Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 44: Leader’s Judgment

　　

　　Munich, the capital of Bavaria, the city of the plateau.

　　 Maybe some people will dream of going to heaven, and in Germany, everyone will dream of going to Munich in Bavaria, the paradise for Germans.

　　 A heavy rain in the afternoon took away the summer heat brought by the sun in August. The old stone streets were washed spotlessly, and the air was filled with a fresh fragrance of earth after the rain.

　　 Munich Four Seasons Hotel is a historic luxury hotel. The beige exterior wall is decorated with white plaster carvings, and the whole body exudes a delicate and elegant Rococo style.

　　On the top-floor balcony of this beautiful building, a sturdy man held coffee in one hand and the iron railing of the balcony, holding his famous big chin high and staring at Munich after the rain.

　　 "My leader."

　　 A handsome young man quietly walked behind the man and called respectfully in a low voice.

　　 The man turned around with an unpleasant look on his face. He hated that others disturb him when he was thinking, even if he was the one he trusted the most.

　　 "Ciano, what's the matter?"

　　 Mussolini, the successor of the Roman Empire, the leader of the Italian Fascist Party, the Imperial Marshal, the Prime Minister of Italy, and other Italian dictators with similar glory titles, proudly walked to the chair in the middle of the balcony, sat down, and leaned back. His chin looked at the respectful son-in-law in front of him with a firm gaze that only a noble emperor could have.

　　Ziano felt once again that he had become a lobster that was boiled red on a plate with cream. His father-in-law's sharp, powerful gaze completely grasped the essence of the gluttons in the Sicilian beach stalls, and the poor Italian Foreign Minister felt his voice suddenly thirsty.

　　"My leader, the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs sent a telegram just now."

　　Ziano spoke and glanced at the mineral water on the round table.

　　 "What is said in it, when will von Steid come to see me."

　　 Mussolini asked a little impatiently, as an "international" leader, he was willing to put aside his reservations and bow down and come to this "third-rate city" to meet the German head of state who was a rookie in his eyes. , He felt that he was too great, the greatness has surpassed his own imagination.

　　 However, after coming here, things did not proceed as he imagined. Mussolini was a little angry at the beginning that the other party didn't rush to meet him in the first moment, and accepted the guidance of his wise, great, unparalleled political predecessor. Then something he could not tolerate happened. The rookie only appointed a third-class foreign secretary of the German Ministry of Foreign Affairs to receive him, and did not arrange for him to live in the luxurious, Italian-style, Italian-style house that he had been living in Munich before. The comfortable Prince Karl's Palace, which was in line with his status as a world leader, placed himself in this incompetent Four Seasons Hotel, the Four Seasons Hotel where the idiot Frenchman Daraday stayed at the Munich meeting.

　　 This is simply an insult to him. Mussolini vowed to himself that sooner or later he would let the young bird know what it would cost to neglect a powerful, great and fat "world leader".

　　According to Mussolini's usual temper, he should have been so furious and left with such contempt and neglect.

　　 However, he had to endure all this. He had to meet the little boy who he dismissed. For the benefit of Italy, he chose patience, and this made him admire his greatness even more. And tolerance.

　　 "My leader, I think you should check it out for yourself, I really can't comment on this."

　　Ziano handed the document respectfully to Mussolini, but still glanced at the bottle of mineral water.

　　"Pour it yourself, young people are easy to thirsty."

　　 Mussolini saw his son-in-law's attempt, and he waved his hand tolerantly.

　　 "Thank you, my leader."

　　Ziano hurried to the table, picked up the beautiful crystal bottle, and drank a glass of water.

　　 "What!"

　　 The next moment, the roar that Ziano had expected erupted from the balcony.

　　"This arrogant and stupid Steader, what does he want to do? We signed the steel covenant, does he want to break the agreement? Even his predecessor, Hitler, dare not treat me like this. This is an insult, it is to me The insult to the whole of Italy, to the Roman Empire, I absolutely cannot tolerate it!"

　　Only after reading the first few lines, Mussolini couldn’t hold back his anger and jumped up and roared loudly. The Italian leader yelled and brandished the document as if it were a cavalry saber at him. Reinhardt von Steide’s head cut off.

　　"That means war. My leader."

　　Ziano carefully put down the crystal glass and said respectfully.

　　"Then declare war. I have never feared war. The great Italian army will teach the Germans because of the stupidity of their idiot head of state. We will surely win, Reinhard von Steide. , This stupid idiot, he will never know what kind of person he offends now. I am the Prime Minister of Italy and the leader of the Fascist Party. I have the strongest army in the world, the bravest nation, and the richest country. The only leader of Italy is someone he can’t afford to provoke the weak German head of state. Damn von Steder, a Nazi party who knows nothing about politics, this..."

　　 Mussolini has been irritated by the document, and the proud Italian dictator can no longer bear this kind of contempt and humiliation. The rude request made by the German side has become an overwhelming ability to bear Mussolini. The last straw of this camel's spine, he is now like a lunatic, slurping the German head of state on the top floor balcony of the Four Seasons Hotel in Munich, Germany.

　　"My leader, I hope you can look at this issue wisely. We are still at war with France, and the battle on the front line is not very optimistic. I think from the current situation, we must maintain friendly relations with Germany. , Otherwise we will lose all the benefits we deserve."

　　Ziano still maintained a calm expression and respectfully said.

　　 Ciano knew that Mussolini was only emotionally out of control for a while. He knew his father-in-law’s bad temper and his political talents, so he didn’t regard Mussolini’s war threats as One thing.

　　 When he finishes venting, he will soon calm down and think seriously about the solution to the situation in front of him. Ciano is very confident about it.

　　"The **** stupid group of generals and marshals, a group of cowards, a group of cowards, useless waste!"

　　 Although Mussolini is not smart enough, he is definitely not an idiot. He knows very well that according to the current situation, declaring war with Germany is simply a crazy idea.

　　After an unscrupulous vent, he finally began to calm down slowly, but when he heard Ciano talking about the French front, another nameless fire ignited in his heart, and the Italian leader suddenly said The indignation transferred to his group of subordinates.

　　 The situation on the front line is not so optimistic, it is simply a mess. The offensives on all fronts have not achieved the expected results before the war. As the **** Bagdorio said, this is simply a disaster. .

　　The Italian army lost face in front of the Frenchmen. They are not worthy of being called descendants of the Roman Legion. They are all cowardly cowards.

　　 Mussolini couldn’t figure out why the French, who fled in front of the German army, were able to stop his huge army for so long, and there was no sign of falling into the wind. What made him feel depressed was that he blocked the great Only three French infantry divisions advanced in the Italian army.

　　Under the rapid advancement of the German army, the three French divisions had already lost all retreat. The Germans surrounded and wiped out all the reserves and logistical support systems deployed by the French Alpine Army on the long back line. But here is what makes Mussolini puzzled. When the Germans finished all this, they stopped behind the French. Not only did they not launch a further blow to the French, but they also seemed to be a little bit connected. There was no intention to launch a similar attack, and the French showed no signs of retreat. They continued that fierce resistance.

　　 If the German army continues to attack, under the attack of the German and Italian armies, the French Alpine Mazzino defense line will instantly collapse, and Italy can take advantage of the trend to attack France.

　　 However, the Germans did not do that, which made Mussolini very angry. According to the steel agreement signed with Hitler, Italy and Germany formed a military alliance. In his opinion, Germany is obliged to cooperate with Italy in fighting. The Germans The present performance is obviously a betrayal of that agreement.

　　 Mussolini has a bit of resentment towards the Germans. He thinks he was dragged into this war by the Germans. If he hadn't abide by the agreement, Italy would never have launched this embarrassing war.

　　Mussolini seems to have forgotten the fact that he refused Hitler’s invitation to war at the beginning, but after seeing the German army winning successively, he shyly climbed onto this tank with a cheap mind. He now From the bottom of my heart, all the responsibilities were pushed to the German side, as if he became a victim of this war.

　　 At the same time, while he was disappointed by the performance of his generals and marshals, he was looking for reasons for his failure, perhaps because of the terrain, or the French army on the opposite side was the elite of the entire French army. Stronger than those encountered by the Germans.

　　Because of this, German talents will choose to stay in place instead of attacking. They want the great Italian army to eliminate these enemies that they cannot deal with.

　　 Will this be the case? Mussolini tried to convince himself of this idea.

　　 This time he came to Munich because he sincerely wanted to discuss some issues with the new German head of state.

　　 He first wanted the German army to launch an attack on the French as soon as possible, so that the Italian army would get rid of the current embarrassing situation. This is what he is looking forward to most.

　　 In addition, he also wanted to establish his authority in front of the new head of state. Hitler could only call himself a revolutionary descendant in front of him. Even though von Steide had met several times, he was only A hairy boy, of course he dared not be ambiguous when he saw himself.

　　 And Mussolini's last and most important purpose was to discuss with Reinhardt about the issue of the distribution of spoils after the war.

　　 This is what Mussolini is most concerned about. In his opinion, that young bird must not dare to refuse the request of the great Italian leader, and will surely let himself ask for compensation in France after the war.

　　 However, the facts gave him a blow, and the German head of state did not respectfully greet him in Munich.

　　According to the German side, because Mussolini did not notify the German side to prepare in advance, and the German head of state is currently commanding the final stage of the battle in Paris, France, he really can’t get out to meet the leader, so he had to ask the leader. Your Excellency bears a little bit for a few days, waiting for the head of state to make time to meet with him.

　　 Speaking of which, no one can know what this von Steide is thinking?

　　 Mussolini was panting while calming his emotions, he looked at the document in his hand and thought with depression.

　　 This person is in a high position, but he has always kept a low profile. His files in the Italian intelligence agencies are only two thin pages. If it hadn’t been for the vigorous rivalry between him and Hitler some time ago, Mussolini would never Wouldn't notice the existence of such a character.

　　 This man won, and he won very beautifully. He sat on the throne of the German head of state without hindrance.

　　 However, those national leaders like Mussolini found that they knew almost nothing about this new German head of state except that he was a good general. It sounds ridiculous, but Is the truth.

　　 "What is this?"

　　 Mussolini calmed down and continued to look down at the document, but his brows wrinkled again when he saw the second paragraph.

　　"They protested against us for launching a dishonorable sneak attack on them? Ask me to explain this? They also said that all the consequences caused by this will be our responsibility! Ciano! What are these Germans talking about! We! When did they attack them?"

　　 Mussolini's face turned blue and jumped up again, clamoring that it is one thing to start a war with Germany, but it is another thing to actually fire on the German army. Mussolini realized the seriousness of the problem.

　　 "I don’t know, my leader, I have sent a telegram requesting investigation to the Italian headquarters, and I will get a clear answer soon. I think maybe it’s just a misunderstanding. Just explain it and pay more. The compensation can be resolved. I don’t think you need to worry about this, my leader."

　　Ziano spoke lightly without panic.

　　He has been dealing with Germans for many years, and he thinks he knows those old-fashioned Germans very well. Although they are a little bit paranoid, they can be said to be very easy to deal with as long as you use the right way, and if you can grasp their Thinking, they are even very easy to use, at least Ciano thought so.

　　In the eyes of the Italian foreign minister, this is just a small misunderstanding, because from the topography, the Italians cannot attack the Germans. After all, there are three divisions between the Germans and the Italian army. The French.

　　 Perhaps it was an idiot pilot or mountain infantry who launched an interspersed attack that attacked the German reconnaissance force sent to the Alps. The Minister of Foreign Affairs who had been in the Italian Air Force for a few days thought of it.

　　 Judging from the tough tone used by the Germans in this document, Ziano judged that the Germans may have suffered some losses in that conflict~IndoMTL.com~ So it was because of the fact that they couldn’t make a living. Get angry.

　　Ziano felt from the bottom of his heart that these arrogant Germans should be taught a lesson, that they should let those arrogant Germans know the elite of the Italian army.

　　 At the same time, Ziano felt that the Germans didn’t seem to want to make things bigger, so they only raised this point in an ordinary diplomatic cable. Whether it was a threat or a warning, it just proved the other party. Some have a guilty conscience and shortness of breath.

　　Because if Germany really wants to be held accountable for this matter and is ready to make a big fuss about it, they will not put this issue in a small diplomatic cable and hand it over to themselves.

　　 Ciano reported his analysis and judgment to Mussolini in detail, and the Italian dictator pondered for a while and then returned to his seat.

　　"Ziano, order them to pack up, we will rush to Paris overnight tonight."

　　 "Tonight? My leader."

　　Ziano looked at Mussolini in surprise.

　　 "Well, I want to see von Steide as soon as possible."

　　 Mussolini picked up the cold coffee, frowned and raised his famous big chin.

　　" I always feel that something has happened, Ciano, something not so good~ IndoMTL.com~ Book friends are welcome to visit and read, the latest, fastest and hottest serial works are all in ~ IndoMTL.com ~