In fact, man is such an animal, just tell him, he may not believe it from the bottom of his heart, and he will only be sure of many things if he sees it with his own eyes.

Now, the officers who had retreated from Italy began to use their own lives and the lives of the soldiers to test whether the machine guns of the French War Inspectors were loaded or not, and whether the French had the courage to shoot at the Italian soldiers.

"Sir, we have been ordered to continue the offensive until the British forces surrounding the French Army on Heights 3 are eliminated. Now, the British army is still in position, and we just run away, will everyone be shot by the War Overseer? An Italian staff officer, reminded his battalion commander.

I saw that his battalion commander clapped his chest with an oath, and said to his subordinates: "What do you mean by running away? We are already out of bullets, this is a glorious retreat. ”

The staff officer nodded as if he didn't understand, and responded to the battalion commander's words.

Although there are no bullets, it is true.

However, those bullets were not used up by them on the enemy.

Because he didn't want to fight, and couldn't find a better reason to slip away, the Italian battalion commander had the whimsical idea of letting the troops empty their guns into the sky, and drained the ammunition by dividing it by two, so as to announce the retreat.

The bullets have all been gone, so it should be justified to retreat, the Italian battalion commander thought.

The staff officer was involved in the battalion commander's "empty gun operation", and he was not alone, the whole battalion participated in this operation to justify the retreat.

After all, the imagination of the Italians is endless, and they can always find various reasons for themselves to avoid the war.

In addition, the French came to supervise the Italians, although the leader agreed, but this is still too nonsense.

The Italian officers, from top to bottom, believed that the French Warlords should not have the courage to attack the deserters from Italy.

It's not their own French troops, and if they want to shoot them, there should still be a big barrier.

So, the escaped Italian captain battalion commander, with the connivance of this thought, swaggered his men over the machine-gun position of the French War Inspector and prepared to slip back to the rear.

However, when they passed the machine-gun position of the French Warlord, the Italian officers and soldiers, not as expected, came to inquire and reprimand.

The French's response was nothing more than the rapid sound of machine-gun fire, coupled with the screams of the Italian officers and the Italian soldiers accompanying them.

"Damn, they just opened fire!" The Italian captain shouted at the top of his voice: "This group of French people is too arrogant, come and stop me!" ”

"Battalion commander, you can't stop it!" The staff officer beside him replied loudly with a crying and laughing: "You have ordered the soldiers to run out of bullets, and our weapons are empty!" ”

"I ordered you to run out of bullets?" In the confusion, the battalion commander pulled the staff officer past and asked incredulously. In his opinion, it is impossible for him to make such a brain-dead decision.

"Battalion commander, it's your order." As the soldiers beside him fell one by one, the staff officer also knew that time was running out, and made a final report very quickly: "You said that you must run out of bullets in order to retreat with honor." ”

Hearing this, the Italian battalion commander finally remembered why he gave that kind of order.

But when he gave the order, he didn't guess that the French War Supervision Committee in the rear was really coming!

In remorse, the Italian coward, and his cowardly staff officer, were swept away by a machine-gun bullet, and without objection they were beaten into a sieve, and left the war forever.......

A few hundred meters away, after clearing out a battalion of Italian soldiers who had fled triumphantly, the officer representative of the French War-Governor began to signal for the next battalion of Italian soldiers to be brought up.

The Italian soldiers of the battalion in the back saw the tragic situation of the battalion in front of them in the waiting area not far away, and they were already trembling with fright.

As a result, the French drove these Italian soldiers almost like sheep, and rushed to the British troops on the Egellet position, making their own contribution to the friendship between France and Italy.

At the same time, dozens of kilometers away, Birente was also dealing with an Italian major general who had fled because of his cowardice.

Because the other party's level was too high, it was handled by Berrente, who was the French governor, and it was enough to give Mussolini face.

"Our troops are running out of ammunition and have no way to continue fighting, and retreating is a matter of course!" The Italian major general roared menacingly: "I did not give the wrong order, we are a glorious retreat." ”

Because this guy was born in a village on the border between Italy and France, he didn't even need a translator to communicate with Belonte.

It seems that Italians like to make excuses like this, some of them like to say that they are running out of ammunition, and some of them like to say that they are running out of ammunition soon.

Of course, one of the most bizarre reasons that Belante has heard these days is: "I couldn't find the crowbar of the ammunition box, and if I couldn't open it, there would be no ammunition, so I retreated." ”

For these cowards who have no creative excuses, Belant instructed the members of the War Supervisor to shoot them without reporting.

And when Belante ordered his guards to pull down and shoot the coward, who was also arrogant enough to excuse his cowardice, but with a slightly higher rank, the Italian general finally made something that Berente had not heard.

Finding that the other party was not joking, he was really going to move seriously, and the Italian major general immediately shouted in horror: "No, no, no~, I am an Italian general, I have attacked Egypt, I have shed blood in Libya, you can't treat me like this, I demand the above!" ”

It's a pity that Belante frowned alone, and continued to wave his hand unmoved: "Pull it down, it's dead." ”

"That's right!" The Italian general seemed to think of something again, and hurriedly shouted and added: "The wife of my wife's cousin is the prime minister's lover, and the prime minister will definitely pardon me." So please, give me another chance! ”

"This ......" I have to say that the chaotic network of the Italian major general is really a bit touching to Belante.

When Belant was unconscious, his adjutant also took two steps forward, walked up to him and whispered in his ear: "General, why don't you let go of this complicated Italian major general first." As he said, he was given another chance to take the Italian troops to Aegele to attack the British. ”

The Italian major general, who understood this, also answered excitedly in French: "Yes, yes, give me another chance." ”