Chapter 916: Own honor

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Donatello felt that he had never been so unlucky in his life. He only ran away to join the Black Shirt Army because of avoiding debts. As a result, he became so backbone of the Black Shirt Army.
He was still a little proud of those days, because after all, even in the black shirt, he was still a little boss who couldn't help him. But this triumph did not last long, and the leader Mussolini fought against almost all the countries around him.
In France, Donatello participated in the attack on the Italian-French border. As a result, the seemingly crowded Italian army was so defeated by the inferior French border guards. The ammunition ordnance was lost all the way, and everyone hated having to run backwards with more than two legs, only to save their little life.
The war did not stop because of Donatello ’s cowardice. On the contrary, this great Axis expansion war, or the creation war of the new world order, became more and more cruel, and the scale became larger and larger. . And his "Senior Commander", a black shirt army who escaped from the French battlefield and escaped to Italy, was transformed into a senior officer. He was placed in the regular Italian army and served as a backbone force.
So he became a battalion commander, an officer commanding 490 soldiers. Then he led this force to attack the Balkans, and finally with the help of the Germans, he completed the occupation of parts of the Balkans.
The next thing was a bit puzzling. Battalion Donatello waited for two young instructors belonging to the German Wehrmacht, and then began to learn various combat methods, how to arrange firepower, and how to allocate troops to form a strict Defensive and offensive formations.
After this special training, Donatello only knew how huge the gap was between Italy and Germany. At least he found that his army finally had a little military look, even to say until that. Only then did he realize what the real army should look like.
Then his troops were transferred to the Balkans to participate in the military operations of the German-Turkish siege of the guerrilla squad. This time, his troops did not escape, and they used the learned tactics skillfully to block a guerrilla squad that tried to break through. Donatello ’s infantry battalion was not only defeated by more than 1,200 guerrillas, but also counterattacked and eliminated a total of 144 fierce Balkan guerrilla militants.
You know, this is really a remarkable achievement. In the face of twice as many enemies as usual, the Italian army has only one option, that is, to retreat quickly; when there is no way to retreat, they have only one option, which is to move. It was already extremely difficult for the Italian army to surrender by hand and be able to fire and kill its enemies.
Now, Donatello ’s battalion and many Italian troops trained by German instructors are no longer affiliated with the Italian command system. They were transferred out and assigned to the German Southern Theater Command as an ally. And they now have a new name called "Italian Expeditionary Force".
In fact, the Italian troops fighting on the Eastern Front did not go through any difficult battles. Most Italian troops were arranged to guard some unimportant traffic lines and warehouses in the rear. Only a part of the very elite troop troops with actual combat experience are placed in unimportant areas on the front line.
Belgorod region south of Kursk is, unfortunately, an "unimportant area" that the Soviets and Germans once did not pay much attention to. Unfortunately, the two most powerful armor clusters in human history collided in this neighborhood. This unimportant place suddenly became the most terrible steel grave in the world.
Huddled in the trenches, Donatello holding his rifle and enjoying the most magnificent requiem, at least two Soviet tanks opened fire within 50 meters around him, and his entire battalion had now collapsed. As the battalion commander of this battalion, he knew very well that he had no chance to escape this time.
"Commander! Commander Donatello, the machine gun position on the left has been killed by the Soviet tank. The 1st company's troops are trying to retreat backwards, but we lack cover." A hand supported Helmet, ensure that the only protection on his head will not squint to Donatello Hui because of the running sergeant: "The communication over the 3rd company has been interrupted, and our situation is very bad now!"
Donatello looked at the trench with his afterglow. Several Italian infantry soldiers with rifles were being hit by bullets fired from the machine guns of the opposing tank. He turned his face and said to his men: "I know! I know what you say, and I don't know what to do now, you know our camp, we only have such a way to build positions. . "
The level of German instructors was limited at first, and the level of these Italian apprentices was even worse, so the final solution was to use the most old-fashioned methods for the Germans to stipulate the style of play. A unit with a certain combat capability is thus "quick". As for the effect, it is self-evident to look at this embarrassing appearance today.
"The Soviets did not take a central breakthrough to cut into our defenses, so the anti-tank guns could not form a crossfire. They fired in a single shot, and soon they would be killed." The sergeant pointed to the distance and was constantly attacking Italy The Soviet tank at the position retracted its head and said to its battalion commander: "There are more than three enemy tanks. This is not something we can deal with."
"Withdrawing in this case, we will lose two-thirds of the troops." Donatello just mechanically remembered the conclusion of the exercise given by the German instructor. He remembered to run away again and his people were brutally pursued. , Until he was killed himself, the opponent did not lose a person. The deep impression left by that exercise was another reason that prevented him from throwing his helmet away.
"Commander! ..." The sergeant seemed to want to persuade something, but a stray bullet hit his helmet, and blood spewed out of the helmet, flowing down the eaves of the Italian helmet, together with these The blood master lay down in the trench together.
"Ah!" Watching his men were knocked to the ground by a shot, Donatello was so scared that even the gun in his hand was left at his feet. He knew that the Soviet tank on the position was slowly approaching and blocking The two company soldiers in front of him are now collapsing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.
He grabbed an Italian infantry passing by him with his hand and issued his combat command: "Order the two-wing anti-tank gun to fire, we need anti-tank firepower support."
The Italian soldier glanced back at his battalion commander, and then ran away in the opposite direction of the attack on the Soviet Red Army. Donatello smiled bitterly, because it was a figure he knew well, and he escaped like that from a French position more than a year ago.
Different things still happened. The Italian soldier who ran out was quickly screened by the machine gun on the Soviet tank. The tracer penetrated his body like a laser, and then he was like a pile of mud. On the ground.
"Let the anti-tank gun fire! Fire!" Donatello stumbled, then shouted hysterically in the trench: "No matter who it is, thank God, let those two cannons fire!"
"Boom!" I don't know if his prayer was fulfilled, or someone heard his order. In short, the first anti-tank gun fired, and the shell hit the armor of a Soviet kv-1 tank and broke through. Its side armor. A raging Soviet tank is no longer active, but is paralyzed on the battlefield, and a burst of smoke comes out.
The two Soviet soldiers alive inside jumped out of the tank and were screened by angry Italian soldiers in two steps. After all, this tank just killed at least dozens of Italian soldiers, but also inspired these Italians to revenge and fight with hatred from another angle.
Another anti-tank gun also fired, but the shells did not know for whatever reason that they missed the most threatening T-34 tank. Subsequently, these two anti-tank guns were destroyed by the Soviet tanks with a numerical advantage, and now the Italians have fewer anti-tank weapons.
"Hey, I said! We just escaped again and again?" Donatello watched another infantry pass by him, and ran to the place where the body of a deserter was lying, loudly. Shouted: "Don't you have any Italian shame?"
Watching his men die one after another in front of him, Donatello suddenly lost his mind to escape. He remembered the kind of heartfelt mood when he was in command of the troops when he was in the Balkans. After experiencing victory, he did not want to taste the shame of defeat.
"Go back to fight! Let these Soviets look at the strength of our Italian Roman legion!" Donatello grabbed the arm of a soldier who lost his helmet and gave up his armour and shouted with all his strength: "We can win! We It ’s a heroic Italian expedition! "
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ensign, I have to leave here, there are too many Soviets." The soldier broke free from Donatello's pull, and then stumbled toward the path to "alive". It seemed very bright there, and it seemed to represent hope.
Donatello hesitated for a moment, and then took a step in that direction. Then he suddenly felt that he had lost his last glory, so he stopped and straightened slightly involuntarily.
"Boo!" Don't know where the gunshots came from, Donatello felt his head was knocked by a hammer, and then the infinite darkness covered all the surrounding scenery.
A few minutes later, the front-line defense forces of the last Italian battalion were annihilated. They used their actual actions to prove that Italy is not all cowards.
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