Battle of the Third Reich
Vol 5 Chapter 419: Vanguard (End)
It was because no enemies were encountered along the way, and the Italian soldiers became more careful in their operations. They knew they could not be so lucky forever. God knows on which mountain beam nearby there will be ambush Greek soldiers, maybe they have already prepared , Just waiting for their large targets to venture into the set traps.
The infantry squadrons lined up in two columns and moved forward along the shoulders on both sides of the road. They heard that the French like to lay mines in the middle of the road, and maybe these Greek tricks will too.
The squad leader walked with a rifleman at the front of the team. During the period after the invasion, the army sergeant showed extraordinary professionalism and bravery, which is why he was welcomed by ordinary soldiers in the company. For reasons, the soldiers always hope that their leader is a responsible warrior who can lead them to break through the obstacles and win.
The 23rd Infantry Division has never participated in actual combat before, so it still maintains strong morale. Compared with those comrades who were beaten by the French in the Alps defense line, the soldiers of the [Filana] division still fight the war There is also a romantic expectation.
These Italian soldiers received more training in positional combat. They were not professionally trained mountain infantry, so they were only used to fighting in the plains. The only preparation for the battle by the staff is that three days before the war, some small manuals were issued to the troops, which contained tips on mountain combat, but the number was very limited, and many people have not obtained it so far.
Castantino also did not get the legendary manual, so he could only fumble under the command according to the content of the military combat regulations. This can be seen that the sergeant is very talented in military affairs. It’s because he hasn’t been to a regular military school, so unless he makes any earth-shattering achievements on the battlefield, he can’t be promoted to an officer in his life.
There is a saying in China called Wangshan running a dead horse, and the situation is the same when it is placed on Greece. The village is almost close to the horizon. The Italians traveled on the mountain road for fifteen minutes before finally arriving at the village entrance.
This is a medium-sized Greek mountain village. There are more than 20 buildings of different sizes, arranged neatly on both sides of the road. Most of them are old-style wooden board houses, and there are some two-storey buildings with brick and wood structures. .
The rain was a bit smaller than before, and no one could see on the road in the village. Two big dogs with neck collars but no ropes were standing, barking at strangers in the middle of the road at the village entrance. .
"Go on, search every house here, rush all the Greeks you can find to the center of the village, Giuliano, you take a machine gun group and six people on the south side. Alberto, Maricino you two Go to occupy the clock tower. Ottokino, you set up a machine gun firepoint at the village entrance and block the center road. The rest follow me and start to act now."
Castantino turned to look seriously and ordered to his subordinates. This was the first time he led this class in actual combat. Whether he could produce a beautiful answer depends on the performance of every soldier here.
Searching the village, this is the favorite and the most annoying task of the Italian infantry. The reason is that if it goes well, everyone can get some extra oil and water. Although the military regulations clearly prohibit this kind of behavior, the thieves touch something. It is always difficult to avoid, and military officers do not account for this kind of thing. To say annoying, it is that they may encounter unknown dangers. In order to protect their families and property, there are always people who will desperately choose to fight the aggressor to the end.
Generally, villages in the mountains like this, basically every household has armed to prevent the invasion of beasts and outsiders who are not well-intentioned. Obviously, in the eyes of the Greeks, these Italian aggressors are both counted.
With a bayonet rifle in his hand, the two barking big dogs were frightened. Corporal Giuliano brought two riflemen to the first courtyard of the village entrance. Pushing open the fence door, the Italian entered the yard. The owner of the house was obviously just a farmer. The yard planted some vegetables. In the wooden shed on the side of the board house was a rickshaw, which was covered with straw. A wooden pitchfork leaned against the column of the wooden shed.
This board room looks a little bit older. Most of the originally painted white on the wall has peeled off, revealing the gray wooden boards below. The door is tightly closed but no lock is seen.
Giuliano waved at a rifleman, then picked up his Carcano rifle and aimed at the door. Confirming that the comrades were ready to cover, the soldier in question slowly walked forward, and then kicked **** the door, and the door was kicked open, kicking the door. The soldier rushed into the room with a rifle in his hand.
"Sergeant, there is no one inside." After a while, the soldier pointed out his head from the window on the side of the house and reported.
Giuliano breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his rifle, turned to look at the other soldier, and shrugged his shoulders toward the deputy squad leader.
"Go in and see." Giuliano carried his rifle on his back and walked into the board room with his men.
"There's no one upstairs, Sergeant." Gaspal, the top soldier, walked into the kitchen and reported to Castantino.
"The soup is still warm. They haven't been around for long." Castantino threw the spoon back into the soup pot on the stove.
"Go to search for the next one, and someone will always choose to stay in the village." The sergeant picked up his carbine from the dining table and strode out of the kitchen.
"The Greeks ran away. We searched several houses in the south. They didn't even take their clothes away." A rifleman stood in the rain and reported to the sergeant.
"Maybe they heard the news that we were coming, and they all ran away in fear, and these Greeks were as timid as mice," another soldier said with a smile.
"Don't underestimate these Greeks. You haven't dealt with them. They are as brutal as the Turks." Castantino shook his head and warned his men.
"Why are you alone, the others? Corporal Giuliano?"
"If you don't see the sergeant, maybe you should also take shelter from the rain in the house. Everyone is tired, sergeant." The soldier answered.
"It's really nonsense, order everyone to gather, you must thoroughly search the entire village before the company arrives." Castantino almost tilted his nose, the group of guys regarded the war as what it was, is it an armed Is it outing?
"The Greeks should have all run out, sergeant, or wait until the big troops come and search again." Gaspal interrupted.
"The task given to me by the company commander is to occupy the village. This task is not completed until the last house is searched!" Castantino walked to the middle of the road, pulled his whistle from under the poncho, and then sharpened The collection whistle rang throughout this quiet mountain village.
Three riflemen hurriedly rushed out of a resident's house on the side, carrying their unloaded backpacks and their rifles, and several people hurried to the sergeant's front.
"So how many of you?" The squad leader looked at the number in front of him, not even half of the team.
"Juliano!" Castantino shouted loudly at his deputy squad leader, but received no response.
"Neno! Cartiers! Sabbatino!" The sergeant continued to chant the names of the rest of his staff loudly.
"Tulio! Robert! Where the **** are you?" Castantino felt something was wrong at this time. Although these people are lazy, they will still obey their orders honestly, and it is impossible to return after hearing their calls. Continue to shrink in the room and refuse to show up.
"By the way, Alberto and Maricino." The sergeant remembered that he had sent two ministries down to occupy the clock tower in the center of the village. They might be able to see something. Kaltantino took the remaining few riflemen. Step towards the clock tower.
But before they came to the building, they suddenly found two figures in camouflage ponchos hanging under the windowsill on the top of the building. The two Italian riflemen hung there motionlessly. It seemed that they had already died. Although they could not see their faces, everyone knew that it was Alberto and Maricino.
"The Virgin is on." Gaspare's face was so scared that he quickly crossed the cross on his chest.
"This is a trap!" Kaltantino could already be sure that he was in the ambush of the Greeks, but he didn't know whether it was the Greek villagers or the regular army.
"Quickly retreat, leave this village!" The army sergeant quickly made a decision, and should leave the trap immediately with the remaining men before the enemy's situation was unclear.
"But Corporal Giuliano what do they do?"
"They must be the same as the two guys above. They are all finished. Do you want to go with them?"
"Run, you idiot, follow the sergeant's orders, and after the confluence of the large forces, we will make a comeback and crush this **** village completely." The soldiers were arguing while sprinting with the sergeant .
At this moment, a gunshot suddenly sounded in a building beside the road, and the rifleman who ran at the end of the line fell to the muddy street with the gunshot. As if a switch was turned on, suddenly a blast of sound like popcorn sounded around the street, bullets hit the Italian invaders like raindrops, one after another the rifleman was hit, and fell on the road of escape.
Kastampano struggled toward the entrance of the village, where he was the only way to live. As long as he could escape this ambush circle alive this time, he vowed to God that he would never succeed as a hero. If he could, he would Immediately ask the superior to retire and return home to take care of the dozen goats.
The army sergeant took off his poncho and abandoned his heavy backpack. Finally, he even threw the carbine. He was like a sprinter who was participating in the sports meeting, sprinting toward the finish line wholeheartedly.
Just as Castantino was about to reach the entrance of the village, he saw the machine gun group he had left behind through the rain curtain. The two soldiers were lying on the side of the road facing up at the moment. A man in a light-colored vest was facing What is busy squatting next to one of them.
The Greek immediately saw the Italian sergeant who was running towards the entrance of the village, and he slowly stood up. Castantino finally knew what the man was doing just now. The other side was carrying the head of the Italian soldier who had just been cut off, and the blood was flowing down the ground with the rain and the soft tissues under the neck.
"Oh, benevolent Lord."
The Italian has seen such a terrible scene. Castantino has forgotten that he is a glorious Royal Italian Army soldier. At this moment he screamed like a woman stepping on a mouse. Still alive, I will never believe that this voice will be made by the brave Sergeant Castantino.
The Italian did not dare to get closer to the demonic Greek. He turned a corner and ran towards a courtyard beside the street. This is already the village entrance. Castantino only needs to pass through this courtyard to escape this horror. The place.
The fence gate in the courtyard was locked, but he couldn’t stop the Italian sergeant’s footsteps. He grabbed the board of the fence wall and hurriedly overcame the obstacle. He didn’t buy this sergeant for money. After a long and rigorous training.
A small field was opened in the yard, planting some unknown plants, maybe flowers or some kind of herbal medicine, anyway, Castantino was not interested in it at all, what he was thinking now was from this The dangerous village escaped.
The soil in the field was ploughed, and the rain became very soft as soon as the rain soaked. The Italian stepped on it, and the soil fell directly into his calf. Castampano wore a pair of short leather shoes dispensed by the army and leather leggings dispensed by a non-commissioned officer. The viscous soil had a strong adsorption force, and the Italian could only stumble forward with a shallow foot.
Just as he was about to walk out of the field, there was a dull popping sound beside him, which sounded like a dumb cannon beside him, and the dark brown wet soil was scattered, in the afterglow of the eyes of the Italian sergeant, A black object suddenly jumped out of the ground, waiting for Castampano to react. A roar sounded, and the Italian sergeant only felt a white light flash in front of him, and then he completely lost consciousness.
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