Donatro's eyes slowly brightened, he didn't know how long he had been asleep, in short, when he slowly opened his eyes, he only saw a tall German officer in front of him, the sun was a little dazzling, he couldn't see the rank clearly, but the other party's face looked so familiar.

A few people next to him helped Donatro up, and after Donatro sat up, the tall officer said, "What's your name, corporal?" ”

"Donatello, part of the Italian 27th Division, took part in the death squads." Donatro said.

At this time, there were more and more people around him, and his brain became clearer and clearer, and finally, when he saw the Italian officer behind the German officer, he suddenly became completely conscious.

The one in the back, isn't it Italy's supreme commander in North Africa, Marshal Graziani?

So, this German officer in front of him, is it Rommel?

Thinking of this, he is a spirit.

"Corporal, how was the result of yesterday's battle?" The German officer kindly asked.

"Yesterday I used a submachine gun to kill more than a dozen enemies, and I can't count the specifics, because I really didn't remember it in the end, well, I ran out of bullets later, and in the end, I was bitten to death."

The blood on Donatro's mouth had dried up, but the posture just now, the death of the Indian soldier next to him, must not be able to pretend.

Donatro said it very plainly, as if he usually eats a plate of spaghetti, but the people around him felt a kind of shock.

If the bullet is gone, use your teeth and bite the other party to death, such a soldier is absolutely invincible! This is definitely the glory of the Italian soldiers!

"Corporal Donatro, now I'll promote you to major." Graziani said: "You are a glorious soldier of our Italians, and I would like you to make a careful report of your experience tonight, which I will present to the leader of Mussolini." ”

Graziani, of course, knew that this soldier would be set as an example for the whole army, for all Italian soldiers to learn, and in this way, the Italian army would also become a steel army like the German army!

Directly promoted several levels in a row, and suddenly became a major, which is definitely not seen in the Italian army for many years, this is also an incentive, as long as you are brave enough on the battlefield, you can get an exceptional promotion!

"Yes!" Donatro stood up and saluted Marshal Graziani.

"Young man, your bravery last night was enough to reward you with an Iron Cross of the Second Degree, and I promise to reward you now, on behalf of the Afrika Korps Command." Rommel also said on the side.

Iron Cross! For German soldiers, this is a very high honor, and the Italian soldiers, even more, have never received it, and now, Rommel said that he would reward him, which made him extremely excited, this is the highest honor!

"Thank you, Commander." Donatro said, saluting Rommel again.

Rommel returned the salute, and at this time, the Italian soldiers who came around were already crowded.

Rommel's boots stepped on top of a bunker, he looked at the Italian soldiers below, and said loudly: "Everyone may know that in the old days, you actually had a nickname, called the Noodle Army!" ”

The Noodle Army, not only Britain, France is calling, even Germany, privately complaining so much about its allies, and it is even more ironic that Rommel is saying it now.

"Saying that you are like noodles, when you fight, it is a lot of noise, but last night's battle has proved that you are not a noodle army, but a steel army!"

Rommel's words made the eyes of all Italian soldiers burn with fighting spirit.

"In the face of the enemy, even if it is stronger than our own, as long as we have the will to fight, we can defeat them, just like this Corporal Donatello, he has no bullets, and still uses his teeth to bite the enemy's throat! If we had thousands of Donatro, I can say that we, the Italian Legion, could fight all over Europe, and even the whole world, like our German soldiers! ”

"Our military flag is dyed with our blood, our military soul will never be extinguished, we are an army of steel! Today we have conquered the Mitria mountains, tomorrow we will be able to rush to Alexandria, and the day after tomorrow we will occupy the Suez Canal! ”

"Our journey, that is, the whole of North Africa and the Middle East, our German army, and the Italian army, will fight side by side, and I believe that every Italian soldier will be like Donatello, writing loyalty to the country with blood and life! Long live the Great Axis Alliance! ”

"Hooray!" The whole position erupted into a high-pitched shout, and this voice drifted across the Mitrian mountains, across Alexandria, throughout the Middle East, and throughout the world.

After last night's battle, Rommel's most powerful North African and Middle Eastern legion finally let out a lion-like roar, this most terrible legion will conquer the Middle East and conquer the world!

For the German and Italian armies, it was a moment of victory, and for the British troops opposite, this result was difficult for them to accept.

"Our Indian division, really defeated by the Italian army?" Facing the rising sun and looking at the sand table, Montgomery could not accept this fact anyway.

His own army was actually defeated by the Italian army, and the Italian army still took the initiative to attack!

I was too negligent last night, but if I gave myself a chance to choose again, I would still do it, in the north, there are strong armored forces of the Germans, and I must focus on the north, and the southern defense line, there is no problem in holding it.

Who knows, the Noodle Army suddenly turned into an army of steel, brutally defeating the Indian division and taking the Mitrian Mountains in the south.

In this way, there will be a gap in one's own front, and the German and Italian troops will continue to pour out from the south and rush to the rear of their own armies that are still fighting on the front line, and under their encirclement, their own armies are in danger of being completely annihilated.

I'm afraid I'm going to lose this battle!

"We cannot retreat now, and if we retreat, the German army will catch up, and our troops may be routed in the retreat." With the experience of previous retreats from France, Montgomery was quite clear.

His army, most of which were infantry divisions, could not outrun the German tanks at all, and once they lost the fortifications of El Alamein, the retreat could easily turn into a rout, and the Germans could even chase down the front of their own retreating troops and calmly set up an encirclement.

"We must hold on, with our blood and lives, hold our positions until reinforcements arrive." Montgomery continued.

No matter how much sacrifice you make, you must hold on and wait until a large number of weapons and equipment from the United States are continuously transported, and when you have enough strength to confront the German armored forces head-on, then you can turn to a counteroffensive.

I hope I can hold on until that moment!