Otto Skolzeni looked down at the hotel, known as the "Emperor's Square", and signaled that the pilot could land.

"Everyone, take your weapons, we're going to prepare for the worst, General Soledi, and I hope the defenders here see that you can put down your guns obediently, or else there will be a river of blood here."

General Soledi, who was sitting opposite Otto, was quite prestigious in the Italian army, and Otto brought him this time in the hope that he would have more insurance for this mission.

It is not known what the people who built it were in mind, but it is now Mussolini's prison.

"Hey~ I don't know what the kitchen will do for us tonight, yesterday's lasagna tasted good and was very chewy, I hope to have Neapolitan pizza tonight~ preferably sprinkled with mozzarella cheese and Parma ham~"

"It's really good, it would be more perfect if I could have some dessert after dinner~"

Two Italian soldiers reclined outside the hotel door, wondering what the chef would prepare for them tonight.

But as the two were talking, one of the soldiers' eyes widened, and then he pointed to the sky and said, "What is that?" Am I dazzled? How do I see the plane? ”

Another soldier followed his gaze and jumped to his feet in fright.

"Airplanes! Enemy planes! Enemy Attack ~~~! ”

The more than 200 defenders who were originally stationed here felt that they were the luckiest people.

In this hotel on the top of the mountain, both the living environment and the food are many times better than their previous barracks, and the location here is very safe on the mountain, so there is no need to worry about the Germans coming.

But now they are dumbfounded, why are there Nazi planes here? Have they been exposed?

"Buzz Buzz ~~~"

The glider landed on the lawn in front of the hotel amid the panicked shouts of the defenders, and Otto was the first to jump down, shooting as he rushed with a charging gun.

He knocked down two defenders who tried to shoot, made two gestures, and the fifty wolf-like special forces members behind him consciously divided into two teams and began to sneak around the hotel from different directions.

Although there were more than 250 defenders in the hotel, the Italian army was famous for its combat effectiveness, and the elite of the German army was even more stretched in comparison.

However, no matter how bad the combat effectiveness is, after all, there are more than 200 people, and if they are in a hurry, they will inevitably suffer casualties, and their mission this time is mainly to save people, not kill people.

"General Soledi, now it's your turn to make a difference."

Otto shoved General Soledi, who had a somewhat tangled expression, and the latter stood in the lobby of the hotel and began to shout around.

"Listen, everyone, I'm your General Soledi, don't run, just lay down your weapons and you won't be harmed, we're here just to take ...... Mussolini! ”

Hearing General Soledi's shout, many of the defenders who were hiding poked their heads out and looked down, and quickly recognized each other's identities at a glance.

"Is it really General Soledi? Why did he come too? ”

"Did he take refuge with the Germans? Shall we listen to him? ”

"Hell, we all have to die if we don't listen to him!"

"Or put down the handle, I really don't want to miss the pizza and ham tonight......"

"Don't believe him! When you lay down your arms, that is when you are slaughtered! You haven't heard of the cruelty of the Nazis! Raise your guns, the enemy is less than a third of you! ”

Just when the defenders were already showing signs of loosening, an abrupt voice suddenly resounded in the hotel lobby.

Just as everyone looked in the direction of the sound, a gunshot followed.

"Bang~!"

General Soledi looked at his chest in disbelief, blood pouring out of his body at a rapid pace, and a large patch of his clothes reddened.

"Hell! Who fired the shot?! ”

Otto was furious and dragged General Soledi, who was slowly falling to the ground, to retreat into the bunker, while the stimulated defenders subconsciously pulled the trigger and fought with the German special operators below.

Upstairs, Yuan Qing squatted on the ground with a rifle equipped with a quadruple mirror, glanced at Yuan Shan not far away, and the two slipped into a guest room.

Yes, the two brothers, Yuan Qing and Yuan Shan, were ordered to stay in the hotel where Mussolini was held a week in advance, and they waited until today.

"Mr. Zhou is really divine, how did he know that the Nazis would send people to rescue Mussolini?"

Even though Yuan Shan has known Zhou Yu for a long time, he still feels that this Mr. Zhou is unfathomable, and he can't catch up with him in his life.

Yuan Qing smiled and said, "Of course, when did Mr. Zhou miss it?" As long as we kill the general on the other side, it will be impossible for the soldiers here to surrender again, and we will let this group of Nazis have no return! ”

In the lobby of the hotel, Otto looked at General Soledi, who couldn't stop the blood gushing out, took a few quick breaths, and his feet were weak, and he completely saw God.

"! Who the hell is it? Did any of you see who fired the shot? ”

Otto was furious when he saw a great chance of bloodlessness being destroyed.

"Colonel, I see what appears to be someone shooting from the top floor."

"I saw it too, and it's black hair!"

"What? Brunette ...... Could it be his people? ”

Otto took a deep breath and remembered the strange night raid he encountered in Casablanca, which seemed to be a little similar to today, and it was all a trick to take advantage of the chaos and fish in troubled waters.

"Dragon Chamber of Commerce...... They must be the devil again! Kill me! Kill everyone! ”

Otto, who was ruthless in his heart, held a gun in each hand, like a god of war possessed, and like the hero in a gunfight movie, all the bullets seemed to avoid him and fly, allowing him to rush up the stairs smoothly and kill all the way to the top floor.

"Bang bang bang~!"

Otto leaped down the hallway to a nearby guest room, and in the process, his two guns alternated bullets, knocking the surrounding defenders off the fence and falling from the upper floors.

Although the Germans were the most powerful in individual combat in Europe, they were outnumbered in such a small area, and they began to suffer frequent casualties.

The Italian soldiers, who were originally frightened and just wanted to surrender and escape, saw that the Germans could also be killed, and it turned out that they were not as terrible as they imagined.

Suddenly, the defenders stopped running away and began to raise their guns to shoot intensively at the German special operators, and for a while they even suppressed each other.

"Yo~ Isn't this quite good~ Why did you always lose battles before? Hehe~ It seems that we don't need to go out to take down the enemy. ”

Yuan Shan observed the battle situation outside through the crack in the door, while Yuan Qing was holding a gun and two other chamber of commerce brothers, surrounded by a bald fat man.

Yes, this stout bald head is none other than the former Italian fascist dictator, founder of fascism, one of the culprits of the Second World War - Benito Amilcar Re Andrea Mussolini.