Marshal Italo Balbo, born in Ferrara, Italy, graduated from the University of Florence.

During the First World War, he served as an officer in the Alpine Legion. is also a very senior general, and at the same time, he is also one of Mussolini's team.

He led the Black Shirt militia on Rome and was highly regarded by Mussolini, who promoted him to Minister of Aviation.

He was a man who didn't know anything about flying, but he quickly learned to fly and set about reorganizing the Royal Italian Air Force.

As a fanatic under Mussolini, he did a lot of great things.

In 1930, he led a high-speed maritime squadron consisting of the Savior-Forerunner to the Americas, setting a record.

He single-handedly dropped bombs from the air, killing thousands of Ethiopians.

In 1933, he led 24 seaplanes on a transatlantic flight from Italy to Chicago.

Chicago named a Balbo Avenue in its honor, and Franklin D. Roosevelt invited him to lunch.

It can be said that he is definitely a legend in the Italian military and political circles.

It's a pity that Mussolini dismissed him, on the surface, he left the Air Force and became the governor of Libya, which can be regarded as a promotion, but in fact, he was promoted because of his high prestige, which aroused Mussolini's suspicion.

It was gold, it would shine everywhere, and after arriving in Villa, Balbo transformed Libya from a backward colony into a model of Italian provinces, known as the fourth coast of Italy.

Especially after Germany exploited a large amount of Libyan oil, Balbo began to introduce the petrochemical industry, and started the petrochemical industry in Tripoli, making the Libyan colony impressive.

And lately, Balbo has had a headache.

The European battlefield is in full swing, and Italy in the North African theater has also begun to expand its colonies to the east, they very much hope to defeat the British, occupy Egypt, control the Suez Canal, and even expand to the Middle East!

However, the situation is not encouraging.

On the European battlefield, the British expeditionary force was lost, and in Egypt, the 250,000 Italian troops could not defeat tens of thousands of British troops!

Now, hearing that the German army had finally landed in North Africa, he immediately took a plane and prepared to go to the German base in Libya, which has now developed to a large scale, and even the runway in the base can take off and land large passenger planes.

Sitting in a makeshift bunk and looking out at another accompanying plane, Balbo lit a cigarette.

There are many things he has to worry about, the arrival of the German army, which has a strong combat capability, will contribute to the situation in the North African theater, however, he is faced with another question, who will be in command?

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Benghazi.

Sharp air defense sirens sounded throughout the port, and with this siren, all the Italian sailors ran nervously towards their positions.

Not only on the ground was the British who had the advantage, but even in the sky, the British could often be seen, probably stimulated on the European battlefield, so they went to North Africa to find a balance, during this time, British bombers, almost every day, to bomb the Italian navy in Libya.

On the eastern side of the port is an old armored cruiser of the Italian Navy, the battleship Giltio, which has been in service for many years with a sense of vicissitudes.

Sailor Colladio Mazzola, nervously sitting in his gun position, this Breda M1935 20mm anti-aircraft gun, is the anti-aircraft weapon on this warship, compared to other caliber anti-aircraft guns, its power is very poor, the only advantage, is the high rate of fire.

At the same time, even this kind of anti-aircraft artillery was added later, and the anti-aircraft guns used on land were barely installed on the deck, and there was not even a shield for anti-aircraft guns, and even sandbags were piled up around the cover as cover.

Sandbags are piled on the warship, and the British don't let go of this kind of humble old ship!

As soon as he sat on his gun position, the shadow of a British bomber appeared in the distant field of vision.

The last time the British bombed the oil base, which resulted in heavy losses, the British learned to be obedient, and every time they flown to the sea, they came from the north, so that they were completely outside the radar detection of the Libyan oil base, so they were never intercepted.

Two British bombers, whistling from the sky, seemed to pick up soft persimmons and swooped down on the Gilgio again!

"Fire!" The cannon commander shouted.

Stepping on the firing machine, 20-mm anti-aircraft artillery shells whizzed into the sky, accompanied by a thumping fire, one after another shells, poured out from the other side.

It looked good, but the two bombers, after diving and dropping bombs, made a dashing steering maneuver and flew away.

The bomb exploded dozens of meters away from the warship, and the water splashed more than ten meters high.

It's over.

Letting go of his foot, Claudio felt his brain swell, and when he just fired, the sound of cannon in his ears was echoing all the time, and he looked up to see that on the bridge, the captain and the first and second officers had all gone down.

Victorious again, driving out the British, they must have run to the shore to drink red wine!

Thinking of red wine, Claudio couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his chapped lips, it's really unfair, as officers, they can drink red wine at any time, but, as soldiers, they can only get one glass a day!

Now the bombers of the British flew away, and the rest of the time, it was spent on deck.

Sitting on the deck next to the gun emplacement, looking at the shore in the distance, from here before the war could be seen the girls swimming on the beach, and now, nothing.

It's boring!

After waiting for more than ten minutes, Claudio, who was sitting very boring, looked up at the sky casually, and suddenly found that in the direction where the British plane flew away, two planes flew again!

"Alarm, alarm, the British are here again!" He shouted loudly and quickly ran back to his gun position.

At this time, there are not many people left.

According to the old law, the British came once a day, and today the officers went ashore to drink, and many of the junior officers slipped away, and when Cladio sat on his gun emplacement, even his gun commander could not be found.

There was no one to command, this group of ordinary sailors, staring nervously at the sky, the planes of the British, getting closer and closer.

"Brothers, don't be stunned, let's get started!" Cladio aimed his anti-aircraft cannon at the sky, and maybe he would get a promotion because of this opportunity!

Fire!

He stepped on the blaster, the 20-mm anti-aircraft artillery shell, and flew into the sky again, and this time, those two bombers, they didn't even dodge!