My Italian Chapter 667

Latest website: Sousse is a city with a long history. It was founded in the tenth century BC and has been an important trading port along the coast of Tunisia since ancient times. Once a famous Carthaginian city, it was later occupied by the Romans and fell into the hands of the Arab Empire in the seventh century AD.

In addition, Sousse is a strategically important place in Tunisia, and it has always been a battleground for military strategists. At this time, two groups of troops are fighting here.

"Attack with me!"

While the artillery had just subsided, looking at the position where a large number of defensive facilities had been destroyed, an Italian officer shouted the slogan of attack, raised his right hand with the gun, rushed out of the trench and ran towards the enemy's position.

Behind him, a group of Italian soldiers also raised their weapons and rushed towards the enemy's position with shouts. If it is placed on a larger battlefield, you will find that the Italian army is rushing towards the French position like a tide at this time, and its momentum is like a rainbow, as if it wants to pierce the sky.

Facing the attack of the Italians, the French officers and soldiers as defenders were of course unwilling to let them seize the position under their feet. So with the help of French officers' orders, leather shoes, and pistols, the trembling colonial soldiers, who had been hiding in the trenches before, raised their rifles and prepared to fight back.

"Boom!"

"Bah~ bah~ bah~"

Suddenly a gunshot came from the position, and then there was a burst of intensive gunshots from the position.

"Damn bastard, whoever is shooting indiscriminately, I will kick his ass."

At this time, a French officer was angrily running towards the location of the first gunshot, followed by an interpreter. It was obvious that the lucky guy who shot suddenly was going to be in trouble.

The attacking Italian officers and soldiers must have noticed what happened on the ground. At this time, the center of gravity of the attack was obviously shifted.

"Bang bang bang..."

At a distance of one thousand meters from the position, mortars are firing shells at the position under the operation of officers and soldiers.

An explosion sounded from the position, shrapnel flew around, and screams sounded from the surroundings. This was the soldier who was hit by the shrapnel.

"Fire!"

Seeing that the troops were beaten by enemy mortars in the position and couldn't fight back, the commander of the position didn't know that his morale would be lost if he didn't fight back.

So under his order, there was a burst of gunfire from the position, the sound of Lebel rifles and the sound of Saint-Etienne M1907 heavy machine guns resounded across the battlefield.

Although there were constant gunshots, the accuracy was worrying. Looking at these colonial soldiers, they either raised their guns so high that those who didn't know thought they were going to hit the sun, or they closed their eyes and thought they were too asleep. At this time, only one or two out of ten soldiers on the battlefield could use their weapons correctly.

All of this is caused by tension. Although they knew how to use it during training, the bullets and shells flying across the battlefield, the screams of comrades and the corpses in the trenches made the adrenaline soar for soldiers who had never experienced these. , The brain completely forgot everything the instructor handed over, and only knew how to fight.

Besides, for these colonial soldiers, going to the battlefield has no passion for defending their home and country, and the most important thing is to survive with the money and promises given by the French master.

With different goals, the approach is also different. Therefore, the low morale of the colonial soldiers, coupled with the nervousness of the first battlefield, is enough to make it a catastrophic performance.

As for the Italian officers and soldiers, facing the opponent's weak counterattack naturally boosted their morale. Although the officers and soldiers of the 15th Division had informed the situation of these French colonial troops before, they could only know the truth after facing it in person, so the Italian army's offensive became more fierce.

At this time, Lieutenant General Grieri, commander of the 13th Army, who was the combat commander, was watching the battle carefully in a trench.

"The attack was good. We can break through the enemy's position in a day at most."

Looking at the battle situation on the battlefield at this moment, Lieutenant General Griely expressed his judgment.

"The commander is right, the enemy of Sousse cannot resist our attack."

Major General Sapas, who was the vanguard of the whole army before but now stood on the sidelines, responded to the words of his superior.

At this time, Lieutenant General Grieri, who was the army commander, put down the binoculars in his hand, looked at the veteran who was his subordinate and said. "Major General Sapas, your 15th Division did not participate in the Sousai battle this time, do you have any thoughts?"

"No, let the officers and soldiers of the 37th Division and the 49th Division experience the combat effectiveness of the French colonial troops, which will have a great effect on the next battle in Tunisia. Our 13th Army must be the main attack. If we can't clearly know the level of the enemy, It is not conducive to the next battle."

Facing the question from his army commander, the veteran Sapas answered this paragraph casually.

Zapath understood clearly that his troops were not allowed to participate in the battle in Sousse. In addition to the reasons I said in my mouth, there are reasons that I haven't said. I can't eat meat by myself and let others not drink soup. As forwards, their 15th division is already pretty enough. If they continue to eat alone like this, it doesn't mean that the friendly troops who follow behind them can't get anything.

Facing Sapath's words, Lieutenant General Grieri believed it. After knowing him for so many years, his temper is still very clear, and he is worthy of being a veteran.

At this moment, he looked at Sapath and said. "Sapas, Lieutenant General Tabarez will be transferred after the fight in Tunisia."

The Lieutenant General Tabarez mentioned by Lieutenant General Grieri is the deputy commander of the 13th Army, and he is also one of the few deputy commanders who have not been transferred after the outbreak of the war.

As for where these deputy army commanders are transferred, of course they are newly formed troops.

Commander Grieri told him the news, which shocked Zapas. He had already thought of something, but he couldn't ask the commander.

And Lieutenant General Grieri didn't play charades, watching him and asking directly. "After Lieutenant General Tabarez leaves, our 13th Army will lack a deputy commander. You have qualifications and achievements and are familiar with our 13th Army. Are you interested in becoming the deputy commander?"

Lieutenant General Grieri's words confirmed his thoughts, but at this time he was not happy to be recommended to be the deputy commander, but asked instead. "Then who should the 15th division be handed over to?"

It is obvious that this veteran can't let go of the 15th Division. Although he has stayed in many units, the one that made him happiest was when he was in the 15th Division, so he couldn't let go.

"The 15th Division is the number one main force of our army. You should work part-time first, and then consider the issue of handing over after you find a suitable candidate."

Many Italian troops are like this now. Because of the rapid increase in troop strength, there is a shortage of qualified senior officers, so only flexible means can be used. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

At present, more than half of the troops in the Italian army adopt this mode of serving as deputy. As for the effect, it is not bad, and it can maximize the combat effectiveness of the Italian army.

While the two were talking, there were cheers from around. It turned out that the attacking troops had already entered the position.

"Commander, it looks like we can still spend the night in Sousse today."

Major General Sapas knew all too well the temperament of the colonial troops. Half of this battle has been fought, and the enemy will be defeated next, and then they will pursue them all the way until they are driven out of Sousse.

"This shows that the combat effectiveness of the 36th and 49th divisions is not much behind the 15th division. This is good news. You don't need to sleep in a tent tonight."

And the final result was as they expected. The French colonial troops escaped from Sousse in the afternoon, and Lieutenant General Grieri slept comfortably in the Sousse Governor's Palace.

(end of this chapter)

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