"Who said no! But after all, it was the result of everyone's efforts. This is not my own credit."

Hearing these praises, the President was so happy that he immediately said with a hint of disgust:

"What's funny is that just a few days ago, the fat man was complaining and protesting to me, saying that our America was covering up and condoning Yang Fan, undermining the battlefield command of the British Empire, and asserting that we would pay a heavy price for it!"

After a pause, the President raised his eyebrows proudly and said, "Now that fat British man should know the role of the Chinese Expeditionary Force? He should have nothing to say, right?"

Hull nodded and said, "That's natural. These arrogant and stupid British men made a series of provocations after Yang Fan arrived at the North African War Zone, and at one point they were extremely uncooperative and resistant.

Fortunately, Yang Fan is a means-based person. Otherwise, if it were someone else, the Allied troops in the North African War Zone would probably be a mess now."

Marshall then continued: "But don't be too happy too early. Although Rommel's African Legion was frustrated in the attack of Martru and his technical equipment was severely damaged, they currently have the power to control the sea in the Mediterranean, which is very convenient to replenish. On the contrary, our supply line is difficult."

The President frowned and said, "Yes, the transport fleet cannot pass through the Mediterranean safely, so it can only detour the Cape of Good Hope in Africa. This route is not only more than twice as long, but also adds more dangers.

This is not a little bit of the burden on the United States, and the war situation is still not good!”

Hull pondered for a moment and said, "Since transportation from the United States has been several times more difficult, why don't we consider allocating materials from the Myanmar War Zone to feed back to the North African War Zone?"

General Marshall shook his head gently and said, "Those basic materials such as grain, ammunition, oil, transport vehicles were transferred from the Myanmar War Zone, but technical equipment was not good. After all, when we assisted in building the Myanmar industrial base, the production lines that were built were all about to be eliminated in China.

The tanks and aircraft produced can compete with the Japanese on the Asian battlefield, but they are not good at all when facing the German army. That will not only increase casualties, but also damage the morale of the frontline."

"Well, this is indeed a problem!"

The President sighed softly, if he had known that it would be the situation in front of him, he should have spent more money when he assisted in building the Myanmar industrial base.

"General Marshall, Your Excellency the President, have you forgotten something?"

However, at this time, Hull said: "Didn't you expect that Yang Fan also built many military factories in Myanmar, and the weapons and equipment they produced were not only not bad compared to the German army, but also more advanced and powerful!"

"Is this! Really OK?"

The President naturally knew about this situation, but he automatically blocked this possibility as soon as he thought about the agreement signed with Yang Fan and the fact that Yang Fan was not at a loss.

Now that Hull has proposed it, the President has begun to lively again.

“There is nothing impossible.”

Hull nodded confidently and said, "Yang Fan is indeed very smart and good at settlement, so he never suffers losses, but this is also a great weakness of him."

"you mean?"

The President's eyes suddenly lit up, and he clearly grasped the key point.

"Yes, Your Excellency the President!"

Hull nodded tacitly and said, "Otherwise he wouldn't have brought so many technical equipment and individual weapons to the African battlefield. After all, he cherishes the lives of his subordinates more than us and is more eager to win this war.

So with this common point, we can do a series of bargaining, and have reached 3 new balance points!"

"Well said it! Then let's make a good idea now!"

After these words, the President suddenly felt cheerful. If he could directly transport heavy tanks and advanced fighter jets that Americans coveted from Myanmar, it would not only greatly improve the combat effectiveness of the North African theater Allied Forces in a short period of time, but also save the United States a huge burden.

Cairo Allied Command.

Three days and two nights, it is not long or short.

During this period, Yang Fan spent almost all his time in the headquarters. Although the mansion was only a few minutes away from the headquarters, he rarely went back.

There is no way. I have been under too much pressure recently and I can’t do anything. I simply hung up the battle flag and stayed at the headquarters to have a leisurely rest.

It has to be said that the German army is much more cruel than the Japanese army. A man like Yang is frightened and can't eat well and sleep, and it's a whole body that is uncomfortable.

This was the first tough battle, and 1,700 tank and armored vehicles, more than 1,000 combat aircraft of various types, and more than 2,200 artillery were consumed in one go. As for the consumption of guns and ammunition, it was countless.

If the United States had not been able to smash equipment wildly by unlimited efforts, the North African War Theater Allies had an extremely strong technical and equipment foundation, not only would the casualties have doubled, but the technical and equipment would have been consumed long ago.

If these losses are borne by oneself, it can only be described as returning to liberation.

Even if the Allies shared the firepower, after this battle, more than two-thirds of the Tiger tanks and Mustang fighters brought by Yang Fan were consumed, leaving only 37 and 158.

If you don't make up for it as soon as possible, facing the next attack of such intensity, you can only fill it with your life.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yang is still scared now. As expected, the German tank is still the same German tank!

"Chief, come, let Zhi Huazi relieve his fatigue!"

Liu Qiang took out a pack of Great China from his pocket, which he usually couldn't bear to smoke. He handed over the good cigarette with a flattering look on his face, and then hurriedly lit cigarettes for Yang Fan.

"good!"

Yang Fan nodded with a smile. Although this was not good, he really wanted to relax and started to suck one by one.

After smoking a cigarette with Yang Fan, Liu Qiang asked with a smile: "Master, the Battle of Fortress of Matrus has come to an end. When will our navy implement a sneak attack plan? Seeing that the brothers are fighting against the fascists, we can't stay idle all the time."

"What's the point of being anxious? Sharpening a knife will not delay chopping the woodwork. What's the use of just being anxious!"

Yang Fan waved his hand. If it weren't for the Mustang fighter consumption that was too severe, it would take only ten days and half a month as planned, so it would be time to do it.

But now we have to add a wave of fighter jets, otherwise rushing to the port of Taranto would be considered an adventurous suicide attack.

Killing one thousand enemies will damage yourself by 800. Even if you can blow up some Italian warships, what's the use?
Chapter completed!