Bedding down in the Tube.
Screw the Brits. They aren't worth it.
Goering will send bombers nightly to
burn London to the ground. Then Hitler
will call it a day. He's out of time and
patience. Churchill is no longer a threat.
Leave it to the U-boats to strangle the life
out of England.
The prize to the East.
It's always been about Russia. To be a great power
Germany needs the vast spaces and resources
of the Soviet empire. All that stands in the way of
the Nazis seizing these riches are the corrupt and
incompetent Bolsheviks. Just kick in the door.
Hitler's nemesis.
Stalin is no fool. The Nazi plan all along has been to
defeat Russia and take control of the land west of the
Urals. The Kremlin needs to buy time. Give Stalin
another two years and he believes he can raise an army
that will stop the Germans. Hitler knows he can't wait
long to act. His army is mobilized. Make use of it.
Mussolini with Hitler.
Italy was in over its head. Il Duce wanted Rome
to achieve greatness on the back of a peasant
economy. All their flashy signs of empire were
bargain basement second rate. Loyalty to
Mussolini was the governing rule to attaining
military command. Now the Duce needs Hitler's
aid to prevent the British from throwing him
out of Africa. Does Germany really want Britain
to control the Mediterranean, Benito asks
his friend, Adolf.
North Africa.
This is Germany's southern flank. The Mediterranean's
outlets to the Atlantic and Indian Oceans are bracketed
with British fortresses at Gibraltar and Suez.
Vast amounts of oil wait here for anyone capable
of taking it from England's army based in Egypt.
It's been somewhat neglected; a backwater posting.
Rommel.
He found his calling commanding tanks across the
desert's flat, open spaces. Unconstrained.
Nothing to hinder rapid movement in force.
No woods to block the way. No rivers to ford.
Just kicking up the dust when you let those
Tiger diesels rip.
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OVER EASY
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