Chapter 17 Explain to me what respect is
Sicily is located in the south of Italy, separated by the Strait of Messina to the northeast and the Apennine Peninsula, and occupies an important position in the Mediterranean commercial trade routes.
So, when Luke came ashore from Palermo, he thought he would be subjected to a rather strict cross-examination.
To his surprise, Luke, who is currently a smuggler Victor Corleone, used only twenty boxes of cigarettes and some ham and bread to bribe the magistrate of the place and pass easily.
It can be seen that it is not without reason to speculate that later generations said that the entire Italian army during World War II, from top to bottom, was corrupt.
After going ashore, Luke saw several tall men wearing peaked caps and tattooed arms on the docks, looking at his group covertly.
He walked over with a kind face, and said in fluent Italian, "Do you know where the Bells Tavern is?" β
The benefits brought by the Superman template are not only the upgrade of strength, but also the strengthening of the body.
When it comes to learning talent and thinking ability, Luke has improved significantly.
If you think about Superman on the set next door, if you really think with your brain, maybe you are not inferior to Batman, who is known as the "Justice League brain".
But maybe it's because of Batman's presence that Superman will be too lazy to use his brain.
Luke smiled, shook off the boring thoughts, and began to talk to the tall men.
Before leaving, he had only made a brief surprise attack on Italian, and now he was able to speak a local dialect with a hint of a Sicilian dialect.
This is one of the reasons why the Roaring Commandos were able to pass through the patrol warships many times along the way.
Later, many of the team members were convinced of this identity of Victor Corleone.
Even when Luke told Dham-Dugan that he had grown up in Brooklyn, the latter remained skeptical, believing that the young captain was most likely from Sicily.
"Mr. Corleone?"
The man in the lead frowned and asked.
"You can call me Victor."
Luke said lightly.
Hearing the other party's acknowledgment of identity, these men who were dressed similarly quickly changed their attitudes and became respectful.
"Mr. Corleone, Boss Xhosa is waiting for you at the Bronze Bell Tavern! The car is in front! β
Immediately, he beckoned, and three black cars drove up outside the dock.
The man pulled open the car door and waited for Luke to sit inside.
The "Xhosa boss" in their mouths is the informant of the development of the Strategic Science Corps.
Luke gave the Roaring Commandos a look, motioning for them not to let their guard down, and got into the car.
Soon, the convoy kicked up a cloud of dust and headed towards the Bronze Bell Tavern.
Xhosa Alessandro, the only remaining mafia boss in Sicily.
The mafia, which was famous in later generations and even became famous in the world, was not too good at this time.
In 1925, after Mussolini gained absolute control of Italy, he delivered a powerful national address on the mafia.
Through the loudspeaker, he swore to all Italians that he would purify the air of society and severely crack down on evil and evil!
It is necessary to completely eradicate the cancer of the mafia from Italy!
No one expected that Mussolini would really do what he said and start a harsh sweep of the mafia.
On the one hand, he commanded the Fascist (xi) Sri Lankan military police to arrest nearly 1,000 mafia elements, and on the other hand, he directly terminated the other party's lair.
And after being arrested, he didn't even need the basic trial process, and directly launched a comprehensive bloodbath.
In Sicily's Fountain Square, people are executed every day, blood seeping into every tile and dirt.
As a result, the mafia died and fled, either arrested and imprisoned, or fled overseas.
Today, Sicily is a "pure land" without black forces.
People no longer fear gangster harassment, but endure the dictator's reign of terror.
However, it is worth mentioning that the mafia, which was weakened in Italy, has risen again from the United States and regained its vitality.
For later Hollywood gangster films, a large number of inexhaustible character materials have been created.
This is very clear to Luke, who has been in contact with the Irish gangsters and has also dealt with the Italian mafia.
Seeing the harsh living conditions in Sicily and the grudge against Mussolini, many mafia families simply sneaked into the thighs of the allies.
This was the case with Xhosa Alessandro, who was developed into an informant in the Strategic Scientific Corps.
Thirty minutes later, the car stopped at the door of the Bronze Bell Tavern.
Several burly men with tattoos stood guard at the door, and Luke, who got out of the car, was stopped.
"Mr. Alessandro, are you going to let me in alone? It doesn't seem to be very sincere. β
Luke sneered.
The man at the head looked a little ugly, he was silent for a moment, and said: "The situation in Sicily is tense, Mr. Corleone, please understand. In this way, you can bring an entourage, the Xhosa boss is very cautious, and this is also for his safety. β
"Since your attitude is so sincere, then I have nothing more to say."
Luke took off his black tweed coat and handed it to Manuel behind him, signaling that he was not armed.
Then, reach out and beckon Dugan to follow.
"Stay where you are, wait for me to come out."
Luke commanded.
Manuel nodded, carrying his clothes in one hand and a suitcase in the otherβa submachine gun was hidden inside.
He was sure that if these mafia people dared to play yin, he and his team members would be able to turn the Bronze Bell Tavern upside down!
Luke paced into the tavern, where the mafia would meet.
The thick round tables were full of "family members".
Most of them were young, strong thugs who were part of the "legion" and were responsible for using violence to grab or defend territory.
was closely watched by more than 30 strong men, and it was also the rumored murderous mafia, and ordinary people were afraid that their legs would have been weak and they couldn't walk.
But Luke's face was calm, his pace was steady, and his aura was not false at all.
"Welcome, Mr. Corleone!"
The bearded man in the middle of the stars stood up to greet him.
He is Xhosa Alessandro, a leader of the Mafia Kemora family, who is not a big man.
Later, the mafia was purged, and various families suffered heavy losses, and even party leaders were executed in public.
Such iron-blooded methods and ruthless behavior have caused a great shock to the gangsters.
The special background and special timing have allowed Xhosa to have a bright future.
Taking advantage of the fact that the wind was not tight, he used the name of the Kemorra family, gathered a group of people around him, and recruited many good players.
"I guess since Xhosa wants to see me, she knows what to do, right?"
Luke leaned back in his chair relaxedly, his tone flat.
Xhosa was not only an informant for the Strategic Science Corps, but also an informant for the later Allied landings in Sicily.
In its original history, American intelligence assigned a homegrown mafia leader, Salvatore Luciano, nicknamed "The Lucky One."
The other party is one of the bigwigs of the New York underworld, and he has quite a status.
On the Italian side, it was supposed to be Don Carlo, but now it has changed a little.
The mafia in Sicily did play a significant role in the landing war.
They provided all kinds of support to the Allied forces, delivered messages, distributed leaflets to persuade them to surrender, and so on.
So, after the war, Don Carlo became mayor of Viralba, while Salvatore Luciano was spared from prison and his popularity grew.
If Xhosa Alessandro, who was sitting across from him, was interesting enough, Luke wouldn't mind giving him the opportunity.
"Understood! Got it! I am ready and ready to wait for instructions from the Allies. β
Alessandro smiled flatteringly.
"Twenty well-trained gunners, I've found them! It's just that so many people are lurking into the city of Rome, and the pass is a bit difficult to get - the time is too tight! β
Seeing Alessandro's embarrassed expression, Luke said expressionlessly: "That's the problem you have to solve!" Xhosa, if you can't do it, then I'll go find someone else. I heard about Don Carlo, who was thrown into prison by Mussolini, and he was glad to do so. β
"What a Don Carlo thing! Sicily is the domain of the boss of Xhosa, even the governor of Palermo......"
Before Alessandro could reply, the young man standing behind him stepped forward, as if he was not accustomed to Luke's contempt for his boss.
Luke narrowed his eyes and glanced up, the other party's appearance was somewhat similar to Alessandro, probably a member of the blood family.
"What a good assist."
Luke is worried that there is no excuse to knock this mafia leader and test his determination to cooperate with the Allies.
"Elio! Shut up! β
When Alessandro heard his nephew say this, he quickly slapped him.
The young man in front of him is not something he can afford to offend.
Mussolini had already taught the mafia a lesson, no matter how powerful the gangs were, there was no room for resistance in the face of the state apparatus.
This young man, who called himself "Victor Corleone", represented the American military and even more so the Allies.
Once you anger the other person, you will never end much better than annoying Mussolini.
Boom!
However, when Alessandro's slap touched his nephew's face, a bang echoed in the Brass Bell Tavern.
No one could see exactly when Luke got up and how he pressed the young man named Elio to the table.
The skull seemed to be split, and blood flowed down from the forehead and fell to the ground with a "ticking" sound.
"Woo...... Boss Xhosa! Uncle! β
Elio felt like a watermelon about to burst in his head, and the next moment it would explode completely.
He didn't know where the strength of that terrible young man came from, and his palms were pressed tightly on the back of his head like iron tongs.
The intense pain, the fear of death, made Elio's will collapse in an instant!
Tears flowed out along with the blood, covering the whole face.
"Xhosa, tell me, what will the mafia do to people who don't respect their friends enough?"
Luke slowly sat back in his seat, ignoring the tension and completely treating the ill-faced thugs behind him as air.