One Thousand and Forty-Three Cabins

? A quiet small town around Rome, everyone is busy with their own work, Garibaldi announced in Naples yesterday that he officially replaced Mussolini in power, and the King of Italy announced his support for Marshal Garibaldi to succeed his predecessor Mussolini, the new leader of Italy.

As soon as the new Italian leader came to power, he began to hunt down Mussolini, and then announced that Italy would remain in the Axis and contribute its own strength to the Greater European Union. After he issued a statement, there was immediate support from all over Italy, and the war ended after only 3 days. A farce in which Italy withdrew from the Axis powers also dissipated with the sound of gunfire in the fierce battle in Rome, and it completely came to an end.

Suddenly the dogs on the streets of the town began to bark into the distance, one sound after another endlessly. Dog owners have tried to discourage their pets from doing such annoying things, but to no avail. He raised his head and saw a black spot approaching rapidly in the sky not far away.

Soon there was the roar of engines in the sky, and a German Odin helicopter hovered over the wasteland beside the town, and then the helicopter slowly descended, and finally stopped at On this unremarkable open space. There was no hatch on the plane, and the seven or eight German soldiers inside jumped out of the plane holding their weapons.

"Hello!" Because the wind blowing from the helicopter's propeller was so strong that the German officer who came over could only squint his eyes and look at the Italian native with an unsightly expression. Ask questions. His Italian is so pure that it sounds like the native Italian.

"Hello..." The Italian farmer holding a hoe beside the open field looked at the German officer and the special forces soldiers behind him with weapons on their chests, and his speech was a little awkward. After all, he has rarely seen Italian soldiers, and even if he has, he has never seen such a shocking appearance.

"Excuse me, have any strange people passed by in this small town recently? For example, have they made any strange moves, such as buying a house or a car?" The German officer said loudly because the engine of the plane was very noisy. shouted and asked the Italian farmer.

The other party shook his head and pointed in the direction of the town: "I haven't met them before. If you want to confirm, there are some rich people in the town who escaped the war. I think they may know more."

The German officer nodded, and then signaled the plane behind him to turn off the engine and wait for them. Two German soldiers were left to guard the plane, and the rest followed the German officer into the village. They were ordered to investigate the escape route of Mussolini. After all, a day had passed, and the scope of these search forces was already quite large, so the German military dispatched helicopters, hoping to find the missing Mussolini as soon as possible.

Surprisingly, they soon had all the information they wanted to find. The locals did not deliberately protect the original leader, and they easily sold Mussolini's whereabouts to the German pursuers.

An accomplished Italian businessman in a suit and leather shoes met the German military officer who came to inquire in the yard, and he quickly answered the question he was interested in: "One day ago, a down-and-out man with some stains on his clothes Man came to me to buy a car, you know, I can't identify him, he gave me the price of two cars, so there is no reason for me to pass up the deal.. In fact, I am a German-friendly Italian , so I am willing to tell you everything I know."

Italy lacked gasoline, at least during Mussolini's time in power, Italy's gasoline resources were very scarce. The Italian navy and air force have always been troubled by the lack of fuel, and only some wealthy people in the civilian population can afford gasoline, a high-end consumable.

So when the Italian businessman was very clever and remembered that he didn't have much gasoline in his car, he suggested that the Germans who were chasing these escaped prisoners go to the towns within 100 kilometers to inquire carefully, and it is possible to find this gang After the trace of the person, the German officer politely said goodbye.

Soon the German helicopters scattered around Rome were gathered and more targeted searches began. The increase in density and the determination of the direction made the tracking work more effective. After only a few hours, a German helicopter found the abandoned car in a farmland, and soon they found two people. The two fled separately as abandoned sons who disturbed the sight of the pursuers.

The two black shirts were very stubborn, and after being surrounded, they would rather commit suicide than be captured. However, their deaths did not buy Mussolini much time. After all, the German special forces have a lot of experience in searching.

Soon the hounds were deployed, and thousands of Italian soldiers loyal to Marshal Garibaldi also came to help in the search. The huge encirclement was shrinking and the prey inside were being discovered and tracked more and more frequently. It was impossible for Mussolini to escape alone. From another perspective, if he escaped alone, it would really be of no value.

"Don't run away...I said it when I was in Rome, why don't you run away?" Mussolini curled up in a forest hut. The original owner of the hut was still lying on the ground, and his body was still warm. , because this unlucky guy just tried to drive away these uninvited guests who fled here.

There were only three people around Mussolini now. The colonel was holding a pistol in his hand at this moment, leaning against the window and staring at the distant sky. It has been two days, and the German helicopters flying overhead are like a shadow, which greatly affects their movement speed. The encirclement of the German army was getting tighter and tighter, which made him, who was already the core of this small fleeing team, feel more and more uneasy.

"As long as we escape a German search, we will be able to escape and ascend to heaven..." The colonel glanced at the hunting rifle hanging on the wall, and couldn't stop the trembling Mussolini attendant, speaking dryly He said: "We will not go here. As long as they don't search us out, we can continue to go south to Catanzaro... I have a relative there who can hide us for at least a year."

"However, they are leading dogs, and many people are guarding the edge of the forest. We saw it with our own eyes that day..." The attendant said tremblingly, "They will search here soon. There is only one small room here. Where are you going to hide?"

Before the colonel could answer the question, there was the sound of engines roaring in the sky, and a German helicopter passed by, and the German soldiers sitting on it looked down from the open hatches on both sides, as if looking for something. Fortunately, this hut is covered with moss and the color is very similar to the surrounding area, otherwise, this group of fugitives who are now hiding in Tibet may be completely exposed.

Everyone had a tacit understanding and stopped talking. After the helicopter had gone away, the colonel slowly opened his mouth and said in a very lonely tone: "Let's hide in this room and see if we can hold on until At night, if they can't find us during the day, I think it will be easier to break out at night."

The four of them fell silent. The soldier in black shirt lowered his head to sort out the magazine of the submachine gun he was carrying on his back. He didn't have many chances to fire along the way, so there were plenty of bullets left. The attendant held a hunter's long gun, and there were not many bullets, only a dozen rounds, but he was already very satisfied, after all, he didn't even have any weapons for self-defense along the way.

The colonel had a small and exquisite pistol in his hand, which was his weapon. It's a pity that there are not many bullets left now, and he didn't bother to sort them out. After collecting a few bullets in the magazine, he threw the rest in his pocket. After all, he only needs to keep one bullet for himself, which is enough.

Almighty God didn't give them any more time to struggle. The quiet atmosphere aroused the colonel's vigilance. He knew that the hut might have been discovered, so he slapped the black-shirted soldier directly in front of him. I shook my head. The other party quickly understood, stood up, leaned cautiously towards the window, and tried to take a look at the surrounding situation.

"Boom!" A gunshot pierced through the window of the wooden house. This unlucky black-shirted soldier didn't even see what his enemy looked like, so he died under the opponent's gun. His body was sucked out of his soul at this moment, leaving only a heavy shell, which fell on the floor of the wooden house with a bang, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Ah!" Mussolini yelled loudly in fright, and the attendant opened fire at the window with a shotgun. The shotgun was so powerful that it shattered the glass with one shot, and then the shattered glass fell down with a crackling sound, and some even hit the corpse of the black-shirted soldier lying on the ground.

"Boom!" The colonel stuck the gun out of the window and pulled the trigger in a direction he didn't even know. He was just a senior officer loyal to Mussolini, so he didn't shoot much all year round. He's up against a bunch of German special forces, and that's the real joke.

The door was kicked open from the outside, and the two German soldiers fell down and fell into the cabin of the cabin. They carried long-barreled P-44 assault rifles, and behind them were two soldiers who were covering them.

"Tug! Chug!" Without giving anyone in the room any time to react, the muzzles of these black holes shot out bright flames. The colonel's chest was immediately sieved, and the attendant with the shotgun was also hit by a barrage of bullets.

"Ah! Ah!" Mussolini, lying on the ground with his head in his arms, was still yelling out of fear.

"We caught him!" Outside the door, a German officer glanced at the scene in the house and reported into the walkie-talkie.