Chapter Five Hundred and Thirteen Shit Relationship
In fact, humans are such animals. If you just tell them, they may not believe it from the bottom of their hearts. Only when they see it with their own eyes can they be convinced.
Now, the Italian officers who had retreated began to use their own lives and the lives of their soldiers to test whether the machine guns of the French war supervisors were loaded with bullets, and to test whether the French had the courage to shoot at the Italian soldiers.
"Sir, the order we received is to continue the attack until the British troops surrounding the French Army's No. 3 Heights are eliminated. Now, the British troops are still on the position, and we just ran away. Will everyone be shot by the war supervisory committee?"
An Italian staff officer reminded his battalion commander.
But his battalion commander swore and patted his chest and said righteously to his subordinates: "What do you mean by running away? We have no bullets. This is a glorious retreat."
The staff officer nodded in seeming understanding, responding to the battalion commander's words.
Although it is true that there are no bullets.
However, those bullets were not used up by them hitting the enemy.
Because he didn't want to fight and couldn't find a better reason to run away, the Italian battalion commander had a sudden idea and asked the troops to fire blank guns into the sky, destroying the ammunition three times, five times five times two times, so as to declare a retreat.
All the bullets have been fired, so we should be confident to retreat like this, the Italian battalion commander thought so.
The staff officer participated in the battalion commander's "empty gun operation". He was not the only one, but the entire battalion participated in this operation to create a reason for retreat.
After all, the imagination of Italians is endless, and they can always find various reasons for themselves to avoid war.
In addition, although the leader agreed that the French came to supervise the Italians, this was still a bit nonsense.
The Italian officers, from top to bottom, believed that the French War Commissioner would not have the guts to attack deserters from Italy.
It's not like they are France's own troops, so if they want to be shot, they should still be restricted by a big grudge barrier.
Therefore, the escaped Italian captain and battalion commander, indulged by this kind of thinking, arrogantly led his men past the machine gun position of the French War Supervisor and prepared to sneak back to the rear.
However, when they passed the machine gun position of the French War Supervisor, the Italian officers and soldiers did not expect what they expected. The French officer came to inquire and criticize.
The French responded with a burst of rapid machine gun fire, coupled with the screams of the Italian soldiers accompanying the Italian officers.
"Damn it, they just opened fire!" the Italian captain shouted at the top of his voice: "These French people are too arrogant, someone come and stop me!"
"Battal Commander, you can't stop it!" The staff officer beside him responded loudly, dumbfounded: "You have already ordered the soldiers to shoot out all the bullets. Our weapons are all empty!"
"I ordered you to shoot out all the bullets?" In the confusion, the battalion commander pulled over the staff and asked incredulously. In his opinion, it was impossible for him to make such a stupid decision.
"Battal Commander, this is your order." As the soldiers beside him fell down one by one, the staff officer also knew that he didn't have much time, so he spoke very quickly and made a final report: "You said that the bullets should be used
Only by lighting up can we retreat gloriously."
After hearing this, the Italian battalion commander finally remembered why he gave that order.
But when he gave the order, he didn't expect that the French War Supervisory Committee from the rear was coming for real!
In regret, this Italian coward and his cowardly staff officer were smashed into pieces by a barrage of machine gun bullets without any objection, leaving this war forever...
A few hundred meters away, after clearing out a battalion of Italian soldiers who were smart enough to escape triumphantly, the officer representative of the French war committee began to signal for people to bring up the Italian soldiers from the next battalion.
The Italian soldiers from the battalion behind saw the tragic situation of the battalion in front from the waiting area not far away, and were already trembling with fear.
As a result, the French drove these Italian soldiers towards the British troops on the Ejele position almost as easily as they drove sheep, making their own contribution to the friendship between France and Italy.
At the same time, dozens of kilometers away, Berante was also dealing with an Italian major general who had fled because of cowardice.
Because the opponent's level was too high, Berante, who was the governor of France, handled it personally, which was enough to give Mussolini enough face.
"Our troops have run out of ammunition and cannot continue fighting. Retreating is the right thing to do!" the Italian Major General shouted angrily: "I did not give the wrong order. This is a glorious retreat."
Because this guy was born in a village on the border of Italy and France, he didn't even need an interpreter to communicate with Berante.
It seems that Italians like to make this kind of excuse. Some of them like to say that they have run out of ammunition, and some like to say that they are about to run out of ammunition.
Of course, among the reasons Berante heard these days, the most bizarre one was: "I couldn't find the crowbar for the ammunition box. If I couldn't open it, there would be no ammunition, so I retreated."
For these cowards who didn't even have any creative excuses, Berlant ordered the War Supervisory Committee to execute them uniformly without reporting.
And when Berante ordered his guards to pull down and shoot this coward who was also arrogant and making excuses for his cowardice, but with a slightly higher rank, the Italian general finally made some remarks that Berante had never heard.
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Realizing that the other party was not joking and was really serious about it, the Italian major general immediately shouted in horror: "No, no, no, I am an Italian general. I have fought in Egypt, and I have shed blood in Libya. You guys
You can’t treat me like this, I demand the above!”
Unfortunately, Berante frowned and continued to wave his hands unmoved: "Pull it down and kill him."
"That's right!" The Italian general seemed to have thought of something again, and quickly shouted and added: "My wife's cousin's wife is the prime minister's lover, and the prime minister will definitely pardon me. So please, give me another chance."
Bar!"
"This..." I have to say that the Italian major general's chaotic network of relationships really convinced Berante.
When Berante was unaware, his adjutant also took two steps forward, walked to his ear and whispered a suggestion: "General, why don't you let this Italian major general with complicated relations go first. Just do as he said, and then
Give him a chance to lead Italian troops to Ejele to attack the British army."
After understanding this sentence, the Italian major general immediately responded excitedly in French: "Yes, yes, give me another chance."
