Chapter 848： Army of Steel

Donatello’s eyes slowly brightened, and 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, but the face of the opponent looked so familiar.

Several people nearby helped Donatello up. After Donatello sat up, the tall officer said, "What is your name, Corporal?"

"Donatello, who belongs to the 27th Division of Italy, participated in the death squad." Donatello said.

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

Isn't the one behind, Marshal Graziani, Italy's highest commander in North Africa?

So, is the German officer in front of him Rommel?

Thinking of this, he is just a spirit.

"Corporal, how was the result yesterday?" the German officer asked kindly.

"Yesterday, I killed more than a dozen enemies with a submachine gun. I can't count the details, because I didn't remember it at the end. Well, there were no bullets. The last one was killed by me."

The blood on Donatello's mouth has dried up, but in the posture just now, the death of the Indian soldier next to him is definitely impossible to pretend.

Donatello spoke very plainly, as if he was eating a plate of spaghetti, but everyone around him felt a shock.

When the bullet is gone, just use his teeth to kill the opponent. Such a soldier is absolutely invincible! This is definitely the glory of the Italian soldiers!

"Corporal Donatello, now I am promoting you to major." Graziani said: "You are the glory of our Italian soldiers. I hope you will carefully report your experience tonight, and I will report it to Look at the leader of Mussolini."

Graziani certainly knows that this soldier will be set as an example for the entire army and let all Italian soldiers learn from it. In this way, the Italian army will become the same steel army as the German army!

I have been promoted several levels directly and become a major at once. This 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 extraordinary promotion!

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

"Young man, your bravery last night was enough to reward you with a second-level Iron Cross. I now, on behalf of the African Legion Command, promise to reward you." Rommel also said on the side.

Iron Cross! For German soldiers, this is a very high honor, and Italian soldiers have never received it. Now, Rommel said to reward him, it makes him extremely excited. This is the highest honor!

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

Rommel returned the courtesy. At this time, the Italian soldiers coming around were already crowded.

Rommel’s boots stepped on a bunker, he looked at the Italian soldiers below, and said loudly: "Everyone may know that in the past, you actually had a nickname called the noodle army!"

The noodle army, not only Britain, but France is calling, and even Germany complains about its friendly forces in private. Rommel is even more ironic when he says it.

"It is said that you are like noodles. When you fight a war, you will be smashed. However, the battle last night has proved with facts that you are not a noodle army, but a steel army!"

Rommel's words ignited a fighting spirit in the eyes of all Italian soldiers.

"In the face of the enemy, even if it is stronger than our own enemy, as long as we have the will to fight, we can defeat them, just like this Corporal Donatello. Without a bullet, he still uses his teeth to bite the enemy's throat. ! If we have tens of thousands of Donatellos, I can say that our Italian Legion, like our German soldiers, can fight all over Europe and even the whole world!"

"Our flag is dyed with our blood. Our soul will never be destroyed. We are an army of steel! Today, we conquered the Mitria Mountains. Tomorrow, we can rush to Alexandria. , The day after tomorrow, we will occupy the Suez Canal!"

"Our journey is the entire North Africa and the Middle East. Our German army and the Italian army will fight side by side. I believe that every Italian soldier, like Donatello, will write his loyalty to the country with blood and life. Long live the great Axis Alliance!"

"Hurray!" A loud shout broke out from the entire position. This voice drifted across the Mitria Mountains, across Alexandria, across the Middle East, and across the world.

After the battle last night, Rommel’s most powerful North African and Middle Eastern legions finally roared like a lion. This most terrifying legion will conquer the Middle East and conquer the world!

For the German and Italian armies, this was a moment of victory, while for the British army on the opposite side, this result made it difficult for them to accept.

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

My 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 German armored forces, and I must focus on the north. The southern line of defense is still not there. questionable.

Who knows, the noodle army suddenly turned into an army of steel, abruptly defeating the Indian division and taking the southern Mitria Mountains over.

As a result, there will be a gap on our own front~www.novelhall.com~ The German and Italian armies will continue to flow from the south, and pounce on the rear of the army that is still on the front line. Encircled, your own army is in danger of being wiped out.

I'm afraid this battle will be lost!

"We can't retreat now. If we retreat, the German army will catch up, and our army may be defeated in the retreat." Montgomery is quite aware of the previous experience of retreating from France.

Most of his troops are infantry divisions, and they can’t run the German tanks at all. Once they lose Alamein’s fortifications, the retreat can easily turn into a rout. The Germans can even catch up to the front of their retreating troops and set up calmly. Encircle the circle.

"We must stick to it, and use our blood and lives to stick to our position until the arrival of reinforcements." Montgomery continued.

No matter how much sacrifices are made, we must hold on to it. When a large number of American weapons and equipment are continuously transported over, and when we have enough strength to confront the German armored forces, we can move on to the counterattack.

I hope I can persist to that moment!