The German movement in Italy met with little decent resistance, and by the time a few German reconnaissance teams entered the city of Rome, the Italian army, which had pledged allegiance to Mussolini, largely fell apart. Most of the Italian forces chose to sit on the sidelines, ignoring the fact that Mussolini's few descendants were annihilated by the Germans, in order to ensure that their homeland would not be consumed by the war.

"Where is the 1st Army of the Roman City Defense Group, can you let this force counterattack north and buy us some time?" Mussolini asked the generals who were guarding him, standing directly in front of the map of the Roman city defenses. His staff had all fled, and only a few colonel-level diehards were still around him at this time.

"Leader, the troops of the 1st Army have been surrounded by the German vanguard in Monterotondo, and they are trying to break through, but they are ...... The enemy's firepower was simply too strong. An army colonel reported with dismay, that the most loyal Mussolini troops had been surrounded by the Germans at the front.

Of course, now the city defenses of Rome are full of holes, and even some neighborhoods have been occupied by pro-German forces, and Mussolini's personal guards cannot enter at all. German armored vehicles outside the city have begun to frequent the scene, and some German special forces have already mixed into the city.

In such a chaotic situation, coupled with the fact that Rome's defenses had not yet been established, all this doomed the city of Rome to the impossibility of a protracted urban street battle.

"Mr. Leader, you better retreat south with your loyal men...... Although Garibaldi's bastard in the south controls a large number of cities and transportation hubs, after all, he does not have enough time to prepare, and he will still leave us some opportunities......" An air force major looked anxiously at Mussolini, who was a diehard of the leader and had been advising Mussolini.

His 20 planes stationed near Rome, as well as the pilots of his cronies, were all reimbursed by the German fighter unit in a matter of hours, and he didn't even have time to breathe a sigh of relief. Just two days ago, he was in his headquarters, planning a bombing campaign against Romanian oil fields.

Another of Mussolini's henchmen, the colonel officer of the navy, also nodded and said: "Mr. Leader, you must know that our navy is still loyal to your command, as long as we flee to the corresponding port, we can organize soldiers again and delay the advance of the German army......

"Yes, after arriving at those southern ports, at least we can get tens of thousands of American troops to replenish us, and at that time, it will not be easy for the Germans to eat us in a short time...... As long as we keep going...... "The colonel, who was the first to speak, continued.

Everyone knew that Rome would not be able to hold out, at least the city was not ready for war at all. Once the Germans were in the city, it would be captured by the Germans within a few days. Moreover, Mussolini had no intention of using Rome as a battlefield at all, after all, the responsibility of waging war to destroy his own country's capital, even if he won the war in the end, was enough to be a stain on him as the leader of Italy.

Of course, being a stain is secondary...... The point is that there aren't many real troops to use...... The Roman city defense force is about 150,000 people, and if it is mobilized immediately, it may reach 200,000, but this army lacks heavy weapons and has no fighting spirit at all, how can it stop the attack of the elite German army?

And even with these 150,000 people, Mussolini knew by heart, at least 100,000 of them were still in the state where the Germans would lay down their arms and surrender as soon as they came. Of the remaining 50,000 men, it is estimated that 20,000 will simply defect and give up their defenses and let the Germans enter Rome.

"Report!report!" a soldier rushed into the office, panting nervously, then pointing to the sky, finally adjusting his breath and saying what he wanted to say: "Outside...... Outside the heavenly ...... In heaven, so much, so much...... A lot of German planes!"

Mussolini was stunned, then leaned into his window, and sure enough, he saw more than a dozen German planes dropping leaflets and other paper objects all over the city of Rome. He didn't have to look at it to guess that it was supposed to persuade the Roman civilians not to resist.

"Damn! What about the air defense siren? These air defense units are ****? Fire! Why don't you fire?" The air force major shouted loudly in anger, then grabbed the phone next to him and shouted loudly into the microphone: "This is the Roman city defense headquarters, pick me up the air defense headquarters! Hurry up!"

Then the whole room was eerily silent for a few seconds, and then continued to be silent for a few seconds, and when Mussolini turned his head strangely and looked at his henchman, the Air Force Major, the other party happened to slam the telephone receiver on the table in anger: "Bastard! I don't even answer the phone here!"

As the so-called general trend has gone, it is nothing more than this situation. At present, Mussolini is really defeated, and the betrayal of his relatives has not even been able to take concrete measures to deal with such a situation. They can only fantasize about what is happening outside here, because a lot of news can no longer be delivered to them in time.

"Mr. Leader, I still suggest the same, you should retreat south with your loyal men! As long as we reach the southern port, then we have a chance to fight one last time, and if we stay here now, it will really be all over!"

The colonel's officer, who had been a scheming officer, had now turned into an echo worm, and quickly nodded and said, "Mr. Leader, you must know that our navy is still loyal to your command, as long as we flee to the corresponding port, we can join the fleet...... At a minimum, we can create a temporary command on a battleship. ”

Over and over again, everyone now knows that their Italian troops are completely out of hope, and now the only ones who can really save the defeat are the American troops that are expected to land in southern Italy and start fighting against Germany.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells. "The nice phone rang, and it happened to be the contact number of the navy. The admiral was overjoyed, and hurried over to grab the phone. Now they need good news so badly, and the Navy's actions are the only news they have to look forward to.

"I'm ...... What? You make it clear...... What does it mean that the Navy issued a notice? They didn't shell the Gibraltar Fortress? What about the Americans? What do you mean you didn't see the Americans?" The happy expression on his face when he answered the phone was still on his face, but what he said was already the content of despair. The colonel stumbled and nearly dropped the phone to the ground.

"Needless to say, I guess it's because the U.S. fleet didn't show up in Gibraltar?" Mussolini asked with a wry smile. He had already guessed that the Americans would change their plans in such a situation, and if it were him, he would also choose to abandon Italy at such a time - if you don't fight yourself, don't blame others for not saving them.

"The fleet, the fleet has also defected......" The colonel of the navy, as if his soul had been drained of his soul, found a chair regardless of his image, sat on it, and howled with a crying and laughing voice: "The fleet has not carried out its mission? The fleet has returned? Why haven't they even sent a telegram? Why? Why?"

The question he didn't understand was actually very easy to explain -- the main reason why the Italian navy leaned on Mussolini's big tree was to preserve its strength and passively avoid war. Now it would be strange for them to attack the fortress of Gibraltar, which is impossible to take advantage of, to cover the passage of the Allied fleet through the strait in a near-suicidal way, and these Italian battleships will carry out the order.

"I'm not leaving! I'm not going anywhere. Just wait here! I'll see what the Germans can do to me!" Mussolini laughed, so helpless, so desolate. It's not that he has the courage to possess his body at this time, and the main reason why he is so bare is actually because he knows that he is really in danger this time.

In Rome, he still had a little bit of influence, and once he left the city, it is estimated that he would not have time to run to the southern part of Italy, and he would have to be tied up and sent to the Germans to receive a reward. Thinking of this, he felt that he should stay in Rome, or at least he should be responsible for what he had done.

"Let the soldiers loyal to us, block the neighborhoods around here, deploy defensive lines, and prepare to resist the German attack!" Mussolini glanced at the army colonel beside him and gave the battle order to hold his position: "Including my personal guard, stick to all the corridors of the room that can be held, and do not let anyone approach this room." ”

"Leader, if we escape from here and hide in a small town or village...... the major of the Air Force looked at the admiral who was still sitting in a chair next to him, smirking, and offered his advice to Mussolini. He's still young, and he doesn't want to die in a place like this.

Unfortunately, Mussolini rejected his suggestion: "I'm sorry, I don't want to hide anymore, I'm going to talk to Accardo face to face, and I want to ask the great head of the Germans face to face, does he want to kill everyone who disagrees with him?"

I'm late to come back today, so the update is a little late, sorry

But after coming back, I saw a surprise that made Long Ling happy until now

So far, the first leader of the alliance has been born, Benson Chu, thank you for your support of the Third Reich, and thank you for your love for the Dragon Spirit Knight. Thank you also to those readers and friends who continue to support Dragon Spirit......

In order to express the gratitude of the Dragon Spirit Knight, the Dragon Spirit promised everyone that it would definitely break out once this month, for Benson Chu, the leader of the Imperial Alliance