It didn't take long for Wheeler to keep Xu Jun waiting, because he was already on his way to the Führer's seat when he spoke just now. Werler was joined by the commander-in-chief of the army and two other field marshals, and the rest of the generals and colonels had been ordered to return to Berlin.

Xu Jun simply borrowed Feng. In the small building of the Heinzberg family, in the small living room of the doctor, the core of the Reich High Command held an impromptu meeting.

Dr. Heinzberg was flattered by this, and he did not hesitate to give up his mansion, and every move of the Reich Führer could be recorded in the history of the Reich, and perhaps his manor would become world-famous because of this meeting.

Madame Doridette prepared fragrant black tea and fennel pancakes that she had baked with her own hands for several great men whom she had only seen in the newspapers, and their delicious flavor was unanimously praised and welcomed by several marshals.

"Well, Weierle, I'm probably the last person here to know the news." Xu Jun lit a cigar and put the match in the ashtray.

"Now tell me if Mussolini really died."

"Do you just want to confirm that? My Führer, then my answer is yes, the agents of the Eye of Odin watched him stop breathing. "Wehrle sat respectfully, and after the Italian affair, it was evident that no one wanted to pursue the Führer's sneaking away without permission.

Italy has a lot of German interests involved, and now they have to get Xu Jun's nod before they can discuss the next step in their response.

"So.... Tell me what happened. Xu Jun moved his body back, tilted his head slightly, and made an affirmative gesture with his fingers.

"At noon today, Mussolini gave a speech in the square in front of the Quirinal Palace, as planned...", Werler pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and put on his monocle.

The weather in Rome was not very good that day, there was a heavy rain in the early morning, the whole sky was overcast, and at noon a fourth-level westerly wind began to blow, which made the people gathered in the square feel a little chilly.

However, the atmosphere was still very enthusiastic, and Mussolini's supporters waved the flags of their respective groups frantically, most of them were organized citizens, and some Italians spontaneously rushed from the countryside after receiving the news.

The young blackshirts walked up and down in the open space set aside for them, rehearsing the ancient Roman flag display of the National Fascist Party, a customary form of congratulating their revered leader and declaring their loyalty.

Mussolini was scheduled to drive from the Prime Minister's official residence to the venue, but due to some personal reasons, he arrived about 15 minutes later than scheduled. But it didn't hurt, the leader's supporters were still in high spirits, looking at the greatest Italian, and many people at the scene were excited and tearful.

The whole venue was boiling over, people rushed to shout slogans in honor of the leader, black fascist flags fluttered high in the square, and surrounded by a group of officers and politicians in ornate uniforms, the Prime Minister of the Kingdom of Italy strode onto the stage.

Mussolini stood on the stage with his back on his back, his famous chin held high, his eyes scanning the audience from left to right. The Italian leader clenched his fists and raised his arms in the air, and the clamor of cheers died down, and the square fell silent after a few seconds.

Mussolini was filled with pride when he saw what he saw, he still held the hearts and minds of the people of Italy, and only he Mussolini could rule.

It is not a shame to bow to the German Führer for the time being, Caesar also bowed to Pompeii, Mussolini has adjusted his mentality during this time, as long as he sits in this position, he still has a chance to make a comeback.

This rally was a demonstration of the power of the Prime Minister of the Kingdom to assert his dominion over the country to the citizens of all Italy. He wants to show those who try to oppose him what will happen to those who betray him, oppose him, and plot to overthrow him.

The leader began with the same cliché, trumpeting the history of his struggle, the political philosophy of the National Fascist Party, and the happiness of the people, and the great success of Italy under his leadership.

Every pause in the speech was bound to be met with thunderous applause, which was of course pre-arranged, but the Italians did get a little caught up in it. The Italians were so fond of boisterousness that they were not very interested in Mussolini's order, and they supported the leader only because they liked the way he spoke, and much of what he said spoke to them and made them feel resonant.

Again, there is no one who does not want their country to become strong, especially in war-torn Europe, a strong country not only means the security of the family, it also means many things, it means the development of overseas colonies, it means that you can ignore the opposition of other countries, grab the benefits you need, it means that the people can live a comfortable life, and the next generation does not have to be exhausted to eat a full meal.

Mussolini promised that he would make Italy strong, and he did fulfill part of his vow, he saved the Italian economy, eliminated the effects of the economic crisis, built a large army, showed the people the power of unity, and also gave the Italians a dream to rebuild the Roman Empire.

The Mediterranean Sea is our sea, what an exciting slogan, the Italians will revive the glory of their ancestors under Mussolini, to hell with those messy empires, and no one will be able to dictate to the great Italy anymore.

Mussolini became an icon of the Italians, a symbol of state power, and his series of nationalist policies also resonated with most Italians.

Italians are inherently romantic, adoring powerful leaders, obsessed with charisma and rhetorical rhetoric. At the same time, the Italians were also realistic, and Mussolini and his fascist party brought broth, tripe and delicious ketchup back to their tables, freeing them from the economic crisis and bringing laughter back to the faces of schoolchildren on the streets.

Mussolini's speech was once again a success, and the people were convinced of everything he said, believing that everything was the result of a conspiracy of a group of traitors, and that the hero who crushed this conspiracy and once again saved Italy from the crisis was the great leader Mussolini, who stood on the podium.

All thanks to his bravery and perseverance, he personally commanded the warriors who supported him, and waged a desperate struggle against those traitors who betrayed the country, so that the plot of those traitors did not succeed easily.

As for the war between Italy and Germany, it was a trap of the conspirators, who instructed the ignorant Italian soldiers to attack the Yugoslav barracks, when in fact they knew that the German observation group was stationed there with the aim of causing the German officers to die at the hands of the Italian soldiers.

These people, who thought they could play Italy and Germany into applause, were the same people who deliberately provoked the war between Germany and Italy, and they wanted to take advantage of the lack of Roman forces to launch a coup d'état aimed at overthrowing Prime Minister Mussolini.

Fortunately, at the critical moment, the German Führer learned the truth of the whole matter, this great leader, with an incomparably noble soul, was jealous and hated all dirty plots. Ignoring the fact that Germany was fighting Italy, he resolutely ordered the Wehrmacht to side with the righteous Mussolini.

So on the day of the coup, the German army forced a landing on Anzio Beach at the request of the Italian high command, and rushed into the city of Rome with lightning speed, and cooperated with Mussolini to defeat the traitors and save the country from the conspirators under the command of the Italian prime minister.

In this case, there was a great Italian soldier who played the most crucial role, and it was because of his disdainful efforts that the rebellion plot was completely bankrupt.

This great Italian soldier was the Chief of the General Staff of the Roman Command of the Kingdom of Italy, Marshal Badogrio.

PS: The matter was done early, hurry up the code word, and send it up early, so that everyone has been waiting for a long time, thank you for your understanding. (To be continued.) )