In the evening of July 6, 1943, Patton, who was strong and strong, majestic, rode General Hewitt's flagship "Monrovia" majesticly, and led 90,000 elite troops to Pantelleria Island.

"Huh! I finally arrived here and my mood suddenly improved!"

Patton, wearing a general uniform, showed a bright smile when he climbed up the motorboat from the flagship and quickly landed onto the shore.

Although it was evening, the weather was still very clear and the sea was calm.

However, in the evening, the sunset was setting and the red clouds were still indispensable, and I was vividly watched.

It is also accompanied by a cool breeze and a faint salty smell of sea water, making people feel confident in the happiness of nature.

"With the weather now, all the soldiers are going to land immediately. We must launch the Sicily Battle tonight! Don't embarrass me, otherwise I must punish him severely!"

After experiencing the sea view, Patton immediately issued a stern order to his troops.

As his order was conveyed, all the American soldiers of the 7th Army rushed to act.

Because he knew Patton's hot temper and violent behavior, no soldier dared not to act without obeying orders.

So whether it is Allen of the 1st Division, Middleton of the 45th Division, and Lucien Trascott of the 3rd Strengthening Division, these three division commanders were supervising their troops and landing.

Even Bradley, the deputy commander of the 2nd Army, urged the commanders of his divisions and all high-level officers to land on the ground without expression.

Watching Patton's troops land quickly, Montgomery and his troops were watching intently on the ship they were still on.

"Marson! Patton's US troops have already started logging in. Should we start logging in too?"

Leon Forte, commander of the 51st Infantry Division of the British Army, said to Montgomery, who was observing the weather.

"Don't be so anxious. Now it's not landing in Sicily, nor is it going to fight with the German army! Patton's idiot wants to show off, so let him show off! Anyway, I don't like his style at all!"

After Montgomery glanced at Patton's troops, he turned his gaze to the weather.

"Marson! I'll hear our meteorological experts say that there will be storms tonight. I wonder if it's true?"

Looking at Montgomery who suddenly focused on the weather, Ioniahai, the commander of the 50th Infantry Division of the British Army, suddenly interrupted.

At the same time, he also looked up and paid attention to the weather. Seeing this, Leonforte, the commander of the 51st Infantry Division, who had just spoken, and Gornalenga, the commander of the 5th Infantry Division of the British Army, couldn't help but look at the weather around him.

As for Montgomery, he did not answer, and ignored their actions.

Because at this moment he had already felt a strong north wind surging. Not long after, the sea was still sparkling, with glowing glows and calm waves; it suddenly changed into a rolling wave, roaring and roaring until the waves surged.

Moreover, the clouds in the sky were floating, and the clouds were floating, changing into dark clouds covering the top. At the same time, the sea breeze around it suddenly surged from the original level 3 to level 7.

"It seems that our weather forecast experts are still very capable. If there will be a storm, there will be a storm, and there will be a storm coming in the evening!"

Montgomery smiled bitterly when he saw the sudden arrival of a storm.

"The storm is getting stronger and stronger. What should we do now? Marshal!"

Seeing the sea that was already surging and the waves were surging, the commander Leonforte said anxiously.

"What are you afraid of! We are not in the battle now, we are just a small storm! We can just step up our login now!"

Montgomery seemed not to see the worse and worse weather, and smiled calmly.

"This...is! Marshal!"

Hearing this, the commander Leonforte was stunned for a moment before agreeing.

Afterwards, in the midst of the strong wind and waves, Montgomery's troops also hurriedly landed under the command of various division commanders.

As for Patton and his troops have already successfully landed half of the soldiers, and the remaining half of the soldiers have also stepped up their landing.

But Patton, who had successfully landed, stared at Montgomery's troops with a smile.

Seeing Patton's provocative and sarcastic gaze, Montgomery just sneered for a moment and then ignored the other party.

But at this moment, Montgomery suddenly saw Patton making a thumb-down gesture to him, indicating that the other party was not his opponent.

Seeing the other party's naked provocative behavior, Montgomery was immediately furious. He also made a thumb-down gesture at Patton, and fought back without being outdone.

Seeing this, Patton smiled carelessly with a sarcastic expression on his face, then turned around and left.

"This bastard, he wants to die! Show me, when I am invincible in the Battle of Sicily, just wait and see how I laugh at you! But I won't let you live a good life in Sicily so smoothly!"

Looking at Patton's hateful sarcasm, Montgomery suppressed the huge anger in his heart and roared in his heart.

At this time, Eisenhower was in the British and American Allied Command on the Island of Malta, paced around his command center in a hurry.

"Report! The wind power has exceeded level 5! Commander!"

"The wind power is over level 7! Commander!"

"Report! The wind is about to reach level 8! Commander!"

And when he was extremely anxious, the weathermen kept coming over and giving him the latest report.

Eisenhower's mood changed a lot as he was getting worse.

Because if the weather is bad and his troops are going to land on Sicily, the dangers encountered by the soldiers will increase a lot, and even the number of casualties will increase greatly.

And the thing that made him most upset was that once the weather was bad, their air force would not be able to attack, carry out air support, and carry out saturation bombing of the German army.

As for the idea of ​​continuing to carry out their airborne troops and launching a sneak attack on Sicily, it is even more unimaginable and dangerous.

"God! Why do you have to storm at such a critical moment? Is Hitler's energy really not over yet?"

The more I listened to the reports from the weather personnel, the more I almost vomited blood.

So he was worried and walked outside the house to look at the wind meter outside, while praying sincerely.

In fact, the reason why he was so nervous was that there were as many as 200,000 troops dispatched this time, and there were countless ships and transport ships. If the battle in Sicily is suspended due to bad weather, then the sudden sneak attack battle he commanded would be fully exposed to the eyes of the German army, without any sudden effect that should be taken by sneak attacks.

And if there is no way to complete the sneak attack on Sicily, it means that he will find a new place for landing operations again.

But once they do this, they will have to waste a lot of time on new deployments, and once they miss the best combat opportunity, it is hard to say whether there is such a good combat opportunity.

And for Eisenhower, there is still a more headache now. The large-scale bomber and fighter fleet of their Allied forces have flew to Rome, Italy, preparing to carry out a sudden air strike to cooperate with the launch of Sicily landing operations.

"What should we do now! Commander! Should we continue to carry out the Sicilian landing operations as planned, or delay the operations!"
Chapter completed!