Rommel was no novice to the battlefield. As a young infantry platoon leader in World War I, he had been wounded twice and received the Iron Cross 1st Class and other high decorations for valor. The young officer had
ruthless, untiring, quick-witted, incredibly brave.”
Although Adolf Hitler had met Rommel briefly four years earlier, it was
not until September 1939 that the führer grew to admire the newly promoted
major general, who commanded the troops guarding Hitler’s mobile headquarters
during the invasion of Poland. Rommel immediately hated the “atmosphere
of intrigue,” but his close association with Hitler resulted in his being
given command of the 7th Panzer Division.
Now, at the head of his panzers, Rommel rolled westward at speeds up to
forty miles per hour. It was a new type of warfare. His tanks, instead of halting
when confronted by determined opposition, fought on the move, swiveling
their turrets to fire in different directions.
Night fell. Rommel’s men were near exhaustion. Keep going, the leader
ordered. By the light of the moon, he could discern the shadowy figures of
French soldiers, panic-stricken by the roar of the panzers, which were supposed
to be forty miles to the east.
It was not until 6:15 A.M. that Rommel finally called a halt. His panzers
had fought and driven nearly fifty miles during the past twenty-four hours.
Although he had not realized it because of a breakdown in radio communications,
he and his spearheading tanks had far outrun the main body of his division.
He was twenty miles behind French lines. Without pausing to rest, the indefatigable Rommel got into an armored car and raced off to the rear to bring up his straggling panzers. No longer
shielded by darkness, he had to run a gauntlet of skirmishes with French units.
At one crossroad, Rommel spotted a group of French soldiers in a field.
Halting the vehicle, he stood up, waved his arms, and shouted in passable
French for the enemy troops to lay down their arms. Dispirited, the soldiers
readily agreed and climbed into a large number of French trucks.
Led by the German general, the convoy headed to a nearby town where
the French contingent officially surrendered. No doubt it was the largest group
of enemy soldiers captured personally by a general on either side during the
war—and the feat was accomplished behind enemy lines.
Source: Daring Missions of WWII by William B. Breuer, John Wiley & Sons, Inc.
Photographs obtained from Bundesarchiv, Berlin.