully. He took a breath, stood up slowly, rubbed his chin with one hand, and looked solemn, as if he was weighing the possibility of Li Si's statement, and various coping strategies and possible situations quickly flashed through his mind. "To be honest, I originally thought I was asked to fight the Japs, but who would have known that I would end up in this ghost place." Sun Liren frowned, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth turned down slightly, and a wry smile appeared on his face, "And For the Germans…” He paused, and a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, including confusion, emotion, and an indescribable bitterness. Once upon a time, the German army helped them train German armorers. At that time, the two sides had a friendly cooperative relationship. The German army brought advanced military concepts and training methods, allowing them to see the hope of improving the combat effectiveness of the army. But now, times have changed, and the two sides are actually facing each other on the battlefield. This change was like a sharp knife, piercing his heart. His heart was filled with uneasy emotions. The beautiful memories of the past were intertwined with the cruel reality of today, making him full of contradictions and struggles when facing the German army. Li Si really couldn't empathize with Sun Liren's complex emotions. He stood there quietly, with a look of understanding but confusion on his face. After all, people cannot empathize with each other's joys and sorrows. He has not experienced the past between Sun Liren and the German army, and cannot understand the entanglement and emotion.

"Sir, we must consider one thing, that is, the German army is our enemy." Li Si straightened his back slightly and reminded with a serious expression. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate all the fog and let Sun Liren understand the current situation clearly. He knows that he cannot be swayed by emotions on the battlefield and must maintain a clear mind and decisive decisions. His words were concise and powerful, with an unquestionable firmness, hoping to free Sun Liren from his complicated emotions and face the enemy in front of him with a more calm attitude. "I understand, don't worry, I can still distinguish between right and wrong." Sun Liren nodded slightly, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He shook his head gently, and the complicated expression on his face gradually faded away, replaced by the courage and determination of a soldier. He naturally knows what Li Si's reminder means. On the battlefield, emotions cannot hinder decision-making. He must focus on the overall situation. Sun Liren frowned slightly, a hint of complexity flashed in his eyes, and then regained his determination and said: "I understand, don't worry, I can still distinguish between right and wrong." He knew the severity of the current situation and would not let his past emotions fetter him. German determination to fight. Li Si frowned lightly, his eyes full of worries about the situation. He then asked: "Sir, when will our reinforcements arrive?" He understood that in the face of the powerful German army, reinforcements were of great significance to their survival and fighting. major. Sun Liren looked calm and responded with a deep and powerful voice: "I've already urged you. I have to wait for a while." He recalled the process of sending the telegram. He first conveyed the message for help to Cun Yunsheng, but what he got was a reply that asked Stilwell for instructions. He had no choice but to send another telegram to Stilwell to ask. Fortunately, the answer they got was that reinforcements were on the way, but the waiting process was full of unknowns and uneasiness, and every minute and every second was extremely long for them. He could only lead the soldiers to hold their position and wait for reinforcements to arrive. "It's so slow. I hope the reinforcements can arrive as soon as possible." Li Si frowned, his face full of worry. He paced back and forth uneasily, with anxiety in his eyes, as if he had seen the difficult situation without reinforcements. Li Si is fully aware of the seriousness of the current situation. According to the intelligence he had, the German army was already discussing surrender-related matters with Persia. In his opinion, the possibility of Persian surrender was extremely high. Persia has a unique position in the entire situation. Once Persia surrenders, the situation for their team will become extremely difficult. Just like losing a key support point on the chessboard, the original strategic layout will collapse instantly. By then, they would be like abandoned chess pieces, losing the meaning of their existence, and could only fall into a desperate situation under the powerful German offensive. This feeling of powerlessness tightly wrapped around Li Si, making him even more eager for the arrival of reinforcements. … On the other side of the battlefield, Stilwell was in deep distress. No. To be precise, both Stilwell and Wavell were troubled, but their troubles were in completely different directions. Wavell's distress stems from how to reverse the situation in the confrontation with the Japanese army and find the key to victory. Every strategic deployment and every troop movement made him think hard. The tenacity and cunning of the Japanese army were like intractable thorns, which made him worry. He struggled on the road to military decision-making. As for Stilwell, his mind was completely occupied by the Persian problem.

The intelligence coming from the White House weighed on his heart like a heavy boulder. The intelligence showed that Persia was already discussing surrender with the German army. Although the surrender has not yet been officially confirmed because some specific details have not been finalized, he knows that it is almost a certainty. The situation in Persia is like a bomb that is about to explode. Once it explodes, the strategic balance in the entire region will be broken. The chain reaction may cause the Allies to fall into a huge passive situation, but he has not yet found an effective way to deal with this. This feeling of powerlessness made him feel distressed. "When will the follow-up reinforcements arrive?" Stilwell frowned, his eyes revealed eagerness, and he asked urgently. He knew that the situation in the Middle East was like a tight string that could break at any time. The timely arrival of reinforcements was the key to stabilizing the situation. "I'm afraid it will take some time. Our current transportation capacity is very tight and we cannot deploy so many transport ships." The adjutant replied helplessly, his voice was a little low, knowing that this answer would not satisfy the commander. He looked at Stilwell, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, fearing that the commander's anger would be triggered. After hearing the adjutant's words, Stilwell's face suddenly turned gloomy, like the sky before a storm. His lips trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with annoyance: "Damn, it's too slow. Find a way to mobilize more transport ships. The Middle East needs our reinforcements." His voice rose a bit, with undeniable authority. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth. He secretly cursed the poor transportation situation in his heart, and quickly thought about possible solutions in his mind, because he knew that the situation in the Middle East could not tolerate any delay. "Just now, German fighter planes have bombed Sun Liren's advance base. All the hard work over the past few days has been in vain." Stilwell's eyes revealed deep pain and regret. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles were injured because of the Slightly white due to exertion. Every bombed facility and every burning ruin was like a wound in his heart. "Do you know what this means?" His eyes were burning as he scanned the surrounding staff members with both questioning and warning in his eyes. Those sharp eyes seemed to engrave the cruelty of war and the severity of the current situation deeply into everyone's heart. "If more reinforcements cannot be transported as soon as possible and Persia surrenders, then the entire Middle East will be lost, and the German army's power will expand several times." Stilwell said while pacing back and forth in the room, his pace Urgent and heavy, every step was like stepping on the drums of war. His face was full of anxiety, and the veins on his forehead were beating faintly, as if telling the tension in his heart. "With those oil fields, the German tank will once again have greater potential. For us, there is no hope of ending this war." Stilwell's face became increasingly ugly. A complex expression of worry, anger and helplessness. He knew well the significance of the oil field to the German army, which would be a powerful source of power for their war machine. If the German army takes control of the oil fields in the Middle East, the consequences will be disastrous. Now, time is passing minute by minute, and every moment of delay may push the Allies into the abyss of destruction. "General Stilwell, I know what you are saying, but it is true that we cannot mobilize more transport ships now." The adjutant said in a very embarrassed tone. The adjutant's words were like a basin of cold water poured on the anxious flame in Stilwell's heart. His face became more gloomy, and a complex emotion of anger and helplessness flashed in his eyes. Hearing this, Stilwell fell silent. The atmosphere in the room seemed to have frozen, and only his heavy breathing could be heard clearly. He pursed his lips tightly and his brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with it. After a moment, a look of determination flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "Get me through to Admiral Wavell. They must cooperate with us in this matter." His voice was low and powerful, with unquestionable majesty. "Yes." The adjutant responded immediately and turned to carry out the order. Stilwell stood there, staring straight ahead, secretly thinking about how to persuade Admiral Wavell to jointly deal with this crisis. He knew that this was a difficult negotiation, but in order to prevent Persia from surrendering and in order to prevent the German army from further expanding its power, he had to win the support of General Wavell.

Time is running out, and every passing second may bring irreversible consequences. Stilwell's heart is filled with a sense of urgency and mission. "General Stilwell." Admiral Wavell's tired voice came from the other end of the phone. The voice seemed to be filled with endless vicissitudes and fatigue. During this time, he was indeed tired. The battle with the Japanese army was far more difficult than he imagined. The Japanese army was like a stubborn weed that could not be completely eradicated. Their difficulty exceeded everyone's expectations, and every confrontation left Admiral Wavell mentally and physically exhausted. He regretted endlessly in his heart. When he was in Burma, he should have cooperated with the expeditionary force to completely drive away the Japanese army. If the right choice had been made at that time, perhaps this difficult situation would not have arisen today. However, it is a pity that there is no regret medicine in the world. Even if you regret it, it is of no use. He can only face reality and try to find a solution to his current predicament. General Wavell sighed softly, waiting for General Stilwell to speak, wondering what kind of problems and challenges this Allied general would bring. "Admiral Wavell, I need your support." Stilwell's voice was firm and powerful, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone. He knew that the situation at this time was critical, and he must win the cooperation of General Wavell in order to have a chance of survival. On the other end of the phone, Admiral Wavell thought for a moment and knew what he meant. The experienced general had a keen insight into the situation, and he quickly guessed Stilwell's intentions. "Is it because of Persia?" There was a hint of solemnity in his voice. "Yes." Stilwell replied briefly, without any hesitation. He knew that now was not the time for a long speech, he had to get to the point quickly and let Admiral Wavell understand the urgency of the moment. The situation in Persia is like a powder keg that may explode at any time. Once Persia surrenders, the entire Middle East will fall under the control of the German army, with disastrous consequences. (End of chapter)