February is the coldest time in Europe, but it doesn't seem so special for the Alps, which are covered in snow all year round.

"François, I heard that Belgium is about to finish?" Gaspar asked, holding his rifle, to his companion.

"I heard that yes." François sniffled, tightened his snow-white coat and replied, "The Germans seem to have hit Ipar, and it seems that it is only about ten kilometers from the Franco-Belgian border......

"Well, then you say the Germans will stop at the border?" Gaspar sighed.

"I think so." François looked up and replied, "But they will not stop on their own, but they will be forced to stop by the new lines of defense on the Franco-Belgian border – they will know the difference between France and Belgium." ”

Gaspar opened his mouth to ask something, but was caught by something.

It was a small snowdrift.

"Hey, François, did that thing move a little just now?" Gaspar patted François on the side, pointed to the snowdrift and frowned.

"Where?" François answered, then looked in the direction of Gaspar's finger.

"Isn't that just a pile of snow, how can the snow move?" François, after seeing what it was, sneered at Gaspar, "You can't have eye problems, do you?" Ha ha. ”

"But I just really ......," Gaspar lowered his head and rubbed his eyes.

"Hell!" Suddenly, François exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Gaspar wondered.

"Is there something wrong with my eyes?" François exclaimed, pointing to another snowdrift not far away, "I saw that thing move!" ”

The two of them glanced at each other in unison, and they both sensed that something was wrong.

"Click!" Together, they removed the rifle from their backs and held it in their hands, pulled the bolt to push the bullet into the chamber, and slowly approached the snowdrift.

Just as the two of them were approaching the pile of snow, a sudden spaghetti-smelling shout came from the side: "UN pugno di mangiare il mio Francesi!" (The French punched me!) ）”

Then several "snowdrifts" suddenly jumped up, turning into Italian soldiers and lunging towards the two men.

"Shit!" The two were caught off guard and fell to the ground, and the guns fell far away, but they reacted quickly, and instead of being directly restrained by the Italian soldiers, they scuffled with several Italians on the ground.

Several Italian soldiers and two French soldiers fought each other until an officer in a German SS winter uniform ran out of the woods in the distance, and each kicked and stunned the two Frenchmen.

"Drag it back!" The German officer looked at the Italian soldiers speechlessly and said in broken Italian.

"Yes, sir!" The Italian soldiers hurriedly got up from the ground, slapped their snow-covered clothes, gave an Italian military salute, and then dragged the two Frenchmen by their feet to the woods a few hundred meters away.

The woods were dense but crowded at the moment, and if the two French soldiers were awake by now, they would have been surprised to find that the woods were full of Italian soldiers in white uniforms.

Oh, and the bowl of pasta in their hands.

As soon as the Italian soldiers who were dragging the French saw that the meal had begun, they immediately threw down the Frenchman's feet in their hands, took out the bowl in the carrying utensils, and ran quickly to the marching pot, looking at the cooks with expectant faces.

"Oh, my dear friend, you came back just in time." THE COOK SMILED AND FILLED THEIR BOWL WITH A LARGE CHUNK OF HOT PASTA, "DID YOU CATCH THE FRENCH?" ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Caught, caught, caught. A FEW PEOPLE TOOK A BIG BITE OF PASTA AND SAID VAGUELY, "RUINED OUR BOSS'......"

"Where?"

"That!" A soldier freed his finger and pointed to two Frenchmen who were lying on the ground like dead pigs not far away, being watched by a group of pasta soldiers.

"It's been a great job, it's been a hard job!" An Italian major quickly finished the noodles in the bowl, ran to the German officer, held his hand and said, "Go eat a bowl of PASTA?" ”

"No, no, no......" The German officer shook his head helplessly, "Let's wake these two up first, we have to find out their defense situation as soon as possible, and there are only a few hours before the scheduled attack time." ”

"Okay, okay, no problem!" The major patted his chest and said, then casually pointed to the two soldiers who were eating noodles, "You! And you! Wake up these two French pigs. ”

THE TWO ITALIAN SOLDIERS LOOKED AT EACH OTHER WITH A BLANK LOOK ON THEIR FACES, HURRIEDLY TOOK THE LAST BITE OF PASTA INTO THEIR MOUTHS, AND SALUTED: "YES SIR!" Well, but how do we wake them up? ”

"Idiots, you guys?" The Major was a little upset when he heard the idiotic questions of his subordinates, and he felt that having such stupid subordinates made him very faceless in front of his allies, "Water use! Splash them in the face! ”

"Okay!" The two soldiers answered, then pulled out the water bottle that hung from their waists.

But they couldn't pour out any water.

"Damn it...... Sir! The water is frozen! The soldiers shouted aggrievedly.

"The water is frozen?" The major took the kettle from the soldier's hand in confusion and found that it was really frozen.

"It's fine!" The major calmly put the lid on the kettle, "Go and ask the cooks to see if they have boiling water, that water should not be frozen." ”

“Mein Gott， arum staats - ird Mir zu und dieser Gruppe von Scheine – Zusammenarbeit…… (God, why did the Führer send me to work with this herd of pigs...... When the German officer heard this, he couldn't hold back, and covered his face with his hands and whispered a sentence in German.

"What did you say?" The major, who did not understand German, looked at the German officer suspiciously, and asked.

"It's nothing, praise you Italians for being smart." The German officer quickly adjusted back and replied in Italian with a smile on his face.

"Oh, thank you." The major smiled and thanked him in return.

"Hand them over to me, and interrogate our Guards." The German officers were still smiling, but what they thought was that I was afraid that they would die at your hands!

"Okay, okay, interrogation is really not our Italian's forte." The Major was glad to hand over the two Frenchmen to the SS for interrogation, "Rather than interrogation, combat is what our Italian warriors are best at!" ”

"I just haven't eaten enough, I'm going back to eat another bowl of PASTA!" This is what the Italian officer had in mind.

The German officer shook his head helplessly, turned around and woke up a French soldier.

“Merde！ (equivalent to TMD)" Gaspar woke up slowly, and opened his mouth to say a French national curse.

"Ta mère ne peut pas vous sauver. (Your mother can't save you.) The German officer crouched down and looked at Gaspar, and said slowly, "I have a few questions for you, and if you answer then you are safe, otherwise I'm not sure what the Italians around you will do to you." ”

Gaspar listened to the words of the German officer and subconsciously glanced around.

He saw hundreds of soldiers dressed in the winter uniforms of the Royal Italian Army.

and the pasta in their hands.