Four hundred and seventieth eight chapters three gas Mussolini
Italy, Rome.
Mussolini sat in the ward thoughtfully as if thinking about something. At this time, he did not know the news of the new defeat of the new North African Governor-General Marshal Graziani.
He certainly did not expect that Marshal Graziani, with an army of 230,000, would be defeated by 60,000 British troops, just like he did not expect that Marshal Balbo, his first North African commander, would be beaten to death by his own people.
Outside the ward, it can be said that the sun is shining brightly and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
Under the influence of this good weather, Mussolini's mood naturally improved. So he sang a little tune in the ward again.
The assistant next to Mussolini saw the leader humming a tune again, and immediately had a bad premonition.
Because it seemed like every time Mussolini hummed a tune, something bad would happen.
"Leader, what are you doing? Why are you humming a tune for no reason?" The assistant was very frightened and wanted to stop Mussolini from humming a tune.
"I'm in a good mood, so I can hum whenever I want. Why, do you still want to control my leader?"
Mussolini was unhappy. He did not expect that his interests and hobbies would be interfered with by a small assistant.
"No...not leader, that's not what I meant. I have been with you for three years, and I have found that every time you hum a little tune, something bad will happen," the assistant said bluntly.
After saying that, he looked at Mussolini timidly.
Sure enough, Mussolini was already furious, and the fire in his belly seemed to be about to burst out.
Seeing this, the assistant quickly said: "Leader, my stomach suddenly feels uncomfortable. Sorry, I have to go to the toilet..."
After saying that, the assistant rushed to the door of the ward in three steps, quickly closed the door and ran away.
They were relatively familiar with each other and developed a relationship. Mussolini was relatively tolerant of this assistant who had some mental problems and did not pursue the other person's rudeness.
However, Mussolini then thought about it and realized that something had happened to him before when he was humming a tune.
What's going on...?
By the way, it was about Marshal Balbo being beaten to death by his own people.
But this kind of absurd and bizarre thing has happened for the first time, can there be a second time?
It's definitely impossible!
Mussolini, who comforted himself, quickly felt relieved again and continued humming his own little song.
However, before he could hum for long, a rapid knock on the door interrupted his interest in humming the tune.
Mussolini thought that maybe his assistant was back, and thought that this guy was really getting older and smaller, and he still knocked so hard on the door.
He said impatiently: "Don't you know the door is unlocked? Just come in, why are you knocking so loudly!"
Immediately afterwards, the door was pushed open. But what caught Mussolini's eyes was not his little assistant, but General Garibaldi.
"Oh? It turns out to be General Garibaldi. What do you want from me?"
When Mussolini saw that it was General Garibaldi, he became serious.
Although he often messed around, Mussolini, the Italian leader, was still very conscientious and serious about matters at the national level.
After all, he is also the leader of a country and concurrently serves as the commander-in-chief of Italy's armed forces. If he had no merit at all, he would not be in the position he is today.
"Leader, I came here today to report on the battle on the front line and the results of the battle." General Garibaldi did not hide it, and said to Mussolini straight to the point as soon as he came up.
Since it was an army general who came to report, the report must be about military matters, which did not surprise Mussolini.
He said to Garibaldi: "I have been recuperating in the ward these days, and I really rarely care about the war on the front line. You came at the right time, tell me about it, especially the situation in the North African battlefield, which is what I am most concerned about."
Therefore, Garibaldi began to report to Mussolini on the recent battles of the Italian army in North Africa.
Of course, what he said at the beginning was all about the small breakthroughs achieved by the Italian army in the early stage, and he did not mention a word about the subsequent defeat. The purpose was also to allow his sick leader to stabilize his mood and prepare for the next step.
of blow.
When it came to Graziani launching an all-out attack, Garibaldi swallowed his saliva and really didn't know where to start.
At this moment, Mussolini's assistant opened the door and walked in.
After seeing General Garibaldi, the assistant said hello to him, then immediately found an excuse, closed the door and turned around to go out.
The assistant thought to himself: "Sure enough, nothing good can happen when the leader hums a tune. General Garibaldi must be here to report his worries, so it would be better to escape first."
Sure enough, just as Mussolini's assistant expected, General Garibaldi went on to say: "In the end, our army failed to gain an advantage in the confrontation with the British army, and was even slightly inferior."
"No advantage? Slightly inferior? What do you mean! Lost the battle? What is Graziani doing? With an army of 230,000, he still can't defeat tens of thousands of British troops?" Mussolini heard it.
After General Garibaldi's implication, he immediately roared furiously.
"Tell me! How many troops have been lost? I can bear it, don't hide it from me." After venting his anger, Mussolini continued to ask.
Although this leader thinks that he has a large belly, this is not the case in the eyes of others. Otherwise, why would he be lying in the ward?
"Since the leader asked this, I will not hide it." Garibaldi simply reported to Mussolini truthfully: "Just last night, our army and the British army fought fiercely all day and night in Sidi Burani, and finally due to
Our army's lack of maneuverability and unfamiliarity with the terrain resulted in the army being defeated by the British army, resulting in the loss of more than 30,000 troops, more than 200 artillery pieces, and more than 300 tanks and armored vehicles."
"Is it over?" Mussolini asked.
"It's done." Garibaldi nodded.
To be honest, the moment General Garibaldi saw Mussolini's indifferent expression, he immediately felt infinite admiration for Mussolini in his heart.
Before this, he had never guessed that his leader could be such a magnanimous person, and that he could be so calm and indifferent to the huge gains and losses on the battlefield.
But who would have thought that Mussolini just didn't have an attack right away. In fact, not long after he finished speaking those words, he fainted on the hospital bed.
Seeing that something was wrong, Garibaldi hurriedly called the doctor.
Finally, after a short period of treatment by a doctor, Mussolini managed to wake up from his coma.
And the first thing he said when he woke up was: "Give it to me. Remove all military posts from Graziani. Call him. Tell him to come back and raise horses for me!"
After all this, Garibaldi's respect for Mussolini was now completely lost. It turned out that his leader was just slow to react and was not as calm as he thought.
Garibaldi, who really couldn't stand it anymore, couldn't help but remind Mussolini: "Leader, in fact, although the British army won a small victory in North Africa, our army can still quickly take back the initiative. After all, the British army
There is a fatal weakness on the African battlefield."
"Fatal weakness! What is it? Come on, tell me." Upon hearing that the British army had a fatal weakness, Mussolini instantly became interested.
