Mussolini's movements

　　"Long live the Fuhrer!" Alfred saluted Leon with a haggard face, "I'm back!" "

　　"Just come back." Leon patted Alfred on the shoulder, he looked at Alfred's haggard look, and said movingly, "These half a month in Austria... Hard work for you. "

　　"Fuhrer, it's okay for me to work hard..." Alfred's eyes filled with tears, "but can you tell me why you are looking for the Italians to be our allies?" God knows what I've been through in the past half a month..."

　　"Alas, I have wronged you." Leon said helplessly, "No way, who makes Italy and ours have similar demands." "

　　"Truth be told, Fuhrer, the thought of having to fight alongside that group in the future, I, I..." said Alfred, his eyes red again.

　　"It's okay, your grievances will not be in vain, tomorrow Mussolini will come to collect people, I will make him pay the price." Leon said with a sinister smile.

　　At this moment, Mussolini, who was far away in his Roman villa, felt a chill.

　　"Who is saying bad things about me behind my back." Mussolini, who was reprimanding his men, muttered.

　　"Rice pail! Their bunch of rice buckets! "Turning his head, Mussolini continued to scold his confidant, Graziani, the chief of the general staff of the Black Shirts." That's 21 people! Go and assassinate Xu Shinige, and they will all be arrested before they even enter the door! It literally disgraced my Mussolini face! "

　　"Leader, this, it's just that they are not fully prepared..." Graziani said in a cold sweat, "or I will let our four infantry divisions on the border go straight in." "

　　"Are you crazy?! If I wanted to provoke a military conflict, would I send someone to carry out assassinations? Stupid! Mussolini scolded, "You're a rice pail too!" What subordinates to teach? How many years before our Black Shirts were created before the German SS? But now? You look at the SS, the combat effectiveness is close to the Wehrmacht! Look at us again! "

　　"We, our combat effectiveness is much stronger than the Royal Italian Army." Graziani said with a little pride.

　　"That's because the Royal Army is also a bunch of rice buckets!" Mussolini glanced at Petro Badoglio, chief of the general staff of the Royal Italian Army, and taunted, "It's just that people have more food than you." "

　　Scolding, Mussolini let out a long breath and said: "Going to Berlin Lyon tomorrow may not be able to make things difficult for me." "

　　"Leader, then you better not go." Graziani urged, "Just let those fools fend for themselves." "

　　"No, I have to go to Berlin, but I just brought those fools back, and I have something more important to discuss with Lyon." Mussolini said, "Our military operation, codenamed 'Quick Knife', is about to be carried out. "

　　With that, Mussolini pushed a piece of material in front of the two.

　　On the cover of the material are written in four large words - "Treaty of Italian France.

　　"France acquiesced to our 'quick knife'?" The two said in surprise.

　　"Yes, this is the treaty signed between French Foreign Minister Pierre Reval and me the day before yesterday." Mussolini pointed to the Treaty of Italy.

　　The two hurriedly opened the treaty.

　　"France agreed to our occupation of Ethiopia, and all we had to pay was to ally with them against Germany." Mussolini laughed.

　　"Against Germany, but isn't Germany our ally?" Badoglio wondered.

　　"That's right, Germany is our ally, and it is also the most in our interests, the most determined ally!" Mussolini laughed, "But who said that if I signed this agreement, I would have to fight Germany?" Promise is promise, do or not do is another matter! "

　　"The leader is amazing!" Graziani boasted, "What about England? They're a nuisance, too. "

　　"England?" Mussolini said disdainfully, "Britain is afraid of going to war with us, and what kind of continental balance they have needs them to win us over, after all, Europe is a little unbalanced now." "

　　"That's great." The loss of two of the biggest constraints made them happy.

　　"Leader, if everything is ready, then I ask to go out!" Badoglio offered himself, "I will bring glory back to Italy!" "

　　"You better train the army at home with peace of mind, I have already chosen the marshal of the expeditionary force, it is General E. de Bono." Mussolini said, "He will lead 500,000 Italian warriors to win land for us!"

　　At noon the next day, Mussolini's plane landed slowly at the Berlin Air Base in Germany.

　　"Welcome, welcome to Berlin Leader Mussolini." Lyon greeted Mussolini at the airport with a large group of SS troops.

　　"Haha, I haven't seen President Andres for a long time, but you still have the same demeanor." Mussolini shook hands with Leon and laughed.

　　"Oh, where is the style." Leon waved his hand and said, "There have been a lot of worries lately, and I feel like I've been listless all day." "

　　"Trouble?" Mussolini asked subconsciously, but as soon as he said this, he wanted to hit himself with a few big mouths.

　　What else has Lyon been worried about lately, isn't it the one that caught the Black Shirts? Mussolini thought.

　　Sure enough, as soon as Leon heard this, he immediately looked at Mussolini meaningfully, and said slowly: "Isn't it that I have been caught in Vienna 21 black-shirted assassins who 'acted without permission' in Vienna recently?" Mr. Mussolini, you said, how should I deal with such an incident that undermines the relations between our two countries? It really upsets me. "

　　"Ha, haha." Mussolini sneered, "I will clean up those people fiercely, and I will compensate for the damage caused to your country, so you don't have to be upset."

　　"Hmm." Hearing this, Leon nodded with satisfaction and asked Mussolini, "I think Mr. Leader will never let me chill Germany, right?" "

　　"That's for sure, that's for sure!" Mussolini nodded repeatedly.

　　"Then I'll take you over to see those people, right?" Leon said with a smile, he wanted Mussolini to take those people away so much.

　　"No, no." Mussolini refused, then leaned into Leon's ear and lowered his voice, "I have something I want to discuss with Mr. Leon, I don't know if I can?" "

　　Leon glanced at Mussolini suspiciously, and then asked and answered in the same words that only the two of them could hear: "Mr. Mussolini, you didn't come this time for those 21 people?" "

　　"Yes, I have something important to tell you." Mussolini whispered, "We would like to reach an understanding with you regarding our recent military operations in Italy. "

　　"Military operations?" Leon thought for a moment, "Could it be, Ethiopia?" "

　　"Yes, it's Ethiopia." Mussolini said with a nod.

　　"Okay, let's go to my presidential palace office and talk."

　　After that, Leon took Mussolini into the car and drove towards the presidential palace.