"It's time for a decisive battle! Our great leader has published the Manifesto of the Revolution in the Italian newspaper Le Volvoico, a hail of the times, a sustenance of the Italian people, a page in a new chapter in history in which the cowardly, incompetent, corrupt and decadent central government is doomed to overthrow......

Our aim is not to simply change the government and replace the politicians, but to reshape Italy with a new era and revolutionary spirit to restore the glory of the Roman Empire.

Devoting myself to this just and great cause will be an unforgettable moment in my life, and at a major turning point in the destiny of our country, we must not do nothing, we should stand bravely at the forefront of the tide! Make our voices heard! ”

On the afternoon of October 23, 1922, in the corner of the campus of the University of Rome, a young student with hanging arms, looking a little embarrassed but extremely excited, was shouting in front of a large group of people, his name was Galeazzo Ciano, a second-year student of the law department of the University of Rome, the son of the former Italian naval colonel Costanzo Ziano, and also the school's influential figure.

Only he knew clearly that he was not Ziano, or rather, the body was still Ziano, but the soul was something else.

The person who possessed this body was Montorio Contini, the chief expert of the Italian data group of the game "Hearts of Steel", who was mysteriously not dead in a car accident on a thunderstorm night three days ago, but instead passed through and possessed little Ziano, who was also in a car accident, and mixed with the latter's consciousness and could no longer be separated. After a day of coma and treatment, he woke up!

The sudden crossing was very uncomfortable for Contini, but fate opened another after closing one window: he had always hated the low level of Italy in the game of Iron Ambition, was dissatisfied with Italy's performance in the war, and deeply sympathized with the fate of Count Ziano in history.

He has conquered the world with Italy countless times in the game, and now fate has given him an opportunity - since I have crossed over, let myself write a new history!

It took him a day to adjust to the new environment and his body, and to think deeply about the current political situation: Italy, with its sign of victory in World War I, was not doing well in all respects, with an economic downturn, internal struggles, a workers' movement and armed revolts, and more importantly, a chaotic political situation.

Benito Mussolini, the leader of the fascist party and the founder of the Italian Fascist Party, has issued a call to "march to Rome", preparing to organize 100,000 black shirts to march to the capital Rome.

His father, Ciano Sr., Costanzo Ciano, was Mussolini's close comrade-in-arms and right-hand man, and as the only son in the family, Ciano Sr. feared for his safety and specifically warned the young Ciano not to get too involved, because the latter himself was not sure. It just so happened that Ziano Jr. had suffered a little injury to his arm in a car accident, and it was theoretically best to recuperate from his injuries rather than participate in political activities.

For Contini, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it would be a shame not to be a crosser.

Many media and public opinion are paying attention to this seemingly comical "marching movement", not believing that this rabble will succeed, believing that they will inevitably be restrained and obstructed by the army and police, and even Mussolini himself, who swears and swears to the outside world, is also shocked, and instead of following the large army north, retreat to Perugia, the capital of Umbria, which has developed transportation and is easy to advance and retreat, and if the coup fails, it can retreat across the Penning Mountains to the Po River valley. Historically, every major revolutionary movement in Italy has used this as the command center, and he tried to create a pattern in which he could attack and retreat, and if the situation was unfavorable, he would pull his legs and slip away.

Contini was the only one who knew that the campaign would eventually be a success, putting Mussolini not only as prime minister but also as fascist as a national sweep, and that his resume would look good if he could get a hand in it – the University of Rome's standard-bearer of the Response Movement was already beckoning. If it fails, it is not a big deal, at most it is to squat in the police station for a few days, which can also create an atmosphere of fearlessness of the victims, who were also revolutionary predecessors at that time.

So he made up his mind to pull up the team, not only by himself, at the University of Rome, but also with all the university students in Rome, so that Mussolini could see his energy and appeal.

"That's a good point, but what should we do? We also launched power seizures and demonstrations? Someone in the audience asked.

"No, we can't do that! We should make full use of our knowledge and ability to inform the students, teachers, and citizens of Rome about the depth of the movement......" Contini blinked, "We must use our pens, leaflets, and posters to tell more people that a vigorous revolutionary cause is on the rise, that this is the only way to save Italy, and that if you do not want your country to sink like this, then you should contribute to him." ”

"It's not difficult to do, but the police ......" was interrupted by Contini as soon as someone asked the question, "don't be afraid of the police, except for a few shameless politicians, most of the police or gendarmes actually have the same attitude as us, we want to transform this country, we want this country to be good...... Patriotic Italians will always be the overwhelming majority! As long as we unite and show strength and do not take drastic actions, the police will not embarrass us. ”

"Can you guarantee that? Are you related to Fakda or Glandini? ……”

Fakda is the current prime minister of Italy, and Grandini is the chief of police in Rome.

"I'm sorry, I didn't have anything...... I have nothing but volcanic enthusiasm and a pure heart to fight for Italy to the end! ”

When he said this, the eyes of the audience were shining, especially those few female students, who originally thought that Xiao Ziano Yushu was a talent in the wind, but now after listening to this passionate speech, he felt that he was an idol in his mind.

"What if ......"

"There is no whatever! Just in case, I'll find a way to get my father out on bail out, or I'll go to jail with you! Contini made his attitude clear in the open.

"We can't survive, we have to stand up bravely, what do we have to gain by our personal success or failure compared to the fate and future of Italy? Students, when we grow old, we can pat our chests and proudly say to our children: I have lived up to my fate, I have dedicated everything to the motherland, I have witnessed a rising and courageous new Italy, is there a more interesting, more valuable, and more memorable youth than this?! ”

Ziano Jr.'s speech has always been excellent, and Contini's experience and composure have exacerbated this atmosphere, and his impassioned statements have strengthened the attitude of this group of radical students.

"Long live Italy!"

Everyone raised their arms and shouted wildly, these young people who were only 19 or 20 years old were in the prime of their blood, and no one was more disgusted with the incompetence and cowardice of the government, and no one wanted Italy to stand up as a true power than to look down on the United Kingdom, France, and the United States...... Everyone knows that the elder Chiano is a war hero of the last war, has a high social status and military rank, and has influence in all aspects, and it is not a problem to bail out a handful. Besides, Ziano is not afraid of a son like Ziano with a superior family background and a small background, so what are they afraid of?

"March! Enter! Seize power! Seize power! ”

"Long live the fascist!"

"All Italian students unite!"

"Down with the corrupt, depraved, despicable and incompetent Fakda Cabinet!"

"Victory is ours! Glory to us! Write a new chapter in Italy with the blood of youth! ”

"Our goal is to overthrow the rotten ruling class, we respect the national army and police, we strive to maintain the existing order, we protect the legitimate rights of the workers and peasants!"

"Open our hearts to the rebirth of Italy!"

For three days from October 24 to 26, the streets of Rome were plastered with such leaflets, red, green, and green, which looked shocking, and from time to time people distributed leaflets to the crowd in the streets and in the theaters, and even hundreds of students spontaneously organized themselves to take over the work of the newspaper delivery workers, stuffing leaflets into the mailbox.

Tens of thousands of Roman citizens saw this blood-pumping and enthusiastic leaflet, all signed by the same one without exception - the Young Italian League!

The alliance was founded in just three days, but its members had already swept dozens of universities, colleges, technical secondary schools, and pedagogical schools in Rome, each of which had a director of the alliance, and the president of the alliance was Galeazzo Ziano.

For us, it's more appropriate to call him Contini!