After Christmas, the enemy has appeared in Udine.

It was two divisions of the Italians, but they were commanded by a French general, General Bivorge, and it seemed that the British and French had completely lost faith in the Italian officers.

The first echelon was responsible for the defense, and the troops under the command of Moder were 200 elite soldiers of the Skeleton Commando, accompanied by two companies of the 62nd Infantry Regiment.

The first battle of the Iron Wall Morder under the command of the Skeleton Commando.

The officers of the Skeleton Commando were still a little surprised by this choice, why would they choose Moder instead of Rommel or Manstein?

Wang Weiyi didn't explain much about them. Even, in order to show his trust in Moder, he specially ordered that everything that happened at the front could be decided by Moder alone and without having to report to himself.

Moder was grateful for the trust that Colonel Ernst had placed in him, and he also made a decision:

Let's have a good time here!

Bivoge was a more cautious general, and he sent a reconnaissance team to conduct a careful reconnaissance, and after confirming that the opponent's troops were insufficient, he gave the order to attack.

General Bivoge would never believe that no matter how bad the combat effectiveness of the Italians was, the strength of the two divisions could not eat the hundreds of men of the other side!

However, the Italians did a good job of teaching General Bivoge a "lesson"

The Italians cautiously approached the enemy position, but as soon as they were within range, the German mortars opened fire first.

The shells fell and exploded in Italy, and the Italian soldiers were instantly knocked down in a large area, and the Italian soldiers reacted first. It's to turn around and run backwards.

The officers ran first, the soldiers ran later, and the whole scene was chaotic and the German shells were in chaos. But it's chasing after them all the time

The first attack was very short-lived, and the Italians had already retreated before General Vorge's cup of English black tea had even had time to be brewed

They lost about forty more soldiers

General Bivoge couldn't laugh or cry, what is this! Now, he finally knew how incompetent the Italians had behaved on the battlefield.

General Bivogue did not want to listen to the explanations of those Italian officers at all, and instead of allowing them to rest, he ordered the Italians to return to the offensive at once in a tough tone!

The Italians who were being persecuted. Helplessly, he held his rifle and launched a second charge at the enemy's position in fear

This time there was no mortar bombardment, which emboldened the Italians a little. They had more ways to go than before, but soon they learned that the Germans didn't need mortars for them

Machine guns, instantly burst out with powerful firepower!

Maxim and Madsen spitted cross, and the Italian soldiers in the front row looked like a group of unprotected civilians. In an instant, they were pierced through their hearts by sharp arrows

A row of corpses lay across the ground. The wounded soldiers let out a cry of despair and grief, and the remaining Italian soldiers instinctively wanted to escape, but General Bivorge had replaced the Italian officers with the French, and now they had no choice but to advance

However, the machine guns were still roaring in terror

Patches and rows, and the deaths and injuries have reached a terrible level!

Zeus, the king of the gods of ancient Greece, also seemed to be on the side of the Germans, watching from the clouds what the humble humans on the ground were doing, and then raised the huge lightning in his hand. Throwing it at the Italians without mercy.

This is the power of God!

Lightning fell on the Italians' heads and bodies, and they were greeted with even greater casualties

It's not just Zeus. Even Ares, the god of war, stood behind the Germans, wielding his bow and arrows, and with the Germans' machine guns, he threw one sharp arrow after another at the Italians.

Death, death, death

There were corpses everywhere in front of the position, and the blood stained the land a terrible red. On the ground, Hades looked up at his brother gratefully, thanking him for sending so many souls to his underworld.

The more resentful spirits there are in the underworld, the more opportunities he has to counterattack Zeus.

Isn't that so?

Heavy casualties, so that the Italians can no longer bear it, their spirit is crumbling, their endurance has reached the limit

Finally, when hundreds of soldiers died, the Italians showed their "hideous" colors for a rare time, except that their target was not the Germans, but:

French!

The French officers kept yelling at them not to retreat, but they couldn't control it at all.

A French lieutenant was kicking a soldier with his boot who was trying to escape, but he was hit hard in the back of the head, and he fainted and fell to the ground, and then countless pairs of feet stepped over him.

This French second lieutenant was trampled to death

What a terrible thing this is!

One by one, the French officers were knocked to the ground, and the Italian soldiers ran wildly. They didn't want to flee to the back and continue to face General Büvorge and continue their next act of death.

They ran in all directions of the battlefield, threw away the weapons in their hands, took off their military uniforms, and fought like soldiers, they would never want to do such a thing

General Bivoge was stunned to see what was happening right in front of him. What made him unimaginable was that the soldiers of the two divisions had no way to deal with the hundreds of people on the opposite side!

It was the most terrifying thing he had faced since he entered the army, and his military career was overshadowed by this battle

More than 500 Italians died, more than 900 were wounded, and more than 3,000 fled, no matter how you think about it, you can't think of how such a rout happened.

Now, what else can he do? Even if he wanted to attack again, reason told him it wasn't possible. The Italians simply did not want to fight, none of them wanted to fight anymore.

No matter how good a general is, he can't command a group of soldiers who have long been demoralized to achieve victory

"Go and tell General Venloto that I need reinforcements, a lot of reinforcements, I don't need these Italians," General Bivoge said helplessly

At this time, a triumphant smile appeared on Moder's face.

It was the first battle he commanded alone, and he felt a great honor in the first battle, despite the weak Italians opposite.

Confidence is achieved in this little victory

The casualties on their own side were negligible and almost negligible. What is even more gratifying is that the two companies of the 62nd Infantry Regiment that fought with them also showed extremely high tactical literacy.

The German army was not the only skeleton commandos who could fight

"Today the enemy will not attack." Moder lowered his binoculars and told Second Lieutenant Wymus of the 62nd Infantry Regiment beside him: "I don't think the enemy expects to take our positions with the Italians." ”

"Congratulations, Second Lieutenant Modell." Second Lieutenant Wymus said seriously: "To be honest, I wasn't too convinced of you at first. Studra was a major and I was a second lieutenant, but now a colonel commanded a colonel, and a second lieutenant commanded a second lieutenant, which is rare in the German army, but now I can tell you responsibly that the 62nd Infantry Regiment is happy to accept your command. ”

Ensign Moder smiled slightly: "Thank you, Second Lieutenant Wymus. ”

This is a very good sign, and when the battle breaks out, it will take the sincere cooperation of all officers and soldiers, so that they can continue to win victory after victory.

And now they apparently did.

"Second Lieutenant Modell, Colonel Ernst's call."

Ensign Modell came to the phone and took it: "Hello, Colonel. ”

"Ensign Modell, I saw all the battles, you did a great job, congratulations." Colonel Ernst's voice rang on the other end of the phone: "The Italians have been frightened, and they will not attack again today." But this is only a prelude to a fierce battle, and I have received information that a division of British troops will arrive in Udine tomorrow, and that will be the real test for you. ”

"Yes, Colonel, I'm ready. I don't care if it's Italian or British, for me all are enemies. Ensign Modell's reply was very calm.

"Okay, I admire your bravery, do you need anything?"

"I need to replenish another batch of shells and bullets, and in the meantime, I am prepared to have Second Lieutenant Wymus command a company as a reserve colonel, I am grateful to you, you did not send me a lieutenant"

"Ha, their lieutenant happens to be sick and the shells and bullets you want will be sent to Ensign Moder soon, you don't have enough troops, are you really going to transfer another company to serve as a reserve?"

"Yes, I have to, Colonel. Battles cannot be fought without reserves. ”

"Good guys, you can do whatever you want, good luck."

"Thank you."

Ensign Moder hung up the phone and called Ensign Waimoth over: "Ensign Whitemoth, now give a mission, you personally select a company to act as a reserve." ”

"Are you really going to do that? Ensign Modell? Second Lieutenant Wymus was a little confused.

"Yes, I've decided to do it." (To be continued.) )