Battle of the Third Reich

"What do you think?" Mussolini stood in front of the huge dressing mirror in the bedroom, looking at his brand-new uniform with ironed face in complacency.

"Very handsome, my dear." Clara Bettasi (formerly Coreletta Bettasi) stepped forward and gently adjusted the position of the black tie for the Italian prime minister.

This famous leader lover of later generations is wearing an elegant white silk nightgown. The beautiful figure that makes Mussolini crazy and obsessed is even more attractive under the orange sunlight of the Mediterranean in the morning.

"There is no important work today, and I will come back before lunch." Mussolini gently stroked the lover's cheek, and then left a kiss on the lips of the other side.

"That's great, dear, I will let the kitchen prepare lunch for you." Although I have been following this man who is 29 years older than myself for more than three years, every time the other side makes these ambiguous actions, It will still make Betasi's heart beat like a first love girl.

It must be said that Mussolini had a very magical charm in the eyes of Italian women at that time. He possessed amazing property and was also the most powerful man in Italy. People are talking about the name all the time, who Everyone knows that he is a playboy, but the involuntary will be attracted to him.

Bettasi knew that he was not the man's only lover, but still prayed to God sincerely, so that she could stay with the man until the last moment of her life.

Her wish was fulfilled in history. This woman used her life to prove her loyalty to this relationship. Apart from the last tragedy, perhaps for Betasi, being able to die with Mussolini is not considered to be A terrible ending.

After leaving the exquisite and luxurious comfort zone, Mussolini's face restored his serious expression. The Italian Prime Minister sat on the back seat of the fully enclosed Mercedes-Benz bulletproof car, leaning on the back of the leather chair and began to close his eyes. .

Order has already been restored in the city of Rome. The citizens are still busy for their livelihoods, but there are more armored vehicles painted with iron crosses on the streets and a team of heavily armed German soldiers.

"Leader, General Küchler told the Roman Headquarters that the African army will begin to evacuate as scheduled next Friday. Before they made a few requests, I hope to get a reply before departure." Sitting opposite Mussolini The new deputy captain Claudio reported respectfully that the original aide lieutenant, Captain Candir, was unfortunately killed in a coup on the 28th. Until now, the remains of the brave captain have not been found.

"Don't ask me about this kind of thing, it's all Chiano's job. It's his job. It's been negotiated long before I agreed to all of Quixelle's requests." Mussolini said slightly Opening your eyes, the sharp look swept the young face of the subordinate.

"The general wants to recruit another 300 army employees, and hopes that the Roman city government can come forward for him."

"This is a good thing for Italy, and we can restore the honor of the kingdom in this way. Think about it, the Italians fought side by side with the Germans, and established great merits. Propaganda in this way will certainly impress a large number of young people. people."

After speaking, Mussolini closed his eyes again. By the end of the year, one-third of the Italian army will be retired. How to arrange the employment and life of these people is a headache for the kingdom. If the Germans Willing to stand up and take over, Mussolini will of course raise his hands high to welcome.

Mussolini’s convoy hung the Italian Prime Minister’s flag and drove along the avenue of the city center to the outside of the city. His destination today is to build a temporary special concentration camp on the outskirts of Rome, where all the detainees participated in 28. The arrested members of the gang on the day of the coup d'état ranged from the Field Marshal and General of the Kingdom of Italy to the ordinary traffic policemen who commanded on the streets.

The concentration camp is set in a barren field. It is a huge camp with a length of 1.5 kilometers and a width of one kilometer. Because it has not been time to build a brick wall, at present, we can only use the high-rise barbed wire as a barrier outside the camp. The internal guards are all carefully selected veterans of the Black Shirt Regiment, and the defenders on the perimeter are all German Army infantry.

In some areas where the defense seems weak, the German engineers also specially laid defensive minefields. That was 450 anti-infantry mines completely buried out of order. The German engineers did not record the location of each mine on the minefield map as usual, but only delineated a rough mine area, which means that the Germans If you want to pass the minefield, you can only rely on professional mine-clearing equipment.

Such solid protective measures made Mussolini feel quite secure, and he began to consider whether the camp should be changed to a permanent one, which was used to detain the opposition personnel in the country.

The concentration camp is located less than ten kilometers west of Rome. There is only a small village called Magnelle near the village. There are fifteen farmers living in the village. They usually live on wheat and olives. The non-stop construction site throughout the week has completely disrupted the peaceful life of the villagers. Along with the visits of various powerful departments, everyone’s family background has been checked for transparency, and it has also been forbidden by warning. Close to the camp, don't give up your life because of curiosity.

Mussolini's convoy slowly entered the gate of the camp along the road. This unnamed concentration camp ushered in the visit of the highest leader.

The commander in charge of the camp was a black shirt lieutenant colonel in his fifties. At this moment, he led a dozen management officers and was waiting at the entrance of the office building of the camp early.

The Mercedes-Benz car stopped steadily in front of the officers. A captain stepped forward and opened the door of the rear compartment.

"Salute!" Duan Xingguan ordered loudly. All the officers and men present raised their hands to the Prime Minister who stood with his head raised.

Mussolini glanced at the officers who were loyal to himself, nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then stepped forward to the commander.

"Welcome to your visit, Your Excellency Prime Minister." Lieutenant Colonel Renato gave a slight compliment.

"Nice to see you again, Colonel Renato." Mussolini reached out his hand.

"Me too, Your Excellency Prime Minister." Renato's flattered expression held Mussolini's hand tightly.

"You have been notified." Mussolini asked.

"Yes, I received a call from Colonel Gunter last night, and everything was prepared as you ordered." Renato reported: "You can go to the lounge for a rest, we prepared some drinks and food, and then. .."

"No, you know what I want, I don't have much time." Mussolini interrupted the lieutenant's attentiveness, with a trace of impatience in his tone.

"When...Of course, we are all ready, Your Excellency, please follow me here." In order to hide the embarrassment, Renato took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat that had just come out.

Mussolini took a whole company of guards this time, all armed with guns and live ammunition. In a few days, he had been assassinated twice in a row. The assassins were all coups and party members who survived. These are the desperate people. The final struggle.

Lieutenant Colonel Black Shirt led the way ahead, Mussolini was under the protection of the entire row of guards, followed by a big step, and soon a group of people arrived in front of a newly constructed single-row wooden house.

This wooden house has not yet had time to decorate, the walls show the original color of the wood, and even many places still retain graffiti and messages from construction workers.

The lieutenant colonel stepped forward quickly, took out the key from his waist, and then carefully opened the door.

"People are inside, Your Excellency." Renato stepped back and reported by the door.

"You are all here, without my order, no one is allowed to come close." Mussolini gave orders to the guard and the adjutant.

"You are the same as Lieutenant Colonel. I will tell you if there is anything you need." Mussolini walked to the door and glanced at the Lieutenant Colonel.

"Observe the order, Your Excellency the Prime Minister." The Lieutenant Colonel quickly and respectfully retreated.

"Fall back 50 meters and establish a cordon." Claudio commanded loudly to the guard soldiers.

The soldiers of the Prime Minister's Guard acted quickly, and they immediately stood in a circle around the wooden house. The soldiers held up their submachine guns in their hands, and the muzzle of the black hole pointed directly out of the circle.

Mussolini closed the door with his backhand, and the Italian Prime Minister had his arms crossed in arms, and he habitually raised his chin.

"Look at what you look like now, I don't know if I should say I'm happy to meet you, Badoglio." Mussolini said proudly.

"You're the same, it's that idiot-like look, it makes you sick." Badoglio wore a marshal dress with all the signs off, and looked at the proud leader with contempt.

"Anyway, I am the final victor of this farce, and you will be hanging like a wild dog on the lamppost in the center of Rome like your wild dogs." Mussolini sneered Then, he dragged a backrest chair by the wall and sat down at the door.

Badoglio had heavy steel shackles on his feet, and one end of the chain was still locked to the buckle on the floor. Anyway, this highly respected marshal, or a battle-hardened soldier, just As Mussolini said earlier, he has already won the final victory, there is no need to risk his opponent's attack for some face.

"I'm a king of Italy, and the death penalty for soldiers can only be executed by gunshot." Badogrio frowned, not expecting Mussolini to do so.

"Only with my approval, you are a soldier, and now what I see is just a criminal conspiracy to coup." Mussolini refuted.

"You are no longer a prime minister. Your Majesty the King will announce your crimes to the world. Justice will one day be extended."

"What you said can never be achieved, Badoglio, because the history of me is written by me, I will tell the Italian people, you are a group of despicable traitors, shameless traitors, because of your conspiracy, Germany will declare war with Italy.

In order to satisfy your ambitions and ignore the national interests of Italy and the safety of the people, countless Italian soldiers are sacrificed in vain because of you, and the great kingdom is also humiliated by defeat because of you.

I promise that even if you guys have only one bone left to rot, people will still spurn your grave. ".

Mussolini stood up and talked round his shoulders.

PS: I finally got home, thank you for your consideration and support for these two days.