Battle of the Third Reich Chapter 449: Rome Rebellion (Part 1)

Monday, October 28th, the weather in Rome was very good. The sky was clear and the sun was shining. Even if the clouds of war were covering the land of Italy, it still could not prevent the citizens of Rome from drying on the balconies and roofs of apartments. Started sunbathing. ??

This was strictly forbidden in the past. The Fascist National Party hates this kind of vulgar ethics. Italians should be a noble, self-respecting and hardworking nation. The love of work is their nature. As for you, believe it or not. Anyway, Mussolini believed it.

Many factories and enterprises in Rome have stopped working. In addition to shortages of energy and raw materials, many of their workers have been recruited into the army. Among these people were retired veterans and young Italians who had never been in contact with weapons. They received a set of brand-new Italian military uniforms and a rucksack with daily necessities at the prescribed assembly location, and they were stuffed into the route to Fife. Lorenza’s stuffy tank wagon skin, the officer escorting the car claimed that they would be able to obtain weapons when they arrived at the destination, and receive regular military training there, and retired veterans could also receive temporary noncommissioned ranks.

The weapons, ammunition, and various military supplies previously stored in the Capital Region have been swept away in the reorganization. As a result, Mussolini’s plan to form the Roman National Guard could only be stranded. He could not let the city The remaining members of the fascist national party in the party fought against the German army with their ancestral spears and swords.

Mussolini was a little worried about the emptiness of Rome. He ordered an emergency dispatch of supplies and weapons from the southern provinces, but the result was that the local officials used various reasons to stall and delay. No matter how slow it was, Shi could see that this group of **** were not prepared to execute this order at all.

At this time, regardless of whether this new era Caesar is willing to admit, he has already planned to subdue the blond boy. The fascist system of Germany and Italy is passed down in the same line. Italy and Germany were once the closest allies. The contradiction overthrew the trust and friendship established over the years.

Mussolini knows that the rift between the two countries has occurred, but in his opinion there is still a lot of room for relaxation, but the Italians and Germans have shed blood for it. At this moment, it only depends on some empty words. It is obviously impossible to alleviate the conflict. Therefore, Italy must come up with some practical benefits to let the German head of state understand his intentions.

The Italian dictator believes that Italy can still be a reliable ally of Germany. As long as the head of state is not an idiot, he should know which one is more in line with the interests of the Third Reich between a friendly country and an enemy.

"You set off today and go to Berlin to meet the German head of state and tell him that I am willing to negotiate with him. We must stop this meaningless war immediately." Mussolini sat at his delicate desk Later, he held his shaved forehead with both hands.

During this time, his mental stress was too heavy, insomnia and severe stomach problems constantly tortured the leader, his face was gray and dry, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes.

The battle on the front line is becoming more and more unfavorable to Italy. The French are advancing quickly along the coast. A British destroyer fleet suddenly appeared off Naples and shelled the weather station on Ischia Island. Doglio judged that the enemy might land in the Gulf of Naples. The enemy's intention was to cross the southern coastline and cut off the connection between the upper and lower Sicily from the flanks, so the command again drew two infantry divisions and a black shirt from the Central Mountains. The division also transferred the last batch of heavy weapons from the strategic reserve, and these troops were rushed to Naples by rail to build the outer defense of that famous Italian city.

At this moment, anyone of sound intelligence can see that Italy cannot win the final victory in this war with Germany, France and Britain. If there is no tenacious will to support this dictator, replace it with Ordinary people have already had a nervous breakdown sitting in this position.

Mussolini is not so easy to be defeated. He now has sufficient confidence in reaching a separate peace agreement between Germany and Italy. He believes that as long as the head of state is willing to end the war, then France and Britain will also He will certainly follow the instructions of that person, as he did fifteen years ago, he will save the Kingdom of Italy from the crisis again, not because of anything else, but because he is Benito Mussolini.

"Berlin's previous request..." Ciano looked at his father-in-law a little hesitantly.

"Except for forcing me to resign, everyone else can agree to them. It is necessary to temporarily retreat. The war has only been underway for eight days. We have lost a third of our troops. The Italians Enough blood has been shed. Go to Steder and tell him that he won, and I am willing to obey his will, and Italy will join his new European order." Mussolini is not a fool, he sees According to the water in the command report, the [Mussolini] line of defense did not block the German attack, but the Germans themselves stopped advancing.

This battle has been defeated. Now we will see how to get a decent end. Mussolini is confident that under the guidance of his "sufficient political experience and wisdom", the German head of state will make the right choice and achieve The key to this task is Ciano in front of him.

"I have a personal letter here, you have to hand it to him in person. I believe that after reading this letter, he will feel my goodwill and sincerity. Italy can become a firm ally with Germany again. He should know that, Germany needs Italy just as Italy needs me.” Mussolini rubbed his eyes, opened the folder in front of him, took out an envelope he had prepared, and handed it to the Minister of Foreign Affairs.

"I will personally hand it over to Staeder, hoping that things will develop as you predicted. I spoke to Ribbentrop on the phone. According to him, the head of state was concerned about overthrowing the current political situation in Italy. His attitude is not very firm, he seems to have other plans."

"I can imagine how proud Steder is now. The uncrowned king of Europe has established the most powerful alliance in the world. Of course he has the strength to be dissatisfied with Italy. I admit that he is a bit too arrogant on this issue. Now, I will accept this lesson." Mussolini wiped the table and stood up.

"Ciano, the future of Italy is now in your hands. Try to persuade the head of state that it doesn’t matter if he is humble, as long as he agrees to stop the war. You have to tell him, as long as I He will continue to serve as Prime Minister of Italy, and he can get everything he wants." Mussolini walked around the desk, grabbed Ciano's shoulders with both hands, and said with a serious expression.

"I will, for you and the Kingdom of Italy, I swear to do my best to accomplish this mission." Ciano's eyes were slightly red, and he replied with a respectful nod. At this time, an adjutant walked to the door of the office and knocked on the open door.

"Your Excellency, General Bagdoglio asked to see you."

"Badoglio? Why didn't he make a call beforehand?" Mussolini was puzzled.

"You set off today~IndoMTL.com~We don’t have much time. We must meet Steide before the Germans break through the Apennines. No matter what method you use, you must complete your mission. I believe you and see you Just like your own son, don't disappoint me, Galeazzo." The dictator said earnestly, looking at his son-in-law.

"Yes, your Prime Minister." Ciano took a step back and raised his hand to Mussolini.

"Let's go, get out through the side door." Mussolini raised his hand in return.

"Marshal Badoglio, please come up. Is he alone?" The Italian Prime Minister watched the son-in-law leave, then turned to face the adjutant at the door.

"No, there is also His Majesty the King's Chief Guard." The staff officer replied respectfully.

"I see, please come up."

Mussurini pulled the hem of his uniform, adjusted his necktie to the full-length mirror in the corner, and put his hands behind him, waiting for the arrival of the chief of staff of the command department.

ps: The subscription results are ugly, so I insisted not to watch it because it would dampen the passion for writing. (To be continued.)