Superman

When the sun rose as usual the next day, Sicily maintained its usual rhythm of life as usual.

What has slightly changed may be that Marlena climbed into the bed of a certain big businessman, the sheriff's accidental car accident, and a tuo dancer entered the navy camp. These news and gossips provide the town residents with after-dinner entertainment.

Small talk.

As long as the Allies did not launch large-scale bombings and as long as the air defense sirens did not sound, Taormina would always be calm.

The light of the morning sun follows the sea level and shines over the town.

Luke jumped out of a jeep and returned to the Peashooter Inn.

He didn't sleep all night, but he was still in high spirits.

"Tell Alessandro's men to watch carefully and don't cause any trouble!"

Before entering, Luke explained.

Dugan, who was accompanying him, nodded vigorously to express his understanding.

At this juncture, no one can make mistakes easily.

After a night of handling and cleaning up, the naval camp was completely controlled by the Howling Commandos.

From the top commander, Colonel Bernardo, to the low-level recruits and sailors, all were made prisoners.

According to Alessandro's report after checking the list and counting the number of people, there were more than 500 officers of all levels plus new recruits and sailors.

Some of them inhaled too much fear gas, causing mental disorder and complete loss of mobility;

Others wanted to resist, but were eliminated by the mafia who rushed into the camp from behind.

All in all, only about 420 people survived and became prisoners.

They were all made prisoners, locked in batches in barracks and warehouses, under the supervision of Alessandro and other family mafiosi.

Manelli sent a message through the only surviving transmitter in the camp, saying that the naval ships needed maintenance and would not participate in patrol and defense affairs for one or two days.

During this period, no one will discover that the naval camp here has fallen into the hands of the Allies.

It's like darkness under the lamp.

No one could have imagined that a daring secret team had quietly sneaked into the heart of the Axis powers, preparing to deliver a fatal blow.

As for the prisoners in the naval camp, will there be trouble?

Luke had no worries about this. As long as he steadily provided food to the Italian navy soldiers, they would be more obedient than domesticated animals.

Throughout World War II, the Italian army had strength, but they were unwilling to fight, and their fighting will was extremely low. They basically wanted to run away when they saw other countries' armies, even if they had a numerical advantage.

The most interesting one was when the Italian army encountered the British army. The former wanted to surrender directly as usual.

As a result, the latter seemed to be tired of this kind of battle that could be won without a fight. Not only did he refuse Italy's surrender, but he also executed the two liaison officers.

This angered the Italian officers, who called on their soldiers to counterattack, beating the confident British army to pieces.

It can be said that this battle was the most proud of Italy.

"If I were the head of state, I would probably feel desperate. What kind of teammates are these!"

Luke shook off his unnecessary thoughts and returned to the hotel room.

"Good morning! Mr. Corleone."

The charming Marlena was sitting at the dining table. She seemed to have just taken a bath, her wavy black hair was pulled back, and her beige lace silk pajamas could not hide her proud figure.

Looking down, you can see those slender and straight legs stepping on the carpet, adding an alluring atmosphere.

She is indeed the most beautiful woman in Sicily. Just her ordinary dress is enough to make many men crazy about her.

Luke calmly moved his eyes away and sat down at the dining table.

"Is this left for me? I happen to be a little hungry."

Seeing the seafood pasta on the table, he took it over without any politeness.

Suck it! Suck it!

After a storm of inhalation, Luke looked up at the dazed Marlena and asked, "Is there any problem?"

"I just took one bite."

Malena said quietly.

She was no longer as wary of Luke as before.

Instead, he relaxed and no longer remained rigid.

As for the reason behind this change, Marlena herself can't tell clearly.

"I'm really sorry, I've been busy all night."

Luke said without sincerity.

"By the way, just call me Luke. Corleone is just a fictitious identity. I have asked Cossa to send your father to Palermo. There is the best hospital in Sicily there. The treatment and recuperation are very good.

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"Thank you, Corleone...Luke!"

Marlena, who was originally melancholy, had a happy smile on her face.

She held a glass of warm milk in both hands, and her tone was filled with gratitude.

Thinking of the "accidental car accident" that the sheriff encountered, and then the proper arrangements his father received.

Malena felt a sense of peace of mind from the bottom of her heart. The days she stayed in the hotel could be said to be the most relaxing time for her.

No longer have to worry about men’s coveting thoughts and women’s vicious curses.

"Don't be so polite. By the way, I will probably leave Sicily tomorrow, and Corsa will take you home then."

Luke said casually.

"Don't worry, Malena, no one will bully you again in this town. I've already warned Xhosa."

The smile that appeared on Marlena's face suddenly solidified.

"Really... I wish you a safe journey."

The beautiful girl said with great reluctance.

Marlena didn't say much and quickly got up and returned to her room.

Looking at the graceful figure leaving in a hurry, Luke raised the corners of his mouth, waiting for the night to fall.

The afterglow of dusk gradually sinks into the sea.

Marlena didn't leave the bedroom until dinner time.

Luke simply packed his bags. Tomorrow he would no longer be Vito Corleone, but Captain Steiner from Berlin, who had won the Iron Cross.

The hour hand on the wall slid into the early hours of the morning, and Luke, who was still awake, heard movement in the next room.

He carefully opened the door and stood at the door of the second bedroom.

My breathing became faster and faster, and my heartbeat sounded extremely clear.

Lying in bed, Luke could almost turn the information received in his mind into dynamic pictures through his super hearing.

"You've been standing there for so long, don't you want to come in?"

Just when Malena flinched and was about to turn around and leave, the door was opened.

Luke, who was wearing a nightgown, asked in a joking tone.

In the dimly lit living room, only the bright moonlight spilled in from the window.

"If you want to see me off, it seems a bit early."

Luke took a step forward, almost touching Marlena.

The latter raised his head, his delicate body trembling, and a cloud of red glow appeared on his beautiful face.

It looks like the burning clouds in Sicily in the evening!

"Actually, I thought you wouldn't come over."

Luke made a bold move and lifted Marlena's chin with his fingers.

"What would you have done if I hadn't come?"

Marlena tried to avoid Luke's aggressive eyes, but failed.

"Then I'll go over. Marlena, I'm not the decent Mr. Corleone you imagined. I have a strong possessive desire and like to take what I like as my own! I'm more of a villain than a mafia, more than a villain.

The men in the town covet your beauty even more!"

Luke wiped his fingers from Marlena's red lips, put his other arm on her slender waist, and pushed inward.

Ugh!

Marlena was surprisingly not disgusted with Luke's confession. She wanted to say something else, but her plump red lips were blocked.

The night outside the window is getting darker and darker.